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fandoms--fluff · 2 months

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Hi I was wondering if you could do a Damon x teenage reader but the reader sees Damon as a sorta father figure

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Female teen Gilbert reader x Damon Salvatore

Warnings: bullying, ed, cutting, I think that's all

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You're sat on his bathroom floor, thinking. Just two weeks ago you got back from Denver. Being compelled to move there because of your big sister, Elena, is one of the worst things that's ever happened to you. You were miserable there. The empty feeling after being forced to leave Mystic Falls never went away for those long months your and Jeremy were there for.

Your anxiety went through the roof, not being familiar with the place. And having to make new friends and meet new people.

But the worst was the bullying.

The kids at the high school there were cruel. They took one look at you on your first day and by lunch there were horrible rumors about you going around. Which you obviously hadn't told Jeremy about, not wanting him to worry about you or bother him with something as stupid as that.

The boys would come up to you, pretending to be interested, but then burst out laughing with their friends who were behind them when you looked even mildly interested in them.

The girls were the worst yet. Especially the one friend group of nine. They would come up to you in the hallway, during classes, during lunch, and even after school. They'd harass you, talk about your dead parents that has somehow gotten out, pretend to feel pity towards you, basically anything to make you rethink your existence.

They even made fun of your weight for a straight week, and the body you once loved, became something you hate. You hadn't consumed anything but water and maybe an apple here and there, just so no one would question anything. It wasn't until Jeremy brought up how pale you looked and started watching you more carefully at meal times did you start to eat more consistently.

But only a bit. Not enough a fifteen year old girl should eat per day.

Damon had fed you some of his blood yesterday. You had gotten hurt from one of the last remaining hybrids. The hybrid tried to suck you dry, but Damon had showed up in time to get you out of there and healed the bite mark and bruises on you.

You looked down at your wrists where there were cuts just a second ago before they healed, a razor laying on the ground in front of you. The blade littered with your blood and a couple drops on the floor underneath.

The blood must've been still on your system.

Again you picked the razor up and slid it across your wrist and fore arm causing a deep scratch releasing some blood. You kept on repeating this action before switching to the other wrist.

You had started cutting your wrists when you had gotten back, not knowing what to feel, and what to think is true or not. Always gave those girls and kids voices in your head. And not knowing how to act around Damon since you've learned he was the one to compel you. Someone who you trusted countless times before. You just don't know what to say or how to act around him. You've just done your best to avoid him.

Which had gotten kind of hard, considering you lived with him and his brother. Safer there than at your actual home. At least at the boarding house you didn't have the lingering memory of your parents.

Everyone thinks you're fine, you responded exactly how you knew they would want you to when they asked if you were okay. No one suspecting a thing. Except for Damon, yes he hasn't been the best person in the world, though he does care for you a lot, he can't tell exactly why, but he does. That's why it was so hard for Famon to compel not just Jeremy, but you as well to leave Mystic Falls to go to Colorado.

You had grown close to Damon after he came to town. You met him when Elena and Stefan brought you over to the boarding house to keep you safe for a couple of days while Jeremy was staying with Alaric. He immediately took a liking to you. You would just sit in the library reading one of the many old books for hours and when you weren't doing that you would be hanging out with him. You and gotten close fast.

Stefan and Elena didn't like it at much in the beginning, but came fonder of you guys having a friendship as the weeks went on. Damon had sort of mellowed out because of you. Not a lot, but some.

Damon can tell when there’s something going on with you and all he has to do is figure out why. Surely it can’t be about the trip. You'd say something to someone, or come to him or at least to talk to him about it a little right?

Damon is sitting on one of the couches in the main room with a glass of bourbon in his hand and the tv on playing re-runs of old sitcoms from the 70′s. He was carefully thinking of a way that he could get you to open up, in the end he came up with nothing before going into a daze.

It was getting later and you finally stopped cutting yourself feeling somewhat a little better. There are some littered left over cuts that hadn’t healed but you paid no attention to them. You took deep breathes before falling asleep, hoping to not have any nightmares tonight cause you don't think you can hold in the screams so Damon can’t hear you anymore like you had been holding them the past weeks. Before that you grasped one of his pillows bringing it towards your chest, hugging it tightly.

You've been having horrible nightmares about the school and the bullying and the others finding everything out and callig you a bay for how you reacted to the kids there. The nightmares have been taunting you and they won't go away, they've gotten worse every night.

Damon quickly jolted awake hearing screams coming from inside the house. At first he looks at his surroundings, the living room...he must of fallen asleep here. Then he listened and soon realized that those screams were coming from you.

Stefan isn't here tonight, and he hadn't told you at least where he was going to be.

Worried, Damon vamp sped upstairs to your room, surprised that your door is unlocked. He got closer to your screaming and squirming form, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Y/n....come on wake up. It's just a dream.......Y/n?" Damon slightly shook you.

That only caused you to swing around to face him, still asleep but now hyperventilating. Damon started to shake you more cautiously now, who knew how hard it would be to wake you up from a nightmare. He'd never witnessed you having one before.

“Y/n/n Wake up!” After more shaking and talking to you, you finally sprung up, awake.

While you're trying to calm your breathing down, Damon twisted to his side and turned on the lap that’s placed on the nightstand.

“Damon? W-what are you doing in here?” you asked the vampire, confused as to why he was in his room.

“I heard you screaming because of a nightmare and I needed to know you were alright” Damon said softly and gently pushed you back down so you were lying down again.

“No, no y-you don’t care I-if I’m alright or not” you said looking away from him. Not having anyone beside Jeremy and maybe a few times Elena comfort you after a nightmare. And this was the worst possible one for Damon to be there for.

Damon had a hurt look on his face, but hid it before reaching his hand out and placing it on your shoulder. The action making you face him with dried tear streaks down your cheeks.

“Baby, of course I care about you. Yes, I may not have said it, but I do” Damon said gently and wiped the tear residue off your face.

“You do?” you mumbled with a tiny pout on your face from your dream and everything going on around you right now.

Damon nodded and pulled you into his arms, you immediately climbed into his lap and started to sob into his chest.

Damon ran his fingers up and down your back soothingly. He was surprised how fast you broke and hugged you closer to his chest, wanting you to feel safe.

After some time, you pulled back to look at him with teary eyes and your hands shaking. Damon gently grasped your hands to stop the shaking and looked down to see an angry red patch on your wrist. Bringing your wrists up closer to see, he rolled up the sleeves of your hoodie to show all of the unhealed scratches on you wrists and forearms.

“Y/n? Why would you?” Damon was at a loss of words.

You looked at him in the eyes, mouth parting, wanting to explain but just can't and not knowing how to.

"Y/n/n, you need to tell me what made you do this. Is it from Denver?" Damon asked more gently this time.

You nodded slowly with tears running down his cheeks.

"It w-was bad. K-kids made f-fun of me. St-starved myself. C-cutting myself helps t-take pain away fr-from me" you explained, whispering.

He quickly wrapped his arms around you again. You relaxed a little into the vampire, nuzzling your head into his chest before you started talking.

"Why don't you think I'm pathetic? You can be honest, we both know the answer is yes" You mumbled.

"Y/n, you are not pathetic, don't ever call yourself that again. You're enough, you're an amazing person, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. If anyone ever calls you pathetic again, you tell me and I'll make sure to raise hell on them." Damon explained and placed a kiss on top of your head which he's never done before.

That brought a small smile to your face and you mumbled out an 'okay'.

Damon is about to get up but you quickly wrapped his arms and legs around him tighter making sure he won't leave you alone.

"Don't worry baby, I wasn't going to leave I was just going to get into the bed so we can get a bit more comfortable than on the chair" Damon reassured you. You nodded, understanding and got off Damon, climbing into the bed. You moved over a bit so he could also get in. When Damon laid down, right away you cuddled into him, using a strong grip.

