#elena x tyler

[sevensistersofsussex]

Shipping Asks - 1, 2, 12, 17 and 27

What was your first OTP?

Spuffy!

What is your current OTP?

Hmmm I do love me some Hackearney (but Klena always has my heart)

What drives you away from a ship?

Anytime it seems like one character is settling or one character is caught in a triangle and has to pick instead of wanting to pick someone. Like Stefan and Caroline. It just never seemed like he actually prioritized her the way she did him. Or the Stefan/Elena/Damon triangle. Like it always felt to me the difference between running away from an option instead of toward an option.

And also when people say "you shouldn't like that". I'm going to like it harder.

Shouldn't ship Laura Kearney with a 56 year old Travis Hackett? I'm just going to like it harder. So that's more, what drives me toward a ship.

Are there any popular ships that you just don’t like? What are they?

I prefer Buffy with Spike over Angel. I prefer Serena with Nate or Carter over Dan. I prefer Elena with any non-canon ship

What are your views on reader x canon ships?

I don't read them but it's awesome that people write for that!

[athenasalvatore1922]

Y/n: Stefan told me to write letters to all the people that hurt me and burn them.

Y/n: It helped a bit but now what do I do with the letters

The mystic falls gang: ........

[theeoriginals]

ok but what about werewolf!reader who is protective over tyler lockwood since mason died, and she's at senior prank night when klaus turns tyler. i imagine klaus being curious about her bc he hasn't seen or met her since she doesn't hang around elena & co. bc of what they did to mason. love u and thank you for blessing us with all these requests!!

i think i want you | klaus mikaelson

klaus mikaelson x reader (no y/n!)

author's notes; sorry this took a while!! holidays got the best of me and i've been so busy. i hope u like this!! go check out my klaus fic on wattpad for more content :) link on my masterlist

warnings; mentioned violence & death but nothing explicit. this is genuinely just a lot of fluff, and only a tiny bit of angst. I like writing klaus being straight up infatuated so enjoy

She’s heard of him. Klaus Mikaelson. Not only is he an Original, but he’s the worst of them. He’s a mystery, a myth of a man. The hybrid. The only one of his kind, and he’s trying to make more. He’s trying to become a god of his own making. He’s a terrifying beast, even in their world of monsters. He is the monster beneath your bed, he is the boogeyman that you see in the shadows of alleyways and glimpses out of the corner of your eye.

When she meets him for the first time, she expects something out of a fairytale, she supposes. It was unintentional, the image of him she had in her head, but she’s heard of this fabled man her whole life as a warning of what can happen if you grow lonely in this life. 

She figured if she ever met Klaus Mikaelson, it’d be the first and only time. There weren’t many stories based on people’s personal interactions with him for a reason. If he bothered to pay you a personal visit and not just send one of his cronies out to deal with you, it probably meant you wouldn’t be seeing another day. 

But instead of that, instead of meeting her demise at the hand of the infamous man for some offense she most likely didn’t even mean to do, she meets him in the high school gym in Mystic Falls, Virginia. 

She meets him, and he’s just a man. 

He’s a terrible man, no doubt, but just a man. She is perhaps wrongfully unafraid of him because of this. It most likely doesn’t bode well for her, because even though he looks just as human as the rest of them, she doesn’t doubt those stories about him are all real, and likely worse than the retellings. 

But she was raised with a pack that taught her to be unafraid in the face of death, and even though she doesn’t have that pack anymore because of men just like Klaus Mikaelson, she wants Tyler to know the security and safety of it just as she had. 

She does not flinch when he looks her way, and resists the urge to rip his head off of his shoulders when he snaps Tyler’s neck and puts Bonnie on a timer for finding a way to bring him back to life as a hybrid. 

She knows she can’t win a fight against him, so she doesn’t fight back, not even as he forces Tyler to drink the doppelgänger’s blood and turns him into a hybrid. A half-dead, half-wolf thing that her pack would likely call him an abomination for. It’s a very dark, comforting thought to her that they aren’t around to condemn Tyler to the ends of the earth for something that was entirely out of his control. 

She knows Tyler is frightened of her doing that, just by the way he looks at her. He learned from Mason and herself that there’s a sense of loyalty to their kind, and that vampires are an inherent enemy. Even his relationship with Caroline would be enough to get him shunned from most werewolf communities at this point. Though, even Mason himself didn’t take that into consideration considering his relationship with one of the doppelgängers. 

After everything is said and done that night, she takes Tyler home without saying a single word to Klaus. Anything she wants to say will get her killed, and Tyler needs her more than ever now, so she can’t get ahead of herself. 

Tyler sheds rare tears in the privacy of his home. He tells her he’s terrified right now because of the fact that a part of him is technically dead now, and that he’s never felt like a monster about being a werewolf until now. 

She does her best to comfort him, but it doesn’t help much. She doesn’t know what he’s feeling right now and they both know it. If the circumstances were any different, she’d probably think he was the new enemy. 

He falls asleep eventually and she leaves him be, heading to her temporary room in the Lockwood mansion. She falls asleep looking at the moon just outside her window, thinking about how she was just a little disappointed in the fact that Klaus Mikaelson is just a man. 

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The next time she sees Klaus Mikaelson, it’s in the tea room in the Lockwood house. He somehow looks even more underwhelming in this place, despite its grandiosity. She doesn’t know why or when she’s going to stop feeling so disappointed in the fact that if she didn’t know any better, she could’ve walked past him on the street without even looking his way. 

He’s there for Tyler, she knows, but Carol’s playing her role of oblivious hostess, and now she’s left to entertain him while Carol goes and handles a small, mayoral emergency. 

Carol leaves them with a charming smile, winking her direction, and she ignores the older woman pointedly. 

“I don’t think I got your name the other night at the school,” Klaus says, tilting his head as he looks at her. “I’m not usually so rude, but the stakes were high and I ran out of patience. You know how it is.” 

She narrows her eyes, shaking her head a bit. “A thousand years old and you haven’t worked on your patience? Maybe your priorities are a little skewed,” 

Klaus’s eyes flash with danger, but she swears she sees amusement in the smirk that pulls at his lips. It sparks that flint inside of her that likes to push and push, just to see the breaking point. She’d tried to deny it, but it only takes the smallest moment for that desire to set its sights on Klaus Mikaelson, even though pushing him could mean death. Her curiosity was a fatal flaw in itself, she knows.

“My only goal in life has been to break this curse,” He says, leaning forward to sit the cup of tea Carol had brought him on the table in between them, the only obstacle stopping him from lunging for her and snapping her neck before she could even blink. She wonders if he’s even aware of all the ways he could kill her, just by looking at her in this mundane setting. She doesn’t know if she actually wants an answer to that, though. “And now I’ve done that. I think a thousand years of this has proven I have nothing but patience.” 

She hums, acknowledging the fact that he was right. She couldn’t imagine being in his shoes, waiting a thousand years to break a curse that kept you from being who you are. Even now, knowing that the Sun and the Moon curse was fabricated in order to help Klaus break the only curse– his curse– when it comes down to it, she can’t blame him for his insistence. 

But she thinks about Tyler and how frightened he was, and she can’t stop the annoyance that builds in her all over again, so any bit of understanding washes away like sand beneath the rising tides. 

She shrugs, unwilling to vocalize the depth of her understanding, as miniscule as it may be. “Still, choosing a hormonal teenage boy as your first hybrid probably wasn’t the smartest decision, wouldn’t you say?” 

Klaus narrows his eyes at her and she stubbornly sits still, unwavering beneath his prolonged, burning stare. “You’re protective of him. I understand why you wouldn’t like me. But I’ve just made him the strongest creature he could ever be. He won’t need you, or any other pack he might have been clinging to before this.” 

And this, she thinks, is the biggest indicator to why she’s not properly afraid of this man before her. It’s not just because he looks unfortunately normal, spare his admittedly beautiful face, or that he’s yet to truly focus any of his true capabilities of danger in her direction. It’s that, at the end of the day, Klaus Mikaelson is just as human as the rest of them are. Because no matter how long you live, or what kind of creature you are, everyone gets lonely. 

“On the contrary,” She says, blinking slowly as she scans his face. “Tyler needs me now more than ever. And any pack would be lucky to have him around. That’s the whole point of a pack. You know that you’re never alone, no matter what happens.” 

To a degree, she knows that’s a lie. There are plenty of packs out there that will banish Tyler and any other hybrid that is made in the coming months because of the rivalry between the creatures that the hybrids are made of. But she also knows that for every pack that will turn them away, there’s one that won’t. There’s always someone, even if it’s just one person, and she’s willing to be that person for Tyler, or for any other hybrid that goes through the loss of their pack. 

“It’s a shame you’ve never known what that’s like,” She says, leaning forward to set her own cup of tea down, a mirror of his actions a moment ago. “Unwavering loyalty and trust, and a sense of family that never goes away. You may think that Tyler has no one, but I will always be here for him, just as I was his uncle.” 

Something defensive passes through his face and he stands abruptly, making her tilt her head back to maintain eye contact with him. 

Klaus leans down into her space, and they glare at each other with a surprising amount of vitriol that neither one of them feels is even genuine. 

