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zaceouiswriting · 2 years
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Art of Seduction: Matt Donovan
Character: Matt Donovan x male reader
Universe: Vampire Dairies
Warnings: Smut
To sit at the walkway in the Mensa, was always a rather dangerous thing to do. But as most of the time, I got way too late to it. All my friends already sat around the table, laughing or deep into conversations, about sports and which team was better in that year. Even though they were my friends for years and they sucked me into their love for sports, I was disinterested in these topics. Other than them I studied something useful and do not want to become a professional athlete in the future.
I just sat between them, waiting until they would come out of their fog. But as usual, they became a bit handsy with each other, and not in a friendly way. Pushing and even trying to punch. Already fed up with their bullshit, I tried to get away from them. Just to not get involved in yet another first fight.
But as I did that, one of them pushed the other right into me, letting me stumble into a guy I had never seen before. As I pushed into him, I could feel a fluid splashed all over my new white shirt. Automatically I closed my eyes, to at least protect them. Whatever got over me even landed in my already disheveled hair.
The entire Mensa went silent as it happened. Tensions were high. My two friends who were at fault, angry at the guy who spilled his orange juice, the same I had drunk just minutes ago all over me.
Before either of them or of my other friends, could mess the guy in front of me up, I wiped the rest of the juice off of my face and looked him dead in the eyes. „Dude, if you want to flirt with me, next time just talk to me, okay? I will not bite your head off.“ As I walked past him a moment later, I softly slapped his shoulder, just to underline that there was no bad blood. Even though I could feel the blank and even confused stares on my back, I just walked further. Back to the locker room I just came from, with my backpack, getting under the showers a second time. It did not matter how much I love orange juice, it is sticky as hell.
Before I could even get under the warmth of the cleansing water I already scrubbed my body, from the sticky juice that already was all over my body.
The starting cold water was a blessing in disguise, able to separate the already slowly drying juice of my body. A happy sigh went over my lips, as I again washed my body with the same hard soap I had used just ten minutes before. The same with my hair, which was so wonderful and luscious before, now I already could feel how lifeless it could become if I had to do this multiple times. I could only hope, that this would not be the case.
To no surprise, I found the same guy, that just had ruined my white shirt, sitting in the locker room, likely waiting for me. Considering no one else was there and it was in the evening, no other activities would be done that day.
As soon as he saw me, he jumped up from his sitting position, apparently on the edge, profusely apologizing to me, while also walking up and down the room. For a while, I asked myself, if he at some point would land in the basement, by the hole he was walking into the floor.
He used words, I did not think he knew about. Looking like a normal jock, I thought he was an airhead. And maybe he was, but with a wide vocabulary. Rather refreshing, after all the people I got to know.
Amusingly, his ranting stopped, as he realized that I was naked the entire time, just standing there, letting the air dry me up. Immediately his cheeks flamed up in embarrassment. A low chuckle broke out of my throat at his innocent action.
„You are Donovon… Not what Donvan?“
A small smile came across his face, even though he rolled his eyes, at my inability to pronounce his name right. „Donovan, Matt Donovan,“ he corrected me rather friendly.
„Right. I saw you, fast, a good throw, great ass. But don’t try to get into the first team.“
„Is this a threat?“ The amusing atmosphere vanished into thin air. Replaced by a serious one. My face was in a neutral line, while Matt still tried to figure out what was happening.
Instead of answering his question, I went over to my stuff, putting my clothes on my still slightly damped body. Before I left him there alone, I stopped at the door. My fingers nervously tipped against it. „No, not a threat, but a warning. I would not want that something happens to your handsome face.“
I could smell his fear through the air but just walked away.
Even though I warned him, the next training, he did his best to impress our coach and he succeeded. I tried to bring the older man away from Matt to get another young one, Tyrell on the team, but he would not budge. Up until the point, where he accused me of trying to sabotage the team.
I almost ripped his head off then and there. Some of the other guys had to hold me back before I actually killed that man. Matt could see all of it and still accepted. As I passed him that day I smashed my shoulder so hard into him, that he flew a couple of meters. He was a bit sore but nothing was broken, luckily.
He was the last to come into the locker room after training. As soon as he did, I let my towel fall down to the floor. „Hey Donovan, you still owe me a new shirt!“, I called out to him, with a devilish smirk, knowing that he was not used to male nakedness.
„Just tell me how much,“ he told me, looking away from my naked glory. Obviously embarrassed.
„Five hundred bucks.“ This took his attention away from his embarrassment to look shocked into my stormy eyes. 
„What?“ He had asked me in total shock, even letting his things slip out of his hands.