"Baby, promise me you won't ever cut yourself again and if you do have those thoughts just come to me and we can talk about it" Damon kissed the top of your head.

You looked up at him and nodded, "I promise" you mumbled and Damon smiled hearing your small words while you started to doze off on his chest.

"I love you Dee" You said right before falling into a deep sleep.

"I love you too, Baby" Damon responded, knowing full well that you couldn't hear him.

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cas-kingdom · 6 months

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Can you please write Damon cheering up sis!reader by taking her out for some 1 on 1 time? Maybe even some grumbling from Stefan when they get back home lol ❤️

"If this is what you call a date, I want you to know I'm not impressed."

Damon Salvatore rolled his eyes to the high heavens and punted a stone across the grass. "Would you stop your grumbling? God," he said, "you try to do something nice."

You dragged your feet totally unnecessarily. "I'm tired."

"You wouldn't complain like this if it were Stefan, would you?" He stared straight at you, immediately noting the hesitation flit across your face. He stopped. "Would you, you little snake?” You turned on your heel, walking backwards and sticking your tongue out. Damon grit his teeth and surged forward, making a swipe for you. You easily darted out of the way but wasn't as lucky the second time, your brother catching your head in the crook of his arm and mussing your hair.

"You're a vampire," he said above your screaming, "you can't get tired. Ooh, bunny rabbit."

He let you go, stumbling, and approached the oblivious black rabbit. You recovered and grabbed his wrist before he could snatch the animal.

"No, no, no, don't." Damon gave you a look and your mirrored it. "Just let it exist, D."

"Fine, but when I'm hungry later and wanna snack on a passing tourist, don't come crying." You slapped his shoulder and he leaned down, beckoning to his back.

"Come on, get on." You merely blinked in response and he rolled his eyes once more. "Get on, or I'm leaving you behind." You, figuring this was the only way you were getting to the top of the mountain, jumped onto his back with all the grace of a baby elephant. Damon, ever the drama queen, groaned under the weight. "Damn, sis, how much do you weigh?"

You kicked his hips. "Walk on, ass."

Damon had hauled you out of the house that morning without allowing you—or Stefan—a word in edgeways. "It's a date," he'd said when you’d protested, "we're going on a date." Said date apparently included hiking up the tallest mountain in Virginia.

You moved faster now you were off the ground, hanging around his neck with your cheek against the back of his head. Your eyes followed the moving view until Damon got to the top and the trees cleared. You lifted your head and dropped down as he let go of your legs. "Woah."

"What'd I tell you, kiddo?"

"It's beautiful."

"Yeah, I—" A sharp trill pierced the quietude at the top of the answer and Damon grumbled, reaching into his pocket to yank out his phone. The name caused him to audibly roll his eyes "—aw, seriously?" He put the phone to his ear. "Hi, bro. No, bro, I haven't kidnapped our sister. We're having a dandy old time, thanks very much. She's fine, we're fine, the bunny's fine, and don't even think about coming after us because you're not invited. This is a date." And with that, the phone was turned on silent and pushed right back into his pocket.

You crossed your arms over your chest and grinned, one brow raised. "Eloquent."

Damon rolled his eyes and sat at the edge of the mountain. "Come here. Come on, I won't let you fall." He rose a brow playfully. "Maybe."

You gave him a look but came to sit beside him anyway, making extra sure to be close enough that if the wind blew a little too hard and you did topple over the edge, he'd be able to grab you in time.

"I brought you here when you were a kid, you know?" Damon thought about that. "Well, more of a kid than you are now, I mean."

"Yeah?"

"Yup. Carried you all the way up. You said your legs were tired." He jabbed you in the side. "Guess some things don't change."

“Hey, I walked up most of it by myself.” You jabbed back.

“Yet the question remains…will you walk down by yourself?” He rose his brows in question. You narrowed your eyes but didn't respond, prompting your brother to snort.

"What did I think of it then?" you asked. The views were gorgeous, but you doubted you’d appreciated them as much when you were younger.

"Absolutely no idea. You fell asleep on the way up." Damon didn't sound impressed. You grinned. "Seriously. Busted my ass climbing up that hill and you weren't even awake to see all this."

"You didn't wake me up?"

"You were a deep sleeper."

"Belated sorry."

"Accepted."

You leant against him, your shoulders touching. "That's why you wanted to come today?"

Damon shrugged. "Seems a shame not to see it at least once." He paused. "And to spend some time together." You glanced up at him. "What?"

You said nothing. You shook your head and rested it against his shoulder, reaching to take his hand in yours. "I missed you too, big brother."

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FATAL ATTRACTION MASTERLIST

summary: Sera Salvatore moved to Beacon Hills for a break from the supernatural. But her life was once again turned upside down when she and her two best friends get thrown head first into a world of werewolves and mystery. But it’s hard for her to protect her friends when a single werewolf bite is what could kill her for good…

( you can also read this on my ao3 or my wattpad )

CHAPTERS:

PROLOGUE

1:1 WOLF MOON ( pt. 1 )

1:1 WOLF MOON ( pt. 2 )

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inlovewhithafairytale · 9 months

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Me choosing men

me: ok I'm really sure that this one is a good one.

Friend: apart from the fact that he is fictional, I can't be sure of your judgment when it comes to men.

Me: the men I like are hot you can't deny that.

Friend: yeah, but are we going to ignore the fact that they've KILLED people before?

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Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 19

BENNETT HOUSE 🏠

The ancient looking book sits on your bed untouched, grams given you saying it will help you discover about yourself but something about it doesn’t seem right like you can’t just open right now, you can but every time you try you feel like it’s not the right time, maybe you should just give it back to grams let her do the work but again the startled look…the fear in her eyes makes you hesitant, is what ever you’re really bad.

Your door opens and grams comes in with smile on her face “how are you doing my sweetheart?” She sits on your bed her eyes fall on the book. “You haven’t open it?”

“No. it doesn’t seem the right time” you sit up and position yourself laying your head in lap fingers tracing the book.

“Is that so?”

You nod looking up to her “and…. when I touch someone, I see something I can’t explain.”

She hums running her hands through your hair “tell me some”.

“Sometimes it’s their past, their memories I guess…….and I saw you…...I saw you dying” you whisper the last bit.

“You can see the past, present and future. Isn’t that amazing” she said with a smile.

You sit with frown “did you not hear grams; I saw you die”

“Everyone dies in the end, dear. And I’m sorry you had to see that” she takes your hands in hers. You turn away making her sigh. “If that’s my future you can’t do anything about it”

You turn to her with your jaw set in anger at her nonchalance in the matter of her life. “But your death doesn’t seem right. it was pointless. I felt it”

“I don’t fear dead”

“But you fear me. Why?” you quickly close your eyes in anger at the slip of your tongue.

The smile vanishes from her face and you curl yourself into you scotting away making grams heart clench “I don’t fear you; I know you could never hurt me or anyone who you love”

You look back at her sensing a but coming “then what is it?”

“My dear girl” she scoots over taking your hands in her “you don’t know what your capable of, and what you harness is something bigger than anything I ever known”

Your eyes held uncertainty “you’re afraid of what I’ll become. Am I not supposed not have this chaos in me”

She shakes her head “No. from what I’ve understand there is only few across the multiverse who can harness this power.”

“If you think, I don’t deserve it or capable of this power can we get rid of it?”

Grams see the fear in your eyes now mind going to dark places, you mind become ocean of wild waves, the thought of someone fear you for what you are is something she known.

She takes your face in her hands “don’t be scared, the power you harness choose you because it deemed you worthy. You can control it you already have. You never ever should be scared of yourself. You hear me”

You nod with teary eyes she smiles at you kissing your forehead and settle back in the bed.

“How do I do it?”

She thinks for a moment before standing up “get ready we are going somewhere”.

