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prettykittycastle · 1 year

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Birthday

Summary: The reader wakes Elijah up with a great surprise.

(The reader is AFAB, but gender-neutral and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)

(Content Warning: Blowjob, handjob, facefucking, dirty talk, slight degradation, cum swallowing)

It was quite rare for Elijah to get a full night's rest. The constant threats to his family's well-being and the constant eye on Klaus' whereabouts and the things he was doing tended to prevent Elijah from getting his proper rest and relaxation, but today and tonight was different. All day long, his siblings weren't as chaotic as usual, even Klaus didn't bother him much. He found it strange at the time, but decided to enjoy it while it last. And now, he laid in his bed, enjoying a dreamless sleep that was rare for him to come by.

My god, he thought, his eyes still closed. Suddenly during his dreamless sleep, a strange, but amazing sensation was beginning in his stomach and was slowly moving downward. It felt like light kisses was being laid upon his stomach. He wanted to open his eyes to see what it was, but found that he was too tired to even attempt.

"Mmm," he whimpered, furrowing his brows. When the kisses started going near his waist, the sensation slightly changed from light kisses to something wet running across his skin. "Fuck," he moaned, thrusting his crotch up tiredly at whoever was doing this.

He felt a hand gently press his hips down, before feeling another begin working his sleeping pants down off his hips. He could feel the chill of the air hit his semi-hard member, and the chill made it twitch.

"So big," he heard a voice whisper.

"Oh," he moaned lowly, feeling a soft hand take hold of him. Before he could try to figure out who the voice belonged to, he felt a sudden warm wetness run across the underside of himself, making him harder.

"Oh shit," he cursed.

"You like that, Elijah," the voice asked. "You like me tasting your dick?"

"Y-Yes," he moaned, struggling to think clearly.

"Good," the voice replied.

The wetness continued to run along his length, all the way to the tip, and when he thought it couldn't get better, he felt a another hand softly grasp one of his balls and gently rolled it in their palm.

The sensation was too great and finally with a loud moan, he forced his eyes open. He looked down his body and saw that his shirt was pushed up to his chest and like he thought, his sleeping pants was low on his hips, almost to his knees.

"Oh dear," he exhaled as he laid his eyes upon you, his precious love, licking the tip of his member and rubbing his balls in your hand. "(Y/N), what-?"

Before he could continue his question, you slipped more of his member into your mouth, the taste of him on your tongue made you moan around him.

"Oh, please," Elijah whimpered, thrusting himself more into your mouth and sliding into your throat.

"Mmm," you moaned around him again, making him throw his head back against his pillow.

"(Y/N)," he repeated your name, his voice weak and broken.

"What you want, baby," you asked, slowly sliding your mouth off of him and wrapping your other hand around the lower part of his member, your grip firm, but not too firm, just how he liked it. "Tell me what you want."

You put your mouth back on him and began to slowly slid him back into your mouth, his tip going down your throat. When you couldn't fit anymore of him in your mouth, you began stroking the rest of him, and continued to fondle his balls.

"Oh, please," He whimpered again, lifting his head and looking back down to you, his eyes half open and half closed and his handsome face scrunched up in pleasure. "(Y/N), my love-" he cut himself as he let out another moan.

"Mmm," you moaned around him again before slowly pulling off of him, your mouth now wet with your saliva. "What you want, baby? I wanna know." You let go of his balls and used that hand to stroke the upper half of him, while the other one continued to stroke the lower half, your left over saliva helping you stroke him better. "You want me to keep jerking you off like this?"

"Uuh," He groaned.

His eyes began to droop more and more closed out of pleasure, but he tried to fight off the urge and keep his gaze on you. The sight of the noble, always put-together Mikaelson falling apart like this because of you made you wetter than you ever felt and you knew nothing could compare to this feeling.

As you continued to stroke him, you noticed his hips beginning to lift up every time your hands stroked up to his tip. The sight of his muscular hips thrusting up like that brought an idea to your mind and you decided to slow down your strokes, making sure he could be coherent enough to hear you.

"Elijah, honey," you said.

He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't. The pleasure was too much for him. Instead he nodded his head at you to let you know he was listening.

"Tell me,...you wanna fuck my mouth?"

Just the question alone made the original let another moan and he quickly nodded his head at you.

He raised his hands and gently unwrapped yours from around him, and you placed them next to his thighs. Taking his member in his hand, he gave his self a few strokes, keeping his gaze on you and you could tell by the renewed look in his eyes that he would not be gentle with you.

