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shesaiditwaslikemagic · 2 years

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𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 | 𝐋𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳𝐦𝐚𝐧

“Hmm, you wanna find somebody you trust and lay low

But it seems they all on the same mission

You wanna find somebody you trust and lay low

But can't stand the heat of my love, then stay out the kitchen”

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pairing: lizzie saltzman x black!male!reader , platonic!josie saltzman x reader , platonic!hope mikaelson x reader , [etc]…

summary: if anyone told lizzie saltzman that she’d find an amazing man as her lover, she’d most likely tell josie to burn their hair off, because she’d never believe them if they did only tell the truth.

The summer’s day had most of the students that stayed at school enjoy a cookout by the lake, wanting to enjoy the freedom they had until school started back up again. Kaleb and Jed were to handle making the food, whilst Lizzie, Josie, and Mg handled the lights and music. You, Penelope, Jade, and Hope were currently just getting back from town after they were assigned to bring drinks - since they were older than the others - and grab the spare tables from behind the greenhouse.

Alaric was not to be disturbed in his office, finishing up any reports he didn’t have time to do.

“What good are you if you can’t even bring the drinks on time?”

“My bad, Liz. We had to stop for gas and Penelope was trapped in the chip aisle.” Jade informed the blonde as she lifted the ice chest with ease, setting it down on the lawn where Mg told them to.

Penelope huffed. “They didn’t have the chips I liked- was I supposed to abandon from my mission for Pringles?”

“I will buy you Pringles the next time we’re out.” Jade reasoned.

“But that’s going to take too long!” The raven-haired girl whined, causing Josie to giggle at her girlfriend and tug her to one of the tables. Lizzie rolled her eyes playfully before telling Jade to help her set out some chairs.

“Thanks for tagging along, Y/n. I know you’d rather be in your room than here.” Hope sighed as you helped bring another ice chest down from the back of your truck. “You planning on sticking around?”

“Maybe, parties aren’t really my thing.” You mumbled, opening up a new pack of Smirnoff’s.

Hope smirked. “Right. Playing video games and reading Sci-Fi novels are, correct?”

“If you’re asking that then you must not really know me, Mikaelson.” You quipped back, your lips forming a teasing grin before pouring the pack of drinks into the remaining ice chest and Hope pouring whatever ice was left from the bags you bought at the stores.

It was the friendly banter you two would do everyday. Hope was finally getting back to normalcy after suffering from the loss of Landon and turning her humanity off, which included moving past all the things she did. Like hurting her friends, which she did not enjoy one bit. You had been friends since the start of school and have been close ever since, because even with her humanity off she still cared about you.

That’s how you knew she’d turn it back on one day.

“I think I know more about you then you do yourself. Like, the fact that you have a major crush on Lizzie Saltzman hasn’t died down yet-” She yelped as a few ice chips brushed against her skin, the coldness giving her goosebumps.

“Very funny- you wet my shirt!”

“Weren’t you planning on changing anyways? I did you a favor!”

You chuckled and dodged her rough slaps to your chest, the both of you running inside in laughter. Lizzie watched the scene with a small smile, enjoying the sound of your laughter as you disappeared into the Boarding School with Hope on your tail.

“And can you feel the love tonight…” Lizzie turned to her twin, hearing her sing from where she was hanging up one of the lights with Penelope holding the ladder.

“Joz,”

“It is where we are…” She continued singing, ignoring her twin.

“Josie, I mean it.”

“It’s enough for this wide-eyed wanderer…”

“You’re a nuisance, did you know that?” Lizzie scoffed in annoyance, but a blushing smile on her face.

Josie made her way down, shrugging her shoulders. “It’s love, sister. You’ve been crushing for way too long and maybe this’ll be the night everything changes? It’s summer. Two months filled with so many opportunities!”

“Pipe down. I don’t even know if he’s with anyone or talking to someone- maybe he’s not looking for anyone right now.”

“You’re joking, right?” Penelope raised a brow. “Please tell me-”

“Of course she’s joking! Lizzie- you don’t see the way he looks at you when you don’t notice. Y/n adores you and will say ‘yes’ if you ask him out.”

“Yeah,” Penelope nodded. “And I’d do it fast before else swoops in first wearing-”

“Hot bikinis,” Lizzie breathed out, terror in her voice.

“Pen, don’t scare her!” Josie scolded, ushering her girlfriend away before grabbing ahold of her twin’s hand and leading her towards the dock. “Look at it like this. Y/n is a very patient person, but that doesn’t mean he’ll wait for long. This is the same person who held us when Jo passed away and also the same guy who gave us our twin necklaces so we’d find one another wherever we are. Liz, this is the same guy who pummeled Connor to the ground for you during our Wickery games! So please tell me you believe when I say Y/n L/n would do anything to please you.” They stopped just at the end of the dock, looking over the vast reflections of forests on the other side of the lake.

“I’m not sure, Joz.” Lizzie shook her head, glancing over to her sister. “I’ve never been so great at keeping people.”

“You have me.”

Lizzie smiled, letting out a slow chuckle. “But I’ve always had you.”

“Yeah, and you still have me.” Josie stated firmly, her arm entwining with Lizzie’s in a loop. “I’ll give you a nudge and he’ll be there to catch you. Promise you’ll try?”

“I promise. Let’s get this party started.”

Once everything was settled in and the partygoers began to show, the party was in full motion within the first 20 minutes of arrival. Kaleb and Jed had fired up the grill, cooking various of meats and vegetables as Mg provided blood packets for the thirsty vampires.

Adrenaline was pumping through Lizzie’s veins as the pumping of music filled her ears, having a few shots with Penelope that was making her system buzz already. She might be a heretic, but alcohol has always had a way with her. Whether it was one shot or a few.

“Liz, we’re running out of limes. Could you grab some from the kitchen?” Jade told the blonde, who nodded and threw a ‘thumbs-up’ before pushing past the various teens dancing the summer night away.

Stepping into the porcelain kitchen, she froze at your seated figure. Your back was faced to her with a drink in your hand, although it looked like you hadn’t even opened it since you hated the stench of alcohol.

You had an abusive stepfather who despised you and basically left you at the front steps of the Boarding School. It was the same day you were greeted by Alaric, who came to find out you were a Werewolf-Vampire hybrid. You were traumatized and a loner until you became friends with Hope and the twins. You never spoke much when people asked you questions about your past and didn’t like attending social gatherings.

Hell, you barely ever made it to the morning assemblies.