“Where?” she doesn’t give any answer hurry to get dressed. “What about my class?”

“Like you actually prefer going to class.” She raises her brow at you.

“Fair enough” shrugging you send quick texts to stiles and scott saying you won’t be coming and to derek to lay low.

You settle yourself in the passenger seat as grams starts to drive, she had asked you to take few things with the book which is seated in the back seat. You been driving for few hours yet you didn’t reach where you are going grams didn’t tell you where the both of you are going.

“Okey we are almost at the edge of the town. Where are we going?”

She hums “somewhere you can let yourself go without fearing anyone”

Your eyes widen “But I needed back home. My friends need me”

“And when they do you will be back. It will only take few hours” she comforted “beside I told bonnie to stay with her dad tonight”

“We won’t make it back evening?” your voice get high.

“Nope”

“So, how exactly we do that?”

She checks her phone a message pop up on her device “first I need to know what exactly you can do, to see what you can and can’t do”

OUTSKRIT OF TOWEN

Once you’re out of town you both drive for a couple of hours before she stops at the front of the motel only few cars on the parking lot. Grams get out the car and you follow her; she stops and turn to look at the other side “I didn’t know. you two would come”

Confusion settled in you and your eyes follow her direction, two guys stride towards you both. They both are tall, one of them is a little bit taller than the other. The tallest one had brown hair and light green eyes there is little bit of brown hue, puppy dog eyes with broad shoulders and slender body. The other had green eyes, muscular frame a cheeky grin on his face that decorated with light freckles with dark blonde hair.

“Well, I couldn’t just sit when the Bennett witch, asked to wanted take a case near” the short one said with smug smile on his face. He turns to you “hi sweetheart, dean Winchester” he put his hand forward you glance at grams she doesn’t seem to annoyed by them its like she knew that they would be here you shake your hands with him saying your name dean gives you wink.

The taller one glare at dean and an apologetic smile on his face “don’t mind him. I’m sam Winchester” you shake your hands with sam nodding.

You then turn to grams “can you please tell me what’s going on here”

“The Winchester brothers are hunters” your eyes widen “not the mindless one who kills every supernatural being. Don’t worry. I asked they have any hunting nearby”

You glance at the brothers and sam give you soft smile while dean give you smug one its adorable actually but you cannot say it out loud or express it.

“And we do, not one but two actually a wendigo few miles ahead and a vampire nest” dean said

You nod wondering what does this has do with you and remembering how stiles would have found this terrifying but also amazing.

“And where are here to assist them?”

Grams look at the brothers then you “I was planning to send you alone”

“What? you were sending me to die!” your voice gets high dean and sam exchange looks of concern.

“You will not die, I wanted to see what you’re capable of how your magic works” grams said calmly “beside I will be there to if anything goes wrong”

“Is she not a witch?” dean asks

Gram sighs “I’m not exactly sure, she does harness chaos magic but there is something else”

Dean looks confused while sam seems intrigued looking at you “I didn’t think chaos magic exists” he said.

“I thought too, but here we are” grams said “which hut is near?”

A serious look comes over dean face “Wendigo but are you sure sending her alone is safe?”

“Boy her best friend is a newly turned werewolf and she already had encountered an alpha and if I’m correct two vampires” grams explain.

Dean close his mouth turning to you “I don’t know how I did it” you said quickly after seeing deans questioning glance.

“Wait grams, are you sure it’s good idea. I barely lived last time.” You lean towards her whispering “With them”

She nods “Yes. Do you not trust me?” and turns to the boys “and I’m guessing you boys won’t sit one this out” they nod agreeing. “Then this what we are going to do. She will do this alone and if only if she needs help you will intervene and I will be connected to you to see what you are exactly do when use your ability”

Everyone agrees and set out the first location. You wonder what is going on back home.

EARILER ON

While you were asleep on the other side stiles and scott along with derek just got away from the argents and police.

“What part of ‘laying low ‘don’t you understand?” scott yells while driving, they are almost out their reach.

“Yeah, be lucky it was us, if she is the one coming to save your ass. You’ll be hearing a lot” stiles add with scott agreeing with him silently. “She literally told you to stay low few hours ago”

“I almost had him!” derek hiss shifting in his seat

Stiles eagerly lean over “who the alpha?”

“Yes! He was right in front of me, and the freaking police showed up.” Derek grunt impatiently.

Stiles faced is offended on the behalf of his father “Whoa! They’re just doing their jobs- “he gets cut off by derek scoffing “Yeah, thanks to someone who decided to make the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!”

“Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it” scott speaks, finally calming down after shaking of them.

Stiles sighs “all right. how did you find him?”

Derek stays silent for a moment making scott look at him in annoyance “We talked about this. You have to trust at least if you expect us to help you”

“Yeah. y/n, she would not like it if you keep secret from us” stiles said nonchalantly making derek look at with a done face.

“Look, last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things. The first was a guy named Harris.”

“Our chemistry teacher?”

“Why him?”

“I don't know yet.”

“What’s the second?”

“Some kind of symbol.” Derek shows it scott his eyes narrowing when he sees scotts face “What? You know what this is?

“I’ve seen it on a necklace. Allison's necklace.”

Stiles slumps in his seat “that just amazing.” He takes out his phone “I’m tell y/n about all this”

“NO” derek and scott yell together the three looks at each other

Stiles squint his eyes at them “I like to hear the reason why not”

“we will tell her. not now because one she might be sleeping and she will be pissed when she knows we were involved in freaking chase. “

Stiles nods and turns to derek who roll his eyes “same reasons”

THE WOODS

You taken in the sight of tall tress standing packed though its morning the cloudy day hides the sun, the plan is simple you along sam and dean would go in and you will take down the wendigo while grams who had done a spell that connected her with you. she said she needed peaceful atmosphere without anyone disturbing the spell. The identical charm you are wearing would act as medium that would foam the connection.

You three walk through the woods the brothers were a little behind you the tall one is carrying a bag.

“What do you guys wanna know?” You know their inching to ask you something, sam and dean look at each other.

“Well even though your grams said you are familiar too the supernatural. You seem pretty well put together, for someone who doesn’t know about her powers” dean said you stop walking and turns to them.

“Oh, I’m actually terrified to be honest, but grams believe in me and though I don’t fully understand what I am. My powers actually did save me when thought I was going die” you confess looking at your hands. “And grams trust you both to aid me and I trust you as well” you glance up sam give you reassuring smile as dean give you an understanding nod.

Sam walks up to you “do you know anything about wendigo?” he asks dean catch up and three of you resume walking.

“I know they know as the evil that devour human / mankind. That’s they were thousand-year-old was once human turned to cannibal in order to survive. They feed on human flesh and oh they use mimicry to make their prey vulnerable to lure them in and super strength and speed and that we can kill it using fire, silver bullet” you think missing how the brothers looks astounded as you speak.

Sam was hoping to share his wisdom on supernatural beings maybe even show you his dad’s journal to educate you more on the matter. Looking at dean, sam realizes his brother is equally shocked and impressed to be honest.

“And why you both look surprised?” they snap out of their trance and see you glance at them self-consciously.

Sam was quick to answer “how do you know all these? Did grams teach you”

“No. me and my friend stiles are part of online gaming community that battles mythical creature” you sheepishly say in front of the real hunters.

Dean open his mouth but nothing comes out. “Anything else I need to know?”

“Anasazi symbols. Its protection circle wendigo can’t cross over, just like simple salt circle” sam said gripping his bag tight. “Three people had gone missing few days ago around here, and only one made it alive barely he’s still in the hospital, and we did our research it’s likely the wendigo”

“Do you think they’re alive?”

Dean nod to your question “a wendigo knows how to last long winters without food. It hibernates for years at a time. when its awake, it keeps its victim alive. It stores them so it can feed whenever it wants”

“Not to be skeptic, but what if its something else? What did the guy said about what happened” All though you trust their verdict as they are far more experienced than you there is chance that there might be something else behind the missing people.

