A Painter's Heart

A Painter's Heart

A/n: this is an old story I wrote and never posted. Enjoy! Send in requests please!!

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Painting a sunrise was like painting a new beginning. It was promising. Though it didn’t matter what she put on the canvas, painting was a freedom. A freedom from the reality she lived in. Her canvas was the portal, her paint dimensions through time.

It’s the reason she was in a field full of purple flowers, looking towards the sky’s horizon. Her easel was set, along with her paint and freshly washed brushes. The chipping paint on their handles were proof of her love for art.

There.

The first light of the day breaking through the sky. She wasted no time. It was as if her body moved on its own, hands moving gracefully across the canvas. Urgent, fearless, passionate.

Klaus had never seen someone paint with such heart. He had seen people paint, paint with purpose, arrogance and even sadness. But the way they painted seemed rehearsed, stiff and even dull from the years of practice. The girl across the field painted as if she was born to paint. It was as if her fingertips bled the very paint that lay on the canvas. So he watched her paint from across the field, with the sun rising across the sky casting a beautiful glow. It was always strange seeing her canvas before her, showing a moment in time. Frozen still like a picture. To her it felt like another escape, but it was never reachable. Placing the brush down her hands ached, while the fingertips buzzed with pleasure of painting.

“You paint as if you were born from the canvas itself.” 

Startled by the sudden voice, she turned searching from where it belonged. There across the field, a man that seemed to be quite a distance away walked towards her. Had he been watching her paint? 

He was handsome, she thought as he soon came close enough to see his face. Dark blonde hair, blue green eyes that seemed glimmer with mischief, his lips dark red. He was clad in black, giving off a bad boy sense of self. But the way he walked toward her gave her no sense of danger.

“Were you watching me paint?” Her voice was accusing and the small frown on her face gave away the discomfort she felt from his invasion. Klaus could’ve sworn he had never seen a more beautiful sight.

He chuckled in response to her weariness, simply offering her a smile instead, “I apologize if I startled you love. It was not my intention, but I couldn’t help myself.”

His laugh was light and his smile breath taking. She didn’t know what held her more captivated, his strange accent or the smile he was giving her. Blushing her hands found each other as they began to rub against each other, a nervous habit she had since a child.

“...It’s fine. I’m just not used to people watching me paint.” Her voice was soft, almost like a feather. Her gaze was to the side almost embarrassed.  It was then he realize that he intruded on a personal talent that she seemed to hid from people. 

“My name is Klaus.” He said gently lifting his hand to shake hers. 

Smiling slightly, “My name is (Y/N),” she responded meeting him half way with her own hand. His was firm and warm as he clasped it around hers, but instead of a hand shake, he gently brought his lips down to the back of her hand. 

(Y/N) didn’t know what burned more, the spot where he laid his lips on her hand or the gaze he gave her, his eyes looking up towards her through his lashes. 

He gently let go, taking a step back to leave but never turning. Hoping to engrave her there, between the flowers and sky, in his mind. “I hope we meet again (Y/N).” 

She seemed to be in a daze, still feeling his warmth wrapped around her hand. “I hope so too.” She whispered softly, almost as if it were a secret.

That was all it took for a grin to be etched in his face as he turned and walked away. 

I will have this painter’s heart

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Bring Those Lips Close

Imagine: Kai flirting with you shamelessly as you try to read and write.

Warnings: None?

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(Y/N) was the definition of a book worm. Reading every chance she had and buying more every time she shopped. Mountains of paper backs and hard cover ones filled her shelves and every horizontal surface in her room. Most books she had boughten and hadn’t even read. She told herself she would. Eventually. With all the buzzing creativity she kept reading it was no wonder she was determined to write her own. About the spectacular and undeniably dangerous events that happened in Mystic Falls.

It was a Saturday at the Salvatore Boarding House. (Y/N) was cheerfully making her way to the kitchen, humming the tune of an old lullaby. Eyeing her laptop on the kitchen counter she quickly snatched it, taking it to the living room. Oddly this old house was more like her home in a way. Since her parents of course threw her on the streets not supporting her in the career department.

But she had Damon and Stefan. Close friends that were practically family, who didn’t mind having her crash as long as she worked hard for her dream. Which of course she would.

Plopping down on the couch she quickly got comfortable and began to write. Her fingers moved swiftly across the keyboard. Words turning into a story waiting to be told. “She felt a spark… no.” (Y/N) frowned. Her ring finger gently hitting the backspace, erasing the words off the screen. Taking a deep breath she sighed. Her eyes wandered around the room hoping to draw inspiration.

“Hi.”

“Oh shit!” Jumping in her seat, (Y/N) quickly grabbed onto her laptop before it fell, standing and quickly turning to see the infamous Kai Parker looking at her smugly.

Placing a hand on her chest she felt heart hammer inside her chest. “Jesus! What the hell is wrong with you?” She seethed.