Lizzie began to feel towards you when you didn’t freak out during one of her breakdowns. You were in the library, reading your favorite Shakespeare textbook when some students were talking bad to her and she freaked out. You were young back then, all of you were. Lizzie trusted you with her secret breakdowns and you trusted her with knowledge about your family.

“Drinking alone is never a good look on you.”

Your body turned to the doorway, seeing Lizzie hesitate but to move closer to where you were seated and leaned against the island table.

You shook your head, scooting the alcohol bottle away. “I never liked drinking anyways. The taste leaves a bad smell in my mouth.”

“That’s okay. Not everyone likes the same thing.” She assured.

“Yeah. Thanks, Liz.” You smiled at the blonde, making her stomach flutter in excitement. You were the only one who could do that to her, not like her old lovers did.

“Not enjoying the party or here for somethin’?”

She broke from her thoughts. “I came here looking for more limes for shots. Penny is going kinda stir crazy with the body shots and Josie ain’t better.”

“I think I saw some in the fridge. I’ll walk out with you.” You offered the blonde beauty, making her nod and move to find the limes where you said they’d be.

Finally finding the limes, she stepped back to close the fridge. But what she didn’t notice was you standing behind her, hands being placed on her hips when she had turned around with her own hands resting against your chest. You hadn’t mean to be so close to her, but at the same time, you planned this.

Lizzie was the most beautiful girl you had ever seen. If anyone said otherwise and they’d be dead to you. The way her chest moved up and down when she breathed so carelessly had you reeling and the way her hands rubbed against your chest was a brand new feeling that you wanted more of. You were quite tall and a bit more muscular, basically towering over her figure in your style of clothing she always found comforting and cozy. You never dressed to impress, you dressed for yourself. You were a humble person, always offering help wherever you could and being the shoulder to cry on when people had a hard time. Being the protective one who’d stick his neck out for his friends, who were now basically family.

There were so many things to describe you, but to Lizzie, it would take a lifetime. You were the only one she wanted.

That’s why it only took a second for her to connect her lips to your plump ones, her arms now tangled around your neck with one hand running through your buzzcut of thin hair.

You kissed her back with just as much want. The limes dropping from her hands and onto the floor, forgotten and forgettable.

“Yo, Liz! What’s taking so long with those limes, man- Oh!”

Lizzie and you pulled away quickly, stuttering over your words as Penelope drunkenly cackled from the doorway, attempting to keep herself upright by leaning against the wall.

“I fuckin’ knew it- Mikaelson, you owe me thirty dollars!” The raven-haired girl shouted towards outside.

“Penny!” Lizzie scolded.

She drunk girl straightened out and gave a lazy salute towards you and the blonde twin. “Sorry for disturbing the peace,” and rushed outside where the party was still going, the gentle beats of a familiar song they all knew beginning to play just after Penelope’s departure.

You sighed. “Um- I really-”

“So I really like you- I’m sorry!” Lizzie blabbered out.

“No, no! It’s okay. That’s- Thats awesome. I mean nice, it’s really nice. I- I like you too, Liz.” You stuttered, your small goofy smile beginning to shine through your nervous features and Lizzie couldn’t help but cup your cheeks and bring you forth for a small peck.

“That’s good,” she breathed out. “I really thought you’d reject me.”

Letting out a small huff, you shook your head. “Other people must be pretty stupid to reject such a girl like yourself. But it’s okay, I was expecting rejection as well.” Lizzie smiled softly as your forehead leaned against hers.

“You, you got me, got me,”

Turning her gaze to the windows where the party was still going and drunken teenagers were still partying like no tomorrow, she didn’t really feel like having to push her way through the madness of a summer party. Sure, she wanted to join her friends and enjoy her summer day, but their was hesitation written all over her face as she thought about it.

You tilted your head. “You wanna go back out and join em’?”

Lizzie shook her head, a smile gracing her features once more.

“No, I’d rather stay here with you.”

“One strong lover, no I,”

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philtatosbuck · 4 months

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so since none of the mikealsons should have had kids does that mean u think they r all bad parents

I don't think they'd be bad parents in the way that their parents were. I don't think they'd be physically abusive or hide affairs or shit like that and I don't think they'd really sanitize all that they've done after the kids reach a certain age but also

I think there is a reason they only ever adopted one child, and it was the most selfish of them who did it, while Mikael was alive. They knew the risks of adding a child to their lifestyle and it was not worth it for most of them.

Now, post Mikael's death, they still have a shit ton of enemies and the thing about Hope is that when Elijah found out about her, he used it as an opportunity to unite the family and start over and redeem Klaus which is a problem in itself and putting too much pressure on a kid.

It's not that I think they'd all be bad parents. It's that I think the risks of being a Mikaelson child outweigh the pros until they reach the age in which they can defend themselves and that might result in them coddling the hell out of those kids.

As far as their personal parenting, I think any child they raised would be a spoiled ass brat if raised solely by them. They also take a communal raising type beat approach and all those different parenting styles. I also think they'd overwhelm the other parent a lot with how involved with each other they are.

I don't think any Mikaelson should be a parent to a newborn child on their own without outside influences, basically.

One thing I don't agree with is people blindly following the narrative that they all just stopped fucking with Hope once Klaus, Hayley and Elijah died. Obviously, it was a case of the actors not being available, and they somehow just decided the whole family said fuck Hope, but that makes... no sense, lmfao.

Freya spent like six years raising her with Hayley, Marcel and Kol are shown to be very involved in her life, and Davina and Rebekah have shown up for her consistently prior to Legacies. If anything, any one of the Mikaelsons would have heard about all the shit going on at the school and taken her out. You have to be looking at it in the worst faith possible to truly think they would all up and abandon her for no reason. There were different ways they could've made up for the lack of Mikaelsons and they just went the laziest route, lmfao.

#although the idea of them all raising hope together and creating daddy's lil monster is extremely funny #the mikaelsons #hope mikaelson #so long story short.#they aren't GREAT parents. i think they'd be mediocre parents to be real #not bad not great #but the kids would love it anyway because they aren't wanting for shit so???#anti legacies #yeah #i'll always take a chance to get on the mikaelsons' asses #but them all forgetting hope and never speaking to her?? that's... that's ooc as fuck #especially where davina marcel and keelin are involved

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bibridlizzie · 2 years

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Thinking about the fact that Hope has always thought she's a mistake, how she feels like she has to earn the fact that she's alive and be so good just to be worth her parents sacrifice, how she thinks that making mistakes means she's not living up to that. How even her name is a source of pressure, how she can never escape it. Because she's supposed to be the miracle child, because she's supposed to be better because they all wanted that for her. Because they died for her and if she's not good enough then what was it for? She has all this guilt and she feels like she has to at least do what she can to be better to make it a little more worth it, to live up to this impossible standard bc even if that's not what they wanted for her, it's what their words put in her head. And I think, by the end, she's finally starting to feel worth what they gave up for her but it's still so much. And putting on top of that the fact that she is kind of at fault for their deaths and it's like. okay.

