#series: not about you

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Not About You - 40

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x ofc

Damon and Lucy sat in Elijah’s living room while they waited for him to clean up. Finally, he emerged freshly showered in a new suit. “That is much better,” he said with a twist of his head. He sat in one of the chairs. “So the children killed the Martins. The slim advantage I still held against my brother is gone.”

“Still planning on killing him then?” Lucy asked. She’d been hoping he’d change his mind. Niklaus was the last living member of his blood family.

His dark eyes studied her for a moment. “Of course.”

She nodded. She didn’t like it, but she understood.

“And how exactly were you planning on doing that? You never really said,” Damon asked.

“I intend to remove his cold, dead heart from his chest,” the Original answered with a blank expression though Lucy caught the twitch of a muscle in jaw. “Without the witches I cannot guarantee he will remain incapacitated long enough for me to do so.”

“Bonnie?” Damon said with a glance to his girl.

Lucy curled her lip. “I don’t trust her.”

“She’d die to save Elena,” he corrected. “If she thinks that’s what she’s doing, we can trust her.”

“Elena will already be dead by the time Ms. Bennett is needed, her fate in the hands of a very old potion,” Elijah said.

Lucy sighed. “Maybe I can talk to Klaus. Get him to postpone so we can come up with a better plan.”

Damon rolled his eyes. “I don’t think so. I don’t want you anywhere near Klaus.”

“Well, it’s too late for that.”

There was a long stretch of silence as Damon stared at Lucy and she did her best to look at literally anything but him. “What is that supposed to mean?” he asked.

When there wasn’t an immediate answer, he tugged on her arm to make her look at him. “What does that mean, Lucy?”

When she still didn’t respond, Elijah took it upon himself to answer. “The only cure for a werewolf bite resides in my brother’s blood. In exchange for Lucy’s life, she had to promise three favors of his choosing. Though there are limitations.”

Damon’s head snapped to the side to glare at his girlfriend. “Were you ever going to tell me this?”

“We just did.” She couldn’t look at him. She’d lose him now. Damon didn’t like complications and this was the biggest fucking complication she could think of.

He stood and stared down at her, willing her to look at him. “How could you possibly think this was a good idea? The guy’s such an asshole his own brother wants to kill him and you’re selling yourself to him?”

Her gaze shifted up to him as she frowned and he flinched at the tears in her eyes. “Don’t make me sound like a whore, Damon. Would you rather I was dead? Because that was the alternative.”

He raked a hand through his hair. “Of course not.” He paced the floor before looking back at her. “I need a moment. I’m going to talk to Stefan.”

With that, he stormed out the door, slamming it behind him. Lucy stared after him as her heart broke and a single tear ran down her cheek.

Elijah stood and wiped the drop away with his thumb. He grasped her hand and pulled her to her feet. "Come, Lucy. We will call my brother and face the beast together.”

***

To say Lucy was surprised to find herself at Alaric's apartment was an understatement. She and Elijah were supposed to be meeting Klaus. What the hell was he doing here? She found it hard to believe that the teacher was working for the enemy all along.

Elijah knocked and the door was answered by a smiling Ric. "Brother, please come in," he said and took a step back.

Lucy tried to follow but got stopped at the door. Ric frowned. "I was under the impression the girl was human."

Elijah let no emotion show on his face. "She was until very recently."

"In that case," he said, turning back to her, "come in, love."

She stepped into the apartment. Her eyes darted around the room, taking everything in as she tried to figure out what exactly was going on. Katherine sat on a chair to the side of the room stabbing herself repeatedly in the leg. Lucy’s eyes widened in surprise. “Found Katherine. We can cross that off the list.”

“Yes. Katerina and I have been having a marvelous time. It was so kind of you all to keep hold of her for me.” Ric’s unusual tone and inflection made him sound nothing like his usual self.

Lucy looked at Elijah. “What is this?”

“Traveling spell,” her uncle answered. “One of my brother’s favorites. Don’t worry, he won’t stay in there long. He’s far too fond of his normal appearance to suffer so.”