„If you are poor, you can pay me by sucking my cock. I heard it tasted amazing.“ I whipped it to both sides, so he would finally look at it. His already shocked widened eyes became even wider. „Are you poor Donovan? I could use someone with beautiful lips like yours, I’m always so horny after training.“ As my cock came to life, slowly filling itself with blood. I finally looked into his eyes.
The amusing embarrassment he had shown before, was now burning within him. In his tearing-up eyes, I could see the truth. 
„If you were poor, you wouldn’t be here, right? So just pay me back dude.“ Even now the other guys were laughing, thankfully their eyes were mostly on me, and the ones who didn’t do not see the problem behind those ocean blue eyes.
But that moment was the beginning of a war. Every. Single. Day. He found a way to spill something on me. Somedays drinks, others his food. It became a nuisance. With this anger inside, which had begun to burn bright and hot, I still was able to play the things he did down. I knew that I shot the first bullet and now he was just shooting back, but it became expensive for me.
I did nothing, knowing that there would be revenge in a way. It took twenty days and twenty expensive shirts before it finally happened.
Some of the guys ripped Matt out of his bed in the middle of the night. He trashed around, but his mouth was held shut through duct tape.
All the way into the woods, where he got thrown in front of my feet, half naked and afraid, shuddering under the coldness of the night, and my blood red eyes.
„I told you to not try to get into the first team. Now you have to become a werewolf just like us and I have the task of bringing our superior blood into yours. Stay still or not. But if you try to run away or break my grasp on you, my teeth will most likely rip you apart.“
Right there in front of him, I transformed into my wolf form. Other than many tribes, we are the wolf form, keeping total control over our bodies, when we transform.
Even though the poor guy was afraid enough to actually pee his underwear, he did not move after you gave him just another warning. Knowing he wouldn’t be there if he had heard the first time. His entire body looked like a small tree in the winds of a stormy spring.
As he saw me in my other form, his breathing stopped, too afraid to even move his chest at that point. I took this rare second, to bit down hard onto his back and chest, keeping his shoulder in my mouth.
A screamed so bone shilling, that I almost wanted to let go of him. But I had more to do. After pulling my teeth back out of his body, I had opened a wound on my own body, dripping the coming blood onto his. Instantly the red blood, vanished from his body, following the werewolf toxin.
Two hours away from the next full moon. We all could only hope he would outlive that horrific transformation.
I send all away except of the two strongest ones, standing on either side of him. He will be a werewolf just like me, but I also grew attached to his innocent, but vengeful nature. His ocean blue eyes, stared at me hatefully, but full of suppressed lust every time we walked over each other's feet.
Finally, as the moon was at its zenith, his body began to spasm, and scream and the unparalleled sound of breaking bones could be heard, I told the two other guys, to be prepared. As soon, as the first hair began to grow onto Matt’s body, they hold him down.
Still in his transformation, I already prepared myself to sink into him. As his body grew to the one of a wolf, I slammed his body back onto the ground, after the other guys couldn’t hold him anymore. „GO! I get it from here!“, I told them and they ran away quickly.
„I will make you mine Matt. Just as you ever wanted. I will care for you and keep you safe.“ All these words were spoken while trying to break into him. All the feelings he had stuffed deep down. Know able to break free. I could feel him trying to get away, fearing what all of this could mean. But I go into a rut.
Not caring anymore, if I would hurt him I bit down into the fresh bite wound, that slowly began to heal, keeping him in place and also marking him forever, while also mating with him. Under normal circumstances, everything would’ve been more civilized, with long extensive conversations, falling in love, and all that shit. But I wanted Matt and even though he hated me for humiliating him, I knew he wanted me too. Maybe not as much as I wanted him but enough for me.
I fucked his body into the forest floor, holding him down, having my way with him, was more satisfying than any other sex I had ever before.
Just after spilling inside of him, his body lost all energy. But the deed was done. The mark would always be visible. Everyone will know he got marked up by the alpha of the pack. Even if he did not want it, he was now bound to me, for both our lives.
It took us both so long, that nearly the sun came back out of its sleep. As fast as possible for a werewolf, I carried him back to his room, washed him clean, and put him back to bed. Thankfully, the gifts I had prepared earlier for him, were already waiting in his room.
Now I only had to make sure, he would get used to it quickly, because there was nothing he could do anyway.