#anyway #its just so much like my god.#and like i know rhat hope was a kid who missed her dad which is what led to all of that but at the end of the day there's a good chance #they might be alive if it wasnt for her. so ofc she feels overwhelmingly guilty #hope mikaelson #legacies #the originals

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kor-ee-an-door · 2 years

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Honestly at this point I have given up trying to find logic in the TVD Universe, but! Aren't these kids supposed to be graduating? Like, is anyone there entering exams, let alone taking the SATs? What's the plan for after school?

I feel like the creative team keeps on building these big evils they have to battle all the time and they've kind of forgotten that these kids are...still teenagers. They have school and normal issues too, the whole point of the Salvatore School is to give them a chance at a normal life and that's supposed to mean they should move on.

#also...like if the college admission rate is 0% i wouldn't send my kid there #legacies #i saw somewhere that hope's 19 now and i know she must've lost like 2 years between mourning her family and the whole malivore thing (maybe #but im not sure it still adds up they should be in college now #if there's going to be a new season they need to start out of the school #hope mikaelson #landon kirby #i think lizzie and josie are a year younger officially? not so sure of that now tbh

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fandoms--fluff · 3 months

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You'll See When We Get There

Older Mikaelson sister reader x Hope Mikaelson

Summary: You take your little sister to the American Girl store in Houston.

Warnings: None

A/n: I've loved American Girl since I was a child and I really wanted to write this.

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Ever since you introduced Hope to American Girl dolls, she's loved them. You got her one for Christmas four years ago, one of the truly me ones that looks like her. And the nine-year-old is attached to it, to say the least. She takes the doll basically everywhere and plays with her with all the doll things she's gotten over the years. She also convinces you to play with her, and you love it and how her face lights up with excitement every time you agree.

She's also gotten Uncle Kol and Aunt Rebekah to play with her sometimes. And once actually got Uncle Elijah to play with her as well after a lot of begging him and you helping her until he complied.

You got her the one for Christmas because of how she loves your own Felicity doll that you got in the 90s when she came out. That's what you play with, her and your dolls together.

Hayley always smiles as she watches you and Hope play, knowing you don't have to, but you do.

It's got you thinking about how, even though she loves the dolls, she's never been to an American Girl store before. So that's how you came up with your plan to surprise your little sister.

You talked to Hayley and your dad about it, taking Hope on a road trip to Houston, Texas, and surprising her with going to the AG store. It's the closest store to you guys, so you wanted it to be a big surprise and everything. They agreed quickly, knowing Hope had been talking about wanting to go to the store for a long time.

"Hey, Hope" You smile, walking into her bedroom after setting down a bag in the doorway. She's sitting on the floor, her doll sitting in a chair, and doll food is set up on the purple table. A miniature fork in her hand, pretending to feed her.

"Hi!" She grins. You walk over and crouch down next to her. "I have a surprise for you," You tell her. "But, first you need to pack a bag."

"Why?" She asks, clearly excited about the surprise.

"We're going on a road trip, just you and me. And when we get there, you'll see the surprise" You run your hand through her hair before standing up. She follows and starts packing a bag with you.

Once you guys are finished, you zip up the yellow bag and swing it over your shoulder, picking up your own bag as well. She looks back across the room.

"Can I bring my doll?" She asks, not wanting to leave her here all alone. She knows that Mommy and Daddy will be here, and some of her aunts and uncles, but still.

"Of course you can" You nod over for her to grab her. The doll is wearing a lilac dress, with matching shoes and bandana. She lifts the doll into her arms and follows you down the stairs, into the living room.

"You guys are heading out?" Hayley asks. "Yeah, I want us to get there before dark" You answer her.

"Do you know where we're going, Mommy?" Hope looks up at Hayley.

"Sorry, baby, I can't say, it's a surprise" She kisses the nine-year-old's forehead. "Okay," She sighs dramatically, making you chuckle.

"Bye Mommy, bye Daddy" She hugs them before you guys walk out to your car. You put your guys' two bags in the trunk. There's also another bag with snacks and juice boxes you already put in the front seat beforehand.

She climbs into her booster seat and buckles herself up as you start the car.

During the almost six-hour drive to the hotel, you and Hope munched on snacks and listened to Disney music.

Once you got there, it was almost seven and you were both tired and hungry. You parked the car in the hotel parking lot.

"Okay, we're going to check in, and put our bags in the room, then we can go get dinner" You turn to look at Hope.

"Okay. Can we get pizza?" She asks. "You read my mind" you chuckle, making her smile brighten.

You guys walk down the street to a pizza factory after dropping the bags and Hope's doll in the room. She didn't want to get it dirty, so it was easy to persuade her to not bring it for once. But you didn't feel as bad since you know she'll be really happy when tomorrow comes.

"Pepperoni?" You ask her as you guys stand in line. "Mhm!" She nods in agreement. When you guys get to the front, you order a small pepperoni pizza. You take the number card for the table and sit at a booth. Your sister sitting across from you.

"Where are we?" She asks, remembering you never told her exactly where you guys are.

"We're in Texas right now, more specifically, Houston" You answer her.

"Why?" She tilts her head. "It's part of the surprise. You'll see tomorrow." You ruffle her hair.

"Where are we goin?" Hope asks. She's kneeling on the made bed facing where you're putting on your leather jacket. "Well, you'll just have to see for yourself. Let's go, shall we?"

Hope lifts her arms up for you. You walk over, lifting her up into your arms. She wraps her legs around your waist and her arms around your neck. You place a kiss on her forehead before setting her back down on the ground.

"Why don't you grab your doll and then we can go," you tell her. "Okay!" Hope exclaims, excited about getting to bring her doll along. Her feet patter against the carpeted floor and grabbed her doll from the chair that she turned into the doll's bed last night.

She comes back over to you, taking hold of your outstretched hand. You make sure the hotel door is locked before walking down to the parking lot.

You guys had the hotel breakfast earlier in the morning, pancakes, fruit, and hashbrowns.

All throughout the drive, you take notice of the excitement on Hope's face as she clutches her doll close as she looks out the window.