Her lips twitched as she tried not to smile at the scary hybrid.

RicKlaus walked around her, taking her measure. “She’s very attractive.” He looked past her to Elijah. “Are you certain your relationship isn’t more…intimate?”

Lucy scrunched her nose in disgust at the idea and Elijah scowled. "She is my niece, Niklaus. Please show a little decorum."

"Is she though? I don't recall any of us having children." Klaus smirked.

"Her father attempted to save my life once. We became friends. I've known her since she was an infant. You know this. I explained it to you."

Klaus shrugged as if it didn't matter and stood in front of her. It was so weird to be looking at Ric but know it wasn't him. This was going to give her a headache. He leaned forward to look into her eyes. "You're just going to do everything I say, aren't you love?"

She blinked at him. "Nope. I'm going to do three things for you. No more. That was the deal."

He frowned and glanced at Elijah. "Vervain," the older brother explained. "I insisted she drink it before we came. She will continue to do so as long as you are in town. I don't trust you."

"You wound me, Elijah. I won't hurt your pet." He turned his attention back to Lucy. "So, tell me, love, what do you know about my doppelganger?"

She shifted her gaze from him to Katherine. "Which one?"

"I know all about Katerina, love. Tell me about the other one."

She briefly thought about asking if this counted as one of the favors but decided not to push her luck. "Elena Gilbert. She's a kid. 17 maybe?" Lucy shrugs. "I don't care enough to keep track. She's got a martyr complex. Thinks she's helping but she just makes everything worse. She also has a lot of people that are incredibly loyal to her. Ric being one of them. They aren't going to just hand her over."

"And if I told you to hand her over? What if I made that one of your tasks?" His gaze narrowed as he studied her.

She shrugged. “I don’t particularly care for Elena, but I’m not handing a kid over so you can kill her. I’d rather do it myself.”

That earned her a lopsided grin. "And if I told you it’s either you or her?”

Lucy and RicKlaus stared each other down as he waited for her answer. Despite Caroline saying she was done with Elena, Lucy knew the blonde would never forgive her if she handed over her former bestie. She didn’t want to hurt Care.

Finally, Elijah stepped forward, placing himself as well as he could between his brother and his niece. "I said within reason, Niklaus. And I believe I specified death and sex were not within reason."

The hybrid smirked. "Just testing her limits, brother. And yours. Task number one, you tell no one about me. Tell no one you've met me, or that I currently inhabit your friend here. Understood?"

"Understood."

Elijah wrapped a hand around her arm and led her from the apartment. They'd barely made it to the car when Lucy’s phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and sighed when she saw Stefan's name. He was undoubtedly calling to lecture her about keeping things from his brother. "If I don't get this, he'll just keep calling," she explained to Elijah before she answered. "Hello, Stefan."

"What are you doing, Lucy?"

"Like at this particular moment or in general?"

He laughed in spite of himself. "I meant the two of you waking Elijah, in particular," annoyance is heavy in his voice. He must have an audience.

She thought about what to say for a moment before answering not knowing if anyone else would be able to hear or not. "If I had Damon half-dead in my basement and you had the opportunity to rescue him would you leave him there?"

"Yes, because if he pissed you off that bad, he deserves it," he said with a chuckle. "But I see your point. They’re only trying to protect Elena."

"Incapacitating Elijah is not going to help them do that. You know that."

“Klaus is here. We're going to the dance tonight. You should come and chaperone with Damon. Show everyone you’re not the enemy."

A twinge of pain shot through her at the mention of her boyfriend's name. "I'm not sure Damon wants me to do that."

"What? Why not?"

Lucy sighed. "Haven’t you talked to him?”

"Not a peep. Should I be worried?” There was genuine concern in his voice.

"Nope. I’m sure he decided a drink was more important. We’ll see you at the dance." She slid her phone back into her pocket and looked over the top of the car to Elijah. "Can you drop me at the Grill?"