“Well, why don’t you just hear what he said” dean said and turns to sam “Sammy”

Sam rolls his eyes at the name before bringing a bag to the front and take out a recoding device, you three circles together.

“Hi, we’re special agents investigating your friends missing case. Could please tell us what exactly happened” sam voice heard through the device first.

A moment pass “we were just having a good time. it’s been while since we get together, joe’s birthday was coming up and he loved camping so we planned it. everything was going great until…. it was the night. We heard someone call for our help. It spooked us bit but James one of my friends wasn’t scared. He’s not the type to get sacred easily…… we had already called the police. when he had gone to take a look it when it silent. He called out but no answer came then…. we heard some sound where James had gone and next thing, we hear is James’s voice calling out for help he sounded like he’s in pain. We both run towards him but Erik stopped suddenly I don’t know what he saw I was behind him. then he screamed at me to run…. I kept running when stopped Erik wasn’t behind me either I called for them…but something else came it slashed me across my chest, it looked like hum…. I don’t know…... just please find my friends”

“The guy was lucky police come quickly” dean said sam nodded.

“I wanted ask, while I was looking up here. I saw there is so many murders happening in your town” sam said looking at you with questioning glance.

You nod sighing “yeah. Well, there is alpha going around killing people and there are two vampires in town. One is killing people left and right. they are brothers as well. I don’t know if you know them the Salvatore brothers, Stefan and damon “

“The ripper?” sam voice come out loud, the name he had read so many times, you stands confused at the name.

“Sam quite we don’t want it come out to us” dean hiss

Sam eager eyes finds yours “you’re saying the ripper is in your town and you meet him?”

“Who is ...the ripper?”

Dean intervenes “sam we don’t have time for history class”

Sam eyes doesn’t move from you “which one’s the ripper stef- “You cut yourself off when you feel someone’s presence making you alert.

Sam and dean also realize that they’re being watched. Then a blood curdling scream echoes from the side.

Dean take out his flare gun along with sam, you glance at them “are you ready?” dean whispers to you.

You take a deep breath, trying to tap in your power the thing is watching you, analyzing from the darkness of the cloudy day and dense trees. Nodding you walk towards the sound the Winchester brothers just behind you.

The screams for help echo around the woods, but you suddenly halt a sudden feeling of hopelessness hit you raw and painful.

Eyes turning purple and you see the two missing guys tied up in cave. Without a thought you run towards the direction the brothers follow.

“The people are in there” you say looking down the slope that led to a abandon mine.

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kirazwife · 3 months

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Hiii!! I rather start making One-shots on here instead of writing on Wattpad !!

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s0urw00lf · 2 years

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masterlist

Hello everyone, here’s my masterlist if everything I’ll write for. Also please make requests Id love to write for you guys much love ❤️

Teen Wolf

Derek hale

Heartbreak anniversary

Please don’t die

Protector’s

Protector’s: wolf moon

Protectors: second chance at first line pt.1

Protectors: second chance at first line Pt.2

protectors: pack mentality Pt 1

protectors: pack mentality Pt 2

Protectors: magic bullet

Protectors: the tell

Protectors: heart monitor

Protectors: night school

Protectors: lunatic

Protectors: wolfsbane

Protectors: Co captain - coming soon

Protectors: formality - coming soon

Protectors: code breaker - coming soon

Stiles stillinski

Buried deep in pt.1

Buried deep in pt.2

Buried deep in pt.3

Two peas in a pack: wolf moon

Two peas in a pack: second chance at first line

Two peas in a pack: pack mentality

Two peas in a pack: magic bullet

The best friends

the hunger games

finnick odair

sneaky kisses

Morning cuddles

All in time

Anything for you

The originals

Klaus mikaelson

Dating klaus headcannon

Klaus being in love with you

Klaus being a simp over you

Klaus fluff alphabet

Enola Holmes

Tewkesbury

Only her

Twilight

Edward Cullen

All the wrong things

All the wrong things 2

All the wrong things 3

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Bucky Barnes x therapist!reader

Comfort - Bucky Barnes x reader

All the time - Bucky Barnes x reader

Avatar

Neteyam sully

Can’t catch me now

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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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obviousflirtations · 4 months

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I’m opening up requests! I’m in a bit of a writing slump and this usually helps me!

I wrote for various fandoms:

- Teen Wolf

- Vampire Diaries

- Victorious

- Voltron

If you want it as a song imagine/one shot let me know! If you have a specific song for it send it too!

#one shot request #one shots open #teen wolf one shot #teen wolf imagine #vampire diaries #damon salvatore x oc #damon x reader #requests are open #voltron drabble #beck oliver

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samdeancass · 1 year

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“Thank you for making this day special. Nobody’s made an effort for me before.” - Ben Tennyson, Ben 10

“It’s you. It’s always been you.” “You’re safe now, I’ve got you.” - Damon Salvatore, The Vampire Diaries

“Thank you for making this day special. Nobody’s made an effort for me before.” - Jordan Parrish, Teen Wolf

#valentines #valentines 2023 #valentines event #valentines masterlist #ben tennsyon #ben tennyson x reader #ben 10 #damon salvatore #damon salvatore x reader #the vampire diaries #jordan parrish #jordan parrish x reader #teen wolf

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fandoms--fluff · 5 months

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The Stars Align

Teen sister Salvatore reader x Damon Salvatore

Summary: Damon comforts you after a nightmare

Warnings: mention of nightmares

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Damon's peacefully sleeping until a course of screams wakes him up. He looks over to his clock. 4 am, great. He gets up and starts to walk towards where the screams emitted from and finds himself in front of your room.

It took him a moment to realize it's your door he's standing in front of and he immediately goes into action.

Quickly he opens the surprisingly unlocked door (since you hate it when your older brothers just walk in) and steps in turning the lights on.

The first thing he sees when he looks over to your bed is you thrashing around, still screaming and having tears running down your cheeks. Damon walks over to you, worried since he hasn't seen you like this in a very long time. He's pretty sure the last time was when you were still human, that's what he knows at least.

"Y/n, wake up," he says while shaking your shoulder.

That attempt fails miserably, "Y/n come on wake up, it's just a bad dream" Damon says while shaking you a bit more harshly this time round.

It starts to work, your screams are starting to calm down but you're still trying to thrash around. You can't though because of Damon's firm grip on you to keep you facing one way. He started to shake you again, telling you to wake up.

Slowly it starts to work as time goes on. When it does fully work, you look up at your brother terrified, and start to scoot away from him but don't get very far before Damon stops you.

"Hey, It's okay, it's just me. No one else" He tells you softly.

You look up at him, eyes wide open. You visibly start calming down at the sight of your older brother. "Damon?" You whisper.

"Yeah, yeah, it's me," He reassures you.

You crawl back over to him and he pulls you into a hug. You nuzzle into his neck as he places a hand on the back of your head. His other arm is wrapped around your back, pulling you close to him.

"I'm sorry for waking you up" You mumble. "It's okay, there's nothing to be sorry for" Damon whispers into your hair.

He maneuvers himself into laying in your bed with you cuddled up to his chest. "Just try to fall asleep, I'm here," He tells you before turning off the light from the switch by your headboard.

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cas-kingdom · 2 years

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'Humans are dispensable.' (Maybe VD?)

A/N: Probably set sometime during season 1.

“Humans are dispensable.” Damon said with a wave of his hand in a perfectly Damon manner. His words were tinted with a characteristic, couldn’t-care-less amusement as Stefan stood in the middle of the room, his fists clenching by his sides.

“She isn’t you, Damon,” Stefan said, the edge in his voice barely concealed by his slow, pronounced words. “She doesn’t pick the ones she loves for a good time. She doesn’t take them at face value. She doesn’t decide based entirely on whether they’re dead or alive.”