“You can cling to your idea of family all you want, but it won’t change the fact that Tyler isn’t just a werewolf anymore. And as much as you may want to deny it, you can’t help him anymore just like you couldn’t help his poor uncle,”

He stands upright again, looking at her almost accusingly. “But since it’s causing no harm to me, I suppose there’s no real reason to make you give up this desperate mission. I wish you the best of luck, dear, truly,” 

He doesn’t wait for a response from her before he leaves, and after her initial anger and embarrassment wears off, she realizes he never even talked to Tyler like she assumed he came here to do in the first place. 

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Mystic Falls has never felt like a smaller town. She’s never run into someone so many times when all she wants to do is avoid them. 

It’s like all of the sudden, since that very first night she saw Klaus Mikaelson, he’s everywhere. He’s in Tyler’s house, because the newly-made hybrid suddenly worships him. He’s in her dreams. She can’t escape him. 

Even now, sitting in a corner booth at the Mystic Grill, he’s suddenly there, sitting across from her like an old friend catching up for lunch. 

Immediately, her face twists in disgust. “Klaus.” 

He smiles in the face of her adversity, and says her name with a fondness of unknown origins. She almost feels insane, looking at him with any degree of civility. 

“What do I owe this visit to?” 

“I’m curious about something and I’m hoping you’ll humor me,” 

“Interesting start,” She huffs, taking a sip of her drink beside her. “What on earth could you possibly be curious enough about that you have to ask me?” 

“You, of course,” 

She swallows roughly, nearly choking as she looks at him in surprise. “Me?” 

The hybrid nods, smirking at her reaction. 

“What… What do you want to know about me?” 

He leans forward on the table, looking at her as she suddenly avoids his eyes, unwilling to admit that she’s feeling heat rise in her chest. “Why is it you aren’t banding together with those bumbling idiots to get rid of me, hm?” 

“Oh,” She breathes out, face turning solemn for a moment as she looks down at the tabletop. “I don’t– I don’t have any reason to want to get rid of you, really. I don’t necessarily like you, but you haven’t hurt Tyler in any permanent way so… I guess I’m just not really worried about it.” 

When she finally meets Klaus’s gaze again, there’s something shocked and unexpectedly warm in his blue eyes that makes her own soften. 

“Is it really that simple?” 

She falls silent for another moment, picking nonsensically at her nails. “They killed my friend.” 

She looks back up at him, sighing. “Mason Lockwood. Tyler’s uncle. He came here because of Katherine– she was looking for the moonstone so she could break that stupid curse that you made up. And they killed him for it,” She shakes her head, anger seeping into her voice. “They’re irrational. And if I’ve learned anything about this life, it’s that being irrational gets people killed.” 

Klaus hums lowly. “You are right about that.” 

Heaving a heavy sigh, she looks up at him, eyes wide and pleading. “What do you want from me, Klaus? I’m not picking sides here– I’m going to protect Tyler until it kills me, and that’s all. So what do you want from me?” 

He observes her for a moment and she doesn’t falter beneath his stare, if only out of spite. 

“Perhaps,” He starts. “I just want to know you.” 

Something fragile breaks on her face and she shows just a little bit more of that vulnerability to him in this new space between them. “What’s so interesting about me that Klaus Mikaelson wants to know me?” 

His eyes search her face, lost. “I don’t know yet. I’m hoping you’ll let me find out,” 

She lets out a breath, quiet, and admittedly flattered. 

A smile pulls at her lips, bashful in a way she isn’t used to. She allows it to spread across her face and beneath Klaus’s gaze, she feels like a blooming rose being adored. It makes her feel things she’s nowhere near ready to admit to herself, or anyone else. “I think we can work something out.” 

Klaus’s returning smile takes her breath away. It feels new, and wonderful. 

[fandoms--fluff]

Coming Home

Part 6

Kid Salvatore reader x Stefan Salvatore x Damon Salvatore

Warnings: mentions of torture, swearing

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They then headed back to the boarding house to where Damon and Katherie are.

When you guys got inside the house, the first thing everyone hears is Katherine and Damon fighting about a functional way to find you.

"Guys shut up your going to wake y/n up!" Caroline said, getting the twos attention.

Damon was the first to speak up, "Where did you find her?"

"She found Jeremy in school and went over to him" Elena explained.

From all the talking you started to squirm, waking up. You lifted your head up and looked around, when you turned your arm rubbed harshly against Stefan's jacket emitting a whimper from you. It scraped right against the first place where Klaus touched you with vervain.

Speaking of Klaus when he woke up, as soon as he got dressed he went downstairs only to see that you weren't there anymore and escaped during the night. He started throwing furniture around, angry. Eventually he went down to the basement and un-daggered Elijah and Rebekah since there's no point having them daggered anymore cause your gone.

"What happened to you?" Damon asked and came up to you, inspecting all the burns but being really gentle about it.

"Mean 'erson hurt me" you mumbled back.

You then noticed Katherine standing behind Damon and your eyes lit up. "Kafrine" you reached out grabby hands for her.

She came over and gently took you into her arms from Stefan's. Damon looked offended, it was really hard for everyone not to start laughing at him. "I am offended she chose Kitty Kat right there over me. Her own brother" Damon said, playfully glaring at you.

You adorably smiled at him then started to play with Katherine's curls. "You are lucky your cute" Damon said and went to pour himself a drink.

He turned to all the girls; Bonnie, Elena, Caroline. "Don't even think about it you three and you two don't even start" he pointed to Jeremy and Tyler who were about to say something.

"Hung'y" you whispered into Katherine's ear while Damon was telling off everyone.

"Okay y/n/n do you want a blood bag or my blood?" Katherine whispered back, making you smile.

"You, p'ease" you answered.

Katherine moved her hair out of the way for you to drink from her neck. You slowly sank your tiny, cute fangs into her and started to drink from her.

"I'm going to kill Klaus" Damon raged, starting to head for the door.

"Don't even think about it" Stefan said before Damon could take another step. He thought about it for a second then started to walk again before Katherine started to talk.

"Damon if you take one more step to that fucking door I will kick your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for a week" Katherine threatened him from where she was now sitting with you on her lap still drinking her blood, slowly.

"Damon c'mon" Stefan said, knowing Katherine will actually follow through with that action.

Damon walked towards the couch and sat down, glaring at everyone in the room who was also now sitting. "So what your telling me is that son of a bitch can kidnap our sister and I can't do anything about it? No revenge?! because trust me he deserves it" Damon exclaimed, furious.

"How about we wait until we know y/n is okay before planning some psychotic revenge plan your probably thinking of right now" Bonnie said, who was sitting next to him.

"Fine Bon Bon, but I'm holding you to that" he said.

You stopped drinking Katherine's blood and by now most of the burn marks are gone except for a couple still on your arms but they'll heal soon enough. You were staring at the drink in Damon's hand that he got just now. It's obviously bourbon but you can't exactly tell the difference of alcohol or not.

Damon noticed where you were looking. "Do you want some?" He asked you.

You slightly nodded and climbed down from Katherine's lap, going over to him. "Damon no, she's four" Elena said but Damon to no avail didn't listen and brought the glass up to your slightly parted lips.

Everyone didn't stop him because they all knew what the outcome of this was most likely to be and it was you spitting it out. Damon poured some into your mouth and sat the glass down onto the coffee table. As soon as you tasted it you spat it all out right onto Damon's lap, making a disgusted face.

"Sowwy Damy, don' wike dat" you apologized and pointed at the substance in the glass he put down.

"Umm, it's okay y/n/n. I'll be back I'm going to go put on pants that aren't stained with alcohol" Damon said and went upstairs to his room.

You turned to where Bonnie's sitting and started to play around with her fingers. After a bit she lifted you onto her lap so you didn't have to keep reaching up to her hands.

When Damon came back down Stefan was already checking your arms and face where there are still a bit of traces from where Klaus hurt you. You whimpered when he touched a certain place where you were burned with vervain on your upper arm close to your shoulder. But other than that everything looked fine and should heal soon.

"Okay everything looks good but watch out for this burn mark just in case. I put a plaster on it but still be careful about it" Stefan said standing up again.

"So she's alright nothing serious right?" Damon asked sort of getting eager to everyone's dismay, knowing of what's going to come from him.

"Yeah......why?" Stefan asked his brother in return.

Damon didn't answer and just turned over to where Tyler and Jeremy were arm wrestling at the arm of the couch they were at.

"Hey you two idiots over there" he said getting both of their attention.

"Yeah?" They both asked at the same time.

"How would you guys like to go and hunt a certain hybrid with me?" Damon smirked at them.

"Sure why not?" Tyler said and Jeremy responded with; "awesome, I'm in."

"No to both of you" Alaric said walking in the room and making the two boys sit down again.

"Wait school isn't over yet" Caroline pointed out.

"I excused myself saying it was a family emergency. The whole reason I left though was because of Damon and his teenage girl hormones when this stuff happens" Alaric said, making all of them laugh at your oldest brother.

"Oh come on he DESERVES it" Damon exclaimed.

"Yes he does but let's wait a bit first" He told his best friend and drinking buddy.

