Overbearing Brothers: A Kol Mikaelson Imagine

Request from Anon: TO prompt: overprotective Klaus starts stalking Kol and threatening any guy that looks his way. Kol gets fed up with this and demands Elijah to fix this. Elijah is so done with his little brothers but agrees with Klaus. (Daniel!Kol)

Sorry this has taken so long! I hope this is okay for you lovely, enjoy x 

Elijah was quite enjoying the peace and quiet that came with his absentee brothers. He was resting in one of the old arm chairs, reading his favourite book. Edifying his mind, as Klaus would say. 

But, of course, nothing good ever lasts forever. 

“Bloody hell, Nik. I’m a thousand years old for God’s sake”, Elijah recognised his recently resurrected brother’s new Northern accent float through the halls of the compound. He sounded angry, (then again, when didn’t he?) and that could only mean that Klaus had done something to irritate him. 

Elijah closed his book, a sigh of despair escaping him. 

“Well, in case you didn’t notice Kol, you have already died once. All I’m doing is trying to stop that happening again.”

“Oh, since when have you ever cared what happens to me?”

The two brothers hadn’t yet come into Elijah’s view but judging from the silence that came after Kol’s words, he knew that they had been the wrong words to choose. Kol was still unaware of how the hybrid had tried to avenge his death, adopting the victimised attitude that was so typical of him. 

It was at this point, the eldest of the three decided he should probably step in. He found them in the corridor, facing each other, familiar Mikaelson anger in their eyes, and faces like stone. If Kol had been immortal at this point, no doubt a few stakes would have been thrown, or perhaps a dagger implanted in his chest. 

Elijah cleared his throat, returning to his suave composure that acted as a calming force in these situations. 

“What on earth is all the noise about?”

“Elijah, great. Will you please tell Nik that he doesn’t need to stalk me? That I am perfectly capable of talking to people myself without getting killed?”

“Elijah. Will you please tell Kol that I’m not stalking him. I’m keeping an eye on him. And that he thought that it was a good idea to start talking to Jeremy bloody Gilbert and look where that got him.”

Elijah sighed yet again, memories of his brothers of children swimming to the surface. They’d been like this when they were human, but he knew it was because they cared about each other. Of course, they’d never admit that. 

“Kol, Niklaus has a point. You have died, and you’re not immortal anymore. You’re subject to any number of threats now.”

Kol shook his head in disbelief, laughing to stop himself from screaming. All he wanted was some independence, some time with his new girlfriend and at this rate, he wouldn’t even get that. 

“Do you know what? Fine, you two do you want. I’ll be with Davina, anywhere else but with you two.”

The youngest Mikaelson brother stormed off, ignoring the stares he gained from his siblings. He was fed up of having someone constantly looking over his shoulder, and he knew Klaus wouldn’t stop. 

So, now, it was just up to him to come up with a plan. After all, outsmarting his brothers was his specialty. 


There is nothing more emotional than when footage is released from a tv series or movie franchise that’s come to it’s end, and you hear the “that’s a wrap!” and the crew that’s been together for years starts crying and hugging


“Dear diary, I’m not a believer. People are born, they grow old, and then they die. That’s the world we live in. There’s no magic, no mysticism, no immortality. There’s nothing that defies rational thought. People are supposed to be who they say they are. And not lie or hide their true selves. It’s not possible. I’m not a believer, I can’t be. But how can I deny what’s right in front of me? Someone who never grows old… Never gets hurt… Someone who changes in ways that can’t be explained… Girls bitten… Bodies drained of blood…”  — The Vampire Diaries (2009 - 2017)