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Because He Listens - Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

Prompt: I tried my best with this one. It isn't as long as some of my others but I wrote what felt right at the time. love triangles are hard enough pentagons much harder.

Warnings: None just swearing really.

Beta'd by my lovely long time friend, beta and fellow writer @lets-imagine-fanfics

ENJOY!!

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You started your day like every other day.  

Wake up brush your teeth, take a shower, get dressed, makeup, hair, then out the door. However, this morning you were bombarded with Damon Salvatore laying on your bed causally when you came out with a towel on your body, and one wrapped around your hair. You gave him a silent glare as you picked out your clothes in silence.  

Once you’d gotten what you needed out of your closet, you spun around to face him when it became obvious that he wasn’t going away, no matter how much you ignored his presence. You gave him a fake sweet smile that did nothing but amuse the older man. 

“How can I help you, Damon?” You asked with a sickeningly sweet tone. 

“Have you thought about what I said last night?” He responded, his tone turning serious.  

“Why are you doing this Damon? You’ve never cared if I was at the centre of danger before!” You shouted as you walked through your front door after fighting against some witch who came for a doppelganger or more specifically doppelganger blood. 

“Because I care okay! Oh yes, I know that’s a shocking concept but I. CARE.” He punctuated with his usual level of sarcasm and sass.  

“About Elena yes. Me? Never.” You snarked back with an eye roll.  

“Well, I care about you, okay?” He sighed seriously, his usually sarcastic demeanour dropping.   

“Why?” You snapped making him close his eyes as if exasperated by this entire situation. 

“Because-” He seemed to stop, wondering whether his reason was worth stating but you crossed your arms in a way that said you wouldn’t drop this, so he stared down at you as he walked closer.  

“Because...I love you.” He muttered quietly.  

“Tell me your joking?” You whispered with wide eyes.  

“Oh yeah, this seems like the type of prank I’m fond of, doesn’t it?” He growled in annoyance.  

“What is it with you brothers!?” You screamed as you lightly pushed Damon away.  

“So, I guess Stefan got here first.” He grumbled like a pouting child.  

“What is there to think about, Damon?” You sighed as you stepped away from him, your eyes dropping to the floor as you contemplated how to handle this.  

You’d never really been told ‘I love you’ by anyone who seriously meant it and now you had Stefan, who had told you before the fight; and Damon, who had told you after the fight. Oh, and let's not forget the good Mikaelson brothers who seemed to have taken an interest too. How the hell were you supposed to deal with this?  

“Well, do you like either of us?” Damon tried with an eye roll to show his frustration.  

“Between the Salvatore brothers, the Mikaelson brothers and a witch trying to kill me I haven’t exactly thought about it!” You shouted as you disappeared into the bathroom to change.  

You slid on your undies, bra and jeans before realising you hadn’t grabbed your top as you were too busy thinking about how your life was turning out. You knew Klaus had a thing for Caroline as well, so you never really took him seriously until last night while fighting this witch, he jumped in front of a giant flaming ball to save you all the while Elijah hid you behind him.  

“I’m not doing this. I’m not Elena and I don’t enjoy being stuck in a love triangle...or a pentagon in this case.” You snapped through the door before wrapping the towel around your bra-covered torso and making your way out of the bathroom to grab your top.  

You grabbed the article of clothing ignoring Damon’s eyes on you before rushing back to the bathroom. Once you’d tucked your plain black V-neck t-shirt into your high waisted jeans you exited the bathroom to Damon who was sitting on the end of your bed staring at the floor.  

“If you can’t decide then I guess we’ll do it for you.” Damon hissed before speeding out of your room and your apartment before you could even ask what he meant. 

You stood there with a frown on your face as you pulled out a pair of socks and started putting them on but once again you were interrupted by a knock on your door. You finished putting your socks on and walked out of your bedroom to answer the apartment door.  

You stared at the British vampire with narrowed eyes as she looked at you in confusion, her eyebrow raised as if silently asking what was wrong.  

“You’re not here to profess your undying love for me too, are you Bex?” You whispered suspiciously.  

“No, definitely not love.” Rebekah snorted as she pushed her way into the apartment without another word. 

“So Damon told you?” Rebekah chuckled as she flopped down onto your couch.  

“Yeah, and Stefan. All the while your biggest brother protected me from a witch and your other brother took a fireball for me. I feel like I’m in the cheesiest rom-com ever to exist. I have my own Harem.” You sighed dramatically as you flopped down next to her, sinking into the couch as if that would protect you from this entire situation.  

“Did you get Bonnie to cast a spell?” She whispered jokingly.  

“In what world is this something I would want?” You asked seriously making Rebekah shrug in response. 

“To break 4 people's hearts all in one go!” You huffed angrily making her smile sympathetically.  

“So...you don’t like any of them?” Rebekah asked with a raised brow.  

“I didn’t say that! But I’m not gonna choose one so the others can watch as I have a happy ending with the one I do like!” You snapped as you jumped up from the couch.  

“Well, it's better than letting yourself be unhappy just to save these idiots. They all chose to pursue you, that was their choice. Forget about them and do what makes you happy.” She responded with a kind smile on her face.  

“Everyone is gonna be unhappy with my choice.” You muttered sadly, your eyes casting down to the floor the fear of your friends hating you was eating away at you.  

“So? Why does it matter? Do something for you.” She stated calmly as she stood from the couch.  

“Is it really that simple though?” You asked uneasily, your heart pounding a little at the thought of finally pursuing the one person you’d been head over heels for, for months.  

“Yeah, it’s really that simple.” She stated as she pulled you into a hug.  

You spend the rest of the day with Rebekah, eating waffles and drinking coffee while you watch bad tv. You didn’t know what you’d do without her in your corner to back you up. At least if your friends abandoned you, you’d always have Rebekah.  

It was now 4pm and Rebekah was about to leave but before she was out of the door one of her brothers texted her. The text had Rebekah staring at her phone with wide eyes before glancing up at you with a pained look on her face. You frowned as she passed you the phone but once you looked at the words you couldn’t help the scream of frustration that came out of your mouth. 

Kol - Why are our dear brothers having dinner with the Salvatores’? 

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” You screamed making Rebekah wince at the volume. 

“I’ll drive you.” was all Rebekah said as she took out her car keys and started to head out of the apartment. 

You slid your boots on, running after her with an angry frown on your face. You couldn’t believe these idiots! What were you, some prize to be won! You glanced at Rebekah who looked rather angry herself, but you knew it was because she, as a woman who fought for woman’s rights back in the twenties, thought this whole thing was barbaric. 

She sped to her house which wasn’t far her fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly as she pulled up to the Mikaelson mansion. She got out of the car, followed by you as you both stormed into the house.  

You’re glad you had backup because this wasn’t something you wanted to deal with at all, let alone by yourself. 

She flung the door open to the dining room rather dramatically. If it was any other day, you’d probably have laughed at her antics but right now all you could see was red. You stared at the four men who were casually eating dinner and sipping glasses of blood. 

“What the hell do you wankers think you’re doing!?” Rebekah screeched, her arms crossing over her chest. 

“That is not your concern, Rebekah. If you could please leave that would be much appreciated.” Elijah stated politely, making you raise a brow at him. 

“It’s definitely my business don’t you think, oh noble one.” You snapped sarcastically as you mirrored Rebekah’s stance. 

“I would like to point out I didn’t put this dinner together.” Klaus chuckled as he glanced at Damon and his own brother, snitching on them quite happily.  

“Seriously, Elijah? What happened to be a feminist? I guess we can’t just forget you were from a Viking era! Fucking caveman.” You snarled making Elijah look down at the floor, shame taking over his expression.  

“What did you think was going to come from this?” You asked seriously.  

“We were trying to find a fair way we could all throw our hat in the ring,” Stefan muttered quietly his face covered in shame just like Elijah’s. 

“THERE IS NO FUCKING RING! KEEP YOUR FUCKING HATS ASSHOLES!” You snapped.  

“That’s exactly what Klaus said you’d say.” Damon scoffed as he glanced over at the hybrid.  

“That’s because he listens to me!” You snapped angrily making everyone's eyes snap to Klaus who looked rather proud of himself.  

“Him? Seriously!” Damon shouted as he jumped up from his seat at the table. 

“I am so not getting into this right now.” You sighed as your caught Klaus’s eyes staring at you curiously, but he kept quiet. 

“He’s a fucking monster!” Damon growled angrily. 

“She only said he listened Damon. Calm down.” Stefan sighed softly. 

“She’s obviously not going to pick one of you nutters. What do ya say, darling?” You heard a mischievous voice chuckled behind you and Rebekah.  

“You’re so not funny Kol.” You huffed as you pushed him away from you with a small laugh.  

“Well, it’s obviously going to be one of the noble ones.” Kol snorted as he pointed to Stefan and Elijah. 

“Ya know what! I’m sick of you ancient bastards assuming you have all the answers, okay, so here we have it!” You shouted as you stormed over to Klaus’s chair and stood behind it.  

“SEE!” Damon screamed as he got into a position like he was about to fight anyone who disagreed. 

“SHUT UP! Do you even know why I’m picking him? Hmm or do you only care if I picked you? Hmm.” You snarled as you started towards Damon.  

“That man over there was abused and betrayed his entire life! Yes, he did some shit but so have ALL of you, so have I. He gifted me things-”  

“I gifted you things!” Damon shouted, interrupting you.  

“Yes, because I seem like a diamond and Prada kind of girl, don’t I!?” You snapped making his eyes widen. 

“What did he gift you? Princess dresses and horses?” Damon snapped right back at you.  

“No! He bought me a stuffed wolf, drew a picture of me, he gave me a hand-carved figurine of my favourite tv character and last, but definitely not least, he took my dead mother’s coat to be mended by the best he could find so it would look brand new! But gifts aren't everything Damon! He also listened to me talk for hours about things I like, even though he has no idea what I’m talking about half the time. He drops off coffee and food for me when I’m so busy with college work, I don’t eat or drink. He even brought me a full 2 weeks' worth of grocery shopping with all the things I would usually get. He never once touched me or came into my house without me saying so. The way he looks at me as he draws me doing mundane things, makes me feel so seen and cared for. I am very much in love with him and if you don’t fucking like it, there's the door!” You screamed as Klaus glanced at you in absolute disbelief.  

“You see that look right there?” You exclaimed as you looked at him from where you were originally screaming at Damon.  

“He’s shocked I chose him. You lot think you have the right to put your hat in the ring but he’s just happy to be around me and before anyone says anything else. It’s been him long before you lot made your feelings for me known.” You chuckled softly as you gave Klaus the sweetest smile you could muster which he returned rather shyly.  

“I think it’s time we leave, brother,” Stefan stated as Elijah stared between you and his brother.  

“I did not realise you cared for her so much Niklaus. I am sorry to have gotten in the way of that dear brother.” Elijah stated seriously his tone apologetic.  

“Congrats on doing what you wanted, Y/N. Can’t wait to be sister in laws!” Rebekah chuckled as she ran out of the room dragging Kol with her.  