Damon just rolled his eyes and sat back down next to Bonnie again. "Okay you guys might want to stop speaking about k-i-l-l-i-n-g people in front of her" Bonnie informed, nodding down to where you were now leaning back against her dozing off.

"Seriously? You think she doesn't know how to spell" Tyler pointed out at how Bonnie spelled out the word 'killing'.

"Okay then. y/n what was the word I spelt out the last time I talked" Bonnie asked, looking down at where you were looking up at her.

"I don' know. Candy?!" You said expectantly but Bonnie shook her head and you leaned back, saddened now.

Eventually though you did fall asleep ending with the top half of your thumb in your mouth. Bonnie tried to pull your thumb out but stopped after you started to wake up again.

“So what exactly did Klaus do to her?” Alaric asked after Bonnie came back downstairs from laying you down in your bed. 

[bittergirlsworld]

I finally gave up and saw TVD to understand some stuff in TO, and I just have to say: what an awfully written show. My goodness, how the hell is the most annoying girl in Mystic Falls the anchor who holds them together? Caroline, the fandom darling has no personality whatsoever. She's a camaleon, she's what they need her to be in the episode. Sometimes, she's the greatest soul alive, sometimes she's only there to slutshame another girl for doing exactly what she does. Sometimes she's pinning after her boyfriend, sometimes she backstabs him. Sometimes she's so repulsed by the 1000 year murder who bribes her with fancy things and sometimes she's okay to use the hell out of him to have what she needs. Elena, who's supposed to be the protagonist, becomes more and more the love interest to Damon. His love for her, that both recognize as toxic, comes from a sire bond and everyone insists to pretend that she loves him just the same without it as if she wasn't heavily projecting Stefan on him to the point he calls her out. The Originals, who were supposed to be invicible, the most insane of them just dies for a teenage hunter. Finn, the most sane one, portrait as a bore because he resented the bother who kept him in a coffin for thousands of years. Katherine, who I swear is one of the only two female characters really interesting in this show, is called a bitch all the time for the unforgivable crime of running from a psycho hybrid who wanted to slaughter her and then slaughtered her fucking family. Elijah and Rebekah does not exist outside of Klaus. Rebekah was just extremely annoying till they gave her a real personality and in the spin-off. Out of nowhere, she was obsessed with being human. Bonnie, poor Bonnie. The racism was blatantly showing. She was only there to be the magic negro trope. They didn't even allowed her to have romantic storyline! Her boyfriend who she resurrected cheats on her with a freaking ghost and she still back with him in season 5? She deserved so much better. Damon turns her mother in a vampire and then she's his best friend? She loses her entire family as well and is never treated with the same courtesy Elena has been treated. Not even the fancy balls she could attend, apparently. (Her wigs were also terrible. Poor Kat, they made her appear so old sometimes with those hairs).

And the romantic pairings? Awful. Damon and Elena were downright disgusting. He raped Caroline. Why everyone pretends he wasn't compelling her while having sex with her? Why all these centuries old man are so obsessed with fuck teenagers? How's that's romantic, date a girl on high school when you had two shares of a lifetime? Even if we take in consideration the lore that vampires stop aging when they're turned, the only couple who would make sense in this logic were Stefan and Elena, since Stefan was a teenager when turned. Klaus and Caroline had no romantic connection. She used him dry, he bite her to die to make a point to her boyfriend. He would be her last love but fucked her and left. She hated him but would happily accept his gifts while treating him like a dog. Damon and Elena loudly assume to each other that they are terrible together but then forget because they're fucking again. I swear to god, that relationship was pure based on their sex drive. She wanted that old dick so bad she blamed dead Katherine for the fact he killed her friend and threatened her brother.

The timeline made no sense. Plotholes all around. Why Bonnie couldn't make magic while being the anchor? Must be because she would be too powerful, and with Elena being so useless, they couldn't allow that. Caroline is another one completely useless for the plot. She could disappear from the show and wouldn't change a single thing.

It's really awful. After finally seeing this I can say with conviction that The Originals was the best they could have.

[philtatosbuck]

the thing about the thing is that any klaus ship makes more sense than kl*roline and those people have to act like that to compensate. and i do mean literally any klaus ship.

the originals edition? klaurora ate. would've done great things if not for elijah. klamille? ain't everyone's cup of tea but it still makes more sense for klaus to have an interest in her than that other blonde girl at the very LEAST from a psychology aspect and to get at marcel and kieran. klayley? even if the only thing they Ever did was hate fuck, it still would've been more in character. klaus and lucien, klaus and genevieve, all of them make at least some sense from a narrative point of view.

tvd? klaus and elena? would've been a dark and twisty ass romance, but would've been great to witness. klaus and bonnie? not only would it have been eagerly accepted, but it was WANTED by the actors too. klaus and katherine? c'mon. (if you come to me about 'he killed her family!!' i'm sorry but i do not care they would've been so fucking funny). klaus and stefan.

even in the fucking BOOKS, klaus and vivianne were so, so much better. it's just.

like i'm SORRY but no matter what other ship it is kl*roline falls flat. he liked her because why? he has a weird complex about his sister and he wanted to assert dominance over tyler. there was literally no other reason for that man to give a shit about her.

[cupidmydarling]

Let's talk about Tyler Lockwood. The guy is a TOTAL smash (Ik how that sounds but am I wrong?) and with a little bit of delusion his fanfics could be awesome. I need some x readers. Pretty please if anyone wants to write that ;)

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 18

.→✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. TW : mention of rape/sexual assault

Telepathy way of talking .

“Caroline, how are you?”

you found yourself, bonnie and Caroline sits in the restaurant, you abandoned today lcacorees play when she said she wants to meet you right after class.

“I’m fine. Why does everyone ask me that?” she looks between you and bonnie.

Bonnie sighs “it’s nothing”

“Caroline, bonnie said you don’t remember anything after the night at the party. Isn’t that a bit concerning?” you lean back crossing your arms in front of you.

Carloine thought for a bit “maybe, I don’t really have an answer to that”

“Can you call me when you remember anything” you ask Caroline raise her perfect eyebrow at you in suspicion, you place your arms over her giving her smile to ease her.

She nods at you at the same moments images flashes in front of you.

Carloine tears streaming face.

Damon with his vampiric facial features revealed.

Damon draining blood from Caroline.

 Damon Salvatore physically and mentally abusing her.

You flinched making bonnie and Caroline startled as well at your sudden movement.

“What?” bonnie asks.

You gulp shaking your head with nervous smile “uh…I just remember I missing the boys game?”

Bonnie does not seem to buy the answer Caroline shrugs she look down at your hand that still hold on to hers, with a firm squeeze you let her hand go.

“So, you have my costume ready?” bonnie pried spotting the bag that Caroline brought with her.

Caroline brightens up that an excited smile on her face “here, I have it all right here.”

Bonnie takes bag from Caroline and pull out the costume.

“That’s fitting” you laugh at the witches’ costume making bonnie roll her eyes. 

“What are you going to this year?”

Now that Caroline asked what are you going to be this year “I haven’t decided yet”

Carloine leaves after some time saying she has to meet up with her mom, now you and bonnie wait for elena to come.  you and bonnie finished some snacks while you wait for her savoring your favorite food, it more appetizing than ever because bonnie is paying. 

And if your thought manifested herself as it seems as she walks towards you both with Stefan beside her. you had moved to sit with bonnie when Caroline had gone, which leaves them to take the seat in front of you, the restaurant wasn’t crowded.

Elena gives bonnie a small hi before sitting down Stefan greet you both with a nod.

  They stay silent making you roll your eyes taking a sip of you drink you lean in “since y’all forgot how to talk, I will “eyes stare intensely at Stefan that put elena in edge.  “Did you know damon was feeding from Caroline”

“That he was raping her, your girlfriend’s best friend” you continue dismissing elena and Bonnie’s wide eyes at statement. “don’t lie. “

“Stefan!” elena whisper yell.

  Stefan eyes shifts he finally speak up “I…. he was hurting he- “

“She was sexually assaulted. There is difference you can’t say he was ‘hurting her. damon was abusing Caroline in every way. And you knew but didn’t do anything” 

Elena places her hands on his arms “Stefan isn’t the bad guy. He only drink animal blood. Damon is the bad one. Stefan won’t hurt me or anyone” bonnie mouth hangs open hearing the words that come out elena mouth.

You sigh closing your eyes “this is not about Stefan. This only and only about Caroline. What she has been gone through and she didn’t even remember it the damage is already done elena. you might wanna think about that. How she will lose herself when one day she’s going to remember that”

Bonnie’s heart beat out her chest imagining the pain that she hopes she never want to experience “is that what you saw?” she asks softly.

  You nod.

“I will take care of him. He won’t hurt anyone anymore and I’m sorry for what happened to Caroline”

Elena and bonnie accept Stefan’s words with heavy hearts.

You let out a small laugh “you better be” finishing your drink you give Stefan a smile that was not friendly in means it was rather cold and menacing look take over your face “if he hurt anyone else. I’m sure stiles and I can come up with deadlier venom than a werewolf’s. “

You stand up with a soft smile directed to bonnie “you text me when you get home alright.”

Scott had been locked up in his room stiles outside his door furiously messaging you to hurry up he swear his aged ten years waiting for you.