"Come here," he said, holding his self out to you, his tip pointing straight at your mouth. Instantly you leaned forward and took him in your mouth.

"More," you heard him say, before you felt his other hand at the back of your head, pushing your mouth further down on him, his tip already hitting your throat.

"Oh yes," he exhaled, lifting his hips and thrusting more of himself into your mouth, making you gag. "Take it all," he said, pulling out for a second then thrusting back in deeply, the action making you gag again and your eyes began to slightly water.

"You're such a slut," he told you, pulling back out. "Waking me up to fuck your mouth. How pathetic." He thrusted back in roughly, making you gag a little harder than before.

"Oh was that too much, dear," he asked, chuckling, tiredly. "Too bad."

He moved his hand from the back of your head to your cheek and moved his other hand to the other one, holding both sides of your face, while he was still deep down your throat.

"You ready, love," he asked you.

"Mm-hmm," you hummed around him, making him moan.

"Good," he said, then pulled halfway out. You took a deep breath, already knowing what he was about to do and getting wetter at the thought of it.

He thrusted back into your mouth, going into your throat, then pulled back out and repeated.

He began to roughly fuck your mouth, each thrust making you gag and moan around his member, making him let out moans and whimpers.

"Fuck, yes," he grunted, his grip on you getting tighter with each thrust. "You fucking whore. Just take it!" The speed of his thrusts suddenly increased and you could feel your saliva dripping from around the corners of your mouth and onto the bedsheets beneath you two.

"Is this what you wanted? For me to fuck your face like this?" You could see his legs beginning to tense and the rhythm of his thrusts were becoming out of control.

"You want me to come in your mouth, slut," he asked, his voice becoming more desperate and broken with each thrust.

"Mm-hmm," you hummed around him again, your mouth vibrating around him.

"Yes, yes, yes," he repeated as his hips suddenly had a mind of their own and began thrusting more wildly, his hands falling from your face and landing on the bed, as the pleasure overwhelmed him.

"Shit," he grunted, he finally stopped thrusting. His head fell back on his pillow as his cum began shooting down your throat.

Even though his hands were no longer on your face, holding you, you still held him in your mouth and tried to swallow as cum as you could.

"Oh," he moaned loudly, his body now melting into the mattress as his orgasm ran through him.

Slowly sliding your mouth off of him, you couldn't help but smile at the sight of your boyfriend being completely relaxed, his body no longer showing any stress or frustration like usual.

"What-" he paused, trying to speak through his post-orgasm hazed mind. "What was that?"

He lifted his head and looked at you with such love and adoration that you couldn't help the fire that began to spread in your core. Ignore it, you urged yourself. Not yet.

"What did I do," he stopped again, out of breath then continued, "to deserve such a wake up call like this?"

"What did you do," you crawled up his body, laying soft kisses on his stomach on the way up and grinned as his body twitched with each kiss. "You were born."

"What," he asked, confused.

Giggling, you kissed him on the mouth, then kissed his cheek. "Happy Birthday, Elijah."

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solitaryearthperson · 2 years

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Throuple Love

Summary: (Y/N) has feelings for both Hayley and Elijah, and doesn’t know that they have feelings for her as well.

(The reader is 18+ and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)

Y/N = Your Name

E/C = Eye Color

Hayley P.O.V.

I don’t know what to call it. Is it cheating? Not cheating? Technically, it can’t be cheating ‘cause I haven’t done anything yet. I mean, not yet. No, never. I don’t know. I can’t describe the things I feel for (Y/N). She makes me feel weird. Not in a bad way. A really good way.

It started a few months ago, after spending years trying to get the Mikaelson siblings back. (Y/N) was there to help me. She gave me and Hope comfort and security for all those years. She made me feel things I only felt a few times in my life; one of those times being with Elijah. I tried to ignore these feelings and only see her as a friend but it was so hard. Not being able to hold her like I really want to and cuddle with her like I want to, scared that she wouldn’t see me in that way.

Then when the family was back and we were all reunited, I thought seeing Elijah alive and well again would help me get over her, but I was wrong. I mean I do love Elijah, I really do, but I, somehow, also love (Y/N) at the same time.