Once you were alone with Klaus you stared at him from the other side of the dining room table with a soft nervous smile. Your heart was pounding in your chest as he stood up and stride over to you. You barely had a chance to know what was happening but when he took you into his arms holding you like this wasn’t real and it would vanish if he blinked too hard.  

“I love you, Niklaus Mikaelson.” You whispered into his ear softly. 

He pulled away to look down at you as he cupped the back of your head. His ocean blue eyes staring down at you in amazement. He opened his mouth a few times but for the first time in 1000 years, his words seemed to be failing him.  

“I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N.” He whispered as his eyes flickered to your lips.  

“Kiss me, Niklaus.” You whispered, clutching his Henley like it was the only thing grounding you.  

He leant down, his plush lips pressing against yours so carefully it made your heart pound against your chest as if looking for an escape. His lips were soft and gentle as he kissed you, holding onto you as if you’d disappear at any second.  

Once he pulled away you wrapped your arms around him and buried your head in your chest which he returned by holding you as close as he could.  

“T-Thank you for loving me.” He whispered into your hair before placing a kiss there.  

“I always will. Speaking of we should probably talk about me changing.” You stated softly making him frown.  

“I don’t see why you need to change. You look fine the way you are now.” He stated in confusion which had you giggling.  

“I meant into a vampire. I don’t wanna be old and wrinkly while you still look hotter than hell itself.” You chuckled and he pulled away from you his eyes widening.  

“You’d become a vampire for me?” He asked as if he couldn’t believe it.  

“Of course, I would. I’m waiting till I turn 21 though.” You chuckled making him smile down at you with a loving smile.  

“Yes, love.” He laughed as you pulled him back in for another hug.  

This was the man you loved, no matter what. 

[little-x-wolf]

| cardigan — the salvatores x reader |

there was a superstition that if you kissed your soulmate in the maze, you'd be bonded for life.

warnings: angst, guiseppe is a terrible father, a barrel full of tears, mentions of violence, lil bit of katherine slander!

merry christmas everyone!

“Vintage tee, brand new phone

High heels on cobblestones

When you are young, they assume you know nothing”

You remember those days like yesterday. The three of you laying underneath the old willow, basking in the warmth of the Virginian sun at the Veritas. Some days you played hide and seek amidst the Salvatore maze. You'd place a peck on both of their cheeks for good luck. There was a superstition that if you kissed your soulmate in the maze, you'd be bonded for life. 

They kept telling you — the elders — that one day life was going to overtake your friendship. Soulmates would turn to friends, friends to acquaintances and one day, Salvatore would be a name you used to know. The three musketeers would exist in just memories, to never meet again. But those were just farces, right? 

You knew your bond was unbreakable.

“Sequin smile, black lipstick

Sensual politics

When you are young, they assume you know nothing”

Lily Salvatore died in 1858. Their fathers' beatings had become frequent to the point they couldn't even hide it from you. An occasional pat on the back would have Damon hissing. He seldom lied to Giuseppe to save Stefan from trouble. You would patch him up at night, listening the best you could. 

The nightmares in the deep pits of his mind had come to fruition. His mother was dead; His brother hiding in the closet from his drunkard of a father. Sometimes, their maid, Betsy would hum his mother's lullaby to help him sleep. Before long, Giuseppe had her released of her duties. You took over the role, your fingers caressing his raven locks — you helped him sleep. 

“But I knew you, Dancin' in your Levi's

Drunk under a streetlight, I knew you

Hand under my sweatshirt

Baby, kiss it better, I

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite”

Damon was sent to fight for the confederacy. Stefan was to be engaged to Rosalyn Cartwright, and you were to be married off to a wealthy Englishman. Your little games had stopped for a while now, but the older Salvatore wrote whenever he could. You'd write back, of course, waiting eagerly for his return. You feared he'd come too late; You'd be gone in a month or two.

Stefan would sneak you out sometimes, take you riding on Mezzanotte, his favourite horse. One time, he stole a bottle of rum from his father's collection to accompany the two of you on your getaway. He watched as you guzzled it down greedily, slurred disappointments tumbling from your lips in no time. Lord, you wished you'd never grown up. And when you started to sob, he held you tightly against his chest, placing a kiss on the top of your head. 

He wished it too. He wished it too.

A friend to all is a friend to none

Chase two girls, lose the one

When you are young, they assume you know nothin'

Then one day, a storm racked through your garden. One damsel by the name of Katherine Pierce, swiping them off their feet, boys who once had been yours. Rosalyn Cartwright was found mauled by an animal underneath the old willow, wide eyes staring upwards. They held a secret that couldn't be whispered anymore.

Her body was barely in the ground when you found Stefan emerging from the damsel's chambers. You were disappointed; He didn't care. Fights between the Salvatores had become frequent. They had become thirsty for the others blood, constantly fighting over her affections. Your despised the girl, maintaing as much distance from her as possible. They were well aware. Soon, they stopped bringing her up in your presence and eventually, visits to your house became scarce.

Stefan accompanied Katherine to the ball; Damon took you (because Katherine had chosen his brother). You smelt the whiskey on his breath, pushing him away when he kissed you in the darkness of your room. You were no rebound. You were no second choice. It stung your heart to think he thought otherwise. If you could have been, though, life would've turned out differently.

“But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss

I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs

The smell of smoke would hang around this long

'Cause I knew everything when I was young”

The Salvatores were dead. Giuseppe had a statement released saying that they died while trying to capture vampires. But you knew better. At last, you knew the secret Rosalyn was trying to tell you. Katherine was a vampire and they died trying to save her. 

You couldn't even remember the last time the three of you spoke. You weren't even allowed to be there when they were buried. You couldn't peck their cheeks or sing them a lullaby. And when you broke down finally, it was in the isolation of your room. Giuseppe died shortly afterwards and the house burnt down. You left for London, visiting the manor sometimes with your husband whenever you were around. 

You'd sit underneath the spot where the old willow used to be and think of them. Your boys. The lake dried up with and so did your tears. Your children would ask about the Veritas and you'd realize, when all your words were littered with past tenses, that Salvatore was a name you used to know. 

“I knew I'd curse you for the longest time

Chasin' shadows in the grocery line

I knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired

And you'd be standin' in my front porch light”

Sometimes, on a particularly despondent day, you could see them in the dark alleyways, tiptoeing out of your memories and onto the corner of your eyes. In grocery lines, the cinemas, you swore you saw them on your porch in London once. And oh, you'd curse them. The sadness had turned into fury over the years and white hot it was. They didn't even care to say goodbye. Why should you spend the rest of your life thinking about them then? 

They chose to let you go. You didn't.

“And I knew you'd come back to me

You'd come back to me

And you'd come back to me

And you'd come back”

Your husband succumbed to the flu a few years later and in 1917, you decided to move your family back to Mystic Falls. One day, someone showed up at your door, asking for directions to the Boarding House. It was Damon and Stefan. They had barely aged at all while you were a 70-something lady with wrinkles and a barely functioning eyesight.

"The most beautiful I've seen you," Stefan murmured as he clung onto you, concious of not hugging you too tightly. He didn't want to hurt you.

Damon couldn't meet your eyes for a few minutes. The last time he did was before he kissed you. The kiss had been devoid of every good thing he felt about you, reduced to the anger at his brother and desperation after getting rejected. He hadn't been able to forgive himself. 

It took you all a little time to settle into your new reality. You were happy to have them back in your life. You were a frail old lady now, there wasn't much you could do physically. But on slow days, you'd find yourself with a cup of tea in the parlour of your house, settled admist your two boys. You loved to hear about all their adventures—the good and the bad ones.

You kept Stefan from going off the rails.

“And when I felt like I was an old cardigan

Under someone's bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite”

The Salvatores had a home till October 5, 1934, the last sunrise you'd ever see. Stefan clasped your head and Damon hummed you a lullaby, holding in the tears as you dozed off. The next time you met Stefan was about a century later and Damon followed soon.

And the three musketeers were reunited, never to part again.

[coffeesugarandsand]

Middle of the road

Damon is depressed and overdramatic <3

-Angst and fluff -Damon Salvatore x Reader -Might turn this into a series

Damon had fallen on his face many times, it's hard not to when the only family you have left hates you, even more so when that family is your own brother.

Tonight was one of the worst blowouts he and Stefan have had in a while. It was about Elena, it was always about Elena. Bunny Blood isnt satisfying Stefan's hunger anymore, but of course, Stefan won't listen to anything Damon has to say because keeping the Rabbit diet is safer for Elena. In other words, Stefan doesn't want to end up like the selfish and arrogant Vampire that Damon is, the one that Elena hates.

So now here Damon is on a Friday night quite literally falling on his face as he's basically blackout drunk on alcohol and blood, walking down the middle of the road. At one point he lies down in the middle of the road, mind to dizzy to keep walking.

"Damon?" A familiar voice calls out to him. Elena's younger sister, Y/N Gilbert. "Middle Gilbert? What are you doing out here, hasn't your sister warned you about the vampires? They're dangerous y'know." Damon slurs, his eyes closed.

"Damon, are you drunk... Why do you have blood all over you?" Y/N leans over Damon. "Dont worry I didn't go on a spree, it's only blood bags, o-" Damon slurs out as he finally opens his eyes and looks up at Y/N.

"I wasn't worried, why are you out here like this?" Y/N brushes his hair out of his eyes as she tries to stand him up. "Fight with Stefan" Damon sighs out, complying with her efforts to stand him up. He stumbles before he swings his arm around Y/N's shoulders.

He laughs before looking at you confused "Wait, why are you out here again, Middle Gilbert?" He says, trying to balance himself on his own, and failing miserably. Y/N grabs his shoulder "I was at your house actually. Everyone is freaking out about Klaus and I needed some air." "Air is good, I like air."

"Me too" Y/N laughs at him.

Y/N looks around for somewhere to sober Damon up, deciding his house isn't the best option considering how many people are there. Y/N leads Damon to her house and into her room, dropping him onto the bed. "If you wanted me in your bed, you could've just asked" Damon hums shutting his eyes again. I roll my eyes and go get a wet rag to wipe Damon off making sure to grab a hoodie and sweats from Jeremy's closet.

"Roll over lemme wipe your face" Damon groans as he rolls over, but puts on his usual arrogant smirk when he sees her. "Gonna give me a sponge bath?" He grins wider. "Shut up" I slap his arm before wiping his face. I look down gently wiping his face, occasionally forcing Damon to drink some water.

As he sobers up Damon starts to become more aware of his surroundings and his current state. "Fuck..." "Sober now? talk to me."

"Stefan chose Elena over me, which isnt unusual but I'm just...tired of it y'know. Everyone has chosen anyone except me for over 100 years" Damon expresses, while trying to mask his emotions.

I run my hands through his hair trying to calm him down, trying to prevent him from getting himself worked up again.

"I understand...well not the over 100 years part but being everyone's second choice, Elena is everyones favorite, the golden child, and before my parents died Jeremy was their baby. I just fell under the radar" We sit in silence for a minute, with the fact that both of us had such messed up lives, and complicated feelings.