He hears the door opens it better be you y/n.

It’s me the answer came in his head.

“that’s so freaky” stiles exclaim “and where the hell where you? didn’t you know it’s full moon”

you walk upstairs and scott Goran out your name “please let me out. It’s full moon, I swear I wouldn’t do anything. Stiles I’m sorry just let me out”

you expecting to see stiles mad but he looks so broken…devested when you come in to his line of vision he rushed in to your arms. You hug him and glimpse of what happened between scott and stiles come in your vision silently cursing scott and Lydia even though they can’t be fully blamed.

“it’s okey “you whisper in to his ears slowly parting away you cares his cheeks “I’ll check on scott” stiles hands tighten around you he was holding like a kid clinging on his mother’s frame “I’ll be okey sudden superpower remember”

 Slowly you walk towards scotts room stiles behind you with a baseball bat that you didn’t even see that he had it with him.

Scott lay groaning on the floor his eyes changing between golden iris and his brown eyes jaw clenched in pain.

“Oh okey…it’s happening” you tell yourself first time ever scott is going to shift unlike the last time you don’t have derek with you. it just you and stiles but you guys can handle this right. right?

“It hurts so bad” scott moaned

Stiles nudge you with his shoulder “do your thing”

You nod walking towards scott slowly not alert the wolf in him “okey, okey scott you can’t fight it alright. You need to let it happen but don’t give it all the control. You don’t have to fight the shift but fight the animal instincts that can kill us all. Got it” scott nod sweat gathered on his face his nail grows larger

Stiles give you not so impressed look suddenly he’s having a second thought.

You take a deep breath and slowly crouch in front of him the moonlight shine through the windows your eyes find the moon exhaling you feel the energy coming out you. the blue aura branches out your body and hands making its way towards scott.

Scott feels a soothing sensation wash over him and the wolf that had been snarling and howling recognize the presence the two minds start algin themselves into one and scott bone starts snap the pain still there but it’s bearable.

Stiles grimace at the sound of bones popping and scotts inhuman structure, hands bend in unnatural way back arching in way that reminded him of horror movie. The clothes were lost cause soon scotts moaning of pain turned to whining of an animal.

The wolf shakes his body finally free out human state, his ears sharp and nose searching for scents that presented in. his eyes snap towards the front where you are still in crouched down position behind stiles. The sound stiles gulping down reach his sharp ears and the smell of fear and nervousness linger the wolf whine when it smells the dull scents coming from you and stiles. Rambling towards you it stands in front of you.

Stiles it’s okey he recognizes us. Don’t panic.

The wolf, scott sniff around your face nuzzling towards you making you let out a relived laugh when he starts to lick your face.

Stiles shoulders drop as well “yeah…. I was beginning to pass out honestly” he wipes his sweat off his forehead.

The wolf hum in satisfaction when the dull burned smell change into that of sweet enjoying your fingers on his fur. “Yeah, it wasn’t so bad was it.” 

Scott then looks out the window to the backyard and look back at you. you both tilts your head “I think he wants go out”

Stiles who laying down on scotts bed huff he takes out pillow and throw it in front of the wolf “yeah right…. chew on this or something “

The wolf snarl at stiles making the said male look up “what…...you know I’m contemplating whether I should give you food. How about a bone”

The wolf snarl barking at stiles, stiles take this as scott cursing at him and starts to argue with the wolf.

You sigh opening the door “come on we can’t keep him the room” the wolf tails swing in happiness running up to you.  stiles throw his hands in air a loud groan escape him. You look down at the wolf with hands on hip you give the wolf serious look “but don’t even think about running away. You stay in the line of my vision. Do we have a deal?”

The wolf yelp enthusiastically, and follow after you. stiles too, sluggishly follow with the baseball that he found he’s going to take his revenge.

the moonlight was enough to illuminate the backyard the wolf sniff around the backyard here and there before looking back where you stand, the wind was cold and felt amazing in his fur, his paw digging in the ground.

He chased away raccoons and squirrels  trying to climb the tree and knocking down few things here and there.

   Stiles stands beside his hands in his pockets the you glance at him “how are you doing?”

“I’m fine”

“stiles”

You take his hands in yours “I mean he just kissed my really really long-time crush, the girl of my dreams who doesn’t even know I exists.”

  “What if I tell you one day, she might just fall in love with you”

Stile’s scoff rolling his eyes he looks at you for moment when he sees the serious look on your face “you’re serious?!”

Shrugging your shoulders, you glance at the wolf run around the yard crossing your arms in front of your chest “you never know what will happen in the future right “

The snarl of the wolf captures yours and stiles attention, the wolf stands with his paws deep on the ground ready to pounce on whatever that’s in the dark you and stiles anxiously glance at each other thinking it’s the argents that’s in the dark with crossbows and silver bullets ready to hunt the werewolf.

 From the darkness a blow glowing eyes shines and derek emerges from the shadow with his signature scowl on his face.

“This guy is literally everywhere “stiles pinch his nose closing his eyes.

Derek tilts his head when the wolf snarl at him before backing towards where you two stands suddenly he hit with shoe that he didn’t even saw coming frowning he sees you glare at him standing with only one shoe.

“Did you just throw your shoes at me” derek pick up the shoes walking towards you guys relaxed. Stiles cover his mouth.

You huff “you better be glad that it wasn’t a wolf benzene induced knife. You lied to scott again why are you here now? To tell us another lie and gets all killed” the wolf stands beside you

Derek sigh with the shoe still in his hands “I did what anyone would do in my position”

Stile’s nod “and he doesn’t know how to apologize either” 

Derek glare at stiles before looking at scotts wolf form “I see that you guys handled this full moon pretty well”

“Yeah, no thanks to you.” stiles chime in again receiving a glare from him.

“Now don’t try scare him. He’s right we got it handled without your help” you sigh “if you’re going to keep lying to us. You can leave. Garms told us there is no cure so don’t try come up with another lie” you take your shoes out of his hands walking backing to the house stiles and scott follows.

  “He killed my sister”

You three stop turning back to derek, his jaw clenched, his eyes blue with glare that not directed to any of you but towards the killer of his sister, towards the alpha that roam around your hometown.

“I won’t stop until I kill him whether you’re willing to help or not” 

You and stiles exchange glances quietly.

“We do want help and the alpha is our problem also. We can help each other but for Gods sake stop the lies” you said softly derek cross his arms stiles scoff at the offended looking derek “or seriously I’m gonna punch in the face”   

Derek raises his eyebrow in disbelief amused at what your said while stiles proudly smile at you the wolf wages his tail.

“What you think I can’t do it?”

Derek grins the sudden shift make you all puzzle “I don’t doubt you”

Stiles lean towards you keeping his eyes on derek who stilling stands with wolfish grin “I don’t like it. it’s so creepy my eye hurts “

 “Alright I won’t lie again”

Stiles point at derek “that what a liar says”

“Does he ever shut his mouth”

“Watch who you’re talking to I’m y/n best friend and if I said that we would let your werewolf ass get shot that’s what will happen. Right?” stiles look at you for conformation which you nod making stiles beam before grinning at derek.

Derek gives you look you shake your head without stiles seeing scott eyes pinned on you with betrayal look the wolf whining for your attention derek fights heartfelt smile at the three of you, strangely enough even though you three annoys him, he kind of starting to like it.

“What are you going to do now?”

Derek crosses his arms in front of him “try to find the alpha without the cops seeing me because apparently I’m a fugitive “

Stiles point at the wolf “it was his idea”

The wolf whine and huff at stiles making derek roll his eyes at them “what did you learn about your power?”

You look down at your palm “other than telepathy, the blast thing and maybe water manipulation nothing else”

“Water? When?” stiles wonder out loud

“In the shower” you then glance at the wolf “because of telepathy and maybe bit of emotion manipulation I guess”

“Do you have fully control over your power?” derek asks walking towards you.

“No”

“Then you need to learn to how” he adds

You nod “yeah grams said she would help me she learning what is exactly I am”

Derek falls silent for minute “other than us its and the elena girl and Salvatore is the only on who somewhat know you have power right”

“What? you think people gonna come hunt her like argents doing” stiles let out a laugh at the absurd thought but it doesn’t last long as derek stands motionless “please god no”

“When people don’t understand something, they always view it as threat” Derek’s eyes pinned on you making you tilt your head in offence “I’m not a threat, it’s not like I am going on a rampage every now and then”

Derek nods “Not yet”

“God, you don’t have anything positive to say do you” stiles accuse derek scoffing.

You sigh “just lay low derek” he nods without a word he leaves.

“Do you think the Salvatore would cause us trouble”

“Maybe not now but I don’t know what will happen in the future. But they are a problem in general. I saw what damon did to Caroline. And I don’t want that same fate on anyone else just because they have a pretty face, I’m not going to let it slide that away”

Stile’s nod “I’ll better look up how to kill vampires, first option the classic, a stake then there is beheading” you consider that as well, while the two you come up with way to kill vampires the wolf judge you silently.

But whatever, he thinks as saunter towards you both after all if anyone tried hurt his pack, they will meet with his sharp teeth that ready to tear anyone apart in order to protect his pack.