I talked to a Elijah a few times about (Y/N) and how I felt about her. I was scared that he would think poorly of me. I felt like I was in a way cheating on him, but he surprisingly was okay with how I felt and even wanted to talk to (Y/N) about it (I think he might also have feelings for her too). I told him I agreed with talking to her, but I'm still not sure. I don’t want to confess my feelings for her and ruin our friendship, if she’s not interested in me.

Elijah P.O.V.

I wasn’t that surprised when Hayley told me about her hidden feelings for (Y/N). It didn’t really surprise me at all as I had noticed the tension between them not long after we came back. She had told me that (Y/N) had comforted and helped her during our time of being absent, and because of that, a strong friendship grew between them, but I knew from the moment I saw both of them together that it was more. Hayley wasn’t all that good at hiding her feelings for (Y/N) and neither was (Y/N). (Y/N) had a little more subtlety than Hayley, but what gave her true feelings away was her eyes. Her (E/C) eyes always looked at Hayley with so much adoration and love. Sometimes I’ve caught (Y/N) looking at me with a similar look as well. That also made me aware of my growing feelings for her too. I (like Hayley) thought at first I was being unfaithful for my growing attraction for (Y/N). I thought perhaps my attraction was purely physical, but unsurprisingly it wasn’t. For a human, she had a fascinating, and intelligent mind that I adored.

After talking with Hayley, we both made the decision to speak with (Y/N) about our feelings for her, and see if she reciprocates them. I already knew that she did, but I wanted to hear her say it, be absolutely sure if we are what she wants.

No P.O.V.

It was around 8 o’clock when (Y/N) came to the compound to have dinner with Elijah and Hayley. Hayley had called her the day before and invited (Y/N) over, telling her that they all needed to discuss something important with her. Just her. That’s what made (Y/N) worried and anxious about their meeting. Do they know? Maybe they do know? How would they know? she wondered. I thought I hid my feelings pretty well. Maybe it’s something else. (Y/N) tried her best to keep her distance and hide her growing feelings for the couple as long as she could. Whenever they entered a room, whether together or not, they always seemed to capture her attention and she could never look away from them. Elijah’s calm, sophisticated, and suave presence made it hard to look away from him and at the same time look at him. Hayley’s fierce, sassy, and comforting presence made it hard not to blush at her. They both had a dominating aura and it was hard to resist them. Well it’s hard for me to resist them, (Y/N) thought.

Entering the dining room, she was shocked to see the long table decorated with all assortments of fruit and flowers. This is a bit much, she noted, looking at a tall bottle of wine standing at the end of the table.

“(Y/N),” Elijah’s voice made her turn her attention away from the table to him and she lightly gasped. “Welcome,” he said with a handsome smile.

Even though suits are his usual attire, the suit he was wearing tonight made him look incredibly more handsome and suave than he usually does.

“Hey,” (Y/N) greeted back nervously.

“(Y/N), hey,” Hayley’s voice came from behind her, and she turned around to see the female hybrid in a gorgeous blue dress that hugged her slim figure perfectly. “Thanks for coming.”

They’re like fucking models, (Y/N) thought, trying to hide her attraction to them. “Uh,...it was no problem.”

Hayley nodded her head and walked past her to take a seat at the end of the table and Elijah quickly went to sit across from her. (Y/N) quickly noticed that the end seat was vacant and went ahead and sat down between the couple.

“Would you like some wine?” Elijah asked, grabbing the bottle.

“Um, sure,” she said. She watched as he opened the bottle and poured a nice amount of wine into a glass and handed it to her. “Thank you.”

“You are welcome, darling,” he said.

Darling? Did he just call me darling? Her (E/C) eyes widened and she looked over to Hayley to find that she also had wide eyes at Elijah. (Y/N) turned back to Elijah to find him smirking lightly, while pouring himself a glass of wine. What the hell are they up to?

Taking a deep breath,(Y/N) took a quick look at both of them and asked, “Why am I here?”

At the sudden question they both looked at each other and she could see that they were both having some type of silent conversation between each other.

Hayley was the one who left the silent conversation and turned to (Y/N) and asked, “Why do you think you’re here?”

“I-I don’t know,” (Y/n) stuttered out. “You told me you needed to discuss something important with me?”

“What do you think we want to discuss with you,” Elijah asked, taking a sip of his wine.

“I don’t know,” she felt as if they were goading her into a confession.

Elijah was quiet for a moment, looking at her intensely, making her begin to lightly sweat under his strong gaze and finally he responded: “I think you know why you’re here. You’re just extremely nervous about how we’ll feel about it.”

