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Bonnie will consistently put you above herself, as we see in the show over and over again.
If you decide to have a girls day out with just her, she'll end up buying a lot of things for you.
She'll feel bad if you're paying for yourself.
After enough convincing, she πΊπΆπ΄π΅π let you pay for yourself. But she'll still feel bad.
If you're a vampire, she'll be incredibly suspicious of you at first.
Like.. far too suspicious.
If you're originally friends with Damon, she'll probably be even more skeptical.
If you're originally friends with Stefan, she'll probably be much more lenient, because she knows Stefan is usually a good judge of character.
If you're (somehow) originally friends with one of the originals, she'll more than likely attempt to kill you to get you out of the way to get closer to killing Klaus.
And if somehow you manage to get on Elena's side, she'll protect you from the originals, despite having her reasons for thinking you're some sort of spy.
If you're human, she'll more than likely try to keep all of the supernatural stuff away from you.
If you happen to get sucked into it, expect her to be by your side more often than not. She's your friend and she doesn't want you to get hurt.
If you're a witch, she'll let you borrow her grimoires and she'll teach you all the spells you don't know.
She'll still try her best to protect you though.
If you're a werewolf, she'll treat you as though you were human.
The only difference is she'll constantly be looking for spells to help ease your transformation.
Whether it's completely stopping your transformation, making it hurt less, or anything else. She'll be looking for a spell that'll help.
Would anyone be interested if I tried to maybe start writing for certain fandoms on here?
Masterlist
The fire was crackling and the flames were dancing as Klaus and Y/n laid in front of the fireplace, wrapped up in each other's embrace. The warmth of the fire mixed with their growing desire, making the room feel impossibly hot. Klaus' lips were trailing down Y/n's neck, making her shiver with pleasure.
Their clothes were already lying scattered on the floor, forgotten in the heat of the moment. Y/n's fingers were tangled in Klaus' wild locks as his skilled hands explored her body. The passion between them was undeniable, and they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
Just as they were about to take their passion to a whole new level, a little voice interrupted.
'Mommy, Daddy?'
Startled, Klaus and Y/n quickly broke apart and looked towards the door. Standing there was their three-year-old daughter, Hope, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
Klaus quickly grabbed a nearby blanket and pulled it over them, trying to cover their naked bodies. Y/n's face turned bright red as she tried to hide behind Klaus.
'Hope, darling, what are you doing up?' Klaus asked, trying to sound calm but failing miserably.
'I heard noises and I got scared,' Hope said with a pout.
Klaus and Y/n exchanged a panicked look, not knowing how to explain the situation to their curious daughter. They had always been careful to keep their intimate moments away from Hope, but it seemed like they had been caught in the act this time.
'It's alright, love. Mommy and Daddy were just having a little...exercise,' Klaus said, trying to come up with an excuse.
'Why are you both naked?' Hope asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.
'Uh... because it's hot by the fire,' Y/n quickly replied, knowing her explanation sounded ridiculous.
Hope's innocent mind seemed to accept their answers, and she walked towards them, peering under the blanket.
'Can I join in the exercise?' Hope asked, her big blue eyes looking up at her parents.
Klaus and Y/n both choked, exchanging another panicked look.
'Uh, no darling. This is just for grown-ups,' Klaus said, trying to sound as casual as possible.
'But I'm almost a grown up too!' Hope protested, pouting.
Klaus and Y/n both let out a sigh of relief when they heard the door open and Elijah, Klaus' brother, walked in.
'Hope, what are you doing up at this hour?' Elijah asked, stroking her hair gently.
'I heard noises, Uncle Elijah,' Hope answered with a yawn.
Elijah's eyes fell on Klaus and Y/n, who were still hidden under the blanket, their faces turning red with embarrassment. He quickly caught on to the situation and tried to hide a smile.
'Why don't you let Mommy and Daddy have some alone time, and we'll go make some hot chocolate?' Elijah suggested, trying to distract Hope.
Hope's eyes lit up at the mention of hot chocolate, and she quickly wrapped her arms around Elijah's neck, bidding goodnight to her parents.
'Goodnight, Hope,' Klaus and Y/n both said, trying to sound as calm as possible.
Once the door closed, Klaus let out a groan and buried his face in his hands.
'I can't believe we just got caught by our own daughter,' Y/n said, letting out a nervous laugh.
'Indeed, darling. I never thought I would be in such a situation. We must be more careful in the future,' Klaus said, trying to sound stern but failing as he was still struggling to hide his amusement.