Sheila Bennett sat on the center of room that was locked away for years, the moonlight pours into the room through the windows curtains blowing in the wind but the flame on the candles that was lit around the room doesn’t sway as breeze pass around the room. Her Gilmore opened beside her with picture of figure hovering in the sky the rest of the page seems to be ripped away rather hidden away from the world.

Her chanting of Latin words is the only thing that can be heard, the book lifts its self-up a red mist around the book and the torn pages materialize itself into existence. The essence of chaos magic render into the room but something unexpected happen when a yellow glow manifest itself around the book, she tenses at the entry of unexpected guest the cosmic energy make itself known as it and the chaos magic repel each other.

Her eyes witness something horrifying, a face that so familiar to her but yet unknow. Its dark but it is clear it was turned into darkness. What once was sweet and pure turned to bitter and evil.

Is it a vision, a prophecy of someone she holds dearer than her life.

 On the streets you were walking when you see the something blinging very brightly than the usual stars in the sky.

The powers seem to calm down now the buzzing noise die down and on the last page a picture appears a burning phoenix with its large wings spread taking up the space. The book false down suddenly.

Sheila Bennett sits dazed the book seems gain volume she hears a voice calling her and finally register that you are calling her.

 The door open and from the shadow emerge you in to her sight the moonlight now seems to shine upon you.

She could hear her heartbeat beating faster from the result of sudden turn of events, her hands a little shaky breathing heavily, her eyes become ocean of emotion bear pain, for who? Confusion and disbelief, at what? concern for who? For you? for them?

Fear

For you?

Or

Of you? ….

Masterlist of series

[yelyahrodrigo]

why can't I find any active Stelena blogs 😭😭 please the fandom can't be dead!!! I need regular Stelena posts on my dash please!!! If you exist, I will follow <3

(would also appreciate some Forwood love)

[retroness-is-fabulous]

[thedragonqueensblog]

The Hope of the Mikaelsons family Part two

Summary: Klaus Mikaelson just met little Y/n Forbes the more he knows about Y/n the more he and her find out that they have more things in common making Marcel worried that he needs to make a call

"Hey, I'm here, sorry for being late." Carolina sat on a chair next to Elena

"What took you guys so long? " Elena asks but she noticed you were not here "Wait, where's Y/n?"

"She's with Klaus." Carolina smiles

"Klaus Mikaelson is here?" Bonnie asked shocked

"Yes." Caroline nods with a smile

"Why did you leave Y/n with him? He's dangerous. " Elena says worried about your safety

"Come on, you know he changed."

"Do you really believe that he did?" Elena asks

"You know that he changed for his daughter." Caroline answers

"But sadly she got taken away."

"If he didn't change he would be after you Elena." Caroline looks over at Elena

"You're probably right Caroline that he has changed. " Elena smiles

"Believe me he did and I know for sure he wouldn't hurt Y/n. " Caroline smiles, knowing that she can trust Klaus with you

"So where are we going?" You asked Klaus

"To my compound I hope your sister doesn't mind." Klaus smiles

"Can we paint?" You asked with your puppy eyes

"Of course love." Klaus grabs your hand

"Rebekah, your family and you need to come to Mystic falls. " Marcel says, though the phone

"Why did something happen?" Rebekah asked worried

"No, but something might happen. I can't tell you over the phone it has to be in person." Marcel answers

"Fine, we'll be there tomorrow." Rebekah ends up

Marcel walks into the living room to find Klaus and you painting, "she loves painting just like you."

Klaus smiled "Yes, she does."

"As much as I love shopping, we have to be done, I need to go get my sister from Klaus." Caroline took out her phone to call Klaus "hey where are you guys?"

"We're at the compound painting Why?"

"It's time to go home, I'll go to the compound."

"No, it's fine, I'll bring her home."

"Klaus I don't think it's a good you know how's my mother."

"I know, but Y/n is having so much painting."

"Fine, bring her home before 7."

"I should will."

"So?"

"I guess we can go on and shop again."

"Why did Marcel call you?" Freya asked

"He wants us to go to Mystic falls because he needs to tell us something." Rebekah says

"I can't leave New Orleans, I still need to look for my daughter." Hayley tells Rebekah

"I know Hayley but he wants us to go to Mystic falls." Rebekah tells Hayley

"Is it really that important that he couldn't tell you over the phone?" Kol asked

"Klaus probably did something stupid." Elijah said

"Who knows but we're leaving tomorrow."

Klaus was walking you to your house "love I had so much fun today."

"I did too. could we do it again?"

"Of course."

Your sister opened the door with a smile "thank you so much for bringing her home safely."

"Of course Caroline we had so much fun today."

"I'm glad that you both did."

"Bye love, have a good night. " Klaus gave you a kiss and a hug as Caroline give him a sad smile

"Bye Caroline."

"Bye Klaus."

It's been a long drive for the Mikaelson siblings and Hayley but at least they were in Mystic falls already

"Thank you guys for coming. " Marcel welcome them

"Now tell us what you couldn't tell me over the phone." Rebekah tells Marcel

"Caroline has a small sister." Marcel tells them

"And?" Kol rolls his eyes

"What does that have to do with us?" Rebekah asks

"You made us come here just to tell us that Klaus's girlfriend has a sister." Kol crossed his arm

"Klaus has been hanging out with her so much she loves painting just like Klaus now they're painting buddies." Marcel says

"I'm confused when did Caroline have a sister?" Freya asked

"Probably she was hiding her from the drama and the supernatural that's going on." Hayley answers

Marcel gives Hayley a sad look "Hayley I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? " Hayley asked, confused

"For what I'm going to say her name is also Y/n and she's also five years old just like your-"

"Just like my daughter. " Hayley says sadly "I want to meet her so take me with her

"She'll be here in a few minutes."

minutes later They heard a door open

"They're here."

Klaus and you walked into the living room, Klaus was shocked to see his family here

"Hey. " Klaus greets making everyone to turned around to face Klaus and you they gave you a shock stare

"Meet Y/n forbes." Klaus smiles

"Hey little one. " Everyone smiles at you

"Hey Klaus, can I talk to you? " Hayley asks

"Can it wait?" Klaus says

"No."

"Fine Y/n stay here I'll be back."

"Why didn't you tell me about Y/n?" Hayley asks hurt

"Because I didn't wanted you to think that she's our daughter." Klaus tells Hayley sad

"I know, but I deserve to know about her. I wanted to go back to New Orleans, but I'm going to stay just in case."

"I don't know if Marcel told you but she loves painting. She's a professional at painting." Klaus smile

"Yeah, he told us." Hayley laughs, "I didn't know that Caroline has a sister."

"I didn't know either, but Caroline told me Y/n was living with some family In New York because Caroline and their mother wanted her away from the drama and to keep her safe."

"Interesting."

"I know right but anyways let's go back to the living room."

Klaus and Hayley went back to the living room to see that you started already painting

Hayley looks at you "She's a good painter."

Klaus nodded "you should see her drawings as well, she's making beautiful drawings."

"Klaus come here and paint with me." You said

"I'll be right there in a second." Klaus tells you

Hayley went to sit on the couch with Freya and Rebekah as kol and Marcel were watching Klaus and you paint

"Are you ok Hayley?" Freya asks, worry

"I don't know if I'm?" Hayley answers

"What's wrong?" Rebekah asked

"I don't know, but I feel a connection with Y/n she's just like Klaus, they both love painting." Hayley says

"I feel it too. There's something about her and we're going to figure it out."

"Ok painters come here and take a break Elijah baked cookies for us to enjoy." Freya said, smiling at you

"Yay cookies I love cookies." You jump up and down happily

"Here's your milk sweetie." Hayley handed you your glass of milk

"Thank you, could we watch a Disney movie?"

"Of course love what movie do you want to watch?"

"I want to watch Encanto."

You lay between Klaus and Hayley as the Mikaelsons and Marcel smiled at the image of the three of you that they decided to take a picture to have it as a memory

By the time the movie ended you fell as sleep with both Klaus and Hayley holding you as they slept as well, everyone were sleeping not waking up as Klaus phone kept ringing

"There's bad news Sheriff Forbes."

"What is it?"

"The Mikaelsons are back in town."

[h31d1-jan3]

Let go

Y/n loves Damon, but he loves Elena.

Word count: 268

Damon Salvatore.

Those two words had been haunting your mind for the past two years. Ever since you first met Damon at Mystic Falls High School you, or rather your subconscious decided that you were madly in love with the older vampire. Of course at that time you didn't know what he or Stefan were, that came later when your best friend Elena decided it was time you knew the truth. You were obviously shocked but you were so head over heels for Damon that you barely even cared.

Damon Salvatore.

He was all that you cared about, being an orphan, you had learned to look after yourself, never quite trusting anyone because you were so frightened that they would leave you like your family did. You had your friends of course. The whole group had been so kind and welcoming to you when you first moved to Mystic Falls but you still couldn't help feel like you were the outsider. Everyone else seemed to have there own person. Like, Elena had Stefan, Bonnie had Caroline and Matt had Tyler, but Damon, Damon was different. He liked being on his own.

Damon Salvatore.