Those words made her heart stop and she wasn’t sure if the vampire or hybrid heard it or even cared. He knows! They both know! She quickly turned her head to Hayley and saw that she was already looking at her with a strange look in her eyes.

“Okay,” (Y/N) began, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice, “I...like you. Both of you. I don’t know why. I just do. And I’m sorry if I ever made you guys uncomfortable or-”

“I love you,” Hayley interrupted. “I have for a while. You’ve never made me uncomfortable. Ever.”

Before (Y/N) could respond to her, Elijah spoke first: “I love you, too. I’ve known about your feelings for a while now.”

(Y/N)’s eyebrows rose in surprise at Elijah’s response, and one glance at Hayley told her that she was also surprised at him.

“We want to know if you are interested in a relationship with us,” he told her.

(Y/N) looked at both of them, noticing Hayley looking at her with that same strange look she had never seen before. Love, (Y/N) wondered. She looked to Elijah and saw that the same look was in his eyes as well. Oh God, they really do love me.

“What do you mean a ‘relationship’? With...both of you?” (Y/N) asked. She wanted to be sure of what they were asking. “Like a...polyamorous relationship? With you two?”

“Yes, if that’s what you want,” Elijah said, looking to Hayley before looking back to (Y/N). “If it’s not, I understand. We both understand.”

Nodding her head, (Y/N) looked down at the table, thinking it over in her head. I do want them both. I have felt things for both of them for so long...And they both want me. They’re okay with this. All three of us in a relationship.

Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) looked at both of them and with a smile she said, “Yes, I want this. I want you both.”

At her acceptance, both Elijah and Hayley smiled widely, there already gorgeous faces became even more gorgeous and (Y/N) felt herself beginning to swoon at them, but tried to hide it.

“So, um, how ‘bout we eat as a...throuple then?” She asked, feeling her heart beat in excitement. We’re a... throuple, she told herself, smiling at the fact that she gets to be with the two people she has fallen in love with, and she doesn’t have to choose between them, or end a friendship. We’re together.

*I hope I did not offend any polyamorous people*

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wrenniebaby · 2 years

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prettykittycastle · 1 year

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Birthday Boy (Part 2)

Summary: Your second gift for Elijah is giving him a night of pleasure.

(The reader is AFAB, but gender-neutral and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)

(Content Warning: Pussy eating, Multiple orgasms, Rough sex, a little dirty talk, missionary, hand on throat but not choking, & a little bit of cum eating)

"My love," Elijah began, his voice dropping a tone lower as he looked down at you, his brown eyes glued to the sight of your already wet pussy. "You spoil me." He began taking off his suit jacket, his eyes not leaving you at all.

"No, you spoil me," you told him, spreading your legs even wider for him, inviting him to taste. "I'm just returning it to my birthday boy."

"A wonderful birthday, indeed," He started to loosen his tie, his fingers hurrying to take it off.

After waking him up with a little birthday head, you decided to start his birthday off first with fixing his favorite breakfast. You then took him to the movies to watch a new film that you noticed he was surprisingly interested in. Elijah tended to not really be interested in many shows or movies, preferring books mostly. The few times he is interested in a movie or show, then it must be really good. The day before you made sure to have his family (mainly Klaus) agree to not bother him with anything. It was hard but it was worth it to see your handsome man finally be unbothered and calm all day. After that you took him out to eat at his favorite restaurant in New Orleans and bought him his favorite dish. Elijah, the gentleman that he is, tried to pay for it, but you insisted that you would, wanting to continue spoiling him. After you left the restaurant, you and him went back to your place much to his confusion as you had begun spending more and more nights at the compound, but he agreed to it. The minute you two stepped through the door, you were on him. Running your fingers through his soft hair, you kissed him with such intensity and passion that for a second his mind went blank and the only thing he could think of was your lips. When you pulled away and began making your way to your room, he finally gathered his mind and followed after you, an erection already growing inside his dress pants. When you two finally entered your room, immediately you both began undressing.

"You can do what you want, birthday boy," you moved your hand to your pussy and spread your lower lips open for him. "Pussy's all yours."

A sudden feral look came over Elijah's face and before you knew it, he ripped his own shirt open, causing the buttons to fly everywhere, and threw it on the floor.

"Pussy's mine, is it?" He asked, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to the edge of the bed, and got down on his knees.