"Okay, we're here" You park the car, getting out of the car. Hope follows you, jumping out of her booster seat, doll clutched in her arms.

Hope holds your left hand as you lead her through the mall. She pauses, her face brightening the moment she sees it. The American Girl store. You guys are standing four feet away from the entrance, beside a display of the 90's twins.

"Well, what are you waiting for, let's head on in" You tell her ruffling her hair with your other hand.

Not wasting another second, she pulls you into the store quickly, heading right over to the display case of all the historical dolls.

As she's looking at all of them, she tilts her head and looks up at you. "Why is Felicity not here?" She points up to all the dolls. "Oh, well they retired her a while ago. Meaning they no longer sell her anymore" You explain. "Oh, that's sad," Hope says.

"Yeah, it is a bit" You squeeze her hand before she ultimately gets distracted by everything again.

Let's just say you spent a lot of money, definitely spoiling your baby sister, but who can blame you? In your defense, you've been planning this and it's not like you were setting a budget anyways. You can never tell if that's a good or bad thing.

You and Hope walk into the house, a bunch of American Girl bags full. You guys had just gotten back from another five hours on the road.

Hayley and Klaus walk into the room, their eyes immediately going to the excessive amount of red shopping bags. "Well, I see you guys had fun," Hayley says.

Hope runs over to her, "Mommy!" Hayley holds her daughter close before pulling away. "Y/n/n took us to the American Girl store and we had so much fun and there were so much things" Hope explained, energy pumping through her veins after sleeping for the last s and a half hours in the car.

As Hope continues to animatedly tell Hayley about the trip, Klaus walks over to you, hugging you.

"Do I even want to know how much money you spent?" He asks. "I wouldn't recommend it," You tell him, faux wincing.

"I have to say, you learnt well from Rebekah" Klaus shakes his head chuckling. "Well, she is the best on the subject of shopping" You lean into your father. He wraps his arm around you as you guys watch Hope open the new doll, Addy, and take her out of the box.

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loppsided · 7 months

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e. mikaelson as your boyfriend

summary: headcanons for dating elijah mikaelson.

pairing: elijah mikaelson x reader

wc: 389

warnings: kissing, mentions of blood

a/n: another boyfriend headcanons! ik they get repetitive but there just a base to fill up my masterlist and practice writing! requests are still open so send something if you want! likes and reblogs appreciated.

very protective, always having to know where you are incase of danger

the possibility of being taken or hurt since the mikaelsons always have a target on there head

very noble obviously, doesn't make promises often but when he does he ALWAYS sticks by them

prefers to kiss you on the forehead and top of the head rather than cheek

love language is 100% acts of service or gift giving

a bouquet every week is a given when dating him

see's you taking care of hope sometimes and is filled with love and sadness since he wishes he could have kids with you

speaking of kids, i think he would adopt children with you, especially if you've been together for a while

would take you to where he used to play as a kid in mystic falls

probably keeps your existence a secret from his siblings since they can be dangerous

if your also an original and have known him since you were humans, hes so obsessed with you its crazy

being together for over 1000 years will do that to people

him holding you while you were going through your transition, shaken, seeing you all covered in blood from being stabbed by mikael

when you were humans he would always ask you to come with him to the watering hole and just talk to you for hours

after getting married he built you and his shared house, decorating it how you liked

him teaching you how to use a sword, sword fights leading to make out sessions

comforting him when his brother passed away

back to now

somehow always knows how your feeling? like hes just really good at reading you and your emotions

if your a younger vampire, he always teases you about how hes stronger than you

assisting him with dealing with the mystic falls gang and his family

still being starstruck seeing you in dresses for the millionth time, like at the mikaelson ball

traveling all across the world in your free time, seeing the most beautiful sites

always hears you out in arguments, taking your feelings and opinions into account

him being extremely loyal to you, not even imaging himself with someone else even after all these years

if he really loves you, he'll blood share with you

the sweetest, kindest most thoughtful boyfriend

#elijah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson x y/n #elijah mikaelson fluff #the originals imagine #elijah mikealson headcanon #elijah mikaelson x you #the vampire diaries #tvd fanfiction

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sarcasticlcves · 8 months

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Dating The TVDU Women Includes

Katherine Pierce:

You knowing her since 1491

Katherine turning you into a vampire, so you could both be together "forever"

Her being severely protective over you

Stefan and Damon going after you to get to her

You and Katherine both being chased by Klaus for 500 some years

Being shocked when Nadia (Katherine's daughter) shows up looking for Katherine

Comforting Kath when Nadia gets bitten by Tyler and is slowly dying

Both of you being stabbed with the traveler knife and dying together

A/n~ I cried making this one. I miss my bby Kathy ��💔

Hayley Marshall:

You being a werewolf/witch hybrid

Klaus threatening you to not hurt his little or littlest wolf or you won't be able to see the light of day again

Being a stepmom/mentor to Hope

"When I said give it your all and punch me in the stomach, I didn't actually mean it Hope!" "Sorry mama..."

Being besties with Rebekah and Freya

Hayley being super cuddley

Her being super protective of you. Even going as far as to threaten Klaus and Elijah

"If I hear that you two idiots lay a single finger on y/n, I will personally bite your heads off! Got it?!"

*Klaus and Elijah nodding, scared for their fucking lives* "we got it" "we won't touch her, we promise"

Being present when Hayley throws herself and Greta into the burning sun

Despising Elijah after that day and never forgiving him (I hated Elijah after that. I don't care if he didn't have his memories or what)

Only staying in the Mikaelson family compound for Hope's sake

When Klaus died, you adopted Hope and moved to mystic falls so she could enroll in the Salvatore school

Raising Hope because you knew that's what Hayley would want for her

Hope Mikaelson:

Being a Tribrid like Hope

Knowing her since you both were little kids

Hope being very closed off and distant with you at first

Her slowly opening up and being more vulnerable with you as time passes

Hope being a very affectionate person behind closed doors

Hope being super overprotective

This bby also gets very jealous very quick

You being best friends with Lizzie and Hope despising your guys friendship

Dark! Tribrid! Hope Mikaelson:

When Hope goes full dark Tribrid, you were by her side through all of it

Even when she snapped Lizzie's neck right infront of you

When Lizzie got sired to Hope you got jealous and protective reallll quick

You even went as far as to kill your own girlfriend to break the bond between them both

And let's just say Hope was not happy when she woke up...

"You killed me because you were jealous?! Fine, let's see how you like getting your neck broken"

After all the arguing you two weren't on the best terms

Hope distanced herself from you a lot and her trust in you went to 0%

Yeah, I wouldn't recommend dating dark! Tribrid! Hope and pissing her off...