***

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief when she walked into the Grill and spotted Damon at the bar. She’d feared he’d run off and leave her there. She stepped up beside him. "Can I sit here or are you still mad at me?"

He motioned to the bartender for another drink. When he placed it in front of the empty stool, she took that as her cue to sit. She sipped at the amber liquid. "I thought you were going to talk to Stefan?"

He shrugged. "Cult Elena was still around so I decided not to." He still hadn't looked at her.

She stood from her seat. "I'll leave you alone. Stefan wants you to chaperone the dance tonight. He says Klaus is here. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about everything sooner.”

He didn't respond and she swallowed the lump in her throat. "I'll see you later." Her voice was quiet, little more than a whisper. She left and wrapped her arms around her middle as she walked down the street and struggled not to cry. Maybe Elijah would let her crash on his couch. Staying at the boarding house seemed like more awkwardness than she wanted to deal with right now.

Damon's car pulled up along the curb in front of her. He leaned out the window and looked at her. "Get in."

She thought about it for a moment then decided she'd rather walk. Damon groaned when she passed by him.

The car door shut behind her and a hand grasped her waist. He turned her to face him. "Please get in the car, Lucy."

She wiped at her eyes. "I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to lose you. I know this is a lot. That this is more hassle than I’m worth. So if you’re going to leave me just get it over with. I don’t have the strength to wonder.”

He cradled her face in his hands. "You're wrong. You are worth everything. I’m not going anywhere even if it means dealing with an Original hybrid. I’m just scared. Terrified that I’m going to lose you. I haven’t been afraid of losing anything for a long time, but you scare the shit out of me.”

She looked at him a beat longer, the tears flowing from her eyes now tears of happiness. “So I get to keep you?”

He grinned and kissed her lips. “Yeah, baby. I’m all yours.”

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Finally caught up with Apothecary Diaries. I can't believe they gave Maomao a gun.

[owlpero]

free will is all about headcanoning your faves as autistic

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[sw4gg1e]

Freaks spotted in aisle 10

From chapter 8 of Midnight Strangers by @seriouslycalamitous

[clownowo]

do you ever think about the parents of the rest of the gang during Summer Belongs to You. like. their children were gone for well over 24 hours.

[lavellaned]

in my heart of hearts the mythal in the crossroads is 6 feet tall, horned, decked out in armor fitting a self-appointed goddess borne from primordial war and a giant fuck-you dramatic feathered cape. it hurts to look at her directly. out of the corner of your eye you swear the shadow she casts is in the shape of a dragon. she's been stewing in resentment for so long the air just always smells like a wildfire and lightning strikes. ya'll remember the fucking puzzles in her temple? you wouldn't be able to just walk up to her and start talking to her, idc how long it's been since she's had petitioners.

if you want me to believe in the "like holding a piece of the sun" line you have to do better than the pajama-wearing default character creator template num 9 that we actually got.

[fevekko]

i miss them so much it's not even funny anymore chat

the designs are @y0gurtfae 's!!! please go check out their peak art <3

[odetoscavengers]

YEAR OF THE SNAKE

[cozylittleartblog]

"content creator" is a corporate word.

we are artists.

[thatfanficstuff]

Not About You - 49

Damon Salvatore x ofc

A/N: The end.

“I found it,” Gloria announced, drawing Lucy’s attention to her.

“Well, where is it?” Rebekah demanded.

“It doesn’t work like that. I get images that’s all. I’ll have to go back in.”

“So, do it,” Klaus said.

“It will take time,” Gloria insisted.

“We’ll wait.” Klaus’s jaw was tight and Lucy could tell he was reaching the end of his patience.

“I’m sure you would, but you’re harshing my ju-ju.” Gloria waved a hand through the air in dismissal.

“Let’s go. We can come back later,” Stefan suggested, patting Klaus on the back. “Besides I’m hungry.”

“The girl can stay. I can use her help.”