The only problem was him lying there. Still wide open from my dick inside of him. I tried to resist the urge to dick him down again. I really did. But I was weak, too weak. My finger already was back in him before I even realized it. Soon after my tongue, licked out the rest that I was not able to get out of him. To taste me off of him, made my cock go hard in seconds. And before I knew it, I turned his head to the side, pressing it deeper into his bed. Held him open with my knees, while already pressing my massive cock head against his wide-open hole. Impatient as I was, slammed my entire cock into him, without waiting at all. He hauled awake just as it hit his sweet spot. A scream, just so hold down by my hand above his mouth, I was sure about, he could use pretty well in other areas.
„Don’t worry, it s just your alpha. I will take good care of you. Just relax and let me do all the work,“ I whispered in his ear, before biting it softly. His sinful moans, almost made me spill again. Just in the last second was it possible for me, to hold myself back, using one of my hands to grip around his throat pulling him back to me. „Do you want your alpha to ravage you, pump you full with his seed?“
For a while, there was no answer. I already had begun moving inside of him, which left him brainless, moaning at the sheer size of my cock, violating his insides.
„Please alpha, fill me with your pups.“ 
It must’ve been a natural instinct to say that, as the lesser part of mating. But it was good enough for me to spill again, just to fuck him even harder afterward.
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captainsophiestark · 5 months
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Ghosts
Matt Donovan x Reader
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Written for Fictober 2023!
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Day 28 Prompt: "I may not get another chance to say this."
Summary: The scene where Matt jumps into the pool for a near-death experience, but with his SO instead of Bonnie.
Word Count: 1,288
Category: Angst, Fluff at the end
Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.
I was busy digging through a school supply closet in the middle of the night when my phone rang. I jumped at the noise, adrenaline pumping at having snuck into the high school in the dead of night with my friends. It was for senior prank night, so it's not like we would get in terrible trouble if we got caught, but still.
I ditched the rolls of toilet paper I'd been gathering to spread all over the school and grabbed my phone to see my boyfriend, Matt Donovan, staring back at me from the caller ID. I quickly answered.
"Matt, good news, I found the tp jackpot."
"Y/N... you remember the summer we met, working as life guards together at the town pool?"
I furrowed my brow, scooping a few rolls of toilet paper into my free hand as I responded.
"Yeah..."
"And you remember the hours we spent in classes getting CPR certified?"
"Unfortunately, yeah."
"Well... I'm gonna need you to put it to good use. I'm at the pool. I know this is gonna sound crazy, but... I think Vicki is trying to talk to me."
"What? Matt, what the hell are you talking about?"
I dropped the rolls of toilet paper and shut the closet door, then started heading for the pool.
"Jeremy told me he's been able to see ghosts since Bonnie brought him back from the dead," he said. I sped up, panic setting in a little at the tone in his voice.
"Matt, I'm not magic. And Bonnie barely managed to bring Jeremy back-"
"You don't need magic for CPR. I know you'll save me."
"Matthew Grant Donovan, don't you dare-"
"I'm sorry, Y/N, but I have to do this. If Vicki needs my help... I can't leave her. I trust you to save me."
"Matt, you're being insane!" I'd started running for the pool now, still not totally sure what Matt was thinking but definitely sure it wasn't good.
"I trust you to save me," he repeated. "But listen... just in case... I may not get another chance to say this, so... I love you. A lot. And after everybody I've lost, I can't tell you how happy I am to have you in my life."
"Whatever the hell you're thinking of doing, Donovan, don't-"
The call ended. I swore and shoved my phone into my pocket before doubling my pace. I slammed through the doors to the school's pool a few moments later and found Matt's shoes and keys at the pool's edge. I looked into the pool and found a shape floating near the bottom. Matt.
The kind of calm that only comes in a crisis washed over me, and I chucked off every layer of clothing I could easily lose before diving into the pool, using my momentum to reach Matt faster at the bottom. He'd strapped a weight around his stomach, the dumbass, and I quickly unfastened it before wrapping my arms around his waist and pushing upwards, shoving both feet off the bottom of the pool. Matt was heavy, but we rose quickly, and the urgency of the situation gave me the little extra strength I needed to heave him over the edge of the pool and onto dry land.
I took deep breaths as I leapt out of the pool, turning Matt over and checking for a pulse. I breathed a half sigh of relief when I found one, weak and thready though it was. I leaned over to check if he was breathing next, and found he wasn't. I didn't waste a second before calmly tipping Matt's head back, pinching his nose, and giving him two rescue breaths. I watched carefully to see his chest rise with my breath, then leaned back for a moment before doing another round.
I kept going, that emergency calm just starting to fray when Matt jerked awake, sitting up straight and looking at me wildly. He'd almost headbutted me right in the face he'd moved so fast and so suddenly, but thankfully I managed to rock back on my heels before he could make contact. We both sat still for a few moments, staring at each other with wide eyes while the adrenaline rushed through us, and then I punched Matt in the arm, hard.