Lizzie Saltzman:

Being a Tribrid

Lizzie siphoning from you a lot

You being very protective of this sweet, sensitive little baby

You helping her through her episodes

Being present when Lizzie wakes up and turns into a Heretic

You having to teach Lizzie everything she could possibly know about vampires

Lizzie being very clingy and vulnerable with you

Going on a rampage when you find out Lizzie was sired to Hope

"I swear I will gut you like a fish Mikaelson!"

"Baby...calm down please.."

Hope knowing to not mess with Lizzie while your around

Jade Salvatore:

You and Jade both being stuck in the prison world together

Her humanity flickering when she's around you

She's VERY possessive

Not to mention jealous

You despising Kai Parker

"Oh, would ya look at that. I get to gut you again today"

"Well shit-"

A/n~ i didn't really have many idea's for Jade, so this was all I could come up with

#katherine pierce x reader #katherine pierce #hayley marshall x reader #hayley marshall #hope mikaelson x reader #hope mikaelson #lizzie saltzman x reader #lizzie saltzman #jade salvatore x reader #jade salvatore

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whyislenaluthorsohot · 9 months

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I feel like after the Legacies Finale Hope and Caroline slowly started talking with each other, as in like a few months slowly, because Hope has had a pretty shitty and tentative thing with parental figures and Caroline doesn't want to push her too hard.

So she spends time with her own daughter and maybe at some point Josie comes back, maybe to visit, and obviously Hope is also going to be around Lizzie and Josie a decent amount and so Caroline uses that to her advantage to start talking and getting to know Hope, maybe asking about how she's doing and about the monsters, and maybe Caroline offers to tell her stories about her father because she also saw him in the same light Hope remembers.

Maybe during one of these conversations about her father, Caroline asks how the rest of the family is doing because she just assumes that the rest of the Mikaelsons have kept in contact with Hope or something, and she sees Hope's face drop and the pain in her eyes before it's quickly covered by fake apathy. Hope tells her she wouldn't really know since they haven't been in contact for a while and Caroline is confused now because she knows how much the Mikaelsons have given up for Hope but doesn't push it because of the lingering pain she can see in Hope's eyes and instead dives into the story of the Mikaelson ball and how Klaus danced with her.

Afterward, though, Caroline looks into Hope's school records and files finding out that the Mikaelsons didn't call or visit since Klaus, Hayley, or Elijah died. Freya had come for a few days when she had regained her memory of Hope after she jumped into Malivore but then that was it.

Maybe when she finds out Hope jumped into Malivore, Caroline looks deeper into files about the monster attacks and asks around the school for confirmation and additional information about what happened. The only constants seem to be her daughters and Hope. She can talk to Lizzie and Josie about this and the two do confide in her about how they felt facing the monsters but with the Mikaelsons not making contact Hope doesn't really have anyone to talk with.

And so maybe Caroline looks at Hope, someone who is a year or two over 18, and sees a wounded child that just wanted someone to love them and not lose them for once, a child that would let herself be used over and over again if it meant people would stay. Maybe she sees how Hope reacts to Alaric leaving and understands that while he wasn't the best parent, he was the only one around for her for a few years.

Maybe Caroline takes one look at Hope and wonders who her guardian is and finds out that gasp it's technically no one because the Mikaelsons signed custody of her over to the school so she could stay year-round at the school.

Maybe Caroline said fuck it and decides to officially adopt Hope and bring her under her name because she deserves someone to parent her and godamn it if no one else is going to do it then Caroline will. Maybe she brings it up to Lizzie and Josie first and the two of them would love nothing more than for Hope to be their sister legally since the three are already close.

Maybe when she finally brings it up to Hope, it's during a lull in another conversation about Klaus. Maybe Hope freezes and stares at Caroline quietly for a minute or two, wide-eyed and stunned. Maybe Caroline takes her stunned silence as rejection and immediately starts to backtrack before she gets an armful of the teary girl. Maybe Caroline sits there for a while, with Hope wrapped up tight in her arms and crying quietly, with Hope clinging to Caroline like she's her last lifeline until she stops crying.

And even then Caroline doesn't let go of her. She lets Hope cling to her, she strokes her hair and rubs her back but she doesn't let go. She's more than content to hold Hope until Hope herself is ready to let go, because she would wait however long it takes for this child.

And maybe Hope recognizes that. Maybe she recognizes that she's not getting rejected, that she won't get rejected, and allows the young, wounded part of herself to cling to Caroline, to cry because someone wants her. She lets herself be immersed in Caroline's warmth and in her scent and in Caroline's embrace that feels so much like her own mother's and just lets herself float in the moment. She tells Caroline she would love to be adopted by her after but for now, Hope is warm and content in Caroline's embrace.

After the adoption is officialized, maybe Hope starts sticking to Caroline's side a bit more. Maybe she allows herself to indulge in her more childish whims because she knows Caroline would never judge her for it. Maybe when the Mikaelsons come to Salvatore for one reason or another, Caroline chews them all out. She understands that they all have lives and are following their dreams but they should have checked up on their niece.

Maybe after, whenever someone asks Caroline how many kids she has, she answers them with the proud answer of three. She has three daughters who are as thick as thieves and understand each other better than anyone else. She has three daughters who will defend each other through everything. Maybe they're not her biological daughters but they are her daughters by choice and she will forever be grateful for having them come into her life.

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Just my little brain ramblings. Started this like a month ago and it has been sitting in my drafts ever since. Believe it or not, this came from a The Owl House tiktok I watched about Camila telling people Hunter is her son

#caroline would be yelling at the mikaelsons so loud that kids on the other side of the school could hear #god damn it give Hope a good parental figure #caroline forbes adopts hope #caroline forbes being the only responsible adult in this house #caroline forbes #hope mikaelson #legacies #lizzie saltzman #josie saltzman #tvdu #the mikaelsons #post season 4 finale #The Owl House tiktok inspired me

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hiiii! i can’t explain how excited i am to request this so here we go!