Klaus looked as if he wanted to argue as his gaze darted between Lucy and the witch. Rebekah elbowed him in the side. “Fine. We’ll return later. Nothing had better happen to her. Do you understand, witch?”

“I understand. Now get out.”

Klaus kissed Lucy’s temple then the three of them left.

“I think it time you and I had a chat.” Gloria gestured to the chair across from her.

Lucy sat cautiously, not entirely trusting the witch. She reached out and grasped Lucy’s hands in her own. “That hybrid half-breed compelled you. I can help.”

She thought about protesting. About pulling her hands away and leaving, but then she remembered the letter in her pocket. “Okay.”

“Close your eyes. This may hurt but it will go away after a moment.”

Lucy gave a slight nod and closed her eyes. She sucked in a breath and held it, preparing herself. The other woman began to recite the words for the spell in a soft voice. A tingling sensation ran through Lucy’s body as if it were waking up from being asleep for too long. Another moment later and excruciating pain tore through her head. Lucy screamed as her body convulsed. She tried to rip her hands away from the witch but the woman held on with an unnatural strength.

Finally, the pain eased and Lucy felt like she could breathe again. “What did you…” She didn’t complete the sentence as emotion swamped her. Aggravation. Fear. And love. So much love. Love for Elijah. But most of all, love for Damon.

Lucy pressed the back of her hand to her mouth as a sob left her. The things she’d done to him, said to him. He must be heartbroken. And Elijah. She’d just left him daggered on Klaus’s say so. Fuck him. Even as she had the thought, part of her felt bad for the hybrid. She was furious with him for compelling her, but she couldn’t deny that he had been genuinely kind to her. That didn’t mean she was going to let this shit continue.

“Thank you,” she told Gloria.

The other woman smiled and patted Lucy’s hands. “You’re welcome, child.”

“I need to make a call.”

“I thought you might. You go right ahead.”

She pulled out her phone, her hands shaking. She stepped away from the table as she called Damon. He answered on the second ring. “Yeah?”

Lucy smiled. He never checked to see who was calling. “Damon.” That was all she got out before she began to tear up.

“Lucy?” The shock was evident in his voice. “Are you okay? Has something happened?”

“I am so sorry.” And with those words she could no longer hold back her sorrow. Her shoulders shook with her sobs.

“Has something happened to Stefan?”

She shook her head even though he couldn’t see. She sucked in a breath as she struggled to gain control of her emotions. Damon kept spouting questions that she was unable to answer in her present state. Finally, she calmed enough to talk to him. “Damon,” she said again, stopping his rambling. She waited until he fell silent to speak again. “I love you.”

The silence stretched. When he spoke, his voice cracked with emotion. “Could you repeat that, please?”

Lucy let out a watery laugh. “I love you, Damon Salvatore.”

“Thank fuck you’re back, baby. God, I missed you.”

“I missed me, too. And I missed you. Even though I didn’t know you were what was missing, I felt it.”

“Where are you? I’ll come get you.”

“We’re still in Chicago, but I can’t just leave. Not without Stefan and Elijah.”

“Damn it, Lucy. It is not your job to save everyone. Stefan can take care of himself and Elijah is fine for the moment. Just come home.” Irritation and fear were heavy in his tone.

“I can’t, Damon. I’m back. All of me. That means I don’t leave my friends behind. I’ll be home as soon as I can.” She hung up without giving him a chance to reply. She also ignored the phone when it started to ring almost immediately.

The door opened and Lucy looked over, surprised to see Stefan had returned already. “Hey, Lucy. I need to have a word with Gloria. Why don’t you go get something to eat then give Klaus a call?”

“I’d rather rescue Elijah and head for home.”

He tilted his head to look her over. “Lucy?” he asked just as his phone began to ring.

“That’ll be your brother.”

Stefan glanced at his phone before frowning at her.

She grinned in response. “Got my brain back. Let’s go.”

***

Things hadn’t gone quite as planned. It was now three days later and Lucy still hadn’t seen Damon. She fidgeted in her seat as the private plane taxied on the runway.