"We have each other"

"Yeah we do"

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[supercap2319]

part two please

Y/N hoped that Stefan was lying to him. That at this very moment, Bonnie was doing a locator spell to help bring him home. That Damon knew where Stefan had fled to, and he and Elena were on their way to pick him up. He hoped that when Stefan said no one was coming for him, it was just a clever tactic to scare him into behaving, but deep down, Y/N knew Stefan was telling him the truth.

No one was coming to his rescue. It was just him and Stefan, alone in this chateau. It was like a cold rock had settled itself inside Y/N’s stomach. He had no magic to defend himself from a Ripper vampire. Stefan would never hurt him, but he would punish, and Y/N didn't know what kind of punishments Stefan had in mind for witches who don't behave themselves.

A shiver ran down his spine as Y/N tried not to cry in between making his sandwich upon returning to the living room with Stefan. The vampire had already opened up another blood bag, and was greedily drinking from it. He gave Y/N a suspicious look. As if he knew Y/N was trying not to be sad, or that he could smell it on him.

“Don't be sad, Y/N. I'm a great babysitter. Just do exactly as I tell you, and we won't have a problem.” Stefan said.

Y/N nods. He's been in worse situations than this, but he's always had Stefan to back him up. He's always had Elena, hell, even Damon. Y/N could even count on his magic as well, and now… He didn't have either of those things.

“Good. Now, finish your food, I want to show you to your room.”

“I get a room? What no dungeon downstairs?” Y/N asked.

Stefan smiled bemused. “Of course you get a room, but if you'd prefer to sleep somewhere else that's other than comfortable, I think there's a doghouse out back.”

“No. Bedroom is fine.”

Stefan led him up the staircase, and towards a bunch of rooms and hallways until he opened a door for Y/N. “This is your room.” Y/N walked into the room that had a giant king sized bed with European walls and decorations. With a flat screen TV and coffee maker. “There's a bathroom through there and a closet for all your stuff. This was my old room back in 1864 when Winfield Sutherland invited me to stay with him and his family.”

“Do I wanna know what happened to the Sutherlands?” Y/N asked.

“Probably not.” Stefan shrugged before he got closer to Y/N, until their lips were almost touching. “Don't even think of trying to escape. It won't end well for you, and I'd hate having to punish you on your first night here.” It was a warning. A threat, but there was a hidden meaning underneath it as well. A promise of something more than just punishment, but something of erotic as well.

Y/N nods and gulps. Stefan smirks and walks towards the door. “I'm just down the hall if you need anything.”

“Wait, you're not going to sleep with me?” Y/N asked.

Then he immediately regretted what he said because of how it sounded. He didn't mean it like that at all, but apparently he and Stefan were on the same wavelength, because the vampire gave him a wolfish grin. “Oh, you want me to sleep with you? Such a naughty boy. I figured you'd wait until later on to act like a slut for me.”

Y/N blushed. “That's not what I meant. Now, can you please get out?”

Stefan chuckled and walked off.

After changing into his pajamas, Y/N tucked himself into the comfortable bed and was trying to sleep, when the door to his bedroom opened. There was a blur and some weight was added to the bed. Y/N turned to see a shirtless Stefan Salvatore. His green eyes were trained on the ceiling with his arms behind his head. God he was so handsome with his perfect hair, chiseled features, and sculpted that Y/N remembers running his tongue over. He wanted so desperately to jump Stefan's bones, but he had to be strong. He couldn't give into temptation, otherwise, Stefan would have total control over him.

For now, he would enjoy the warmth of Stefan's body against his own as Y/N closed his eyes and let sleep overtake him.

[crossedsabers10s]

I saw something about Damon being a shapeshifter and going gender is stupid. Any more hcs or scenarios on that?

alkfdjalkfjdsf okay okay so!!! In S1 he was very much playing a role. He was the Bad Guy. Except that was to mask his real mission. He was there to save Katherine. Tormenting Stefan and causing trouble in Mystic falls are also goals, but secondary to the first, more amusements than anything. He also probably spent literal decades planning out exactly how everything was going to go. Some of his decisions were absolutely for the Drama. Like. Taking a Founding Family Daughter to a Ball in the Lockwood Manor to Retrieve the Amulet-Key??? Dramaaaa. He didn't need to do that. (I mean part of it was def Bothering Stefan, but he really could have just gotten an invitation into the house discreetly at any point prior. There was time between the comet 'charging' Emily's Amulet and the night of the party.) It really just strikes me as 'This is The Plan.' one he's spent who knows how long thinking of. So he has a Role to Play. That role is romantic hero/vengeful lover. He's very set on that, plus I imagine he wanted to present himself as similar, but not quite the same as the man Katherine has once known. Being in Mystic Falls, he's deliberately portraying a version of himself.

This being a very rambling way to say that after he realizes his entire life was based off a lie, Damon goes back to--like yeah sure I'm generally guy-shaped--(insert someone repeating 'generally?' with confusion here)--but who cares about that??? This vampire has spent decades hanging out in every dive bar imaginable and a lot of them had been drag clubs and gay bars and sex clubs and every shade of what society demanded be kept away from the rest of them. Gender isn't even like. some unimportant human concept to him, it's also one humans Made Up that doesn't apply to Other Humans and some of them just enforce the idea of it. It starts off small, in the 'when did you paint your nails?' sense, then he just starts going, yeah this IS a woman's top, but I'm rocking it and I Can Kill You, i think that's more important than how good I look in this sweater. Boots with more of a heel to them, occasional makeup, just whatever he feels like at the time. Sometimes he keeps his original body but wears a skirt, sometimes it's ambiguously androgynous in the 'excuse me, ma'am--sir? sorry, uh, here's your coffee.' And sometimes it's oh those are very much breasts, but that is a men's shirt and his face has stubble. Very nice clothes, like he had tailored shirts in canon, it's the same here. Really nice tops and skirts and shoes. Makeup On Point, expensive stuff, subtle jewelry, Caroline is lowkey annoyed he has such good taste. and also keeps wanting to look through his closet. Throw in some shapeshifting and its 'Are you a man or a woman?' 'I'm a vampire. Sometimes I'm a crow.' 'But what's in your pants?' 'fangs.' Given how very small town 2009 Mystic Falls is, this does not endear him to some people and probably sets him further apart than he was in canon. Though, I do like to imagine that the Originals don't even blink at this and just take it in stride before going back to their Murder Plots. Elijah is particularly gentlemanly, and does all those automatic 'holding out his arm' or 'holding the door, or a jacket' gestures with no reserve.

At some point Damon replaces all the (he usually goes by he because he doesn't especially equate pronouns with gender and does switch it up occasionally but sticks with he/him and his original name bc that's what he introduced himself as and bc Stefan would Make It a Thing--more about Damon throwing away every connection to his human life than him being a jackass, i think, but) but he replaces the pictures of the original Salvatore Siblings in the town archives and basically invents a sister solely for the purposes of gaslighting people into thinking he's the Original Damon Salvatore's Vampire Twin Sister Who Assumed Her Brother's Identity. Elena has to actually ask Stefan if he has a sister, which he denies, except it was a confusing conversation which left her unsure if they actually had a sister at some point or not and Damon somehow convinces her that Stefan doesn't know the actual truth and that he's his own twin. (He was very bored between the post-Tomb Opening binge drinking and depressed episodes.)

Katherine, watching this go down through binoculars: I think I'm proud? Shame he's going to try to kill me, I want to know where he gets his shoes.

i imagine if he wanted to keep up the Masquerade, but walk around town in a different form, he has an ID and backstory all set for a distant cousin on his mother's side. Her name is Desdemona, yeah they do look a lot alike, they both take after their mother's family. Stefan, stuck escorting his 'cousin' around town: please stop inventing Family Drama to talk about, you literally killed off any real family we have.

Damon, who has made a fake family tree and charts and has files on personalities complete with Thanksgiving Dinner Level Gossip: Not on your life. Don't you want to know how cousin Georgina gets back at Evil Aunt Charlotte?

Stefan: ...you need a hobby. A different hobby.

Damon: listen, it's this or murder. you pick.

Stefan: *sighs* Did Cousin Georgina elope?

Damon: She Eloped!! This, of course, enraged Evil Aunt Charlotte so much she had a heart attack and died!! Right there in the dining room!!

Stefan: we told people we were orphans with no close family, Damo--..Desdemona.

Damon, mentally plotting out how Evil Aunt Charlotte's funeral is going to have suspicious man in all black attend, who, when he turns to leave, reveals a gun under his jacket: We were estranged, problem solved. They didn't like Father. honestly, who did?

okay that took a very cracky turn but!! Vampires using their powers and immortality for Ridiculous Shit is my favorite thing

Gradually practicing until he can hold a full shift for as long as he wants and just disappears for a week to be a bird bc god knows the murders hanging around town are more fun than the people. Blood red lipstick and winged eyeliner and feathers nearly blending in with black hair. Eyes a touch too wide or irises oddly sized, dark blue nearly corner to corner. Spends a month breaking limbs oddly often bc he fucked up his bones and now theyre hollow even when he’s human-shaped. Maybe in this verse vampires are a bit wilder, a bit more connected to dark powers, and Damon especially so. Some others get stuck or can only partially adopt animal form, giving them a bestial appearance—and play their part in the myth of vampirism, the origin of some of the world’s stories.

Stefan can’t shift, doesn’t really have that talent and has none on animal blood, but when he isn’t maybe he can float a bit. Some murderous parody of Peter Pan—forever young and forever luring people away never to be seen again. (He could fly in the books, once he’s had more than animal blood. So could Damon.)

[ofuntamedhearts]

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬 !

FULL NAME.  Caroline Elizabeth Forbes

NICKNAME.  Care, CareBear, Vampire Barbie/Judgy (Damon), Goldilocks/Gorgeous (Enzo), Love (Klaus),

GENDER.  Cis Female  

HEIGHT.  5′8″ 

AGE.  18/41  (Born on October 12th)  

ZODIAC.   Libra sun (aesthetic oriented, people pleaser, strong moral compass), Aries moon (swift, enthusiastic, and impulsive), Scorpio rising (magnetic, passionate, loyal, obsessive)

SPOKEN LANGUAGES.   English, French, Italian 

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 !

HAIR COLOR.  Blonde (she had a red hair phase freshman year of high school. It was a dark time.)

EYE COLOR.  Blue

SKIN TONE. Fair-skinned

BODY TYPE.   Slim, slender  

VOICE.  Mezzo-Soprano

DOMINANT HAND.  Right

SCARS.  None, thanks to that handy vampire healing ability. The fact that she has no physical scars often messes with her head, as she thinks people do not understand that she still has trauma from what she’s been through even though there is no longer physical evidence of it. 

TATTOOS.  None, and with no plans to get any. She subscribes to the “you don’t put a bumper sticker on a Bentley” mentality.   

PIERCINGS.   Two holes in each earlobe, cartilage piercing on her left ear. She got a belly button piercing during the ill-fated red hair era, but Liz found out and made her let the hole close up.