“I do not do that!”

Stefan sighed. He shook his head and turned towards the stairs, his eyes softening when he noticed you sat at the top step. You’d rushed to your room after you’d returned from the hospital, but he would have been stupid to think you wouldn’t be lying awake on your bed, all senses attuned to the conversation occurring between your brothers downstairs. It was for that reason most of all that Stefan wished Damon could just listen for once with the same attentiveness and understanding he’d once possessed as a human. Apparently, their decades away from each other had given him no kindness in the way of emotions.

“Look, Damon,” Stefan ground out, “just leave it, alright? She doesn’t need this from anyone, let alone from you.” He stepped closer, his expression turning earnest as he lowered his voice, as though that would stop you from hearing. “Don’t mess around with her,” he whispered harshly, “you might be able to withstand that but she’s not. This wasn’t a random human she met on her walk home. His name was Scotty, and before you arrived here, they’d been together—together, Damon—for a year.”

Damon frowned, twisting his mouth in contemplation. “So...not dispensable?”

As Stefan had been gearing up to respond, yell something like “this isn’t funny” in his his face until he grasped the concept of compassion, he heard you race down the stairs. In a second, you were standing between them, your face, red and wet from crying, glaring fiercely up at the elder of the two.

“The only dispensable one here is you, Damon," you said.

Damon tossed both hands up, eyes growing wide. “Hey. Kiddo. Look…if I said something—“

“Said something? Damon, your entire being is worth apologising for.” Your voice shook with concealed fury. Damon spared a glance at Stefan, maybe a plea for help, but Stefan crossed his arms and stepped back, a clear ‘do it yourself’ motion. He had made his bed, and he needed to sit right in the middle of it and, for once, deal with the consequences of his words.

“Dispensable?” you continued. “Fuck you. Fuck you. He is the most indispensable person, human or vampire, that I know.” Your mouth fell open slightly and you took a deep, unneeded breath in before you corrected yoursel. “Knew.”

Damon blinked for a moment, his senses returning to him as he took in the look on your face and the totally, non-joking tremor to your words. He had a faulty habit of not treating serious things seriously, and vice versa. He crossed his arms and welcomed a sincere glint to his eyes. “You really liked this boy, didn’t you?” he speculated, an assertion, really, that had Stefan rolling his eyes and rubbing a hand against the back of his neck, so desperately wanting to say something but just as desperately willing this conversation to happen between his siblings alone.

You breathed an unamused laugh. “You can’t arrive here out of the blue and assume you know everything about me,” you said, then spun on your heel, throwing your head in your hands as you walked towards the couch and sat down. “I’m not the same as I was when you left,” you spoke quieter after a moment, her face hidden in your hands. “I…I loved…”

Stefan lowered his arms and moved to sit beside you. “Y/N…”

“Do you know what makes it worse?” you burst out, lifting your face from your hands to stare open-mouthed at the opposite wall. Damon stayed away for now, knowing he wasn’t the brother you currently needed. “It wasn’t even me that got him killed. Because that’s what I thought would happen, you know? I’m contagious, you’re contagious, we’re all contagious. Being a vampire is a transmissible disease. Any human we get close to ends up hurt or dead. And I…I expected that. I waited for that.” You bit hard at your inner cheek and filled your lungs with a deep and redundant breath, keeping your eyes from getting glassy with the tears you could feel coming. “But Scotty once said I was worth it. Worth his, a human’s, love. And I didn’t kill him! Nothing about me is why he’s dead!” You visibly deflated, not noticing as Stefan’s hand came to rest between your shoulder blades and Damon edged closer, eventually reaching the armchair across from you and sitting quietly down. There was something there now, Stefan could tell, and he felt relief flood him, knowing that they were, for at least the next ten minutes, the adults in the situation.

“I sensed the cancer before he got diagnosed, you know,” you said, and Damon knew you could only be talking to him. From what he remembered, Scotty Meredith had been diagnosed with terminal leukaemia a month or so before Damon had even returned to Mystic Falls, and today, three months later, it’d gotten him. Stefan had stayed beside you every step of the way, like the good brother he’d been since the day he’d turned you. Meanwhile, Damon had been...elsewhere.

Yes, you were speaking to him, and he pricked his ears this time and listened with the fullest intent of acting upon it.

“I tried to get to him to turn, because that’s the kinda desperate mindset I was in before you got here,” you continued, finally flicking your eyes up to meet Damon’s. “But he didn’t want to. And now he’s dead. So no, Damon, humans are not dispensable, and certainly not Scotty. Because he was the most necessary thing in my existence. I needed him—I need him. I want him. I really, really just want him here, but it’s not possible, ‘cause he’s dead, and I’m just...eternal—and it’s not fair—” Your eyes squeezed shut as words turned stiff on your tongue. Stefan wrapped his arm around you, shifting closer to you on the couch and pulling you into his side. You fell against him, turning your face into his shoulder and breaking into sobs both brothers could tell you’d been keeping at bay since you’d felt Scotty let go.

“Hey, hey,” Stefan spoke quietly into your hair, soothing you as much as he could. He glanced at Damon over your head, the both of you exchanging silent conversation with your eyes.

Damon sighed and straightened in his chair. “Scotty sounds...impressive.” That was all he could think of saying, but Stefan didn’t look to disagree, probably grateful Damon was even trying. “Sounds like I would’ve liked him.”

There was a silence in which Damon attempted to pass on another message to Stefan with his eyes, wondering whether he needed to say more or if he should just be patient, but Stefan ignored him, focused entirely on the sobbing girl in his arms. It was an odd thing, something that caused a swirl of jealousy to rear its ugly head in Damon’s gut when he remembered that he’d once been that person for you.

You moved your head, residual sniffles muffled against Stefan’s shoulder. “I honestly think you would have gotten on well,” you said then, reaching up to wipe at your nose. “You’d both be capable of putting up with the other’s shit.”

Damon smiled in what could only be a feeling of victory. “Great minds, huh?”

You sat up, brushing hair from your face, and turned to face Damon. “No human is dispensable,” you repeated. “Everyone’s got their place in the world. I did love him. We were real.”

He nodded. “I know.”

“I miss him.”

“I know.”

“And you’re an absolute asshole.”

Damon laughed, bumping an eyebrow. “I know that too, yeah. Come here, you.” It was an instinctive order, something he’d repeated hundreds of times in their human years, and he’d said it on an impulse, opening his arms and falling back against his chair. You faltered, remaining where you were, and he grimaced, sitting back up and dropping his arms. He looked at Stefan. Stefan urged him with his eyes, pressing his lips together in a tight line.

“Y/N, kiddo...” Damon leaned forward, lacing his fingers on his knees. “I’m sorry. For everything I said, and probably will say. It won’t be on purpose. Just...takes a while for me to understand.”

You nodded. “I know,” you said, and you did. Damon could be especially considerate when he took the time to understand, he simply needed to get back into so-called family life. He’d been away for too long.

You leant your head against Stefan for one more moment before standing. Damon sat back again, opening his arms, and you couldn’t help but sniffle and laugh, reaching up to wipe at your eyes just as Damon grasped your forearm and pulled you onto his lap. You drew your knees towards you and curled up against his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. This new comfort, something you’d needed just as much as the hugs from Stefan, caused a fresh wave of emotion to rush over you, and you turned your face into him as you had Stefan. Damon glanced at Stefan, who shook his head.

If there was one thing a vampire could still find a struggle, it was their baby sister’s tears.

“We got you, Y/N,” Damon whispered. “Always.”

TVD Masterpost

send me the first sentence of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five, except i don’t know when to stop writing so i guarantee there’ll be more than five

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PROLOGUE

FATAL ATTRACTION - a stiles stilinski story

WARNINGS: mentions of blood

a/n: this is just the intro ! future parts will be longer, that’s where the story really begins ;)

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Beacon Hills was supposed to be a sanctuary from all things supernatural.