Whining at the sudden pull, you grabbed the bedsheets beside your body and looked up at Elijah, readying yourself for him.

"I love you," he told you. The statement made you smile and you would have happily said it back, but before you could, Elijah had already lowered his head and spread your lips open.

"Such a beautiful pussy," he said lowly. He licked up your center, gathering all of your wetness on his tongue, moaning while doing it. When he got to your clit, he quickly began flicking his tongue against it, the little bud becoming more sensitive with each flick.

"Oh my god," You moaned. The feeling of his tongue against you was too strong and you began lifting and jerking your hips against his mouth.

"Sweetheart, behave yourself," he told you, before going back and flicking it some more.

The taste of you and your wetness on his tongue was so good to him and he wanted more of it. Still moving his tongue against your clit, he placed one hand on your leg, holding it down to the bed, and placed his other hand on your other leg, doing the same thing. When he saw that he had a good hold of you, he slowly moved his tongue down to your entrance.

"Elijah," you cried, wiggling in his grip, your grip on the bedsheets getting tighter and tighter.

Tightening his hold on you, he inserted his tongue into your entrance, flicking the tip of the muscle inside of you, more of your juices gathering on his tongue.

"Oh fuck, yes," you moaned, an intense fire was beginning to build inside of you and the intensity made you wiggle even more. "Elijah, don't stop!"

He could sense by your moans and your words that you were getting close to cumming and the thought of you cumming on his tongue made him decide to let go of one of your legs and move his hand. Keeping his flicking tongue inside of you, he brought his hand to your clit and began gently rubbing it with his thumb.

"Oh, Elijah," you cried, moving your hips against his mouth and hand. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum."

The combination of it was too good and the fire inside of you grew too intense too quickly. You moved your hips faster and faster against him.

Ready to taste your cum, Elijah began rubbing harder on your clit, his gentleness completely gone. "Cum," he said with his tongue still in you.

It didn't matter if you understood him or not, because before you knew it, you let out a scream as you began cumming, your hips still moving of their own volition, your orgasm too strong and almost rendering you breathless.

Grabbing your hips with both hands again, he held them down, and began fucking his tongue into you, the taste of your cum driving him wild.

"Elijah, please," You cried, finally letting go of the bedsheets and began nudging his head away from you. "Too much."

With one last plunge into you with his tongue, he let go of your legs and stood up. Looking up at him with glazed eyes you could see that his gorgeous face was covered in your juices and he still had that feral look upon his face.

"My love," he began running one of his hands over his mouth, wiping away some of your juices, the sight almost making you breathless again. "you are too good to me."

You tried to catch your breath and let your body relax a little before you both continue, but that feral look in his eyes and the sight of your pussy juice on his face caused your pussy to start throbbing again.

"You gonna fuck me or what, birthday boy," you teased him, bringing your hand down to your pussy, running your fingers through your left over wetness.

A small growl left his mouth and he quickly grabbed your hand and moved it away, while his other hand began unbuckling and unzipping his pants.

"This what you want, baby girl," he asked, dropping his pants and taking out his member, lightly tapping it on your pussy lips, the action making you jump as you were still sensitive.

"Put it in me," you lifted and spread your legs wider for him. "Please."

Not wasting a second, he slowly inserted himself into you, his girth slightly stretching you out, but you didn't care, enjoying the small burn it made. With each inch that entered you, you let out a gasp at how full he made you, until he was finally balls deep inside.

"(Y/N)," he moaned, closing his eyes, not moving. The feel of your warm walls combined with your wetness almost made him cum.

You wanted to respond back to him, but the fullness of him was just too good and you were speechless.

Slowly, he began pulling out of you, almost all the way and leaving just the tip inside of you. Automatically your walls squeezed around him wanting him to stay.

"Oh," he moaned, thrusting back into you.

The thrust forced a gasp out of you and you grabbed onto the bedsheets, bracing yourself for him and the roughness you were sure was coming.

His thrusts began to gradually increase, his member hitting that special spot inside of you over and over again forcing more moans and gasps out of you.

"Right there, Elijah, right there," you yelled, feeling that same fire begin growing quickly inside of you. You tried to lift your hips to meet his thrusts, but they were going too fast.

Still thrusting, he reached down and rubbed your clit with his thumb again, keeping his eyes on your face to see the pleasure he was bringing you.