Elijah chuckled. “He’ll be there, Lucy. I promise. Calm yourself.”

She nodded but said nothing. Once Stefan and she had awakened Elijah, the decision was made to meet their friends anywhere but Mystic Falls. Until they had some answers about what Elena’s survival had to do with Klaus not being able to make hybrids, it was better to avoid him. Elijah had generously paid for everyone that might be a target to leave Virginia. And they’d all split up.

Stefan and Caroline were touring the Tuscan countryside. Matt, Elena and Jeremy were somewhere in Canada. Jenna and Ric were spending some time in the Caribbean. No one knew where Bonnie disappeared to, but she took Tyler with her. Elijah had obviously stayed with Lucy and they were preparing to meet Damon in Greece. Lucy tapped her foot as she waited for the plane to park so she could finally see the love of her life again. It felt like an eternity since she’d seen his face.   

As for Klaus, well, Lucy had heard from him just before they boarded their flight. “Hello.”

“I didn’t think you’d answer, love.” His sad voice tugged at her heart.

“I probably shouldn’t have. I kind of missed your voice though.”

“You did?”

“You were mine once. Whether those feelings were real or not, it’s hard to just brush them aside. But Damon owns my heart and it’s time for me to go home.”

“But, you’re not home, sweetheart. Because I am standing in your home and there seems to be quite the lack of anyone that could actually be of assistance to me.” He didn’t sound angry. In fact, if she had to pinpoint his tone, she’d say he sounded almost amused.

“Then you got my note.”

He hummed in agreement. “And the necklace.”

She stayed silent not knowing what else to say. It was all in the letter she’d sent to Mystic Falls with Stefan.

“Why?” he finally asked.

“Why what?”

“Why do you care? You should hate me.”

“I told you, you were mine once. I think someday we could be friends again. As long as you don’t kill any of my family.”

The silence stretched again until he cleared his throat. “I’d like that, I think.” And that had been the end of their conversation.

Lucy brought her mind back to the present as the pilot came back to lower the stairs of the small plane. She glanced at Elijah and he smirked as he gestured for her to go ahead. She scrambled out of her seat and paused in the doorway as her eyes took in everything around them. There. Standing a short distance away was Damon. He wore sunglasses and had his hands shoved in his pockets as he waited.

She ran to him as quickly as she could and still pass for human. When she was close enough, she lunged at him and he caught her. If she were human, her ribs would be cracked from the force of his hold. She buried her face in his neck and inhaled the crisp, clean scent of him. Damon loosened his grip just enough to look her over and press kisses to her face. “Baby, I missed you so much. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

And as Damon held her tight once more, she realized that Klaus was wrong. Her home wasn’t in Mystic Falls. It was right here, holding her. And she was never leaving it again.

[boxofoxberry]

desertduo are NOT beating the allegations rn

[you-askedforthis]

Katniss canonically spends more time thinking about Peeta’s kids than Peeta.

[idolomantises]

Okay so I’m not going to lie, part of why I haven’t been drawing Mara a lot is for three reasons:

1. She had an entire plotline planned that I ended up scrapping and redoing but that meant putting her in the backseat for a bit.

2. Im honestly afraid of drawing her 20 fallen angel partners I feel like I go a little insane even thinking about it. 20 characters with unique designs and outfits? No, I’m exploding in real life.

3. I’ve been slowly regretting making her a succubus. She was originally an Imp but I didn’t have a base idea for the imp design yet so I just went with a succubus but I’ve been wanting to add more demon characters that weren’t just succubi and hellhounds.

Unfortunately the way people treated the redesigns (specifically Domino’s where I had people messaging me for WEEKS to change it back), makes me kind of unsure if I wanna do a full species swap lmfao. Mara is very cute and I love her OG design, I just don’t want her to be another succubus, so it’s frustrating.

Damn. Remember when this webcomic was a hobby for me.

[nomilatico]

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