Kai paid no mind to her outburst. She was so cute when he got mad at her. The way a creased formed in between her eyebrows and she stared at him angrily. Her lips pointing down in a disapproving manner. He grinned. “Awww you’re not happy to see me? Bummer. I was so looking forward to seeing my little (Y/N). Look at you working on your book. Can I read it?”

Of course Kai would get a knock out of seeing her scared shitless. Giving him an “are you serious?” look she replied with a simple “no”. Pouting Kai swiftly sat on the couch patting the seat next to him while grinning at (Y/N), expecting her to comply and sit.

She narrowed her eyes at him looking him straight in the eyes. Damn those eyes. Those eyes always won her over. She was thankful he had never asked her to do anything because she knew she could never tell him no as long as he asked her. They were beautiful and sexy, especially now that her was cheekily smiling up at her. Biting the inside of her cheek she tried to look away feeling the heat start to rush to her cheeks.

“You’re crazy.” She muttered complying with his wishes and sitting down next to him. She prayed he hadn’t seen the blush on her cheeks or hear the way her heart raced a little more.

It was impossible to not notice the little things about his little (Y/N). She was so different than anyone he had met. Which wasn’t many people but he knew she was special. Ever since he met her she had a special place in his heart. His cold and sociopathic heart, but heart nonetheless.

He noticed the subtle change in her heart as she stared at his eyes and almost died with glee when he saw the rosiness on her cheeks. She made him feel something he couldn’t describe. Maybe it was because she had been kind to him from the start. Not caring that he killed his own family and nearly all her friends.

“You were so lonely. All those years by yourself. I’m sorry you had to go through that. You didn’t deserve it. Siphoner or not. Witch or not. You’re just a person and you couldn’t decide how you were born.”

Looking at her now, beside him, he could hear the words she said to him. They echoed in his mind. She was so forgiving. So good. So sweet. Like a drug. And right now he wanted his dose.

Uncomfortable was the word she was looking for as she tried focusing on her story. Being stared at by Kai was one of the most awkward things she had ever had to endure.

“Do you have a problem?” She asked gently, turning to him to get his response.

Dismissing her question Kai smirked, licking his lips before leaning into her. “You look so good in that dress but I’d rather see it on the floor of my bedroom.”

What?

What the fuck, was the only sentence going through (Y/N)’s mind. He had said it so sensuously, his voice so deep. His eyes glazed with lust and currently piercing hers. The words had only been whispered but it made it seem that much more sexy.

“What?” (Y/N) managed to reply back. Her voice was no longer loud instead matching the tone of his voice.

Freaking out would be an understatement. (Y/N) felt paralyzed unsure of what to do or what to say back. It’s not that she wouldn’t date Kai or kiss him but if he had only said that to play her she would feel humiliated. In truth she had a crush on him, liking it when he visited and spending time with him when he felt lonely. He was so interesting and on the inside kind. Sweet even. At least to her he was.

His sweet little (Y/N). So innocent, but not that innocent. Her thighs pressed together as soon as his words slipped from his mouth. He noticed that and he also noticed the dramatic change in heart beat. Her eyes stared back at him in disbelief. Her mouth slightly open, making his vision go straight to her lips. They looked so soft and plump and he wondered how they would taste.

“Can I fuck you?” Kai wasn’t know for his chivalry. He always got what he wanted and right now he wanted her. In any way.

Like a fish out of water, (Y/N) jumped up from the couch not wasting another second trying to escape from this predicament she seemed to be in. That question wasn’t suppose to have that much affect on her but it did.

Kai was much faster and quickly blocked her way. He loved it when he saw her squirm under his gaze. Right now she was doing just that, not meeting his gaze and doing her best to stay focused. Her heart pounding against her rib cage as she tried to breath.

“You know. I’ve noticed for a while, you get jumpy around me. But you like it. You’ll see me, get excited and smile a lot more. Your heart beats faster.” He brought his hand up, brushing her hair through his fingers. Slowly dipping down and brushing his fingers across her collarbone. Seeing the goosebumps rise from her skin. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you like me.” His voice was so cocky and so sure.

But damn did it sound good.

She didn’t reply. Worried what to say or how to tell him it was fine if he didn’t like her back. Instead she kept quiet praying he would leave her alone. “Nothing to say back? That’s so unlike you my little (Y/N).” He tsked, shaking his finger back and forth disapproving. “I need to hear it from that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Still nothing from her. And it was then that he realize that maybe she wasn’t sure if he felt the same. Grabbing her chin to tilt her head up he wrapped his other arm around her pulling her close. She was so soft and warm. Vanilla with chocolate invading his sense of smell and for a moment he thought how nice it felt to have her in his arms.

Her eyes seemed to be unsure and scared but it felt to right to be in his arms.

“I can’t really express feelings but man do you make me feel something. I don’t even know what the hell it is but I love seeing you everyday. I love everything you are and when you’re mad at me and when you can’t help laughing at all my stupid jokes. So stop it with the unsure look. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this moment. Bring those lips close. I wanna kiss you.”