"Ow! What the hell?" he cried, rubbing at his arm. He was dripping wet and still struggling to catch his breath a little, but the wave of calm had completely receded, and it had been replaced by pure anger.
"That's my line!" I screamed, smacking Matt a few more times, albeit with less force. "What the hell were you thinking? How could you do that to me? Do you know how horrifying it was to come in here and see you at the bottom of that pool? To think I might lose you? That I might fail, and you would die?"
"I'm sorry-"
"Not good enough! I get that Vicki is important to you, and you're still dealing with her death, but-"
"I saw her! I saw her, Y/N. She gave me a message for Bonnie."
I sighed heavily and closed my eyes, trying to get better control of my temper before I spoke again. After a second, I met Matt's wide blue eyes.
"Matt, you should've gone to Bonnie first. Or Jeremy. Or done literally any of about a thousand things before you tried to drown yourself, leaving me with a phone call and nightmares for the rest of my life about your dead body."
He looked down, guilty, shaking his head a little. I just sighed, sinking down onto the pool floor to sit next to him. We stayed like that for a few long moments, shoulder to shoulder and both of us processing. Finally, Matt looked at me again, distress written on every inch of his face.
"I'm sorry, Y/N. And I know that's not nearly enough for what I did, but... I hope it's at least a start. Everything that happened with Vicki... I think about it every day. I think about her every day. And I got so wrapped up in the chance at seeing her again that I didn't even think about putting you in the same position. I know it's too late to take back what I did but... I swear, I'll never do anything like that to you again."
I sighed, flopping my head onto Matt's shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me, and although we were both soaking wet and I'd started to get a little chilled, it didn't seem important right now.
"Never again, Matt? You swear?"
"I swear. On everything that's ever been important to me, I swear."
I nodded, still not picking my head up from his shoulder.
"Then okay. I can forgive you, and we can get through this. But seriously Matt, talk to me first next time. And then we'll talk to everyone else, and then we'll figure out a better plan than the one you just came up with."
"Deal."
"Good. Now let's get out of here and change into some dry clothes. Then we can find Bonnie and do whatever we can to help your sister."
Matt and I stood together, leaning on each other as we headed out of the room. No matter how many stupid plans he came up with, it didn't change the face that I loved him. We'd find a way to figure things out, no matter how weird Mystic Falls got.
Although, if I said I wasn't looking forward to leaving this town after graduating at the end of the year... I'd definitely be lying. Hopefully with a few more disasters like this, I'd be able to convince Matt it was worth it to leave too.
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just-dino-maggie · 1 year
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I write nhl imagines sometimes and I thought I’d put them all in one spot to make it a little easier.
Prompts List
Matt Boldy
BC Parties - parties with Matt
Future - talking about the future
Fights - Matt gets into a fight and it’s hot
Tree - he’s a big boy
Hide and Seek - fluff, that’s it
Snack note - leaving a note on Matt’s favorite snack
Slow Dancing - dancing in the kitchen while the water runs
Opening Up - she’s never vulnerable but Matt might just change that
Trevor Zegras
Jealous - unwanted jealousy
Just Friends Part 2 Part 3 - he can’t force his feelings
Nantucket - brushing his hair after a beach day
The Intern Part 2 - they just don’t work well together, untill they do
Forbidden Love - Jack’s little sister has feelings for Trevor
Breakdown - Trevor is having a hard time dealing with the constant losing
Jack Hughes
Fixing the hurt - caring for jacks hockey injuries
Sick - taking care of Jack after a road trip.
Comfort - Jack helps her through a panic attack
Reconnecting - they reconnect after a hard breakup and work things out
Just like home - Nico and her share a language and Jack adores it
Housewarming - a misunderstanding gets resolved at the lake house
Zap Zone - two friends hanging out turns into more
Finally Yours - Jack can’t take being friends any longer
Cole Caufield
School Project - they aren’t friends but they have to work together.
Moritz Seider
Bad day - Mo has a bad day, she makes it better
Luke Hughes
Mutual Dislike - they’ve never liked each other, right?
Arguing - an argument turns sour and Luke decides to fix it.
Peaceful Mornings - they find ways to spend time together in their busy lives.