Y/N is dating Elijah. One day she goes baby shopping with him to get sister’s newborn some clothes. Whilst there, she gushes on about children (her period ended days ago and but her hormones are going haywire). Days later she drops the clothes at her sister’s place and holds her niece (Elijah is with her). Y/N notices how natural he looks with a baby so it turns her on, that evening in bed back at home, she points this out to him. She says he knows they can’t have kids but she’d enjoy trying anyways, he admits he has a breeding kink….the rest is up to you. 💋

BABY FEVER — e.m

pairing elijah mikaelson x fem!reader

summary seeing elijah doting on your baby niece excites you in more ways than one

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, choking, edging, dirty talk/language, imprint, spanking, praise kink, degradation kink, overstimulation, anal play, a dash of oral sex (f. receiving), let me know if i missed any

author's note she's a biggie. i hope you i made you proud with this, bestie😘 @amournoir

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“sweetheart, please do not cry."

elijah used the pad of his thumb to wipe away a stray tear from your cheek as you peered down at the large selection of infant-sized onesies in front of you.

“i can’t help it. look how tiny this onesie is, ‘lijah,” you pouted, holding up the one you picked out for elijah to see. "'i'm not spoiled...my auntie just loves me.' it's perfect. help me grab one in every colour they offer."

it had been a week since your sister gave birth to her bundle of joy, gifting you a gorgeous little niece by the name of avery. you'd never had your own niece or nephew to spoil rotten, so when you heard your sister was pregnant, you were over the moon.

you'd forced elijah to join you on your mission to the baby store — not that he could ever say no to you — and all you'd done since you two had arrived was gush over any item your gaze landed on. the minuscule-sized pink frilly socks, the baby dresses adorned with silk bow sashes, the flower headbands...the list goes on. if it weren't for elijah bringing you back down to earth every five minutes, you were sure you'd be buying the entire store.

you tried. you tried so hard to resist, but you couldn't help it. the thought of those chubby little baby rolls, their adorable gummy smiles, how peaceful they look when they sleep, that delectable newborn baby smell...it was all too much, and it sent your hormones (and ovaries) that were already short-circuiting thanks to your recently-ended period, into overdrive.

"how many articles of clothing could a newborn need? she will outgrow all of them in three weeks' time."

"hush. i want her to have a selection," you argued, smacking his chest lightly with the back of your hand in warning. "honestly, you should be counting your blessings. if this were our baby, every baby store in the state would be cleared out. you know i like to be prepared."

elijah smiled at that because he knew you were only kidding, but in the back of his mind, he began to worry that somewhere down the line, his lack of the ability to give you a baby of your own would be something that drove you two apart. he loved you with every fibre of his being and wanted to provide you with everything. but a part of that everything just wasn't feasible — at least not in the traditional way. and to make matters worse, his younger brother klaus had been able to do the impossible without even trying. it was enviable.

he decided to shake it off, telling himself that he shouldn't be stressing out over a topic that hadn't been brought up. you'd always believed in the good, and in turn, you'd helped him believe in it too.

"darling, she's only been a part of the human population for a week now, i don't believe that picking out what onesie she's going to wear will be high on her priority list."

you frowned at him, handing him another onesie to place inside your nearly-full shopping cart. "it doesn't matter. i'm her aunt. it's my job to shower her with whatever she wants for the rest of her life. it's that simple, my love," you told him before you walked ahead of him over to the baby books.

elijah followed you while pushing the cart, always the one to do what he was told when it came to you. to be quite honest, there wasn't a single thing he wouldn't do for you.

"as much as i believe you to be going a tad overboard, i do adore how big your heart is."

you smiled in return, "i know this is all a bit much, i'm just...enthusiastic. besides hope, i've never had a niece or nephew before. i just want to make sure i'm doing this whole 'aunt' thing justice."

"you're a remarkable aunt to hope, and you're going to be just as exceptional of an aunt — if not more — to avery," elijah reassured you, his hands finding your face as he tilted it downwards. his lips pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead to seal the deal.

"you really think so?"

"i know so."

"so, how's the mom life treating you so far?" you questioned, looking over at your sister from your seat in her kitchen. her eyes were set on elijah, who was doting on avery in a matter of ten seconds. just one look at her, and he was putty in her little infant hands. and by god, was it a sight.

"it's...a lot. i mean, i'm responsible for a whole other human life now. it's kinda crazy if you think about it. and it can be pretty gruelling at times. but on the other hand, i've never felt so much love. there's something about holding the life you created in your hands. it's awfully cheesy, but there is truly nothing like it."

you watched the stars behind your sister's eyes and how bright they shined at the mere thought of her daughter. she was filled to the brim with love for her child, and it was a great look on her. you knew it wasn't the same thing, but that's exactly how you looked when you spoke about elijah. you trusted that you felt that same tenderness and utter devotion toward him, that you would go to the greatest lengths just to see him smile.

but now...seeing elijah — strong, noble, and powerful elijah — holding a product of the miracle of life in his hands, watching him as he held your niece in his arms like she were the most precious gem he had ever come across...it made your heart soar even further than you'd ever thought possible. it also caused a fluttering sensation in your core as you took notice of how natural elijah's paternal instincts came to him.

he bounced her lightly in his arms, beaming down at her as he did so. avery's eyes were closed shut, but her mouth mirrored him, giving him a sleepy replica of his smile. she stretched her body, settling into elijah's hold a bit further, and her tiny hand slowly raised up to touch his face. elijah visibly melted, eyes sparkling as he looked over at you from his place in the living room.

your sister interrupted your thoughts by snapping her fingers in front of your face. "earth to y/n. dude, hello?"

"oh, uh — sorry. what were you saying?"

"i asked you why you felt the need to go and spend over three hundred dollars on baby paraphernalia for an infant," she replied, giving you a look. "i knew you were going to go crazy over becoming an aunt, but there was no way i could have prepared for this."

your brows furrowed and you threw a puzzled look her way, "how do you know how much i spent?"

"you let the receipt in the bag, dumbass."

you winced, running a hand over your face. "i swear i told elijah to remind me to take it out of the bag before we came."

"well, you didn't. sucks to suck. but since you brought up elijah..." she trailed off, giving you a suggestive look before her gaze moved over to your boyfriend's.

"what?" you asked, noticing how she was peering at you.

"nothing, just...he seems to be a natural. i mean, if avery wasn't mine and i saw those two walking on the street, i'd assume she belonged to him."

you chuckled, shaking your head at her as you turned to look at elijah and avery once again. your sister had a point. it was undeniable how in sync you two were mentally, surely the product of growing up so close.

"i was thinking the same thing. i might have to take him home and convince him to try to make one of our own," you joked in response, sipping the coffee from the mug in front of you on the counter.

"you couldn't just let me have this one thing, huh?" your sister responded, smiling as she shook her head at you.