BIRTHMARKS.   None

MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S).   Eyes, hair, smile

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 !

HOMETOWN.   Mystic Falls, Virgina

SIBLINGS.   None  

PARENTS.  Bill and Elizabeth Forbes 

𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 !

OCCUPATION.  Headmistress 

CURRENT RESIDENCE.  Mystic Falls, Virginia  

CLOSE FRIENDS.  She is having a hard time with knowing who is friends with her anymore. There is a loneliness in that her past self has far more connections than she is allowing herself to have 

RELATIONSHIP STATUS.  Widowed by Stefan Salvatore on March 8th, 2018. Has had a fling or two since, but nothing stable.

FINANCIAL STATUS.  Stable.

DRIVER’S LICENSE.  Yes! She has her motorcycle license too. (Stefan’s influence, for sure)

𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !

SEXUAL ORIENTATION.  Demisexual

PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE.  Prefers to be the caretaker most of the time, constantly trying to think up meaningful ways to make sure that the people around her know how appreciated they are.

PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE.  Definitely a switch.

RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES.  Once she decides she’s in, she’s in for the long haul, come what may. Can be clingy and jealous. Very thoughtful, just wants to make life for her partner as idyllic as possible. Remembers every single milestone (first kiss, first date, anniversaries) but does not expect her partners to do the same.  Consistently uses sex as a weapon or distraction. 

LIBIDO. Incredibly high, probably something to do with forever being stuck with teenage hormones. 

TURN ON’S. Protectiveness, thoughtfulness, having secrets with her partner,  eye contact, neck kisses, consensual roughness. Super big fan of angry/make up sex. Also very into building tension with secret glances/touches in public.

TURN OFF’S. Ignoring her, interrupting her, pessimism, sexism, messiness, lack of commitment/affection.  

LOVE LANGUAGE.  Her preferred love languages to receive are physical touch, words of affirmation and quality time. Her preferred love languages to give are acts of service and physical touch.

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 !

CHARACTER’S THEME SONGS.    Mastermind by Taylor Swift. Hurricane by Halsey. Sweet Caroline by Neil Diamond. Barbie Girl by Aqua. Problem by Natalia Kills. Tennis Court by Lorde. Where Does The Good Go? by Tegan and Sara. Bottom of the River by Delta Rae. If We Cannot See by Devics. The Future Freaks Me Out by Motion City Soundtrack.

HOBBIES TO PASS TIME.  Reorganizing the closet of every person she lives with, shopping, planning events, learning to bake, sewing, dancing, singing, going to the theatre 

MENTAL ILLNESSES.  Obsessive compulsive disorder, anxiety, PTSD 

PHYSICAL ILLNESSES.  None (shout out to vampirism) 

SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL.  Confident about her abilities (including organization, planning, physical fighting, debate, gift giving). Confident in her sexual skills. Confident in her appearance. Not confident in her ability to have people continue to care for her; constantly thinks that she will outlive her usefulness and be forgotten. Not confident in being chosen first or being considered important.

[zalrb]

Now, she was done with classes for the day and had driven from Whitmore back to the Salvatore Mansion, hoping Stefan was around so she could tell him about her exam, tell him that their studying probably earned her top marks. She saw Stefan almost immediately once she was inside, but he was walking down the stairs in somewhat of a hurry. He hesitated on the last step when he saw Elena.

“Hi,” she said, smiling.

LOL laughing at my own reaction. all elena does is say hi to stefan and im like:

"Elena followed him into his room and then he walked over to his closet, opening the door. He cleared his throat.  "I just ... I've had this forever and I've wanted to give it to you for a while and I kept forgetting…” He stayed still at the door but Elena saw something like resolve steel him. “But, uh, here." 

He took out a blue and brown plaid blanket. The blue and brown plaid blanket. Elena’s lips parted and she walked closer to get a better look. She didn’t know what she’d expected but it wasn’t this, and she couldn’t explain her reaction, the memories that came to her in quick succession.

oh god.... here we fucking go

She looked sharply at him. "Clutter?"

He nodded his head. "Yeah."

zal... why...

She glared at him. "You want me to give it away?" 

Stefan's voice remained even. "No, I just think you should have it."

"Elena, take it," said Stefan, an edge to his voice. His eyes were blazing. "Just take it."

“Fine.” She grabbed it from him. Was that sadness in his eyes? Or acceptance? Either way, Stefan nodded his head and then left the room.

you managed to make me cry over a fucking BLANKET

LMAO to be FAIR. I didn't think it would be so angsty. I wrote it like oh damn, I didn't mean for it to get to that place. But it's SE so it's hard NOT to.

[queenofstelena]

But with you I'd dance in a storm In my best dress (A stelena and Taylor Swift songfic)

Summary: Songfic (Fearless)/An AU - All Human It's a wonderfully rainy day Stefan and Elena were journaling. But for once Elena was lost for words and Stefan has a spectacular idea that they should go out in the rain.

Notes: Never accept anything less from a swiftie! I couldn't not write a songfic without including a Taylor Swift song! :)

Chapters: 1/1

Characters: Stefan Salvatore and Elena Gilbert

Warning(s): Nothing but fluff

Rating: General Audiences

Hope you enjoy <3

There's somethin' bout the way

The street looks when it's just rained

There's a glow off the pavement

You walk me to the car

And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there

In the middle of the parking lot

Yeah

Oh, yeah

Elena was curled up on the couch tapping the end of her pen on her diary. She was at a loss for words at that moment. While Stefan was sitting on the armchair writing away in his journal. Perhaps the problem was she needed inspiration. Oh, what oh what could inspire the brunette.

Stefan noticed, she hadn't written much and looked up to say "Can't think of anything?" He asked softly.

"You could say that," Elena responded with a hint of agitation.

"I have a perfect idea to swipe that mug off your beautiful face!" He said sweetly, smiling as he stood up.

He moved toward Elena he grabbed the diary and the pen and sat the objects to the side and then grabbed Elena's hands pulling her up. She looked confused. He paused for a moment and then went on to say. "And it might inspire you!" Stefan pointed towards the window.

We're drivin' down the road

I wonder if you know

I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now

But you're just so cool

Run your hands through your hair

Absent mindedly makin' me want you

"We can't go out there, it's raining!" Elena said, shocked by Stefan's spontaneousness.

"Yes, but it'll be fun, and we won't be there long enough to get sick so don't worry!" Stefan said smiling, trying to convince her.

"I'll right, I'll go grab the coats!" Elena said in dramatic defeat. Elena and Stefan always loved to joke around like this, it was dramatic but that was the exhilarating part! That's the great part about being together they love laughter and making each other smile. She ran upstairs smiling cheekily as she grabbed the coats.

Stefan's face lit up into a smile as he watched her run upstairs. Little did she know there was a surprise waiting for her there.

And I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me head first

Fearless

And I don't know why

But with you I'd dance in a storm

In my best dress

Fearless

Elena's POV

Upstairs

So baby drive slow

'Til we run out of road in this one horse town

I wanna stay right here in this passenger seat

You put your eyes on me

In this moment now capture it, remember it

As I walked into the room I noticed the coats were on the bed instead of the closet. "huh, odd normally he puts them away. He must have forgotten." I thought, as I went over to grab our jackets.

As I lifted the jackets I found a surprise waiting there for me. There it was a small black velvet box.

I stared in shock for a moment and then regained my posture. I grabbed the small box and opened it. Inside was a beautiful small diamond ring.

I covered her mouth in shock, a hot tear came streaming my cheek when I realized Stefan was going to propose!

While this came as a shock to her it didn't shock Stefan. He planned this out for weeks that's why they came to the lakehouse. He thought he should wait until it was a rainy day to propose, he always thought they were magical. Of course, he wasn't planning on leaving the jackets on the bed but he grabbed them this morning just in case it rain and left it there by accident.

'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me head first

Fearless

And I don't know why

But with you I'd dance in a storm

In my best dress

Fearless

Oh, oh

Stefan watched through the doorway and said "From the moment I met you, you were my light in my dark, my rock, my true love, and epic love, but most of all you were my soulmate. The moment I met you I knew you were the one, falling in love with you has been the greatest gift I could ever ask for. Will, you Elena Gilbert marry me?" Stefan vocalized.

Well you stood there with me in the doorway

My hands shake

I'm not usually this way but

You pull me in and I'm a little more brave

It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really something, it's fearless

"Yes, I will marry you!" I cried, quickly hugging Stefan as he spun me around. I laid my head against the crook of his neck softly. I smiled happily as his arms were wrapped around my waist.

"Before I put this ring on your finger would you like to dance in the rain?" Stefan pulled away and offered. I smile as brightly as before "Yes." I responded.

"Why, Mrs. Future Salvatore would you like me to carry you sparkling rain?" Stefan asked me.

My face broke into a smile as I affirmed "Why, yes Mr. Salvatore I would love that." I giggled as he carried my bridal style downstairs into the rain.

Oh, yeah

'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me head first

Fearless

And I don't know why

But with you I'd dance in a storm

In my best dress

Fearless

Elena moved out of Stefan's arms moving into position to dance. He placed his arms on her waist while Elena placed her arms on his shoulder. Rain poured softly, on their faces as they swayed together.

The sunset glistened onto their skin but they didn't notice all they saw were each other. Elena softly giggled, Stefan loved her laugh it was like a sweet, blissful melody to his ears.

Elena loved Stefan's forest-green eyes they were full of mystery and compassion.

They continued to sway and dance together until the rain stops yes, they forgot the jackets, and yes they got an extremely bad cold but it was worth it. It was worth every hour, minute, and second. Why? Because love is fearless. Dancing in the rain was another memory they could look back on and think fondly of.