Y/n couldn't help but burst into laughter, and soon Klaus joined in. They couldn't believe what had just happened, but they also couldn't deny the fact that it was a hilarious situation.
Once the laughter died down, Klaus and Y/n settled back under the blanket, but this time with a little more caution. The moment was still too hot to ignore, and they couldn't let it go to waste.
Their lips met in a heated kiss, and Klaus' hands roamed all over Y/n's body, igniting a fire within her. They were desperate to make up for the interrupted moment and lose themselves in each other's passion.
Klaus' hands trailed down Y/n's body, leaving a trail of fire as he stopped at her hips, pulling her closer to him. Y/n's hands roamed all over Klaus' body, feeling the hard muscles beneath her fingers.
They lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving in perfect sync, as if they were made for each other. The fire burned bright, the flames mirroring the passion between them.
As their bodies became one, they forgot all about the interruption and were lost in each other's love. They forgot about time, about the world outside, and only focused on each other.
The fire eventually died down, but their passion didn't. They continued to explore each other, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Every touch, every kiss, every moan was like a symphony, a celebration of their love.
Hours went by, and they were still lost in each other, their love stronger than ever. Their bodies were covered in a thin layer of sweat, their breaths heavy, but they didn't want to stop.
As the sun began to rise, Klaus and Y/n finally gave in to exhaustion and fell onto the floor, wrapped up in each other's arms. They lay there, watching the fire die down to embers, feeling content and complete.
'Mommy and Daddy?' a little voice called out again, interrupting the moment.
Klaus and Y/n both let out a tired laugh, knowing what was coming next.
'Don't worry, love. We're decent,' Klaus said, trying to sound as normal as possible.
Hope walked into the room and smiled, seeing her parents cuddled up on the floor. She ran towards them and snuggled between them, not wanting to be left out.
'We'll have to remember to lock the door next time, love,' Y/n whispered to Klaus, both of them laughing.
As Hope drifted off to sleep, her parents stayed awake, watching her with love and warmth in their hearts.
'I love you, Y/n,' Klaus whispered, kissing her forehead.
'I love you too, Klaus,' Y/n replied, smiling at her partner.
Their love had survived through centuries of trials and tribulations, and it would continue to conquer all obstacles. As long as they had each other, nothing could stop them from being a family, no matter how unconventional it may seem to others.
In the heart of New Orleans, a vampire named Y/N found Herself burdened by a dark and tormented past. Haunted by the memories of her actions, she yearned for redemption, a chance to make amends for the lives she had taken. Little did she know that her journey would intersect with the enigmatic Klaus Mikaelson, a figure known for his tumultuous history.
Klaus, intrigued by Y/N's quest for redemption, saw a glimmer of possibility in their eyes. He knew the weight of past mistakes all too well and recognized the genuine desire for change within Y/N's soul. He approached her, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and compassion.
"Y/N," Klaus spoke, his voice carrying a hint of understanding. "I've seen the darkness that consumes your soul. But I've also discovered that redemption is not beyond reach. If you're willing, I can offer you a chance at redemption and a place within the Mikaelson family."
Y/N's eyes widened, a flicker of hope igniting within her heart. She had longed for a chance at redemption, a way to find peace within herself. To be offered a place within the Mikaelson family, a family known for her own dark pasts, was an opportunity she never thought possible.
"I⦠I would be honored," Y/N whispered, their voice filled with gratitude and determination. "I want to change, to make things right. I want to find redemption."
And so, Y/N went on a journey of self-discovery and redemption, guided by Klaus and the Mikaelson family. The path was not an easy one, as she faced her darkest memories and confronted the consequences of her actions. But she was never alone. Klaus stood by her side, offering guidance and understanding every step of the way.
Together, they delved into the depths of Y/N's past, unearthing painful memories and confronting the ghosts that haunted her. Y/N's heartache and remorse poured out, their emotions raw and vulnerable. Klaus listened, his own past resonating with hers, and offered a steady hand to guide her through the darkness.
As time passed, Y/N's journey of redemption took an unexpected turn. The connection between her and Klaus deepened, evolving into a love that transcended her past mistakes. she shared experiences that forged a bond that grew stronger with each passing day.
But just as their love blossomed, an old enemy resurfaced, seeking revenge against Klaus and the Mikaelson family. The enemy, a vengeful vampire seeking to exploit Y/N's past, threatened to tear apart the fragile threads of redemption they had woven.
Y/N found herself caught in a web of deceit and manipulation, torn between her desire for redemption and the fear of losing the love she had found with Klaus. The enemy used her vulnerabilities against her, whispering reminders of her past mistakes, stoking the flames of doubt in her heart.