After what felt like over a century (because it was), Sera Salvatore needed a break.

Which was admittedly a little hypocritical considering she herself was a vampire, but she was desperate for an escape from all the drama and chaos that her family - namely her brothers - had brought to Mystic Falls. So she decided to start afresh, again.

After only one year of living back in her hometown, she picked up and went to the furthest most point in the continental United States, which just so happened to land her here. From Georgia, all the way to sunny California. It would be a nice change.

She was fortunate enough that she could pass as quite young whenever she settled in a new place. With the help of makeup, clothing, and a healthy amount of dishonesty she managed to blend into freshman year at Beacon Hills High without anyone even batting an eye.

It was now one year ago today that she had started her first day, which turned out to be a breeze.

January 3rd, 2010

“You’re humiliating,” I expressed my annoyance flatly as I stood by the door, waiting for my brother to let go of my jacket that he had been straightening before I left the house.

He patted my shoulder with a motherly smile as if he was sending his child off to kindergarten, then took a step back to play the role further.

“Have you got everything?” he asked as he nodded to my bag.

I let out a breathy chuckle. I didn’t hate him as much as I let on… mostly.

“I packed you a blood bag for lunch,” he continued, that smirk of his right at home on his smug face - never a dull moment.

My hand reached for my keys on the side table as I walked backward towards the door, shaking my head to stop my lips from forming a smile of their own. “How thoughtful,” I retorted sarcastically.

But just as I was about to step outside I stopped to say one last thing, “Thanks for helping me move in and all,” my tone was much more genuine than it typically was when speaking to him, but I really was grateful.

Moving across the country would’ve been infinitely harder without his company on the road, and without being able to play the little sister card and sit back while he does the heavy lifting. But… and I would never admit it… but even now, starting a new school was just as scary as it always has been and a part of me liked that I had my big brother there to see me off.

I quickly cut our sappy little chat short with another comment, “But, I expect you to be gone when I get home.” I arched an eyebrow and pointed a finger at him.

He was definitely the fun brother, but with fun comes impulsivity - a trait that must be genetic, and must have skipped my twin - and with impulsivity comes a long string of ‘animal attacks’. And that was exactly the drama in question that I wanted to escape, so I had brought along a surplus of blood bags to hold me until I found a more permanent solution.

He held his hands up in surrender, “I’ll be out within the hour.”

“Okay. I’ll see ya,” I said finally as I stepped outside, hiding from the brisk winter cold in the confines of my leather jacket.

My words were met with another smile and a nod from my brother before he spoke again. “Tell me how it went when you’re home.” The protective mother was back. But this time, it wasn’t just a joke, he was lucky we had no witnesses since he’d hate to ruin his tough-guy persona.

I almost laughed at him again, but I didn’t. As humans me and my brothers were incredibly close, but over time that faded. Me and our other brother never really settled that, but over the past year back in Mystic Falls me and the eldest fell back into old patterns.

“I will,” I gave in with a joking eye-roll. “Bye Damon,” I waved his way.

“Bye Seffie,” he returned, getting a kick out of my suddenly sour face.

Seffie. A nickname he saddled me with at the age of 4 and has stuck with me ever since. But my real name was a mouthful, so I chose to go by Sera - a fact Damon will insist on disregarding for the rest of our eternal lives.

As I walked away my once friendly hand gesture turned into a middle finger as I heard him laugh behind me and shut the door as I made my way to my new school.

The moment I stepped foot in the doors I noticed some heads turn, some overheard whispers from passers-by that fuelled my ego just that bit more as I walked up to reception and signed in.

First-period English went smoothly, then it was History which ironically was focused on the confederacy (not me and my siblings' proudest fight). And it was safe to say the teacher was thoroughly impressed with my knowledge on the subject, little did he know I quite literally lived it.

But after class was when my day took a turn.

“1076, 1076,” I repeated under my breath as I went to scour the halls for my new locker, but the break rush made my search all the more difficult with what felt like a million people charging around.

But finally, I seemed to be in luck as I read the numbers to my right; 1080, 1079, 1078, 1077, and…

Crash.

I took a deep breath and a frustrated sigh at the smug-faced, blond jock who had just practically booked it into my side, knocking all of my books out of my hands, and causing me to jump at the deafening sound of them hitting the tile floor. ‘Great,’ I thought satirically. The prick didn’t even bother to look back! Let alone be kind enough to help me pick them back up again.

But someone else did. In fact, two other boys seemed to have played witness and immediately came scrambling up to my side.

“Hey, uh-” the one with darker features and a crooked jawline, giving him a somewhat goofy smile stuttered, stopping after his friend who stood politely next to him not-so-subtly jabbed him in the side with his elbow, causing him to bring a hand to it and shoot his friend a glare.

“What he meant to say was, do you want a hand with that?” The slightly taller friend with the buzzed brown hair asked after his friend's failure to do so.

I could do nothing but laugh slightly at both of their clear excitement and reply with a smile, “I’d love one.”

Picking up books was a simple task that I most definitely could’ve done myself in probably half the time, but nothing compared to watching them both drop to the floor and bat at each other's hands in a frantic competition to ‘help the most.’ My smile grew wider and I brought a hand up to rest on my forehead. This was already a refreshing change since none of the boys back home would have ever done the same.

Soon, they both stood back up in front of me, proud looks on both of their faces as they put the books in my open locker for me.

“Thank you,” I chuckled in response.

“No problem,” the more hyper one added before quickly speaking again at a constant, lightning pace. “I’m Stiles, by the way,” he gestured to himself, “and this is my buddy, Scott,” his hand moved over to pat the other boy on the shoulder.

“Nice to meet you, Stiles and Scott,” I nodded back at them, still trying to bite back an amused grin, “I’m Sera.”

“You’re new here right?” Scott spoke again with an innocent look of pure curiosity.

I put my hands together behind my back and rocked on my heels slightly, “Mhm, started this morning,” a somewhat nervous chuckle left my lips, which the one called Stiles seemed to pick up on because he quickly interjected.

“I mean, we’d be happy to show you ‘round if you wanna hang with us,” he offered, a hopeful shrug on his shoulders and a pout on his lips.

“Wouldn’t we, Scott,” he then batted the back of his hand against his friend’s arm, glaring at him to respond.

Scott quickly blinked and nodded rapidly, “Oh, yeah, of course.”

I bit my lip in contemplation, they did seem awfully nice. “I’d love to, but I’ve gotta go to the office quickly, but maybe I’ll catch up with you guys later,” my counter seemed to be accepted without a second thought as I studied their expressions.

When I stepped backward I noticed how they didn’t leave just yet, so I said, “Bye boys, I’ll see you around,” with a small wiggle of my fingers as a wave.

“See you around, Sera,” Stiles repeated as he and Scott both mimicked my step back, his hand raising up to do a little salute before we turned our backs to each other.

I could not help the quiet giggle that escaped my mouth after I was out of their eyeline, but I also could not help but hear what they were saying to each other down the hall.

“Why the fuck did you salute?” Scott whispered, hitting Stiles back in retaliation for earlier.

“I- I don’t know, okay?” Stiles replied slightly panicked.

My smile grew. What idiots.

As for the conversation with the receptionist, it went smoothly with a little help from my immaculate ‘people skills’.

“I’m sorry but we insist on transcripts. And your immunisation records seem to be missing,” the lady said, peering over her glasses as she looked through my files.

My sigh was followed by me leaning forward, looking into her eyes as I watched her pupils dilate - she just had to make this more difficult.

“Please look again, I’m sure you’ll find everything you’re looking for.” A proud smirk laced my lips as she did exactly that, nodding and sending me on my way. Too easy.