"what kind of little sister would i be if i didn't try to steal your thunder? you know i thrive off of attention."

you were laid in bed, applying lotion to your hands as you watched elijah emerge from the shower. the door opened, and a cloud of steam surrounded his body. the light from the lamps on your bedside tables reflected off of the water droplets littered across his bare chest and torso, and the sight did nothing to quell the rapidly increasing ache you'd felt for him since that day at the baby store.

his eyes landed on you, and he gave you a smirk when he noticed how you were ogling him. it was almost pitiful how much that tiny action affected you, but you were whipped — unashamedly so.

"what is on your mind, my love?"

you set your lotion back in the drawer of your end table, giving him a bashful smile as your cheeks began to flush.

"i'm just thinking about how much i loved watching you with avery earlier. deep down, my boyfriend, the thousand-year-old original, is a big ole' softy. it's incredibly sexy."

"hm," elijah hummed, walking over to your side of the bed, "is that so?"

he was now towering over you, his delicious body only inches away from you now. his hand threaded itself into your hair, gripping it slightly as he tilted your head up so he could meet your gaze, and his thumb stroked along your temple.

you gulped in anticipation, your eyes trailing down the prominent muscles of his bare torso until they landed on the towel that was wrapped loosely around his hips, and you wanted nothing more than to yank it off. it was hard to maintain your self-control, especially when your gorgeous, hand-carved boyfriend was standing in front of you with nothing but a towel covering the most intimate parts of him.

"mhm," you nodded. "i know we can't make a baby of our own, but the thought of us trying... it'd be fun, wouldn't it?" your fingers lightly ran over his exposed skin above the towel. your light touch caused goosebumps to form on his skin, and his hand wrapped around your throat as he pulled you up gently to your knees.

"i can't think of anything i'd enjoy more," he breathed, releasing his grip on your locks and placing both hands on your clothed hips. "you certainly know how to get a rise out of me, sweetheart. tempting me with the idea of pumping you full of my cum until your pretty cunt cannot hold any more of me."

you clenched your thighs together, his words having seeped into your veins and down to your core. your clit throbbed, growing sensitive as you pictured elijah claiming your cunt over and over, with his cum leaking out of you and drenching the bed sheets. your panties were slowly dampening, and you craved more of his touch.

elijah felt your muscles tense underneath his touch, and as if he knew your thoughts, his fingers slipped under the skimpy hem of your silk nightgown. they hooked into your panties, his bodily warmth inched closer to the area that craved him the most, and a shiver went up your spine, perking up your nipples as they peaked through the thin material.

"why the hell are you still wearing a towel?" you whispered, your tone reeling him in even further.

"i'm not totally sure. perhaps i should remove it."

"agreed," you smiled, biting your lip as his hand tugged the towel off of his hips, casting it onto the floor. your eyes caught sight of his hardening length. it was already red and visibly angry as it ached for the attention only you could satisfy it with. you salivated at the view, and elijah watched as you became memorized by him. there was no way in hell he would let all of those scorching feelings go to waste.

elijah climbed on top of you as you leaned back onto your elbows, his hands returning to their place under your nightgown to toy with the tiny lace material that covered your cunt. the tips of his fingers brushed over your clothed clit, sending a jolt of energy through you. you tried to grind your hips into his digits, but elijah stopped you, his hand pressing you down against the mattress.

"you know the rules, my darling. i am the one in control. you don't get to feel good unless i say so. is that understood?"

you nodded, his authoritative tone making clear where you stood in this scenario. you loved elijah like this, loved handing your body over to him to use in every way he wished to. your submissive side relished in the control he took over you, and it was as if you lived to please him. like it was your sole purpose, and nothing else mattered.

elijah pushed you flat on your back, your head hitting your pillow as his lips found your neck. he licked a stripe up your pulse point, his fangs poking out momentarily and dragging lightly against your skin. he braced one hand on your neck to keep you in place as his other tugged your panties to the side. he collected some of your slick on his fingers, smoothing it over your bundle of nerves and massaging it in agonizingly slow and torturous circles. you gasped when you felt one of his fangs break through the barrier of your skin ever so slightly, drawing a drop of blood from it. it trailed down your neck a little before elijah lapped it up.

"how is it that every part of you is so sweet? even the blood that courses through your veins is just as candied as your heart. so decadent," he murmured against your skin. he sucked on different parts of your neck and collarbone, marking you up as he continued to tease you with his fingers. he could feel how wet you were as he gathered more of the slick that was oozing out of you. "is all this for me, my love? is this how badly you want me to fuck every drop of my cum into your needy cunt? so pathetic."

his taunting only caused more fluttering inside of you, your walls clenching around nothing as he teased the very tip of his index and middle fingers at your entrance. he brought his fingers up to your lips, shoving them inside your mouth as he ordered you to suck your arousal off of them. you obeyed his command, your tongue lapping at his digits as you relished in the taste of yourself.

when you finished, he drew his fingers back and wrapped his hand around your throat as his free hand lined himself up with your entrance.

"do you want to make me proud?" he asked, his hold on your throat keeping your gaze locked on his.

you nodded in return, but it didn't seem to be the sort of response that elijah wanted from you. his fingers curled around your throat tighter, and he pulled your face closer to his.

"i'll ask again. will you make me proud?"

"yes. i'll do whatever you want. love pleasing you," you replied.

"then you'll lie still for me while i fuck you full?"

"yes. use me to make yourself come. i'll be so good for you," you spoke, eyes pleading for him to do something. all you wanted was for him to use you in any way he saw fit. you didn't care what he did or how he did it. you just needed to feel him.

"good," he said, and that was the only resemblance of a warning you received before you felt his cock slam into you. he buried himself to the hilt, and he was so big inside you that you could see his length poking out from inside you. he traced over the imprint protruding from your abdomen, looking up at you with a proud smirk. "look how wide i stretch out this tight little cunt. how full i stuff you. it is divine."

it was divine. elijah was so deliciously deep inside of you, you'd convinced yourself to believe that you could feel him in your throat. "you fill me up so perfectly, baby. stuff me over and over until i'm a mess for you...until i can't take it anymore. please," you begged. you were trying to rile him up, and you could see that it was working as your eyes locked with his.

"because you asked me so very nicely..." he said, easing himself out to the tip before he rutted into you harshly, "i will give it to you just how you want me to." you squealed at his force. your fingers grasped the sheets that surrounded you as elijah's pace quickened, giving you no time to adjust to his size. his movements were merciless, and with every thrust, it felt like he was knocking the wind out of you.