That was the name you were writing over and over again in your notebooks. But it was all just a fantasy. You saw how he looked at Elena even if she was with Stefan. You saw how he hugged her. How he smiled at her. How he spoke to her. He was always so dry with you, like he didn't want to be there.

Damon Salvatore.

Just another man that would have to let go.

[house-of-slayterr]

I Need a Vacation

Where the Mystic Falls gang takes a vacation to Santa Clara. Things get a bit interesting.

CW: Reader is female

You stretched your arms above your head, nearly letting out a moan at how good it felt to crack you back. The blood flow slowly returned to your extremities. You heard a laugh from behind you and shot your head back to glare at the culprit.

"Shut it, Salvatore!"

"Yeah Stefan, leave her alone, that's the most action she's gotten in a while" Tyler joked.

You glared at the young werewolf.

"My dearest brother, if you don't shut the fuck up, I will rip out your throat with my teeth."

Tyler was your twin, and he never let up on the fact that he was a few minutes older than you. It was endearing sometimes, but right now it just got on your nerves. You placed a hand over his mouth before he could get a word out. Damon laughed next to you, snacking his arms around your shoulder.

"Down Puppy!"

"My venom can kill you, remember that."

Elena cut off the squabbling quickly. Matty Blue Eyes, Carebear, Jer and Bon Bon all got out of the van.

"Somebodies on her period," Jeremy commented.

You squirmed out of Damon's grasp, replacing your body with Elena's. She let out a small squeak but you ignored her. Stefan's eye roll didn't go unnoticed by you. You made your way over to Jeremy and he backed up with his hands held high.

"What are you doing?"

"What, can't a girl just hug her best friend?" You asked innocently.

"I thought I was your best friend," Caroline whined.

"No, you're her girlfriend, there's a difference." Tyler corrected.

Caroline blushed furiously. It was no secret that you were attracted to all genders. And you reminded Care constantly that you thought she was beautiful. Making her blush was your favourite thing. Yet here you stood, hopelessly single.

You finally wrapped your hands firmly around Jeremy., squeezing him in a tight hug.

"Bug, you're hurting me!" He huffed out.

It was a stupid nickname, you screamed at a spider one time, and suddenly you were stuck. You grinned, squeezing him tighter and lifting his feet off the ground. A silent reminder you were stronger than him.

"You deserve it you little shit."

You set him down, after a little begging on Bonnie's part.

"Well I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm starving," Matt exclaimed.

"I could eat" Tyler agreed.

"Typical boys," Care scoffed.

"What was that Princess?" Damon asked.

"Damon," Elana warned.

"Why don't we walk down to the boardwalk, it's late but with the tourist life things should be open," Stefan suggested.

Of course, he was the only person who researched this place. He brought blood bags with him, knowing it would be difficult to be around so many people when he was back on the real stuff. But Stefan had you to keep him in check. Elena was with his brother now, he excepted that, but he'd always have his werewolf best friend to snap him out of it. Things had been hard since his brother killed Lexi.

You frowned, noticing Stefan lost in thought.

"You ok Wonder Boy?" You asked.

He hated the nickname, almost as much as you hated it when his brother called you Puppy. But something about the way you said it made his skin crawl with warmth. You could be so nice when you wanted to be. You sighed when you noticed the small spider veins under his eyes.

"You're hungry too arent you. Why don't you all go on ahead, Stef and I will catch up later."

"Are you sure Y/N?" Matt asked.

"Yeah Blue Blue. Get me whatever you're having will ya? You know we have the same taste in food."

"And in women" He mumbled.

"What was that?"

"I said I'll get us some chicken... just not sure what kind yet."

"Sounds perfect. Jer you pick out a drink?"

"I've got you."

I watched with a smile on my face as my friends disappeared into the crowd. Stefan turned to me, a look of worry plastered on his face.

"I know you don't want Elena to know you're back on the red stuff." I offered.

I climbed into the back of the van, quickly pillaging through his bag to find the hidden bottles. I tossed one to him quickly. He turned around, always the gentleman. I rolled my eyes. He emptied the bottle quickly, wiping the little dribble that landed on his chin.

"Better?"

He nodded his head.

"Stefan if you felt better you would open your mouth to speak." I chastised.

"I'm-"

I shot him a glare, the kind that said "finish that sentence and I'll fucking kill you"

"I'm still hungry, it's not enough, it never is anymore."

I frowned. The type of frown that wrinkled your whole face and exhausted your muscles. He sighed when he saw my face, quickly pulling me into a hug.

"I'll be fine Ginger Snap."

"I'm not even hot enough to be in that movie," I thought.

I brushed my hair to the side, exposing my neck to him. It was his turn to frown, a look that was almost permanently etched onto his face these days.

"I won't."

"Oh come one Stef, my venom's toxic, not my blood. Give it a shot. I can't have you depleting your whole stock this quickly into the trip. Otherwise, we're gonna have to find you, someone, to eat, and I refuse to play the damsel in distress this time." I joked, attempting to cut through the tension.

I trusted Stefan with my life, and he knew this. He glared at me, not appreciating my joke.

"No tourists!" His voice was firm.

"Then drink up buttercup!"

He let out a soft growl, clearing his throat as he tried to hide how much he wanted to.

"Stef, I've had the shit beat out of me by a Hybrid, this is gonna feel like a bee sting. You're not gonna hurt me, Love, so drink."

He brushed the rest of my hair off my neck, taking a deep breath as he consumed my scent. Believe it or not, most vampires didn't think werewolves smelt bad, that was some Twilight bullshit. It was actually the other way around. Vampires smelt like old blood and occasionally burnt oak if they were hurt.

Stefan had only drank from me once before, but that was before I awoke my curse. Before I became a beast. I growled at the memory, saving Tyler's ass ruined my life. But I'd do it a thousand times over. Stefan pulled back, his teeth leaving my neck. HE confused my groan for discomfort.

I silently guided his head back into place.

"Was just thinking is all," I assured him.

He sank his teeth further into my skin, and I there my head back, allowing him more access. I had to admit, it felt nice, even if it was only in a platonic setting. His breath and tongue were warm on my neck, and I bit into the skin on my lip. My own fangs dared to poke out under the moonlight, the full moon wouldn't come while we were on our trip, thank god.

Stefan chuckled against my skin.

"You're enjoying this far too much." He mumbled.

"What was that Fangs? I couldn't hear you." I joked back.

I almost whined as he pulled away. He looked down t me with a strange look on his face.

"What?"

"You got a little something-"

He gently wiped my bottom lip with his thumb, sticking the now blood-clad finger into his mouth. God that was hot! You smiled up at him.

"Thanks, feeling better?"

"Very much so, thank you."

You scrunched your nose up, a thing you did when you were really happy. or when you found something adorable. You booped his nose, watching as he scrunched it just like yours. But his was in disgust.

"Anytime Hero Hair, now come on, our friends are waiting!"

You grabbed his hand, pulling him deep into the crowd to look for your friends. Stefan rolled his eyes at the nickname but smiled fondly, following after you. He knew you meant it, you always did. You were one of the most helpful, caring people he'd ever met.

"Slow down." He chuckled.

He watched as you stumbled over your own feet. You weren't very graceful. Somehow, you'd let go of his hand, and wandered off into the crowd where he couldn't find you. He should have still been able to smell your blood, considering it was only covered up by your t-shirt and a thin layer of hair. But he was too overwhelmed with the scent of the new people on the boardwalk. Stefan spotted his brother and made his way over to the group.

"We're the short one?" Damon asked.

Stefan shrugged.

"No idea!"

You turned around, looking for Stefan, but he was nowhere to be seen. You spun, panicked. Unbeknownst to you, another vampire had spotted you. Paul nudged his brother Marko and pointed in your direction. They could smell your blood from here and it was intoxicating. Dwayne caught onto that the two idiots before him were drooling over and he caught David's attention.

"What'd you find for us, Paulie?" David hummed.

"Dinner."

The older boy smirked at his younger counterpart. Dwayne would admit that sometimes David treated the other two like they were dogs. But they had a good nose for prey. You looked so so scared, that it would be easy for one of them to lure you off.

Now the real question, was who would be getting dessert. David placed a hand over Marko's shoulder, holding the boy back.

"Easy Marko, you don't want to scare the kitten off."

The boy growled at his ring leader. Paul was actual salivating over the thought of you. You were from away, but even he could tell you were hot.

"Why's she bleeding?" Dwayne wondered out loud.

You suddenly locked eyes with the odd group of boys. They leaned against a fence on the edge of the boardwalk, motorbikes between their legs. Your mind stopped working for a moment. Baby blue eyes met yours, and you couldn't stop the smile crawling onto your face. they reminded you of Matty.

The boys noticed as your heart rate go down, how odd. You smiled at them, sending a little wave in their direction. Sealing your fate. David had to have you know, and the boys were in full support.

You turned back around, trying to scrub the beautiful strangers from your mind. You had to find your friends, but your stomach growled. You needed food first, even though you knew Matty was waiting with yours. You spotted a convenience store ahead and slipped inside. The boys were hot on your tail.