"Yes! I'm cumming," you yelled, closing your eyes from the intensity of your second organism. "Oh fuck, Elijah!" Your whole body was shaking and you wouldn't let go of the bedsheets.

His thrusts didn't stop, in fact they increased. Your sensitive walls squeezing him so tightly drove him into a frenzy and he lifted one of your legs onto his shoulder, bent his body over you and began pounding into you, hitting the special spot each time. Your moans and cries combined with your increased wetness made him more feral than before.

"Shit," you yelled, another more intense fire burning inside you quickly becoming too much. "Oh my god!"

He placed his hand around your throat, not squeezing, but just holding you there and looked you in the eyes. "Cum for me," he demanded.

Your body quickly followed his demand and soon your walls were squeezing him again as a third organism, more powerful than the others, ran through your body. You couldn't say anything as the orgasm knocked you speechless and breathless.

"Where do you want it," you heard Elijah say. Your mind was fuzzy for a long moment and it wasn't till your speech and ability to breath came back to you that you looked up to see Elijah's face scrunched up in intense pleasure and you could feel that his thrusts had lost their rhythm and was now wild.

"On my pussy," you told him out of breath, laying your head back.

Feeling his self getting close, he quickly pulled out and roughly ran his hand up and down himself for a few seconds before finally shooting his cum onto you.

"Uhh," he groaned as he continued to jerk ropes of cum out of himself and onto your skin. "(Y/N)."

"Yeah," you responded looking at him as he finally stopped jerking himself, no more cum left in him, and he looked down at you. The feral-ness was now gone from his eyes and they were now filled with love and adoration for you.

"I love you so much," he told you, breathing deeply.

With a smile, you looked back at him with the same amount of love and adoration he had and reached down to where his cum landed, and scooped some on your pointer finger.

"I love you too, baby," you replied, bringing your finger up to your mouth and licking his cum off your finger.

The feral-ness came back to his face and you smirked, knowing that this will be a long night of pleasure.

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solitaryearthperson · 8 months

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The Originals/TVD Masterlist

*Series have 3 or more parts to them*

Imagine

Klaus Mikaelson

Sunshine & Rainbows - Klaus and reader spend the mid-afternoon having a deep discussion about his family and their relationship.

I’m so lucky - The reader comes back to the compound to find an angry Klaus waiting for her.

Elijah Mikaelson

Night Talk - After another argument with his brother, Elijah takes a walk to cool off and meets a mysterious woman.

Throuple Love - (Y/N) has feelings for both Hayley and Elijah, and doesn’t know that they have feelings for her as well.

Broken Promise - The reader is in danger and Elijah has no other choice but to protect them through compulsion.

Freya Mikaelson

Your Name - At another of the Mikaelsons’ balls, Freya notices a mysterious woman and gets to know her.

Somewhere (Sequel to Your Name) - While having a drink, Freya meets the mystery woman again.

Hayley Marshall

Broken Heart - The reader and Hayley are in a relationship and she wants Hayley to choose between her and Elijah.

Throuple Love - (Y/N) has feelings for both Hayley and Elijah and doesn’t know that they have feelings for her as well.

Series

More to come....

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Broken Promise

Summary: The reader is in danger and Elijah has no other choice but to protect them through compulsion.

(The reader is 18+ and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)

"You should watch your back, Elijah. Your love is quite a sight. It'd be a shame if something happened to them."

That was the last thing the vampire said to Elijah before his heart was ripped out. Even though the vampire is now dead, he knew that that threat was not empty.

"It'd be a shame if something happened to them."

Those words kept echoing in his mind, haunting him. I promised them, He reminded himself. I promised them and I failed.

He promised you and himself that he would never put you in any sort of danger. He promised to protect you from his family, his family's enemies, and anyone else he feared might bring harm to you.

I could hide them, he thought, his mind trying to think of ways that he could protect you now. No one would be able to harm them.

The idea seemed appealing but he knew that it wouldn't work. He had already took many precautions to try to keep you as far away from the sights of his enemies and yet they still found out about you. I thought this could be different. I could be different. His cold, undead heart felt like it was gonna break into a million pieces as thoughts continued to run through his mind. He already knew what he had to do. It was a decision he had been dreading since the day he met you and realized you were the one for him. As someone who was not religious, he suddenly found himself praying to whoever to find other ways to protect you that didn’t involve this, but nothing came to him, at least nothing that would keep you happy and healthy and living a good life.