Klaus, sensing Y/N's inner turmoil, refused to let her falter. He stood as a pillar of strength, his love unwavering. He reminded Y/N of the progress she had made, and the steps she had taken towards redemption. Together, they faced their demons, confronting the enemy head-on with a resilience born from their shared love.
In the final confrontation, as the enemy's plans unraveled, Y/N stood tall, her determination shining through. She embraced the darkness within her, using it as a weapon against her adversary. With Klaus by her side, they emerged victorious, and the weight of her past finally lifted.
The journey towards redemption had not been easy, but Y/N had achieved it, finding solace in the love of Klaus and the Mikaelson family. Her past mistakes no longer defined them; instead, she served as a reminder of the strength they had found within herself.
As the dust settled and New Orleans regained its equilibrium, Y/N and Klaus stood together, her hearts entwined. She had faced her darkest fears and emerged stronger, their love serving as a beacon of hope and redemption.
In the embrace of Klaus, Y/N found the redemption she had sought, her past mistakes transformed into lessons that guided her path forward. They had discovered that love had the power to heal wounds and that forgiveness was not just a gift they received, but one she could offer to herself.
And so, Y/N and Klaus went on a new chapter, forever bound by their shared journey of redemption and the love that had blossomed amidst the darkness. Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, their love serving as a constant source of strength and their redemption a testament to the transformative power of love.
Enchanted Flames
In the heart of New Orleans, a powerful witch named Y/N found herself caught in a whirlwind of chaos. Her magic crackled in the air as she faced off against a group of vampires, her eyes blazing with determination. Unbeknownst to her, her display of power had caught the attention of none other than Klaus Mikaelson, the infamous hybrid.
Klaus watched from the shadows, his curiosity piqued by the fiery witch. He had always been drawn to power, and there was something about Y/N that intrigued him. He approached her, his voice laced with a hint of arrogance. "Impressive display, love. But you should be careful. The streets of New Orleans can be dangerous."
Y/N's eyes narrowed as she turned to face him, her voice laced with defiance. "I can handle myself just fine, thank you. I don't need your help."
Klaus smirked, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, I never said I was offering my help. Merely making an observation."
Despite their initial animosity, fate seemed determined to bring them together. They crossed paths time and time again, their encounters filled with tension and sparks of undeniable attraction. Y/N's fiery spirit matched Klaus's own, and they found themselves drawn to each other despite their better judgment.
As their connection deepened, a dangerous enemy emerged from the shadows, threatening to tear them apart. A coven of witches, envious of Y/N's power, sought to eliminate her and claim her magic for themselves. They launched a relentless attack, their spells lashing out with deadly precision.
Klaus, unwilling to let Y/N face this threat alone, stood by her side, his protectiveness surfacing. Together, they fought against the onslaught of dark magic, their powers intertwining in a dance of strength and determination. The battle raged on, each passing moment testing their resolve and their love.
In the midst of the chaos, Y/N found herself cornered by the leader of the coven, a formidable witch named Isabella. Isabella's eyes gleamed with malice as she raised her hand, ready to strike a fatal blow. But before she could unleash her spell, Klaus appeared, his eyes burning with fury.
"No one touches her," Klaus growled, his voice filled with a deadly promise.
With a flick of his wrist, Klaus rips Isabella's heart out. Y/N stared at Klaus in awe, her heart swelling with a mixture of gratitude and love. At that moment, she realized that Klaus would always be there to protect her.
The remaining members of the coven, realizing the futility of their efforts, retreated into the shadows, leaving Y/N and Klaus victorious but weary.
Y/N reached out, her hand trembling as she cupped Klaus's cheek. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I don't know what I would have done without you."
Klaus's eyes softened as he leaned into her touch, his voice filled with tenderness. "You don't have to thank me, love. Protecting you is what I was born to do."
In that moment, their love transcended the chaos and danger that surrounded them. They had faced death together, and in doing so, they had forged a bond that nothing could break. Their love burned brighter than any spell or curse, an eternal flame that would guide them through the darkest of times.
As the dust settled and the city of New Orleans began to heal, Y/N and Klaus found solace in each other's arms. They knew that their journey was far from over, that more challenges would come their way. But they faced the future with unwavering determination, knowing that their love was a force stronger than any magic or enemy they would encounter.
And so, in the heart of New Orleans, two souls entwined, their love a beacon of hope in a world filled with darkness. Together, Y/N and Klaus would face every obstacle, united in their love and ready to conquer whatever lay ahead.