During lunch, I did end up joining the boys at their table, taking a seat next to Stiles and definitely not missing the wide-eyed look he gave to Scott, along with his stuttered breath as I leaned over him to reach my pen that had rolled across the table.

The portrayal of vampires in Twilight had always annoyed me due to its incredible inaccuracy, but it was beyond amusing how easy it was for me to read their minds, even without special powers.

That day had ended with new numbers in everyone’s phones and Sera scoring a new ride to school and back every day in her new friend’s beaten-up old Jeep (which she thought had enough charm to distract from the deafening sound it made when running).

And from that moment forward, the three were inseparable.

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hope you enjoyed !

this was basically to just tell you what to expect from the rest of the series. might not post it all on here unless you want me to so check out my ao3 and wattpad ( @crazyinluvfix ) like and comment x

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inlovewhithafairytale · 6 months

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Ok, so this past year my demons have haunted me. This year im embracing them. French kiss them.... might even fuck them... who knows?

#teen wolf #damon salvatore #damon salvatore smut #avengers x reader #the vampire diaries #theo reaken #marvel #funny #shadow and bone #theo raekan x reader #the originals #stiles stilinski #klaus mikaelson #theo x liam #thiam #supernatural fandom #supernatural

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aloneatpeace · 2 months

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Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 17

.→✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. It was hell when i didn't write and post anything. This is the only good thing I have going on . Thought about focusing on studies but i couldn't writing these fic help me more than I can say .

Hope you have good reading as well ❤️.

Sheilla Bennett sits on the head of the table with steaming cup of coffee on her hands while her granddaughter bonnie sits across from her silent.

The sound of footsteps reaches their ear bonnie eyes watch you walk into the kitchen with lazily with bed hair that sticking everywhere yawing.

Feeling eyes on you and finally acknowledging the two women you glance and back and forth at them.

grams take a sip of her drink finally looking at you when the three was knock on the door “go it’s for you” she said calmly.

“okey” when you open the door and see stiles and scott standing already dressed to go school. “What are you guys doing here? I just woke up”

Stiles give you nervous look “your grams called told us come early”

scott anxiously looks around “do you think she knows about everything?” he whispers leaning towards you.

“I do—”

“Let them in y/n” grams voice cut off you move away from the door letting them come in closing the door behind them you walk after them.

You three stands while grams and bonnie sits, grams eyes glaze over you three “So what’s going on with you three? And don’t lie I wanna end this quickly” she states crossing her arms.

You three looking at each other but doesn’t say anything grams sigh “well then answer me this. Why is there is werewolf after you three.”

Stiles eyes widen while you look down in shame you know better than hiding anything from grams scott feels like he might faint from the intense look she is giving you three.

Bonnie watches from the side she was told not to intervene until grams tell her too.

“The werewolf is the one behind the murders recently, isn’t it?”

You nod still looking down. “You know I can help you three” grams say making you all look at her “but I can’t unless you tell me the truth. It’s miracle that you are all alive I don’t know if you three are brave or stupid” she shakes her in disappointment.

Scott glance at his friends his eyes finding your face he knows that you’re not saying the truth because of him that you don’t want to expose him taking a breath he masters the courage looking at your grams “it was not their fault” he starts yours and stiles head turns to him he nods at you two “I was bit by an alpha and we were trying to find it so I can be normal. I didn’t even tell her but someone else did she wasn’t supposed be there” he admits.

Bonnie eyes widen at this looking at scott in disbelief you shrug at her.

Grams eyes shift towards you then to scott brows raised slightly “who told you finding your alpha can cure you?”

She stands up taking scotts hands in his “derek Hale, he is a werewolf too” scott said without hesitation stiles mouth curls at that.

Grams squeeze his hands “hon you can’t cure this, there is no cure” a gentle understanding smile on her lips.

A frown sets on all you three stiles’ fumes “oh my god. That guy is full of lies” he put his hands on his hips sighing he walks towards the fridge taking a bottle of juice ignoring bonnie side eye he gulps down the juice.

Why is he leing. What is he playing? You ponder. Scott looked like he would cry right there, you rub his back.

Grams sit down giving a judgmental look at stiles who still gulping down a whole bottle with no care in the world.

“Can you make me normal?” scotts asks grams with hopeful eyes.

Gram shakes her head that was enough to crushed “it is irreversible. I don’t understand why derek would lie when he knows that as well.”

Stiles scoffs “because he is self-centered assho---I mean jerk”

“That mean I’m stuck like this forever?” scotts asks out loud.

You nudge your shoulder against his “hey, you got us all; we will help you. you’re not alone in this”

“Are you serious? He could kill you all” bonnie speak up making stiles choke on his drink.

Scott frowns at that understanding that what she is saying true but it hurts nonetheless and scott did try to kill you twice actually.

You sigh “maybe, but scott still is my friend and I’m not leaving him alone in this” you state firmly looking at both her and grams.

“But y/n” bonnie look still unsure.

You smile at her “I will be, alright. We all, will be alright.” Stile’s nod agreeing with you taking a apple form the table taking a bite. “

“I know you won’t” grams said “now might be the time to tell me what you what you did back there”

Stiles perk up at this “oh, you mean the glowing thing right! but she is not witch, right? How did she do that?” stiles inch towards grams his eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Was her parents witch? Does being adopted into family with the heritage of witches’ grands her ability”

Grams eyes held uncertainty “No, her parents were normal people and no it does not work like that”

Stiles turn in his chair towards you “do you think you can do that again?” changing the subject quickly

You tilt your head looking down at your hands “I can try, I guess” trying to focus and do something like you did in shower but nothing happens.

Grams watches as you try, she truly amazed that whatever magic you have is well hidden, like it has its own mind.

Your face twitches in impatient as nothing happens “do something damnit” a snarl leave your mouth a you glare at your hands.

Suddenly a glow of red blast out your hands with explosive movement stiles duck when the blast comes out straight at him it hit the window blasting into pieces.

Bonnie and scott jumps in their place while grams calmly stand up feeling the magic that pouring down of off you.

Your mouth hangs open at the damage you caused hurrying towards the window “I did not want to do that” as you say more waves comes out but this time its green and the broken window starts to repair its self. The pieces floats and mind perfectly and everyone watch this awe.

“woah”

Grams touches the mist a spark of power runs down her body she closes her eyes and a everything fades away only a bright glow of red and orange light shine in the air and a figure manifest in the middle she try too look at the face the magic and something else beyond that overwhelmed her, squinting she catch the glimpse of the figure gasping when she sees your face iris that of orange flames wearing a crown on your head that has single blue stone on the center, a red full body suit with blue line on the front. You look so powerful the magic feels so powerful.

“Grams!” you shake her by her shoulder lightly bringing her back. “Where did you go?”

“Did you just have a premonition?” stiles eagerly ask

Gram’s blink nodding she takes your hands in your “I never felt a magic like yours, I only heard about. Its chaos magic”

Your chest tightens as she spoke “is that a good thing?”

“Only time will tell”

You three sit silently on your way to the school stiles glance at his friends he leans towards you trying to say something but then he remembers scotts enhanced hearing ability.

How do I tell y/n that scott and Allison broke up

Your head whip towards him faces screaming what? Really when?

Stiles yelp at the sudden voice in his head, hitting the break making you all sway. “What the hell was that?” he eyes boar at you “how did you do that?”

“Stiles! What the hell?” scott frown at stiles sitting back on the seat while you sit there stunned.

“She was talking in my head!” he exclaims pointing at you. “I heard her voice in my head, but it not like when I dream her but she actually spoke to me, like telepathically”

“Wait! what you mean I come in your dreams?” you look at stiles with suspicion.

Stiles shrug his shoulder “it just seasonal. But that not point you just spoke telepathically”

“you guys always do. What’s the point?”