You went up and down the isles, deciding on a small snack, just to meet your cravings. Matt would be mad if you didn't eat an actual meal. He was always mother birding you like that. You giggled under your breath at that, inadvertently brushing your hair back. That's when the boys really got whiff. In the name of everything holy, you smell mouthwatering.

David had to stop himself from lunging at you right then and there.

"By the gods does she smell good." Marko hissed under his breath.

"Good, she smells better than sex." Paul corrected.

Dwayne rolled his eyes at his brothers' antics.

"Go talk to her." She suggested.

You made your way over to the counter and set your snack of choice down. A quick curse left your mouth as you realised you'd given your wallet to Stefan for safe keeping. Suddenly a hand slide some money across the counter. You looked up to see those same icy blue eyes from earlier.

"Baby blue." You muttered under your breath.

But David caught it, of course, he did. The others were listening too, wanting to hear every word that fell from your lips.

"Thank You" You corrected yourself, pushing the previous thought from your head. "But you can't pay for this, I'll just put it back." You finished.

David glared down at you, curious that you would defy him. Especially since he was being kind right now.

"I insist, Doll." He complimented.

Your face heated up like when bonds break during an exothermic reaction. You instantly pushed your hair behind your ear, until you heard an audible gasp from the clerk. You didn't notice David take in a breath and hold it. You turned your attention back to the older man.

"Are you alright dear? You appear to be bleeding."

"What?"

"Shit!" you thought.

"Oh this, it's nothing, I'm fine."

you rubbed your hand against your neck, wiping off the small dribble of blood for emphasis.

"One of my booby pins stuck me earlier, guess I must have irritated the wound."

You lied quickly, pushing your hair back over the small bite mark. The man was about to offer you a napkin when you licked the blood fo your fingers.

"Thanks again for the snack Stranger, but I should really get going."

"Aww, leaving so soon," Paul whined.

He earned a quick slap over the head from Dwayne. YoU raised your bro at the teen, taking a step back towards the door.

"Tis'nthe fate of someone always on the run I suppose."

What an odd answer. Suddenly your phone lit up and you noticed someone was calling. You fumbled, trying to shove the snack into your pocket and retrieve the small device at the same time.

"Yellow?" You answered.

"Where the hell are you?" Tyler spat through the phone.

You physically flinched back from the phone, a reaction the boys took note of. Tyler almost never used that tone with you, but it was clear he was just worried.

"Got separated, grabbed a snack," you replied defensively.

"Were by the ferris wheel if you want to actually come to join us." He sighed.

"You know what, I don't like your tone sister. I don't think I will do that!" You hung up before he could get another word in.

"Boyfriend?" Makro asked,, suddenly behind you.

You nearly jumped out of your skin, normally you were better at this. I guess Stefan took too much out of you, you were tired. Actually exhausted after the long car ride here. Suddenly a pale hand was being waved in front of your place.

"Earth to New Girl, are you with us?"

You snapped out of your daze, instinctive grabbing onto the hand. Your grip was tight, too tight. Paul was actually in pain, he glared down at you.

"Shit, sorry mate!" you cursed, letting go of the stranger.

"That's a tight grip you got." He commented.

"Self defence classes." You covered quickly, a little too quickly.

David looked at you with weary eyes, unbeknownst to you, telepathically communicating with his boys. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, in a way that reminded Dwayne of Laddie. He thought about what the young boy would think of you. Would he like you? Could they trust you?

"Look, thanks for the nosh, sorry about your hand Love, but I really should be going."

Before they could protest you and slipped out of the door. Running as far as your tired feet were willing to take you. The boys looked after your fleeting form, but Pual just stood there stunned.

"She called me Love." He said, in awe.

Marko rolled his eyes.

"Come on boys, looks like dinners on a run tonight. Marko."

David didn't need to say more, Marko was already on it. He was sniffing gout your strange sent like his life depended on it. They had never smelt someone like you before. You leaned up against her wall for an ally, finally taking the time to catch your breath and enjoy your snack. The boys followed after you, watching from the roof above as you finished your food. You slid down the wall and put your head in your hands.

"Nice going Y/N, way to look like a total fucking loser. 'I take self-defence classes' god, pathetic!" you chastised. "What the fuck is wrong with you!"

You let out an unsatisfied growl, throwing a random can that was sat next to you, into the wall. The boys watched as the can crunched under the pressure. You could throw, hard.

You frustrated ripped out a strand of your hair when it touched your face. You were overstimualted. You tore the hair tie from your wrist and tied your hair into a messy bun, slumping further into the wall. They had a good look at the wound now, their enhanced vision allowing them to see from their rooftop perch.

"Is that a bite mark? Paul asked no one in particular.

"I believe it is," David said, suddenly intrigued.

Either you were really freaky, which none of the boys would mind in the slightest, or there was another vampire in tone. One who liked to bite and tell aperantly, letting its victims walk around with its fang marks.

Dwayne couldn't help but feel bad for you. Did you remember what happened, here you sacred? Is that why you were so jumpy in the store. It must have just happened since your wound was fresh. He knew just how terrifying their kind could be. And you were just walking around, trying to be brave, acting like nothing was wrong. How could you keep that in, all to yourself?

"Ugh, and why did he have to be so fucking hot?" You growled, hand messing up your already messy bun>

This gained their attention quickly.

"God those eyes. Get ahold of yourself woman, you didn't come here to flirt. Well, you did come here to have a good time, but your brother would fucking kill you. At this point, you might deserve it."

You had a habit of talking to yourself, they noticed that pretty quick. But this was useful because for some reason none of the boys could get into your mind, not even David.

"Shit, Tyler's actually going to fucking kill me."

They watched as you picked up your phone again.

"Hey, Ty."

"Where are you? Seriously it's getting late."

"I know, I know. I just needed some time to cool off. Does Matty still have my food?"

Makro hissed at the sound of you saying another guy's name so affectionally.

"Yeah, yeah, he's got your food. meet us back at the van ok. No funny business this time."

"Yes sir!" You joked.

But David didn't know that, he was almost as riled up as Marko. Who were these other boys who had your attention? You couldn't shake the feeling of being watched as you made your way back to the others. The boys were in silent agreement to follow you. But that didn't mean they couldn't toy with you along the way.

You expertly made your way through the streets, avoiding crowds and staying in the dark. It was oddly where you always felt most comfortable, even before you knew about your family secret. David thought it was incredibly stupid of you, to feel so safe in the darkest parts of the city. He thought about what it would feel like to claw into your flesh and ravage your body.

You knew there were eyes on you, that much was obvious. You tried to look less nervous about it though, not wanting to give whoever this was the satisfaction of knowing they were making you uneasy. But you just about had enough when you made your fifth circle, attempting to look lost. You suddenly spun on your heel, grabbing whoever it was in a chokehold and slamming them against the wall. Paul wasn't quick enough to react.

Marko bit back a laugh, David smirked and Dwayne couldn't help but be worried for his brother. Nobody had ever caught Paul off guard like that before.

"Corner store boy?" You spat.

A lazy grin appeared on the boy's face.

"The names Paul, Hot Stuff!"

You growled, only swerving to turn the boy on further. You could smell it in the air. Come to think of it, you could smell all of them suddenly. You should have noticed who was following before, they all had such a distinct scent.

Paul smelt like wet sand, bonfires and the sickly sweet scent of hair spray. The culry-haired blonde smelt like bird feathers, motor oil and share butter lotion. The tall one smelt of old books, pine trees and tanning oil. And Baby Blue smelt like home, like the forests of Mystic Falls Virginia. It was od to you.

"You can come out now boys." You sang into the air.

You loosened your hold on Paul's throat for a millisecond, and he used that to flip your positions. The boys came out of the woodworks and stood behind Paul, all with varying expressions. David however, did not look happy.

"How did you know we were nearby?" He demanded.

"Because I could smell you, idiot, lay off the cigs why don't ya. Besides, I have a feeling you boys don't stray far from each other. Pack mentality or whatever you'd call it."

You knew about pack mentality once. You weren't even sure why you were mad. They hadn't specifically done anything wrong. Maybe you really were just hangry. David chuckled darkly. The sound lured you in somehow, you stared past paul with reckless abandon into those dangerous eyes. David stared back with the same intensity, lighting the cigarette he removed from behind his ear. He nudged paul to the side, replacing the hold on your chin, and blew a puff of smoke into your face. Paul and Marko snickered at you.

"The fuck are you laughing for you baby-faced little bastard?" You demanded.

"You can call me Marko, Dollface."

You rolled your eyes, turning your attention to tall dark and handsome. You wouldn't give the boy before you the satisfaction of acknowledging his presence.

"What about you, Misery?"

"This here is Dwayne." Paul slung his arm around his brother.

You gave the boy a shy smile. David pushed your head back against the brick wall, earning a small groan from you.

"Somebodies ego is bruised." You jeered.

His grip tightened on your chin, and you expected him to force you to make eye contact, but instead, he turned your head to the side.

"Now what do we have here boys?"

"That's definitely not a poke from a bobby pin, Sweetness." Paul taunted.

You growled deeper this time, why the hell were they being so pushy. You smashed your head into David's and he stumbled back.

"OOO, Kitty's got claws!" Marko purred.

"Back off loverboy, I mean it!"