3am - Luke has a confession
Nick Blankenburg
Umich Party - they finally get a chance to talk
First Kiss - Nick gives her the best first kiss
Brendan Brisson
Rain - jealous briss kissing in the rain
Ethan Edwards
Back Home - visiting his family with an unwanted addition
Nico Hischier
Waking up - a morning with Nico after a road trip
Bath Chat - a cute talk in the bathroom
Andrei Svechnikov
Night Swimming - they meet at the pool and they do what they’ve always wanted to
Beard - Which is better Andrei with the beard or without?
Kirby Dach
Surprise - even with a busy schedule Kirby finds time to visit
Bowen Byram
Post Game - cute fluffy blurb
Ryder Donavan
Dad - ryder as a dad
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killerforklaus · 2 years
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moodboard; y/n's phone gallery
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softpine · 1 year
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it’s like sharing a dream with someone once you say it out loud it can’t be undone
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kaiparkersgf · 3 months
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I wanna write short (one shots/imagines) stories to practice my english and my storytelling skills, so requests for one shots are open.
MASTERLIST
The vampire diaries
Characters:
- Caroline Forbes
- Damon Salvatore
- Elena Gilbert
- Elijah Mikaelson
- Kai Parker
- Klaus Mikaelson
- Kol Mikaelson
- Rebekah Mikaelson
- Stefan Salvatore
- Tyler lockwood
The 100
- Bellamy Blake
- Clarke Griffin
- John Murphy
- Lexa
- Lincoln
- Octavia Blake
- Raven Reyes
The Hunger games
- Katniss Everdeen
- Peeta Mellark
- Finnick Oddair
MCU
- Steve Rogers
- Tony Stark
- Peter Parker
- Thor
- Natasha Romanoff
- Stephen Strange
For now, that's all i'm gonna take but the list can always expand! pls send requests and help a girl out lol💕
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lcnelyghost · 1 year
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christmas at the cortez//ahs hotel ☆
pairings; small mentions of liz taylor x tristan duffy
rating; pg!
warnings; slight harsh language, dark humour, gore
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“Alright, everything’s almost done here. What do you think?” Liz asked Miss Evers, smiling brightly. The Cortez was now fully styled with the most beautiful Christmas decor. Now normally, the ghosts weren’t too fussed on doing anything for the most festive season of them all, as they say. But this year, everyone had different ideas for Christmas time.
“It’s wonderful! Just wonderful!” Miss Evers practically squealed. Her eyes sparkled when she watched Liz turn the lights on. Not a single spot in the hotel was missing decorations.
“Gotta say, you guys sure as hell have outdone yourselves with all this.” Sally said, now sitting at the bar lighting a cigarette.
Liz poured some beverages for the three after she’d finished adding some last touches around the bar. Iris soon walked in with yet another tray of her homemade baked goods.
“Christ Iris I don’t think we’re all that bad..” Liz laughed, taking a glance at the amount of food set out.
“Trust me, the men in here eat like horses. You’re Tristan is one of ‘em.” Iris chuckled.
Miss Evers looked at everything with pure amazement. She’d never seen such a glorious sight for a very, very long time. From what she remembered, no one back in her day put this much effort in. It was a lovely change of scenery.
“Oh.. didn’t you not bake mini slices of the lemon, custard cake?” Miss Evers questioned Iris. Liz barely stopped herself from letting out a giggle. Of course the lemon custard cake slices had vanished. Tristan’s ultimate favourite, might I add.
Iris let out a loud gasp when she realised they’d disappeared. “THOSE LITTLE SHITS!!!” she yelled, storming back downstairs. Earning a slight snigger from Sally. Liz and Miss Evers both looked at each other and cringed. Iris’s obvious assumption had been Holden and the rest of the blood infected children who were current residents in the Cortez.
“I’m surprised the Countess hasn’t given those kids an ass whooping yet,” Sally scoffed.
“Speaking of the Countess..” Liz said, sipping her martini. They all watched the Countess strut down in her heels to the ground floor, with what they assumed was her new ‘boy toy.’
Her outfit was full of the colour red and they had to admit, the dress was dazzling.
“Heading out to get laid.. again.” Sally’s eyes followed her until she was right out the doors. Liz just shrugged her shoulders and began fiddling with her rings.
Will suddenly approached them all with the biggest grin on his face. He’d dug out one of his sharpest suits for tonight. He was a man who greatly enjoyed Christmas time. Though, his smile fell when he looked around to see barely anyone here.
“Where the hell is everyone?” He shrieked. They’d demanded he came to the annual Christmas Eve party down at the bar, so he wondered why no one else had shown up and if it would just be him.
“Most probably getting ready. The place will be full of the majority of us soon.” Liz stated.
“Everyone but the Countess.” Miss Evers added in, Will just rolled his eyes and snuck behind the bar for a drink.
Soon enough, