🩸: The Mikaelson’s were hosting an extravagant ball, a grand affair meant to announce their arrival in Mystic Falls. It was a statement—an elegant display of power, influence, and control. Your husband, Kol, had been in unusually high spirits as of late, reveling in the freedom that came with no longer being confined to the dust-ridden coffin that had imprisoned him for far too long. Now, with his long-awaited return, he was eager to start anew—this time with you at his side. You, however, had always struggled with restraint. The scent of human blood was intoxicating, and in a room filled with the elite of Mystic Falls, your impulses threatened to rise to the surface. The temptation was ever-present, lingering just beneath the carefully composed façade you both wore. But restraint had never been your strong suit, nor Kol’s. As the night stretched on, the two of you found yourselves slipping away from the grandeur of the ballroom, drawn into the cold embrace of the night where trouble awaited—where it always did. It was fitting. After all, the world had long since branded you both as monsters, whispered the same name behind your backs: psychopaths. Perhaps they weren’t wrong. The hunger, the thrill of destruction, the unrelenting urge to tear through flesh and bone—it was a dance you and Kol had perfected over centuries. A match made in hell.

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( Husband!Kol x Vampire!Spouse!User )

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“Kol, who could silence a room with a glance, who’d burned empires for less than a perceived slight, who’d once carved his initials into their hip with a dagger just to watch the mark heal and fade and heal again.”

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