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summary: you come back from your trip and have elijah wrapped around your finger

pairing: elijah mikaelson x fem! reader

words: 700

a/n: i love elijah

It was late in the afternoon when the grand doors swung open as you stepped inside, dropping your bags onto the floor with a soft thud, letting them know you were home.

“I’m back!” Your voice light and sweet as you made your way towards the living room, heels clicking against the floor. “Traffic was bad, remind me to use my vampire speed instead of a car.”

Inside the living room the usual scene awaited you; Kol was lounging on the sofa, flipping a coin between his fingers with an air of boredom. Klaus stood by the window, focused on his canvas, adding strokes of colours to his work. And Elijah sat in his favourite chair, ever so composed as he scanned the newspaper, a glass of amber bourbon in his hand.

Kol barely looked up but his voice coated with amusement as soon as he opened his mouth. “Back so soon? I was hoping for a few more days of peace. New York City that boring?”

“Depends on how you define boring, Kol. I was a blast, the city on the other hand couldn’t handle me—Maybe I should go to LA?” You trailed on. “Why? Miss me that much?”

Klaus smirked but didn’t stray from his canvas. “Depends. Did you bring us souvenirs, love?”

You placed your hand over your mouth, pretending to be shocked. “Oh, no I forgot the ‘World’s Best Sibling’ mugs.”

Kol snorted, tossing the coin into the air. “Might as well has brought back a halo for Elijah while you're at it.”

You turned towards Elijah, who had yet to acknowledge the playful banter, his eyes still scanning the newspaper. You walked around his chair, placing a soft kiss on his neck. "You’re awfully quiet."

Elijah flipped a page, unbothered. "I was merely enjoying the silence before you lot turned this house into a marketplace."

You grinned, leaning down to wrap your arms around his shoulders. “So broody.” You removed your arms from his frame and straightened your back, dramatically stretching your arms before turning towards the grand staircase. “I’m gonna go shower,” you said, turning around to lock eyes with Elijah as a smile formed on your face. “Come and join me?”

Silence.

Elijah lowered the newspaper from his gaze, head slightly tilted as his eyes sent an undeniable thrill down your spine. But it wasn’t just Elijah who stopped. Klaus had stopped mid stroke, and Kol caught his coin. Both brothers were staring at Elijah with barely restrained amusement.

Elijah exhaled, setting the newspaper aside with measured grace. Then, with complete sincerity, he spoke: "Darling, you know I keep a dagger hidden in this house." He paused, his voice smooth but firm. "If I ever say no to that question, I want you to dagger me."

You beamed.

Kol let out a low whistle, shaking his head. “Well, that’s one way to prove devotion.”

Klaus smirked, continuing his painting. “Careful, brother. Keep this up, and we might start thinking you’ve gone soft.”

Elijah didn’t spare them a glance. He had already risen from his chair, his full attention on you as your hand reached for his as he followed your lead. You turned, heading toward the stairs with a satisfied sway in your step, knowing full well Elijah was right behind you.

Kol leaned back, a wicked grin playing on his lips. “Think they’ll actually shower?”

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summary: you had been raised to hunt vampires. kill them before they killed you. yet the truth was not true. your parents came from a long lineage of vampire hunters and when they found out you had not only sided with them but protected them, they knew they had to save their little girl—even if it meant torturing her

pairing: elijah mikaelson x fem! reader

words: 900

a/n: for the sake of the fic reader’s name is salem. tw torture and not entirely proofread

Your head was pounding. You could feel everything pulsing as you slowly regained your consciousness. Your lids felt heavy, your neck hurt from your head resting on your chest. You opened your eyes to see where you were but you could only make faint lines of your surroundings. Everything was blurry, everything was dark. With half open eyes you scanned your surroundings but there was only stone. A cellar made out of dark stone, shackles fused to the walls.

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making her lunchboxes for kindergarten/school. mickey disliked it at first and thought it was a waste of time but over time he started to pride himself on the food he makes and even decorates it

their daughter running into their arms after kindergarten (bawling)

when she’s sassy she calls them by their names: “mickey […]”, “excuse me?”, “you heard me”

he was gagged!!

ian teaching her how to swim in the pool

mickey telling her bedtime stories about him in prison and she is invested (he leaves out too gore-y stuff)

putting her drawings on the fridge even if they don’t know wtf she drew

mickey listens to a lot of eminem so by the time she’s 5/6 she starts rapping along with him (he gets emotional listening to mockingbird and needs looks at her face once the song ends)

both of them learn how to style her hair. ian’s go to are braids whilst mickey loves simple pigtails

“some kid at school told me i was weird for having two dads”

“who?”

“someone in my class”

“what did you do?”

“i punched them”

“thats my girl” *high fives her*

their daughter asking for the meaning of their tattoos which lead to some pretty awkward conversations

“why do you have boobs on your back?”

ian’s voice shaking: “because i- i…love women”

“but you’re married to daddy”

he was silenced.

mickey also swears that you can tell she’s being raised by gay dads; his proof is that she says “come on girls” when talking to them. mickey absolutely hates it and tries to stop her from saying it

i just know lip teases the shit out of them for it!! he is amused as hell

ian and mickey were honestly not ready to have such a diva in their house. they love it but at the same time it tests them on so many levels

they 100% get tattoos dedicated to her!!

dance parties!! i just know ian and mickey blast lady gaga, katy perry, eminem etc. and dance whilst cleaning or cooking, hyping up their little girl

their daughter crawling into their bed at night/in the morning and they wrap their arms around her, cuddling themselves back to sleep

when she starts asking about boobs, female body etc. they get overwhelmed and call debbie or sandy to deal with it

she thinks the world of her fathers and loves them so much

mickey felt disconnected from her for the first few months of her life as he was unsure how to love and take care of a baby but now he would die for her. he would kill for her. he would to anything to make sure she is happy and safe (he made a promise to himself to never be like terry)

no one knows how she did it but somehow she convinced ian and mickey to let her paint their nails

“but he lied bla bla”

flashforward

season 11 she gives birth to a girl. ian and mickey visit her in hospital. “what’s her name?” ian asks.

“[…]”

“that’s beautiful.”

“her second name is michaela,” she smiles at mickey. “named after one of the best people i know.”

ian looks at mickey whose eyes start tearing up.

“fuck gallagher.” mickey rubs his eyes.

like rain on me!!

half of these songs they would never admit to liking tho

the one that got away - katy perry

shake it off - taylor swift

without me - eminem

lose yourself - eminem

the way i are - timbaland

it’s gonna be me - *nsync

telephone - lady gaga ft. beyoncé

break free - ariana grande

pink pony club - chappell roan

i wanna dance with somebody - whitney houston

sweater weather - the neighbourhood

r u mine? - arctic monkeys

teenage dirtbag - wheatus

superman - eminem