“I must do it,” he told himself, pulling out his handkerchief and wiping the vampire’s blood off of his hand.

“I must protect my love,” wiping off the last of it, he placed his handkerchief back into his pocket and left to go to you.

“Elijah,” you yelled his name from the kitchen, hearing the opening and closing of your front door.

When you didn’t hear any response from him, you dropped the dishes you were washing and placed them in the sink, before turning and leaving the kitchen.

“ ‘Lijah,” you called again, walking to the front door to find him standing in the foyer, still not responding.

“ ‘Lijah, what’s up,” you asked, walking up to him. As you got closer, you saw that his usual chocolate brown eyes were glassy and they were looking at you with so much emotion that the sight made you stop your footsteps in shock. “ ‘Lijah, what’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry, my love,” he apologized, his voice trembling. He quickly came forward and wrapped his arms around you, placing your head onto his chest.

“What’s wrong, ‘Lijah? Why’re you sorry?” you asked trying to pull away and look at him, but he continued to hold you against him.

“I broke my promise to you.”

He didn’t have to say anything else. You knew what he meant and you instantly felt your own heart breaking at what that meant.

“Elijah, it’s going to be alright,” you tried to tell him, hoping to change his mind, but you knew that his mind was already made up. After you two had confessed your love to each other for the first time, he made the promise to always protect you from anything and anyone. He had told you about his past lovers and the terrible fates that met them and you assured him that that would never happen to you and you were going to stick by his side. “I’m going to be alright.”

A sniffle was your only response and you finally were able to pull back from him and see that a tear was rolling down his face.

“Elijah, please,” you pleaded, grabbing his face and looking into his eyes, seeing the sadness, fear, and defeat in them. “Please, I can take care of myself.”

“(Y/N),” he said, his sad, brown eyes becoming dilated as his compulsion began. “I have put you in danger and I am sorry. I promised to protect you and I failed. You will not remember me or our relationship. You will not remember anything of our love.” Another tear rolled down his face as he saw your (E/C) eyes were glazed over under his compulsion. “When I have gotten rid of the enemy and can guarantee your safety, I will lift the compulsion and you will remember me. Until then, my love,...I’m sorry.” He placed a kiss on your head and let you go.

Before he could see your eyes go back to normal, he turned and quickly left your home, his mind coming up with different ideas of what he was going to do the enemy who chose to threaten your life.

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Night Talk

Summary: After another argument with his brother, Elijah takes a walk to cool off and meets a mysterious woman

(The reader is 18+ and uses she/her pronouns. I wrote this imagining the reader as a woman of color.)

Elijah was furious. You could see it by the way he walked and the tenseness of his body. His large form was always somewhat tense-looking in his usual suited attire, but now he was extremely rigid and stiff, like a building. He was pissed off beyond belief.

He could feel his blood boiling and his fists kept clenching and unclenching, wanting, craving some kind of violence. He wanted to hurt something or someone, more specifically his brother, Klaus. He could feel the veins beginning to show upon his face and he quickly willed them away. He was in public and didn’t want to scare anyone.

Another scheme, another death, more enemies, he thought, clenching and unclenching. Why must you be this way, brother?

He didn’t know where he was walking to. He walked past all of the bars in the quarter, even Rousseau’s, not wanting to burden Cami with another of his family’s troubles. Niklaus does that enough, he mentally grumbled.

He looked up to the dark night sky and sighed as he spotted the half moon. Am I wasting my time with Niklaus, he wondered. He stared at the moon, deep in thought for so long that he didn’t notice that he wasn’t alone.

“It’s really pretty, right,” a voice asked him.

The voice brought him back from his thinking and he turned his head to the left and saw sitting on a bench a few feet from him, was a woman. She was looking at him with beautiful (E/C) eyes and a shy smile.

“Right,” he exhaled after a silent moment, caught off guard by her beauty. “It is.”

It took him a second to realize where he was. A park not that far from the cemetery. He rarely ever came around this area, wanting to respect and not disturb the witches of the city and their ancestors.

“Something about it...it’s so calming,” the woman continued, looking away from him and up to the sky.

“Yes, it is quite relaxing,” he agreed with her. He put his clenched fists in his pockets and slowed down his breathing, before making his way to her. Hopefully my face is fine, he thought sitting down next to her.

They sat in comfortable silence for a minute, looking up at the moon before she spoke again. “Has it calmed you down?”