"i want you to look at us...watch how i fuck you," elijah ordered, his hand around your throat tugging your gaze down to where he was fucking you. but that wasn't the only thing that caught your eye. you kept your sight on your abdomen as you watched his cock slide in and out. the view was so erotic that you felt yourself beginning to clamp around his length already. you brought one of your hands down to toy with your clit in an attempt to help you reach your high.

"want all your come, 'lijah. need to feel you leaking out of me. please, i'm so close."

it hadn't even been five seconds after you begged him to come when elijah pulled out of you suddenly. he knew how close you were. his knowledge of your body and how responsive you were to his touch was something that was definitely not lacking.

you whined at the loss of contact instantly, and before you could blink, elijah had both of your hands pinned above your head with the hand that previously rested on your throat.

"did we not agree that you only come when i say so?"

you nodded pitifully. you knew who was in control. there wasn't even a question. but you were hoping he would let it slide since he was so wrapped up in you imploring him to breed you.

"you should have listened to me, sweetheart. now i am forced to punish you. i surely cannot allow you to get away with misbehaving."

"elijah, please. i'm sorry. i'll behave, i promise. i need you to make me come."

"you should have thought of that before you decided to disobey me," he spoke. he then used his vamp-speed to put you on your knees before him. his hands grabbed hold of your wrists and pulled them behind your back. he left one hand on them, his vice grip making it difficult to release yourself from his grasp — not that you wanted to. with that same hand, he pushed your wrists into the arch of your spine, pushing you as far as you could go. you yearned for the high elijah would grant you by the night's end; that was a no-brainer. but you also wanted yourself to be at his mercy completely, and elijah was acting on those very same desires.

elijah landed a harsh smack on your ass, your flesh stinging as red hues rose to the skin there. he then plunged his cock into your entrance, his free hand ramming your ass against his hips as he fucked you mercilessly.

the only thing you could do in response to his actions was call out his name repeatedly, the volume filling your shared bedroom. your throat was already raw, vocal cords aching as you panted heavily. you bit down on the comforter below you, squeezing your eyes shut as you let elijah teach you your lesson.

"that's it, darling," he said, punctuating his sentence with another slap onto your ass, "take all of me. you adore being punished, don't you? you're such a pathetic little slut for me that you'll let me use you in any way i feel inclined, hm?" he sneered, fucking you further into the mattress.

the pleasure was more than overwhelming, but if he ripped it away from you, you knew that would leave you aching even more. it was too much, but not enough at the same time, and that thought drove you insane. if this was how you went out, you'd die a happy woman. the tears that welled in your eyes began to roll down your cheeks, dampening the duvet in front of you as you shoved your face deeper into it.

elijah's hand gained a grip on your hair as he continued his brutal thrusts, and he yanked you upward. your back was flush against his chest, and his arms wrapped around your middle as he fucked into you harder, still. your hands gripped his biceps, and your nails clawed into them, leaving behind crescent-shaped marks on his skin as you clung to him.

"no running, darling. you're not going anywhere. i'm going to fill you up with my seed, and you're going to be my best girl and take it. isn't that so?"

"shit — yes, baby. i'm your good fucking girl. i'll take it all," you sobbed. your legs felt like jelly, they were trembling beyond control, and if it weren't for elijah's hold on you, you'd be limp.

"i can feel you, my love. gripping my cock like a vice. you spoil me. you'd do anything to come right now, wouldn't you?" he taunted as he felt your walls squeezing him once again. when you nodded furiously, starting to convulse around him a little harder, he tore your high away from you once again, dropping you down onto the bed. you planned on crying out and pleading for him to let you come, but those plans were interrupted when elijah gripped your hips, pulling them back up so he could lap at your cunt. his cock twitched with need as he'd robbed himself of his own release, but he didn't care because he knew how forcefully the waves would crash over both of you when the time came.

"elijah," you gasped in shock, your clit throbbing immensely as his lips wrapped around it. his tongue swirled around it, flicking and toying with it with precise movements. meticulous enough to keep you on the brink of your orgasm, but not quite enough to push you over the edge. your hips subconsciously rolled against his face, and he pulled back. he stood up once more, slapping your clit and pulling another squeal from you before he plunged into you again. this time, he planned on rewarding you — and himself — with his come filling your pussy up.

"you're so beautiful when you turn into a mess for me. i'm so proud of you, sweet girl," he grunted as he rutted into you as hard and deep as he could. his speed was inhumane, vampire tricks coming into play as he brought you closer and closer to your orgasm.

"'lijah, i need it so fucking bad, i'll do anything. please let me soak your cock," you cried out.

elijah obeyed, granting you your wish as he pushed his thumb into your puckered hole. you erupted, your walls gripping him so tightly that it made it difficult for him to keep moving. "there we go, sweetheart. make a mess all over me. do your absolute worst," he gritted through his teeth.

he threw his head back as he kept up his unwavering pace, chasing his own orgasm. he brought his free hand down to your clit, rubbing it harshly so he could keep you wrapped tightly around him.

you were beginning to come down, but elijah was still rapidly chasing his high with his unforgiving thrusts. sobbing was an understatement at that point; you were nothing but a weeping puddle as the overstimulation sent you into a frenzy. you were so exhausted that all you could do was lie there and let elijah fuck you to his heart — and cock's — content.

"fill me up, baby. pump me full of your seed. make me your little breeding whore," you encouraged as best as you could manage. you still felt the energy buzzing through your veins with every motion against your clit and thrust against your g-spot.

elijah's past goal of getting you to remain clamped around him seemed to be working because you were fast approaching another earth-shattering orgasm. he felt your walls start to grasp him once more, and finally, his cock twitched, and his seed sprayed the inside of you. you came together, the both of you collapsing onto the bed as you rode out your highs.

elijah began to slowly pull out of you when he noticed the mixture of both of your releases starting to slip out of you. he stroked inside of you slowly, fucking both of your come back into you.

you hissed at the contact, still extremely sensitive as you turned your head, locking eyes with your boyfriend. he looked gorgeous, all fucked out and glowy from the sheen of sweat that laid over his skin. still, that didn't stop you from noticing the slightly worried expression that took over his features.

"what is it?" you questioned, your weak arm reaching up to smooth some hair away from his forehead.

"i know you have said that you are okay with my not being able to procreate, but i just worry that i'm taking your dreams away. i do not wish to be the one that holds you back from the future you have always planned. i love you far too much to do that to you."

your gaze softened, and you shuffled closer to him, your hand finding his chest and resting over his heart.

"my future isn't dependent on having kids. it is, however, dependent on being with you."

elijah's hand rested on top of yours as his eyes searched yours, "you're certain?"

"i am. i promise."

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