Stiles shake his head he turns your face to scott “Now do him, like you did me”

“The use of word disturbs me” you comment before looking at scott “stiles is right. can you think about anything”

Scott let a laugh but decided to humor you “alright”

“Allison.” You answer

“love sick werepuppy” stiles whisper making scott glare at him while he gives internal pat for finding scott a new name.

You sigh “I’m sorry about that though, she will come around don’t worry”

“I know, I’m not giving up on her” scott said with determination “okey, next one that was easy”

You nod.

He hums thinking stiles watches as his friends experiment your new found telepathic power.

“Unicorns, I don’t know. I wouldn’t be surprised.” you answer scotts thought.

“I agree derek is asshole”

Stiles cheers beside you.

“woah” scott face split into a grin.

“Stiles is not delusional” scott raise an eyebrow at you “maybe a little bit”

“Hey!”

“Mr. Harris does hate us for sure, but still you need to pass the exams scott”

stiles eyes lit up at that “wait, wait! You can read mind and have conversation- “

“I’m not telepathically telling you the answers. Don’t even think about”

Stiles mimic your words silently mumbling how you hate him secretly, you let him with smile on your face.

“It's just weird. Everybody's talking about what happened the other night, and nobody knows it was us.” Allison said as she walks in to the school with Lydia.

“Thank you for the Protection of Minors.” Lydia sarcastically said her eyes scan the crowd and finds you standing by your locker.

Lydia feet’s quickly takes her to you “you!” she exclaims making you turns to her with a surprised look at her sudden appearance “where were you last night scott said that they lost you half way”

“Good morning to you too, I’m fine thank you for asking” you shut the locker “that’s how you start a conversation, Lydia.” You nod at Allison beside her.

“Did you even know how traumatizing the situation is?”

You face soften “I know. and I’m glad that none of you got hurt last night. Even jackson” you place your hands on her shoulder squeezing it gently.

You three starts to walks to class together.

“Do you think I made the wrong decision?” Allison timid voice asks you sigh when you feel what’s she is trying to imply.

“About that jacket with that dress? Absolutely.” You close your eyes at Lydia remark

“You know what I mean.” She whines

Lydia scoffs at her “Hello? Scott locked us in a classroom and left us for dead. He's lucky we're not pressing charges, or making him pay our therapy bills... “

Allison eyes finds yours “hey, don’t worry about it. it was your decision to make. Do you wanna know what he said to me about this?”

She nods Lydia too seems to be interested. You give Allison a grin “he said he is not giving up on you. you know I’m not really expert in love but someone people are worth fighting for and for scott your worth all the trouble”

Lydia shakes her head at this even though on the inside she is yearning for something like that, Allison eyes held sadness and hope equally.

“Anyway, pray to tell what you were doing last here, and where were you?” she asks you crossing her arms in front of her.

“Oh well, I was thrown into a room...” you trail off when you see Issac walking in “I gotta go, I’ll catch up with you guys later”

Leaving Allison and Lydia struck at how nonchalantly you just said what happened to you. “Did she just said she was locked up!”

“Hmmm..mmm yeah”

Issac smile when he sees you coming his way “hi”

“Hi, how are you?”

“I’m good” he answers timidly making you smile but it dims when you see bruise on his cheek.

“Did you get into a fight? Or did anyone give you trouble?”

He frowns at the question “what? no..” his voice was slow and weak.

You lift your hands Issac tens making you pause; your eyes held his wild eyes you point at his cheek where the bruise is “you got a bruise there. What happened?”

“Oh…oh that’s…. I think…. I fall from...my bike?” the words come out uncertainly

Seeing his tensed stance, you nod without voicing your suspicion giving him a tender smile “alright” you squeeze his shoulder with smile making him relax you grin when the bruise starts to disappear cheering yourself internally. “Try not hurt the pretty face of yours” a cheeky grin plastered on your face as you walk away.

Issac heart race his face flushing and stupid smile on his face as he watches you walk away. “Pretty…face”

“We are watching his family's house. Maybe he'll wind up there? Give me a second—” Mr. stilinski ends the call when he sees his son. “Don’t you have a test to get to?”

“What’s going on? Did you find Derek yet?”

“I'm working on it. You go take your test.” Mr. stilinski repeats

“All right, Dad, listen to me—”

“Go!”

“This is really important! You have to be careful tonight, okay? Especially tonight.” Stiles exclaims

“Stiles, I'm always careful.”

“Dad, you've never dealt with this kind of thing before, okay? At least, not like this.”

Mr. stilinski sighs “I know. Which is why I brought in people who have. State detective. Go take your test.”

Stiles nod once again checking the detectives before joining you and Scott .

Stefan and elena glance at you when the three of you came in. bonnie hasn’t talked about the Salvatore brothers elena she wanted to see if elena would tell herself but seeing how elena and the Salvatore are acting it is mostly not going to happen until something bad happens and if any of them hurt bonnie like damon had done with Caroline, you don’t even fully know what he did to her. to sum it up you would eradicate him, no questions asked.

scott timidly try to talk with Allison but she stays silent Mr. Harris calls him he hands out the worksheet to everyone you

“You have forty-five minutes to complete the test. Twenty-five percent of your grade can be earned right now simply by writing your name on the cover of the blue book. However, as happens every year, one of you will inexplicably fail to put your name on the cover, and I'll be left yet again questioning my decision to ever become a teacher. So, let's get the disappointment over with. Begin!”

You were in the middle of criticizing the education system when scott who is on the left side of you starts to breath really heavily, he faces contorted like he is struggling to breath, his hands fisted around the paper crumbling.

You call him but not out loud making him turns to you, he nods and get out the chair fast you follow him not paying attention into Mr. Harris calling your names at the action stiles soon follow.

Scott enters the guy’s locker room sliding down on the floor you crouch down in front of him stiles beside you.

“Scott?”

“Scott! “You take his hands on yours

“I can't--

“What's happening? Are you changing?” stiles ask anxiously, you shake your head no.

“No. No, I can't breathe.” He panted out.

The blue starts to glow around you two making scott lean back stiles dazedly pulls out scotts inhaler

“Here, use this.” He does without any protest the blue aura penetrate through his skin as he does a wave of calmness wash over him, around all of you.

“I was having an asthma attack?” he voices incredulously

“No, you were having a panic attack. But, thinking you were having an asthma attack actually stopped the panic attack. Irony...” stiles trail off touch the blue aura “by the way this is awesome.”

“How did you know to do that?”

Stiles says silent for moment “he used to get them when his mom passed away” you answer for him.

“I looked at her, and it was like someone hit me in the ribs with a hammer.”

“Yeah. It's called heartbreak-- about two billion songs written about it.” stiles said nodding.

“I can't stop thinking about her.”

“Well, you could think about this-- her dad's a Werewolf Hunter, and you're a Werewolf, so it was bound to become an issue...”

“That wasn't helpful.”

“Scott, I mean, yeah. You got dumped. And it's supposed to suck.” You added.

“No, that's not it. It was like I could feel everything in the room-- everyone else's emotions.” He explained standing up.

“It's got to be the full moon. So, we'll lock you up in your room later, just like we planned. That way, the Alpha-- who is your boss-- can't get to you, either.”

“Again, I don’t think its Alan.” You shrug your shoulders

“I think we need to do a lot more than lock me in my room...”

“What...? You mean, because if you get out, you'd be caught by Hunters?”

“No... Because if I get out... I think I might kill someone.” Scott anxiously whispered.

You sigh “you won’t, we will help you don’t worry”

Stiles nod at your words “and now we have you rainbows shooting out of your hands. I’m sure we will be just fine. If scott tries to kill me you just blast him away a couple of yards” stiles flick his hands imitating you dismissing scotts offended look.

A laugh escapes you; things might not go as planned but if you got each other’s back, you all will be just fine.

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