Not even waiting for another moment to pass she quickly wrapped her arms around him, quickly kissing him. His lips were soft against hers, lips moving in synch. His mouth seemed desperate to hang onto every moment, kissing her bruisingly. But she loved it, it was passionate and rough, everything she had hoped.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” Opening her eyes (Y/N) quickly rose from couch, confused and dazed. Looking around she was in the same place, the Salvatore living room. In front of her Kai Parker, looking at her confused.

Had it been a dream?

But it felt so real?

She gently lifted her hand to her mouth still feeling the bruising kisses that Kai left her. Her heart sped up as she smiled softly. Dream or not it was an amazing kiss.

“Hello? (Y/N)? You called me saying you needed help with the story.” Kai interrupted her thoughts as he walked around, looking at things. Still dazed (Y/N) nodded, “yea, let me just go get my laptop.” Her voice was soft, giddy with happiness. Quickly getting up she ran to retrieve the laptop not even paying attention to Kai.

Little did she know Kai was taking her seat, laptop in hand as he watched her disappear. She hadn’t even noticed he had it when she left. “Oh my little (Y/N). Bring those lips close in deed.” Kai grinned, thinking of the dream he was just in.

Human Girl

Authors Note: to all those who love Elijah and Klaus and can see the good in them. Please send in requests! Warnings: None _____________ “She’s quite strange, isn’t she brother?” “Indeed. I don’t seem to recall anyone quite like her in my lifetime.” Elijah and Klaus stood tall as they peered over the railings of their New Orleans home. Just below them sat an ordinary girl. Cross legged, wearing what seemed to be pajamas. She was deeply entranced on the book she held in her hands. Every so often she would turn a page; either furrowing her eyebrows, gasping slightly, or chewing on her bottom lip. From a closer distance anyone could see her bloodshot eyes, the dark circles underneath them, even the faint smudge of makeup across her face. Though the two original vampires hadn’t need to be close to see the damage. “To be completely honest with you Niklaus, I didn’t believe you when you claimed to have given (Y/N) your most prized collection of novels.” Elijah chimed fixing the tie of his suit. “I can see now that you’ve managed to deprive her of sleep.” Klaus chuckled at his brother’s remark, giving him a sideways glance. “That was far from my intention brother. I simply wanted to give her an early birthday present. It seems though that she loved it so much she decided to read it throughout the night.” “Yes well,” Elijah started, “how do you suppose (Y/N) will feel when she realizes that she’s going to miss her morning class if she doesn’t leave in an hour?” Amused at his younger brother, Elijah simply grinned waiting for a response. Klaus waved a finger at Elijah joining in on his smile. “Good point. Though the blame wasn’t entirely my fault. I never compelled her to read it continuously throughout the night.” Offering only a small smile, Elijah turned back to see the human girl. Captivated by the words time seemed to stand still. "(Y/N) darling you're going to be late for your morning class." He called out from above expecting a quick acknowledgment. Elijah paused waiting for a reaction until he realized that your attention was still on the book. Sighing Elijah sped down the stairs, stopping right in front of where you sat. He gently pushed down on the top of book, "Darling I'm not going to repeat myself again," The sudden movement of the book was enough to break your concentration and look up. "If you fail to stop reading you will be late for your morning class." As Elijah's words left his mouth, your face scrunched up. "What?" Blinking you gave tried to understand his words. Until finally it hit you. Within a second you quickly reached for your phone. 7: 05 am. "Shit!" You screeched. Standing you wasted no time as you pushed past Elijah, quickly heading to the bathroom to shower. Your heart raced as you ran up the stairs until you abruptly stopped when you got to the top. I'll never make it on time "Why the sudden hesitation?" Klaus inquired as he walked toward you. Your heart pounded against your chest, your stomach in knots. You could feel your eyes beg for sleep. You were tired. That was the truth and you knew what your reflection would look like. Class was the last place you wanted to go right now. As Elijah and Klaus waited for your response, you debated on whether or not you were up for class. And on whether or not you should request anything of them. "Could you guys maybe... I don't know.. compel my teacher to not notice my absence.... or something," you paused between words unsure of how they'd handle your request. Your eyes stayed glued to the ground. "Please." It was the first time since they had met you that they heard nerves in your voice. Or that it had ever been that low. A whisper. You weren't the type to use them for their powers, so it was clear to them that you felt hesitant to ask for their help. Both brothers looked at each before sharing a smile. Their little human was finally asking for their help, even if it was something so small. "After all this time of knowing you, your first request is to get out of class?" Klaus teased poking fun at how easy of task it was. You looked up to see him smiling at you, making your nerves disappear completely. Elijah down below was giving you the same look and as you looked from one to the other you couldn't help the words that slipped out. "I love you guys." Without thinking much about the words you had uttered, you walked towards your room. Yawning as you went. But both brothers stayed standing in their places. Yes indeed you were strange. Both were killers with a horrible past. You knew that. And yet here you were uttering those words that made them feel human. As if they were still good.

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