“Excuse me?”

“The moon. It’s calmed you down, right? You were really pissed off over there. I’m just making sure you’re okay. I don’t wanna be around an angry vampire.”

Surprised at what she said, Elijah looked at her speechless, before quickly schooling his features into the usual calm and neutral expression he usually wore in front of people he didn’t know or didn’t trust. “What makes you think I’m a vampire?”

“Are you serious?” the woman asked, eyebrows raised in disbelief at his question. She raised her hand and pointed at his body, “The whole dark and mysterious man walking at night in a black suit and looking up at the moon?”

He couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at what she said. “I guess I do look suspicious, don’t I?”

“You could be either a vampire or a serial killer?...and this is New Orleans, so the most likely choice is vampire.”

Impressed by her deduction skills, he nodded his head and let go of some of the neutrality from his face, showing her such a handsome smile, that even in the dark the woman couldn’t help but be mesmerized by it for a second. “You are correct, miss...”

“(Y/N),” she introduced herself, giving him her hand for a handshake. “And you’re Elijah, right?”

Once again, impressed by the woman, he gently held her hand and instead of shaking it like she intended him to do, he placed a sensual kiss on the back of it, making her heart begin to beat faster and making her face feel hot.

“How do you know who I am, (Y/N),” he asked lifting his head from her hand, and looking into her eyes. “You seem to already know who I am-”

“You’re the only original...hell, only vampire that wears a suit constantly and looks and walks with suave and class. It’s not that hard to recognize you even if we’ve never met before.”

Nodding his head at her, he let go of her hand and looked back up at the moon, trying his best not to show that her intelligence was impressing him and making him slightly blush. “You know of my family,.. so you know of my brother, Niklaus?”

“Definitely,” she answered quickly, “I’m sure plenty of people in the Quarter know about him. He makes himself veeerrry known.”

It was from there that they began having the weirdest and yet fascinating conversation that Elijah had had in a while, especially with someone who wasn’t trying to murder him and his family. (Y/N) didn’t reveal that much about herself to him, only telling him that she had been in New Orleans for a long while and had family there. Elijah didn’t mind this though. All he wanted was to hear her voice and look at her beautiful face.

"What made you so mad anyway?" (Y/N) asked him, squinting her eyes at him in curiosity.

Elijah let out a sigh at the question, hating to think about his brother, and how he has to return to see him again. “Niklaus,” was all he said.

“Oh,” she nodded her head in understanding, looking at him in amusement. “I’ve heard you and your family fight a lot...like a lot-lot.”

“Yes. I caught him in the middle of devising another scheme that will most definitely end in countless bloodshed. His scheming never ends.”

“I’m sorry.”

He turned his head towards her and saw her (E/C) eyes looking at him with sympathy, and he felt himself beginning to blush again. Beautiful, he thought, quickly turning his gaze back to the moon, hoping she didn’t notice his blushing.

“It’s quite alright, (Y/N). I’ve dealt with him for a long time now. I’ve gotten quite used to it by now. Tonight, my patience had become thin, thinner than it usually is with him.”

“Sorry, your brother’s been an asshole for so long. Thankfully your other siblings’ not like that, right?”

“Yeah,” Elijah chuckled. He suddenly thought about Kol, Rebekah, and Freya and how they were back at the compound and have no other choice but to deal with Klaus and his wrath after their argument. Then his mind went to Hayley and Hope and how they would probably be in another room somewhere, probably Hope’s room, trying to ignore the yelling and arguing of his siblings. If I’m gone any longer, there’ll be absolute chaos, he realized. He looked back to the woman beside him and saw that she was still looking at him. Her gaze made him blush harder, but he ignored it and stood up from the bench.

“I’m terribly sorry (Y/N), but I must leave,” he apologized, straightening his suit and checking for any dirt from the bench. “I fear my siblings will not last long without me there.”

“That’s alright,” she smiled up at him. “It was nice talking to you, Elijah.”

“It was nice talking to you as well, (Y/N),” he told her. He noticed that she was still sitting down and frowned. “Would you like me to walk you home? I hate to leave you here by your lonesome.”

“I’m good. I can take care of myself. You get home to your siblings. Hopefully we’ll meet again.”

“Hopefully.” He smiled at her one last time, before turning around and leaving the park. The whole way back to the compound he kept thinking about (Y/N) and wondered if he would ever see her again. He really hoped he would.

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