'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me head first

Fearless

And I don't know why

But with you I'd dance in a storm

In my best dress

Fearless

Oh, oh, oh yeah

[thefantasticreader]

Being the Salvatore brother's little sister

-Damon and Stefan were both in awe when you were born, Damon was 22 when you were born and Stefan was only 15

-Growing up Damon and Stefan made sure their father never did anything to harm you, going as far as not letting you join in on their games or activities if it helped to keep you safe

-You were never really close with your mother or father so most of your time was spent with your maid and with your older brothers

-Stefan once told you when you were little he didn't want to play with you and it resulted in your bawling your eyes out for the rest of the night until Damon held you to his chest and hummed a soft tune to calm you down. (He was mad at Stefan for the next three days)

-You were so close to them that you'd often sneak into their closets and steal their trousers and shoes and run around in them while your father was not home

-Damon is super protective, he once punched a guy who looked at you wrong and broke his nose, resulting in him getting kicked out of the restaurant you were at

-Katherine was always gentle with you which made your brothers quite jealous of you since she was always so hard to win to begin with

-Before you found out she was a vampire you would cling to her side and she'd do your hair for you or makeup

-Katherine was forced to turn you at 11, so you appear younger than you actually are

-The brothers are naturally great brothers but neither of them are all the wise of how to raise a female, so some things came as a shock to them while you were growing up with them (periods, cramps, crankiness,) Katherine was very helpful during this time ;)

-Stefan still see's you as his younger sibling and while Damon does too, you both remind Stefan your old enough to do normal teen things, drink, drive, etc

-You used to call Stefan Steffy and Damon Dammy when you were little so they both constantly remind you and embarrass you about it

-Your first break up with the guy you liked was tough but not as tough as convincing Damon to not rip the guys head off, Stefan sat with you through the tears and all and helped calm you down with movies and blood bags and junk food

-Stefan will hide your daylight ring if he's mad at you or needs to, which isn't often but when he does Damon always gets it and brings it to you just to tick Stefan off

-Your so used to the bickering from both brothers to the other that you've learned to tune it out or ignore it

-With everything that goes on everyday they are always making sure you are safe

-They understand why you don't like Elena at first, during which period of time you and Damon shit talk her

-Being their little sister you have learned a thing or two about them, picking up on their habits and little manners they do when they're mad, sad, etc

-Both love to mess with you and constantly pull pranks on you

-Stefan bought you your first car at age 89 (Even though you look young your older because your a vamp, Ya'll know what I mean)

-Your smart and kind like Stefan which he loves, but being around Damon so much left you super sassy and super easily annoyed which he hates and Damon loves lol

-If you ever want to do something without them they ask a billion questions first

-Your first school dance you attended was with your brothers at Stefans high school since they couldn't leave you at home and unattended, aka they were scared something bad would happen to you

-You love hanging out with Caroline because she just gets you and she knows how you feel

-If you ever get hurt the brothers are beside themselves and feel extremely guilty

-When you get killed the first time Stefan spent the whole night crying while Damon binge drank his way through the pain, which resulted with even more angry arguments between the two. yes you came back but both didn't talk about what had happened that night afterwards

-Overall they're super sweet to you, except when they're not cause we all know they're both capable of being jerks

[temperancecain]

Hello, everyone!!! I wanted to share a Vampire Diaries Elejah Season Three Canon-divergence fic I've been working on for quite some time now. This is the first chapter, and if you enjoy this, there's twelve more on Fanfiction.net. I'm also going to be cross-posting onto AO3 as well. I hope you enjoy!!!

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Nothing Goes As Planned Chapter One: People Say Goodbye

She had everything planned. Every single detail figured out perfectly, an intricate web of cover stories and truths mixed in. Elena gave it a few days, long enough to make sure Katherine had been telling the truth about Klaus' blood being the cure for a werewolf bite, and then she began the process of saying goodbye to life as she knew it. While it may look easy in movies and on TV, Elena realized just how hard it was to disappear, especially if your face is not your own and you're supposed to have died in a magical ritual. Therefore, she didn't say goodbye completely.

First of all, she had to go to Bonnie, explaining what she intended to do. That went as well as one could expect. As in: not great. But they were best friends, and they'd always support each other, so Bonnie complied to Elena's wishes and cooked her up a few things so that she could stay off of Klaus' radar for as long as possible. The first was a bracelet, fashioned after Katherine's -her daylight one- so that anyone who came into contact with her would sense she was a vampire, and not human. The second was a locator spell blocker, so if a certain vampire -cough, cough, Damon- tried to find her, which he inevitably would, the only witch who could locate her would be Bonnie and there was no way she'd ever give in to Damon, no matter what stunt he pulled, she promised.

The next was a new car, happily provided by Caroline, who likely got it through compulsion-aided channels, as well as a new phone, completely untraceable.

Although she wouldn't be able to touch her inheritance until she officially turned eighteen in a few weeks, Elena luckily had enough money put by to find her travels, although she had no idea just where this crazy plan of hers might lead her. Surprisingly, in all that time, no one cottoned on to her plan who wasn't already in the know, despite how obvious it all was.

Elena was going after Stefan.

She refused to sit back and let Damon take the reins on this one, refused to watch the days go by and let this agonizing worry eat away at her. If she was going to find him, she'd have to do it herself, Klaus and his threats be damned. Stefan would do the same for her, if their roles were reversed. She knew he would; she knew it in her heart, her bones. Elena had lost too many people to let the love of her life go, too.

The time drew nearer to the date she'd picked out, June 2nd. Elena began getting extra gas and spare tires so she wouldn't have to worry about stopping when she got on the road. Shifting her wardrobe into duffel bags, taking only the barest of essentials, which unfortunately didn't include her beloved journal, but she planned to get a notebook on the road, something she could use to help her map out her thoughts as well as serve as a place to record her progress with finding Stefan. She'd already gleaned as much as she could from Damon, having found his little research project fairly easily. It seemed the elder Salvatore hadn't learned from his whole 'Moonstone in the soap dish' debacle when it came to hiding places. His closet? Seriously? Then again, it's not a place Elena would exactly be familiar with, and she might not have peeked in there at all if Damon hadn't fallen asleep on the couch one night and she'd gone looking for a blanket to put over him, so maybe she wasn't giving him enough credit. But she'd found it nonetheless.

It had hardly been two weeks, not time at all, and yet Klaus had managed to leave a pile of bodies in his wake. Figures.

She told Jeremy and Ric the night before over dinner. Her stepfather threatened to chain her to her bed if he had to, but there was no real heat behind it. He knew he couldn't stop her, knew she was smart and kind and brave and would fight to the bitter end for those she cared about, as she had cared for him these last few weeks since Jenna died. At least she promised to call. Jeremy was tight-lipped and stoic, but while she was brushing her teeth he broke down and begged her not to go. Her heart broke in that moment, all over again. She hated to leave him, she hated it, but none of this would have happened if not for her. Klaus wouldn't have happened if not for her, and she knew if she didn't do something to try and assuage this guilt in her chest she'd go mad, and this was the only way how.

"Would you do it for me, Jer?" Elena had asked him, toothpaste still clinging to her cheeks like tears, tears she refused to let fall, lest they crumble her resolve. "Would you do it for Bonnie, if she'd been the one Klaus took?"

"Of course I would. You don't even have to ask that."

"Exactly. It's time I call the shots when it comes to my life. Starting with this."

She tried explaining it all to Matt, but he'd been reluctant to be clued in on her plans, trying to stay out of the supernatural as much as possible. It stung, considering how close they'd been all their lives, but she respected his decision nonetheless.

Saying goodbye to Damon was harder than she thought it'd be. These past few weeks, they had grown closer, their pain over Stefan uniting them like never before. For the first time, his walls were down around her, and Elena mourned the fact that they would go right back up, and grow, once he realized she'd gone.

They had decided to watch a movie, a romance of all things. She sat beside him on the couch, her legs touching his, laughing at the ridiculousness that was eighties fashion.

"I don't think it's that bad," Damon remarked, gesturing to Adam Sandler's pale blue suit as he crooned into the microphone. "I saw worse in my day."

"I bet you loved the eighties," Elena smiled, grabbing some popcorn from the bowl. In truth, her stomach was knotted so tightly that the thought of eating was immensely off-putting, but she had to act normal, like nothing was wrong. It seemed she was always acting.

Damon shook his head. "Nah. The eighties was more Stefan's style. I'm sure he was the first person in line at the cinema to watch The Breakfast Club, the dork."

"Hey, I take offense to that! Breakfast is a classic, and therefore beyond reproach."

Using his vamp speed, he snatched the popcorn away from her, pelting her with stray kernels as he yelled, "So not! I won't stop until you admit it!"

"Well, then, I guess you're gonna run out of popcorn."

Fifteen minutes -and a carpet littered with sugar- later, the two were back on the couch, dusting off their clothes.

Damon broke the silence unexpectedly. "Thank you," he murmured, taking her hand in his.

Elena paused. "For what?" she asked breathlessly.

"For always being able to make me laugh. For not letting me spiral these last few weeks. I don't think I could have done it without. Heck, I know I couldn't. You really are something, you know that?"

God, why did he have to make this so God damn hard?! Why couldn't he have stayed all villain-y and snarky? Why did he have to have such a great heart under all that leather and piercing blue eyes? And why had it taken Stefan leaving to realize what a great friend he was?

Why did her life have to be so hard?

She squeezed back and murmured, equally soft, "I think you're really something too, just so you know. Don't ever forget that."

Those were the words she left him with, the words that swirled in her mind, stuck on repeat, as she placed her bags in her new car, gave Jeremy, Ric, Bonnie and Caroline, Tyler -who wouldn't stop shooting looks at the blonde all night, the blonde who had supposedly started spilling all of Elena's secrets to- and Matt one last hug before she shut the door of her childhood home, the click of the lock seeming to reverberate through her bones, pound in her heart, and within a blink shed started the car and was pulling out of the driveway, making her way into the darkness of the night without looking back.

Yes, she'd had everything figured out, every detail under control. But this was the life of Elena Gilbert, supernatural doppelgänger and magnet of all things magic, so of course nothing was going to go as she'd planned. And maybe, just maybe, that wasn't a bad thing.

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Thank you so much for reading, and I hope you decide to read the rest.

Temperance Cain.

[fandomnsfw]

Making You Mine - Kai Parker x Reader

Okay so this one is SUPER LONG I’m sorry I got into it! I hope its okay! Requests are open! I can do TVD/TO and Teen Wolf. Request away my lovelies.

Pairing: Kai x Reader

Prompt: You’re Enzo’s sister (not by blood) and you have a secret kink/lifestyle that only your best friend Bonnie knows about. Kai ultimately finds out.

Warning: Daddy kink, DD/LG, fluff, smut and lot of Malachai Parker which everyone loves!

ENJOY!!

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“What?” You deadpanned, your face staring blankly into Enzo’s eyes.

“I said-”

“I heard what you said you bloody arsehole.” You grumbled at his cheeky response.

Enzo took you in when you were 5, you were an orphan on the street with no family and he knew how that felt so he chose to raise you in England until you were 21 then gave you the choice to turn and travel with him or to stay and have a human life. You chose to turn, because you didn’t want to leave the man who raised you to an eternity alone. He wasn’t just like a big brother…he was your big brother. Blood bound or not.

“All I’m saying is it’s obvious that you clearly like him.” Enzo supplied switching his gaze to his girlfriend who was currently sipping her coffee watching you and your brother bicker back and forth. Bonnie had become one of your closet friends and she knew pretty much everything about you, even a few things that Enzo didn’t. Such as your hidden lifestyle. Bonnie was open enough that you trusted her with your deepest secrets and desires.

“I don’t like him. More like I want him to bend me over while I scre-”

“Stop talking.” Enzo groaned as if you were causing him physical pain, chuckling along with Bonnie at the sour face he was pulling.

“He’s a psychopath so I personally don’t see the bloody appeal.” Enzo muttered after regaining his composure.

“He’s not like that anymore and you know it. Even Bonnie has forgiven him big brother.” You replied, rolling your Y/E/C eyes at his childish attitude.

“Yes but he doesn’t deserve someone as pure an-” Before he could finish his sentence Bonnie snorted making you blush because you knew exactly what she was thinking. You shot her a death glare picking up your coffee and taking a sip to avoid having to speak.