You felt something wet on your lip and suddenly realized your nose was bleeding.

"The fuck is your skull made of? Bricks?!? Christ dude, no need for a helmet, you'll just break the concrete."

You grabbed your nose, cracking it back into place and throwing your head back. This knocked loose the bun and your hair fell in your face. You puffed out some air to blow a strand out f your eye. Marko was now double over, leaning against Paul, laughing his ass off.

"She got you good David." He said between laughs.

You had to admit, his name sounded nice to you.

"Again, why are you laughing Hyena, I'll beat your ass next. I don't have time for this shit."

Dwayne suddenly appeared behind you, wrapping his arms around you, and holding yours firmly against your chest.

"Touch them, I'll break your fingers."

"Whatever you say Mama Bear. Didn't mean to threaten your cubs."

He growled at this, holding you tighter to him. David was now in front of you again.

"I think it's pretty obvious that you're outnumbered hear Kitten."

You sighed. He once more took a look at your neck, his fingers delicately tracing over the mark.

"We just wanna know who bit you, that's all."

You furrowed your brow before it clicked. They were jealous. You couldn't bite back the cackle you let out in time. Your sides hurt from how much you were laughing. The terror twins looked at you like you'd lost your screws.

"Oh... My... God!"

Your laugh died down to a little giggle.

"Somebodies mad he couldn't get the first bite. Having a little fang envy their Big Boy?"

They were surprised you knew what they were, and that you understood so quickly.

"Tell you what, I'll let you have a bite if you let me go. I'm not like the little tourists of this town, I go missing there are about 8 people who are gonna come looking for me. And half of them have pretty bad tempers. What was that you said about being outnumbered?"

And that's how you ended up pinned to a wall in a back alley of Santa Clara. Four vampires latched onto you, your head thrown back in bliss. Dwayne was still holding you from behind, fangs sunk into your right shoulder. David's on the left side of your neck. Paul's teeth were firmly sunk into your right wrist, and Marko, the little sadist bit into the pit of your left elbow.

David was the last to let go, hearing your heart slow down a little too much for his liking. They couldn't lose you yet, not when you were this much fun. Besides, they didn't want t find out if your earlier threat was legit or not. You leaned further into Dwayne's bare chest, clinging to his warmth. He chuckled into your neck.

"You alright there sweetheart?"

You let out a huff, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Sorry, where you just fed on by four vampires after not having eaten all day? Give me a moment mate. Tonto puto vampiro!" You scolded.

Marko purred in your ear, "Damn, you can speak Spanish to me any day."

You giggled, pushing him off you.

"What are you?" Paul asked, looking up at you from where he now knelt before you.

You had to admit, he looked nice from down there.

"You taste divine." He praised.

You pushed up your skirt slightly, desperately pawing at you with his hands. he left little kisses that quickly turned into bites. You pushed his head down.

"Down boy!" You warned.

David had never seen his brother so blood drunk before. It was kind of amusing. Of course, they couldn't just let you go, not after this. But he caved when he looked into your eyes. They were glazed over and glossy, in a way he knew only he and his brothers could make you feel. HE had a proud smirk on his face. You finally squirmed out of Dwayne's grasp, a small whine leaving your mouth when you lost his body heat.

"Look at you, we've made a mess out of you. What do you say, boys, should we clean her up, or let everyone know she's ours?"

Marko was drooling at the thought of you wearing his mark, showing you off like a trophy. You didn't much mind it either, but then you remembered your brother. You sobered up quickly.

"Shit, my brothers gonna kill me!" You exclaimed.

You quickly grabbed your phone. turning the front-facing camera to you to check out the damage.

"Aye dios mio! Did you really have to bite that hard?" You chastised.

"Didn't hear you complaining Kitten, actually I'm pretty sure you were enjoying it more than us," David smirked.

"Puta de Sangre tonta! Wipe that smirk off your face!"

"Make me!" He teased.

But you were feeling bold tonight, or you could call it stupidity. You launched forward, gripping his face and pulling him into a violent kiss. He opened his mouth to allow you more access, his mistake. YOu bit down on his tongue hard, feeling the taste of it swirl around on your own. You pulled back with a smirk of your own.

"An eye for an eye, and all that." You winked.

The other boys were speechless. Paul wanted to take you right there, Marko was no better. The two practically climbing over each other to get to you. But Dwayne brought you all to your senses.

"Should've you be getting back to your friends?"

"Yes, thank you."

You frowned when you looked down at your arms.

"Shit, how am I supposed to hide these?"

Dwayne chuckled, shirking off his jacket and draping it over your shoulders. You blushed.

"Such a gentleman." You teased.

You leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Bye boys, it's been fun. See you around."

And just like that, you were gone. You finally made your way to the van where the gang was waiting.

"Oh my god, there you are!" Caroline was the first to greet you.

Tyler looked up from his phone, about to call you for the 20th time.

"We thought you were dead." He chastised.

"Relax dad!" you joked.

They all pulled you into a hug, Matt handing you your leftover. As you dug in they all had one question on their mind. Who's jacket was that?

An: @vechkinfan I promise I'm writing more of my Lost Boy's Oc and Charlie soon. But I figured you might like to read this in the meantime. I had a lot of fun writing it.

[fandoms--fluff]

Stormed

Part 4 

Salvatore little sister x Damon Salvatore x Stefan Salvatore

Warnings: Swearing, death/murder

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As soon as Jeremy opened the door a bunch of hybrids came crashing through the house, starting to attack everyone.

Damon, enraged started to rip all the hybrids that are attacking him, hearts out, then throwing them right next to the limp bodies. Katherine and Elena coincidentally fighting next to each other made all the hybrids confused as which one of them were Elena.

“Which one of you is Elen-” one of the hybrids started but Jeremy attacked him and decapitated him before he could say the rest of his sentence. 

“That was quite rude, I have a way better personality and better looking than her” Katherine said before slamming one of the hybrids into the railing. Elena just glared at her before moving to an opposite spot of the room.

While they were fighting off the last few hybrids you had no idea what was going on downstairs since Tyler and Caroline’s room was on the other side of the house and the door was closed. That was until a hybrid got past all of them and followed the sound of your voice to the room. He crashed into the room and you screamed, frightened and backed away until you hit the headboard of the bed.

You still had your light brown teddy bear tight in your grasp and hugged up to your chin. The guy vampire sped towards you and stabbed a shot full of vervain on your shoulder. You fell slump against the headboard and he picked you up, speeding out of the house without anyone seeing or hearing anything.  

By the time all the hybrids were dead, some of the furniture was flipped over. Immediately Damon sped upstairs and searched all the rooms that you could’ve been in, including tearing apart the fort you built and tripped on one of the blankets. 

“Fuck!” He swore and got back up then went downstairs to everyone else. “y/n’s gone” He informed. 

“One of Klaus’s hybrids must of gone upstairs and taken her while we weren’t paying any attention. 

“Well we would have heard her screaming right?” Caroline asked, worried. 

Damon clenched his fists, trying to push back his anger. “She was in your guys’ room” Damon said, motioning towards Caroline and Tyler.

“How do you know she was in there?” Elena questioned.

“I saw three of her stuffed animals scattered on their bed and the sheets were scattered as if she were trying to back away from someone coming towards her.”

“So what are we going to do? How are we supposed to get her back without Klaus killing all of us, cause he will with no hesitation. And that’s coming from someone that’s been running from him for hundreds of years” Katherine said, pouring herself a drink then downed it. 

“What about Elijah, would he know where Klaus might be?” Jeremy asked.

“I’ll see if there’s anything that he knows” Elena said getting her phone that was laying on the ground, phoning Elijah. 

After the first three rings he picked up, “Why does he always pick up when you phone but never when I phone him” Damon complained, not noticing Elena put her phone on speaker. 

‘Because every single time you phoned me it was always something stupid or just to piss me off’ Elijah said, making Damon freeze.

“Fair enough” Damon shrugged then put on a serious facial expression.

“So your brother’s hybrids came and attacked us we killed them all obviously then plot twist one of them got away, went upstairs and kidnapped y/n” Katherine said, trying to imitate Elena.

‘I know that was you speaking Katerina, your vocabulary is very different from Elena’s. Oh and also who is y/n?’ He asked, confused.

“She’s our four-year-old sister - well older but, you know- whatever” Stefan said, panicking about where you were. 

‘I’ll see what I can do, I’ll make sure to contact you as soon as I find out anything’ Elijah sighed.

“Okay, thank you so much, bye” Elena said. “Alright, bye” he hanged up and he looked towards his brother.

“What did you do Niklaus?” Elijah said, rage laced in his voice.

[userlaylivia]

I'm rewatching tvd and I'm on s2 aka the season forwood starts and my emotions are all over the place!! they were so beautiful together!! delena is my #1 otp but forwood were my #2 on the show back then I loved steroline too but ugh I have so many feelings!! reliving the amazing journey of delena gah unless you were there nobody will truly understand what it was like back then their journey and buildup and development was incredible!! and forwood/steroline were so beautiful as well I am sobbing 😭😭😭 also tyler deserved better!! I don't nor will I ever ship klaroline just no no no!! they weren't in love, they were manipulation and obsession and fanservice nothing more idc