“What’s so funny?” Enzo asked obviously very confused by Bonnie’s reaction.

“You don’t wanna know babe.” Bonnie supplied making Enzo nod his eyes wide, like he was scared to know the truth. You knew if your big brother found out about your secret life he would never look at you the same.

After everyone finished their coffee, the couple dropped you off home and went out for their usual Friday Date night. Enzo was old fashioned and loved spoiling Bonnie. You thought it was so sweet how much he loved her. As you walked up to the house and saw Tyler’s car in the driveway you let out a pained sigh.  You were currently living in the Salvatore boarding house along with Stefan, Caroline, Damon and Kai. You and Tyler weren’t on the best of terms after he bit you when you first came to town. Thankfully Niklaus handed over his blood easily since he liked Caroline and you were also good friends with Elijah who you met a few years after you turned. You stopped as soon as you saw Tyler, Stefan and Kai in the living room. Looking over at all of them, each holding a glass of bourbon. You rolled your eyes and hung up your coat and scarf up.

“Hey Y/N how was your coffee date with Bonnie?” Stefan asked sweetly making me smile. Stefan was always so sweet and kind to you, his gentleness is probably what made Caroline fall for him so easily.

“It’s was good but Enzo tagged along so girl conversation was kept to a minimum.” You pouted over at him before walking over to the kitchen and making myself a cup of tea. You really were British you thought to yourself. You strolled back into the front room, taking a seat in between Tyler and Kai, bringing your feet up and tucking them under you, sipping your tea as you soon settled down.

“Jesus why do you look like you’ve grown wolf claws?” Tyler snorted sarcastically, you looked down at my fresh acrylic nails that you had done the day before. They were stiletto shaped so you nodded noticing his comparison.

“You watch way too much teen wolf Tyler.” You teased mercilessly making him blush faintly.

“I d-do not!” He stuttered making you and Stefan laugh.

“Not that I blame you I mean…Derek Hale is a bloody sex god.” You groaned, faking a shiver for emphasis. Stefan snorted and took a sip of his drink before glancing at Tyler who was sulking in the corner of the couch.

“Anyway what are you boys doing tonight?” You enquired curiously as you sipped your tea.

“Well we’re going out to the bar to have a few round of pool and some drinks.” Tyler informed, nodding in response you kneeled up on the couch and reached over Kai to get your book you were reading in the living room the night before. You smiled sweetly at Kai before a voice interrupted.

“Jesus do you have to wave that thing at me. I may dislike you but I’m still a guy.” Tyler groaned rubbing a hand over his face. You looked over your shoulder to see him trying not to look at your ass, you were still hovering over Kai’s lap when you rolled your eyes at him. You sat back down ignoring Tyler’s previous statement.

“Caroline won’t be back tonight she’s staying with the kids because Alaric has a conference in New York. I’ll be joining her tomorrow since Alaric is gonna be gone a few days.” Stefan smiled softly adding that he’d leave you the key to the cellar. You nodded before making your way upstairs with you cup and book in hand. You reached the top of the stairs and almost tripping over a pair of combat boots.

“GOD DAMN IT MALACHAI!” You screamed before hearing all of them burst out laughing.

“Oops.” Kai chuckled softly before you made your way to your bedroom slamming the door angrily. You and Kai share this side of the house, his room is directly across from yours and he’s always leaving his shit everywhere. Stefan and Caroline have the attic area and Damon has the other side of the house.

After the boys left you checked they were completely gone and decided to have some you time. You searched through your wardrobe and grabbed the locked chest that was in the back of the giant wooden closet. Grabbing a pink crop top that had Princess written on it, your high waist Calvin Klein undies and some white and pastel pink stripy thigh high socks. You grinned deciding to also grab your stuffed white teddy and spare laptop that you used in secret. Making your way to the bed after changing into the outfit, you laid down on your stomach turning on the laptop and opening tumblr.

You had been a little since it pretty much became a thing. You didn’t do the whole diapers and bottle thing but you liked feeling small and well…little. You turned on your Lana Del Rey CD and scrolled through tumblr, re-blog some things your friends posted.  Your profile on this laptop was purely for your daddy kink and little space so your entire blog was covered in pastel colors, cute frilly stuff and then the filthy gifs just to top it off. You turned up the music and kicked your legs aimlessly.

You rarely got to do this anymore because you lived in a house full of people, only one person had ever seen you like this and that was Bonnie. It wasn’t on purpose you just accidently slipped into little space around her one day. You guessed it was because of how comfortable you were with her. She was shocked at first but she went along with it because she’s understanding and cares. She even braid your hair. You loved that you had someone who knew about this, it made you happy that someone was so understanding.

You giggled as a message from one of your little friends popped up in the corner, you had known Lilly for years, she was a vampire and also had a vampire Daddy, you envied her for being able to find someone who understood everything and cared for her. You opened it to see a few pictures from over the past few days. A few of the pictures were of her and her Daddy (Alexander). Giggling as you scanned through the pictures of them at the zoo and making food together in the kitchen. Lilly was clearly in little space at the time the picture were taken. You sighed sadly, rolling onto your back staring at the ceiling intensely. You hadn’t had a Daddy in at least 10 years. Your last one was human and he didn’t know you were a vampire which is why it didn’t work out. Trust and honesty is needed in any kind of relationship especially these types.

You got up and decided to get some candy to cheer yourself up. Skipping downstairs with a grin on your face, the teddy still hanging in your grasp, you bent down and opened the cupboard you knew Kai hid his candy in. You picked up a lollypop and went to grab a chocolate bar but heard the sudden sound of a pair of keys hitting the floor. Jumping to a stiff position you spun round quickly hiding the candy behind your back. It was a literal version of a kids hands being caught in the god damn cookie jar. Kai stood there with wide eyes looking you up and down, you blushed looking at your feet trying to avoid his gaze.

“Hi…” You covered my mouth as soon as you realised you still had your little space head on. Your voice slightly more high pitched and full of innocence, blushing even brighter as you looked up seeing Kai’s eyes widen further if that was even possible.

“Hey Kai did you grab that th-” You heard Tyler making his way to the kitchen, your eyes widened in fear as his foot step got closer.

“Don’t come in here.” Kai interrupted him quickly, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Huh? Oh whatever come on lets go.” Tyler said stopping in the hall way right outside the kitchen.

“I can’t go I just realised I have to talk to Y/N about some stuff. I’ll speak to you tomorrow tell Stefan I said sorry.” Kai’s eyes narrowed as he looked you up and down once again.

Tyler sighed and slammed the front door on his way out. You were about to sneak up stairs and lock your door so you could text Bonnie and tell her possibly one of the most embarrassing stories of your life but when you tried Kai raised one brow at you like he was daring you to move from that spot. In that moment he looked like a Daddy who had caught his little sneaking candy when he said no. You made involuntary squeak that made his lips twitch slightly like he wanted to smile.

“Anything you’d liked to share?” He asked his voice slightly more stern than he usually spoke before you could stop yourself, you blurted out the truth.

“I’m a little.” Your eyes grew in size as you soon registered what came out of your mouth. The silence was deafening, the blush painting your cheeks increasing tenfold as you moved your candy filled hand to the front of my awkwardly.

“You have a Daddy?” Your eyes shot up looking at him in surprise that he knew what little was. His voice seemed tense like he wanted to yelled but couldn’t. You shook your head and began speaking.

“I’m unowned and haven’t been collared in about 10 years.” Your voice was quiet but you knew he could hear you. His eyes grew dark a smirk slowly making its way to his lips. He made his way over to you stopping as he backed you into the corner of the kitchen sides. He looked into your eyes, his blue ones softening considerably.

“In that case I might just have to make you mine. Would you like that princess?” He whispered a real smile appearing on his face. Your eyes widened as you stared at him like he had grown another head. You’ve wanted a Daddy for so long but to have the man you have been lusting after all this time to offer you everything you want was like a dream that you never wanted to wake up from.

“R-Really?” You question curiously in a soft innocent tone.

“Mhmm. We should have a trial period to see if it’s really what you want. Okay baby girl?” Kai responded his voice soothing and gentle. You nod your head eagerly a bright smile forming on your gloss covered lips. You looked up at him shyly through your thick lashes, he grinned back causing your heart to flutter slightly.

“God if I’d have known you were a little I might have made my move sooner.” Kai groaned his hands making their way to your waist picking you up and putting you on the counter top.

“D-Daddy?” You said unsurely, since it was your first time calling him that. His eyes darkened slightly before his smile brightened.

“Yes princess?” He responded happily.

“C-Can I kiss you?” Your blush had yet to leave you face and wouldn’t be anytime soon as the thought of finally being able to kiss this gorgeous man in front of you swamped your mind. Instead of answering and cupped your cheeks gently before bringing his lips down to yours and kissing you softly. You felt so much emotion swirl in your stomach, his lips were surprisingly soft. They moved slowly prying your own lips open, his tongue cautiously slipped past your teeth wanting to explore all of you. His tongue investigated your mouth with so much tenderness you teared up slightly. He pulled back and stared at me in shocked wiping my eyes carefully.

“What’s the matter baby?”

“I’m s-sorry, it’s just I’ve been waiting for the right Daddy to come along and the fact that I’ve had a crush on you for a while and now this is happening…I’m just really happy.” You sniffed, smiling up at him happily. He kissed your cheek with a smile before picking you up and wrapping your legs around him. You giggled as he sped upstairs to his room, he placed you on the bed carefully before turning on his smart TV he had on his wall. He put on Netflix and sat on the bed with you, pulling you into his chest like you’d done it a million times before.

Sitting here with him felt so natural. You snuggled into him as he put on ‘Beauty and the beast’ you squealed as your favourite movie came on making Kai chuckle at you. Half way through the movie you got a message through Instagram. You opened it to see a picture of Alex and Lilly sat in what you presumed was their bed, Lilly was holding a teddy with one arm and the other was clutching Alex’s top. You read the message below.

‘When are you gonna come and see us? – A&L’

You sighed sadly, suddenly your phone was yanked out of your hand you tried to grab it but he moved it out of your reach. Suddenly the front camera had loaded up. Daddy pulled you into him, his lips pressing to the top of your head as you heard the camera sound go off, you looked at him confused as he sent it to Lilly and Alex with a message saying ‘Soon – L/F/N & K’

“You don’t have to envy your friends anymore princess. If you want selfies with Daddy or you want a new dress. All you have to do is ask.” He stated confidently, you stared at him with wide eyes. Before either of us could blink you were straddling him, your lips smashed against his. You hadn’t felt happiness like this in years. You left out a soft whimper as you pushed your hips into his. You pulled back and bit your bottom lip, both my hands resting on his chest.

“Jesus…You look so innocent right now.” He flipped you both over, his hands pinning your arms to the bed. He moved closer his lips hovering near your ear.

“It makes Daddy wanna ruin you.” He moved back slightly, looking down at you with lust filled eyes. He slowly kissed down your neck, his hands sliding up your crop top exposing naked breasts. You heard him groaned as he looked down at your body. You let out a needy whine as his lips enclosed around your nipple, his right hand stroking up and down your body soothingly, his other gently massaging your left breast as his mouth tend to the right. He continued kissing down your stomach making you arch into his touches, biting your lip to keep from whining again. As he reached the top of your high waist Calvin’s you gripped his shoulders your manicured stiletto nails digging into his flesh. He groaned and sucked a hickey into your ribs which you both knew would be gone before you finished but he didn’t care.

“Those little claws are going to be the death of me kitten.” He groaned as he tore off your undies you were about to snap at him for breaking your favourite pair of undies but when his lips were hovering over your dripping pussy you lost all words.

“I’ll buy you some of the same ones in pink whatever you want baby.” He spoke as if he knew you weren’t happy about the undies.

“P-Please Daddy…” You cried out as he kissed everywhere but the source of your problem.

“What do you want princess?” His hands rubbed circles into your hips making you buck into his touches.

“Touch m-me…Please D-Daddy…” You tried to clench your thighs together for some kinda of frictions but Kai pushed them down spreading them further as he did. Instead of replying he finally moved his lips to your soaking pussy, he licked softly at your clit causing you to lurch forward at the sudden immense amount of pleasure. Your hands thread through his hair tugging on it slightly. He didn’t give you any warning before entering you with two fingers, making you arch up in surprise, a moan making its way past your lips. Kai’s lips pulled away from your clit his husky voice only making your arousal worse.

“God your moans are filthy. Daddy’s so hard baby girl.” You tugged at his hair making his hiss, he sat up easing your hands off his hair and pulled his shirt off. You looked his toned body up and down admiring the view as he pulled his pants and boxers off. You stared at his member which was a lot bigger than you had imagined, it was thick and it made you keen at the thought of it being inside you.

“Like what you see princess?” Kai asked smugness radiating off him but you didn’t care. You nodded biting your index finger watching him as he got between your legs his fingers soon re-entering you. Sighing in appreciation as you pushed yourself as far as you could onto his finger. He moved his hand slightly, the heel of his palm against your clit, his ring and index finger got into a certain position. You knew as soon as his finger started moving up and down what he was doing. You screamed as his finger pushed into your g-spot firmly, you’d only been with one other guy who knew how to find and hit your g-spot. Most men don’t know where it is. Your screams were getting louder as his up and down motions got faster, he placed his hand on your pubic bone to hold you down.

He grinned down at you clearly loving the reactions he was getting, you instantly felt your insides clench as he made you cum for the first time, you saw white as you fell off the edge into bliss. Your body was having little spasms as you came down from your high but apparently Kai wasn’t done because as you started to see slightly better he started doing it again. You looked up at him with wide eyes.

“D-Daddy stop…” You sobbed your back arched slightly, another orgasm building up.

“Cum for me princess.” He demanded softly, his voice finally pushing you’ve over the edge once again as you felt yourself starting to squirt. It wasn’t loads but it was enough to make you flush in embarrassment. You knew what squirting was but had never experienced it so you were shocked beyond belief. You covered your face with your hands embarrassed at what had just happened. All of a sudden I felt Kai’s tongue at your entrance making your body twitch.

“God baby girl that was so hot…You taste so delicious.” He moaned as he continued lapping at the mess you had just made. You gasped at his words looking down at him in shock.

“D-Daddy I want your cock inside me…now.” You demanded you still managing to sound timid and embarrassed.

“Good because Daddy wants to see if he can do that again. With his cock this time.” Kai smirked as he moved his dick towards your entrance. As he pushed in slowly your hands grabbed onto him clawing at his back at a desperate attempt to ground yourself. He was by far the biggest you’d had making you feel fuller than you had ever felt. Once he was full inside he started thrust slowly changing his angles until he found what he was looking for. Once he found your g-spot again he started thrusting into it roughly.

“Shit! O-Oh god Daddy!” You screamed your nails still digging into his flesh drawing blood, making his speed increase.

“Princess you’re so tight I don’t know how much longer I’m gonna last.” He groaned his breath fanning across your cheek. Your body started to build for the third time tonight, your walls clenching round him.

“M-Me too Daddy…S-So close.” You screamed in pleasure as you felt yourself building further.

“Come on baby girl cum all over Daddy’s cock.” He moaned huskily into your ear. With that you fell off the edge more powerful than the previous two times, you felt Kai pull back still pounding into you mercilessly as he watched you cum undone all over him.

“P-Please Daddy cum inside my pussy.” You moaned seductively, biting your index finger for emphasis. He bite his lip letting out a pleasure filled groan as you felt his hot seed spill into you. You moaned as some of the hot seed trickled out because of the shear amount. He rolled off you and laid next to you pulling you close to his chest.

“Well done baby. You made Daddy very happy.” You sighed contently as he stroked your hair lovingly, whispering words of praise into your damp hair. After about 5 minutes he detangled himself from you making you whine.

“I’ll be back in a minute I need to get you some juice.” He said softly lend over the bed and kissing your forehead gently. You shook your head and made grabby hands at him.

“You want to come with me?” He asked softly, you just nodded in response. He chuckled and made his way to get you some clothes. He grabbed his shirt and boxers then left the room coming back with some panties and a cloth. He slid on his boxers and some joggers before moving over to dress you. He wiped you down before sliding his top on to you that he’d been wearing previously and the panties he’d just brought you. You sighed happily as he made sure your socks were set right before picking you up bridal style. You let out a giggle as he sped downstairs only to come to an immediate stop in the living room. You looked up at him confused before you saw his face. You looked at what he was looking at, there sat Enzo, Damon, Bonnie and Tyler. You jumped out of Daddy’s arms, which was a big mistake as you literally couldn’t stand. Kai caught me before you fell lifting you back up with a worried look on his face.

“Well this is sufficiently awkward.” Tyler whisper under his breath. You dared to turn and look at your brother, a blush covering your cheeks.

“That was kinda hot not gonna lie, though I didn’t take Y/N as a screamer.” Damon snickered making Enzo shoot him a death glare shut him up instantly.

“Well I’m happy for you. Your brother would probably say the same if he wasn’t so mentally scarred right now.” Bonnie added smiling softly at you.

“You heard her from all the way upstairs Bonnie!?” Kai screeched making you look up at him.

“Yeah…” Bonnie replied cautiously, at that Kai appeared to preen like he’d been told he was a god. You rolled your eyes smiling softly.

“Don’t look so smug Malachai. When I get a hold of you. You’re not gonna have a dick.” You heard Enzo growl as he sped towards both of you. Kai ran to the other side of the living room placing you of the couch gently, like that was his only concern.  Suddenly he was yanked back you grabbed the nearest heavy object ready to throw it when Bonnie stopped you shaking her head. You looked at her confusedly before turning to look at your brother. Enzo had his fist back ready to throw a punch at Kai who was pinned to the coffee table.

“Fine hit me if it makes you feel better but that not gonna stop me. I’ve waited far too long for this and I won’t give her up now. You might think my feels are just lust but they’re not! She’s the reason I’m trying to repent, trying to make myself better. The moment I saw her pure and innocent smile I wanted to be a man worthy of her.” You sat there shocked at his confession your hands trembling as you took in every word he said. He glanced over at you and smiled softly. You took a deep breath and smiled back at him. Your brother turned to look at me seeing the smile you had on your face. Enzo let him going letting Kai get up but making no move to help him.

“Just know if you ever hurt her. I will torture you before I kill you.” Enzo snapped before sitting down next to Bonnie. Kai nodded and left the room quietly. He soon came back with a glass of orange juice and a blood bag. He sat down passing you the glass before stroking your hair as you drank the juice, you shot him a smile as you finished the juice. He nodded smiling as if to say an unspoken ‘Good Girl’ after that you cuddled and sat with everyone talking around you.

You’ve never been as happy as you are in this moment.

[writingsoftheunderworld]

Purple Portals Are A Hazard OR How To Deal With AU Bullshit When It's Your Job Technically

Summary: Bonnie Bennett was enjoying a quiet day in, cup of hot cocoa in hand, fluffy blanket and her favourite comfort movie ready to begin when her best friend started spamming her phone. Damon Salvatore was dealing with a recent break-up, his first love turned current hell bunking with him for an as yet unforeseen time and a quickly dwindling supply of bourbon.

Neither were prepare for someone to literally fall from the skies - aka broom closet - today, but alas this is the hand they were dealt. Roxy, the having fallen out of a closet person in question meanwhile, seemed to be far more in her depth then anyone thought she should be and enjoying all of this way too much.

Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Chapter 6 (link to A03)

Shaking her head in disbelief, Bonnie threw one last look behind her, catching Roxy’s eyes as she left the library. Hopefully the older vampire would understand what she meant to convey with that look. While Bonnie had been all on board with Roxy and Kat’s plan to annoy this other version of Katherine to start with, seeing the effect it had on the woman after a few days of going along with it, Bonnie was starting to doubt her initial take on the doppelganger. 

For one, she didn’t seem as surprised or as intrigued by the very close relationship that Roxy and Kat were ramping up for her “benefit” - not that they didn’t act similarly enough back home, but they usually toned it down for parallel universe guests not turn it up - and for another she seemed to be more and more morose and almost sad after having spent some time with the two; to the point where Bonnie was starting to really question whether Kat even knew herself well enough to fuck around like this. 

Bonnie had long since learned that Kat, for all that she was great at putting on a mask of nonchalance, was actually easily affected by what she’d lived and how she acted in the past and it was clear - to Bonnie at least - that this other Katherine was less the side of Kat when she’d met Roxy - overcompensation to the max, confidence through the roof until Roxy brushed it off and flirted with her outrageously sincere until they found themselves in a semi committed relationship for half a year - and more similar to the version of Kat that had been making amends with the Salvatores and risking her life making peace offerings to Klaus - terrified, depressed and all too quiet, moving from room to room with a cloud of self-hatred following her and fangs bared to prevent anyone asking about it. Bonnie worried. And she hoped that Roxy could see what she saw too, before she had to have a repeat of the clock tower from a few years ago.

“Do you want something, Wicked Witch?” 

Bemused, Bonnie turned to Damon, leaning against the kitchen counter, glass of bourbon - filled to the rim - in his hand. She was about to retort as she usually would to the version she knew of the man, the one that was her best friend when she noted another worrying thing about this universe. His hair was unkept, his shirt the same as the one from yesterday - small patch of grease from where Kat had spilled on him accidently at dinner present on his sleeve - and the beginnings of a stubble - something she’d only ever seen from Damon once and only once, in the Prison world, just before they made their suicide pact. What was going on in this universe?

“Just wondering if there’s any snacks in the pantry. And taking a break from the Chaos Twins.” 

She watched carefully for his reaction. It wasn’t really much of one. A sip of bourbon, a shrug and tiny pull at the corner of his mouth that she couldn’t even tell if it was meant to be a smile or a grimace. 

“Feel free to check.” he replied and took a bigger swig, pushing off the counter to make way but not moving too far. He seemed intent on watching her as well.

“Where’s everyone else today?” 

“Stefan and Blondie are visiting Liz again. Bon wanted to open the shop today.” 

Well. That was more forthcoming than Bonnie had expected out of him.

“How’s Liz?”

She saw the second the question registered because his eyes darkened and a frown pulled at the muscles of his face. Not well went unspoken but she understood nonetheless and shook her head, preventing his answer. “Nevermind, you don’t have to answer that.” 

“Huh.” he seemed alost surprised that she didn’t push further, another red flag as far as Bonnie was concerned. She’d worked hard to make Damon realize he was allowed to have boundaries with the people he loved - it had felt only fair since he’d helped her enforce her own. “Thanks, witchy.”

There was a beat then, silence save for the rustle of the bag of chips she pulled from the pantry. It wasn’t comfortable, but she couldn’t really say it was awkward either. Just sort of hesitant.

“I heard about Elena. I’m sorry.” She wasn’t. But he seemed like he needed the words, if the slack jawed look he gave her then was any indication. Then she worried even more when his eyes got teary and his jaw tightened suddenly - the shock replaced by understanding of what she’d said. He didn’t say anything, swallowing a few times as though maybe he’d wanted to but didn’t dare, trying to control his breathing when it went shaky. He downed the glass and slammed it down onto the island to hide the shake in his hand, but she saw it, too used to catching the minutiae of Damon Salvatore to escape her notice. The glass shattered.

“Fuck!” 

“Oh shit! Ok… Damon?” she tried to catch his gaze but he was already moving and cursing under his breath, holding onto his wrist. “Damon! Wait!” She caught his arm, ignored his struggling to pull away - not too much since she was able to hold on. “We need to pull the glass out before you can heal. Lemme help.”

“I know we need to get the glass out Bonnie, I’ve been injured before.” But he let himself be led to the other side of the island and sat onto a chair facing her. Bonnie tried to ignore the sharp look he sent her way when she began muttering a simple levitation spell under her breath - useful for pulling out all the shards, even the tiniest ones with minimal invasiveness - and leant back in his seat, letting her work. She was so focused on the spell that she didn’t realize she’d began stroking his knuckles where she was holding onto his hand - the gesture ingrained now, after years of being Damon’s friend - so she missed the hurt contemplative look on his face when he felt her caress. 

He cursed under his breath when she pulled a jagged edge out of the bridge of his palm and she shushed him softly, a soft uttered pain numbing spell following. Once the glass was out, the cuts began to quickly heal and Bonnie watched as she still sometimes did when seeing vampires heal - fascinated and grateful that her loved ones were okay. She let her fingers trace the longer cuts, fingertips barely grazing his skin - something she’d picked up in the prison world with her own injuries and ended up using everytime she healed someone she loved now, a sort of comfort saying you’re okay now, it’s passed. She felt his shiver, heard the hitch in his breath and turned confused eyes to his only to realize where she was when she saw the warring emotions in his gaze. 

This wasn’t her Damon. 

This wasn’t the man who’s stayed up with her, nights on end mourning her dad’s death in the Prison World, wasn’t the man who’d convinced her to jump off of the Falls once they returned home and had a day of peace, only to then slip when she went under and had to be saved, scratching his arm on a rock and almost giggling when she’d healed him, her fingertips grazing his arm softly like she’d just done, self care now shared with others. This wasn’t the man she had movie nights with and gossip brunches, not the man she’d walked down the aisle at his wedding, her fingers caressing his as she felt his nervousness. 

No, this Damon was hurt, and unaccustomed by the tactile ease Bonnie and the Damon she knew had wrapped around their friendship like a warm blanket. So the heat in his gaze was unmarred by the joking glint her Damon usually responded with. 

This Damon meant it. 

And suddenly Bonnie understood what Katherine had meant to achieve when she’d asked Roxy’s help. This Damon had just lost Elena and had never learnt what hers had ages ago - he was enough on his own and a lover was just someone to share the day with, not make one’s whole universe. She licked lips then, not meaning anything by it really, but maybe unconsciously she’d wondered at his reaction. She had to bite her tongue when she saw his eyes darken - arousal this time, not heartache - and caught his gaze flit to her mouth before swiftly pulling away, yanking his hand from between hers and grabbing a new bottle of bourbon before exiting, the sound of slamming doors echoing in her ears as her mind began turning as plan after plan formed and reformed.

Well. This was interesting. 

This Damon wanted her. Well, not her per se - luckily since she kind of had a thing for Enzo back home and the thought of being with Damon was weird by now, too used to the one she knew, who was several years into being happily married - but he definitely wanted Bonnie. 

“Oh no. No no no! You just gave me a cease and desist not 5 minutes ago!” Roxy warned, paused in the doorway, eyeing Bonnie with a grin on her lips. Bonnie moved behind the counter, grabbed her chips and opened the bag with a shrug, offering some to Roxy. She waited for her friend to finish her mouthful before she gave an answering grin in reply, plan now formed fully in her mind. Time to join the Chaos Twins.

“So… how would you like to play matchmaker with me?” Bonnie took Roxy’s answering smile as a yes.

[enby-posi]

Hello Loki, I sent a post in a while back about being stuck in the closet and eagerly awaiting hacking off my hair...good news is I did it. Bad news is my mom hates it, it's growing back out, I want to cut it again and she's ticked. Not easy being genderfluid masc with a family that doesn't even like me wearing my hair pulled back. Any advice for closet creatures "hiding in the shadows, alone in the world" as Stefan Salvatore wisely said?

Hi, I'm really glad you dared to cut your hair! Even if your family doesn't really like it, it's still your hair. You have the power over it.

I don't really have much advice. Even though you are in the closet, you are still you and nobody can take that from you! My recommendation would be to try to connect with other queer people, if you haven't already. You can do that both irl and online. I think it is so nice to surround yourself with people you can be open with. Even if it's just a very small amount of people, it can still have a huge effect on how you feel.

[mysticfallsresidents]

@devilsanddarlings sent from rebekah mikaelson to elena gilbert : " it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

⚰️  ――――        ELENA  GILBERT  NEVER  THOUGHT  SHE'D  SEE  THE  DAY  WHEN  HER  AND  REBEKAH  WOULD  ACTUALLY  GET  ALONG  NICELY.  sure,  they  still  had  their  vicious  moments  of  banter  and  maybe  even  some  light  betrayal,  but  all  in  all,  elena  could  confidently  say  that  she's  been  having  a  blast  being  by  rebekah's  side.  after  turning  her  humanity  off  and  running  away  with  the  original  barbie  vampire,  elena  then  realized  just  how  badly  she  needed  this  little  vacation  from  her  dreadful  life.  losing  all  of  her  family,  turning  into  the  very  thing  she  never  would've  wanted  to  become  and  losing  her  overall  sense  of  self,  it  all  weighed  too  heavily  on  her  soul  and  she  couldn't  take  it  anymore.  who  better  to  learn  the  ways  of  being  a  vampire  than  by  rebekah  mikaelson?  she  couldn't  think  of  a  soul.  all  stefan  ever  did  was  attempt  to  get  her  to  adopt  the  rabbit  diet  and  then  there  was  damon  who  would  say  feast  upon  the  humans  but  then  don't?  the  salvatore  brothers  made  things  too  complicated  for  her  liking,  and  elena  thought  the  next  best  thing  was  to  get  the  hell  out  of  dodge.  luckily  for  her,  rebekah  needed  a  fresh  start  just  as  much  as  she  did;  the  first  thing  they  had  in  common.

WITH  HER  HUMANITY  SWITCHED  FLIPPED  OFF,  IT  WAS  NO  SECRET  THAT  ELENA  HAD  LITTLE  TO  NO  REGARD  FOR  ANYONE'S  FEELINGS.  this  included  when  she  was  hungry  and  needed  a  well  -  deserved  snack.  it  was  beginning  to  be  too  easy  for  the  newbie  vampire;  she'd  flirt  her  way  with  some  poor  ditz  of  a  boy  in  some  loud,  crowded,  and  dark  club  until  she'd  lure  him  into  her  trap.  she  wanted  some  time  away  from  rebekah   —   as  much  as  she  was  enjoying  her  time  with  her,  sometimes  she  could  be  a  little  too  overbearing.  that's  why  elena  hid  away  in  one  of  the  coat  closets  so  she  could  enjoy  her  earned  meal  in  peace.  she  was  ruthless  as  she  fed  and  messy  too,  blood  coating  her  chin  and  drops  spewing  out  like  a  fire  hydrant  as  she  covered  her  victim's  mouth  tightly  with  her  palm  while  she  fed.  i  guess  she  was  pretty  hungry.  she  had  finished  the  man  off  by  snapping  his  neck,  putting  him  out  of  his  misery,  before  letting  him  drop  to  the  ground,  bleeding  out.  that's  when  she  heard  rebekah's  voice  complimenting  her  new  style.  she  turns  around  slowly,  wiping  at  her  crimson  stained  mouth  with  the  back  of  her  hand,  regaining  her  breath,         ❛       don't  worry,  i'm  not  finished.  still  hungry       ❜     she  replied,  licking  her  lips  and  the  tips  of  her  fangs,  her  eyes  slowly  fading  from  her  vampiric  visage  to  her  human  one.  she  walks  up  to  rebekah  and  cants  her  head,  holding  her  gaze,      ❛      you  could  use  a  little  red       ❜     she  suggested,  wiping  some  of  the  blood  that  painted  her  mouth  with  the  tips  of  her  fingers  and  then  offers  to  rebekah.         ❛       surprisingly,  he  doesn't  taste  like  a  bag  of  cheetos  and  cheap  beer.  try.         ❜

[barbiegirldream]

Damon is the most adhd written character ever. I wish they'd directly stated it at some point. But his character traits are literally what if someone had magically enhanced adhd and drank blood to live. 

Klaus who’s never even Met Damon notes he’s known for his impulsiveness. Damon is asked multiple times to show restraint. Stefan asks other characters to walk on eggshells around Damon because he does bad things when he’s bored or upset. Bored to death is a crazy thought when you’re talking about a vampire. He turned Vicki into a vampire because he was a little bored. He snapped his distant nephews spine and neck to erase past guilt of an older impulse where in he killed a lot of people while mad at Stefan. 

Damon does things that none of his friends do such as snapping necks when he’s feeling ganged up on or hurt the most nuclear option for trying to hurt this person like they hurt me rsd. Elena/Katherine breaks up with Damon and he tries to kill her brother (again) like Jeremy needs cpr. He rips out Aaron’s throat which was partially getting back at Elena partially fulfilling his half a century long obsession with methodically killing this whole family. 

Stefan multiple times begs Damon to not get a new obsession and to drop something. Damon’s behavior in trying to get Emily’s amulet when we see other characters look for things in this show it’s not like That. Nearly two hundred years of obsessively loving one person only to fall out of love with her in a near instant when the hyperfixation broke. The Lockwood family mystery. Finding Stefan himself for Elena is getting leads. For Damon it’s an entire cork board in his closet. Enzo’s disappearance Stefan doesn’t tell Damon and begs him over and over again to drop it. 

Like Damon Salvatore is adhd the vampire fr fr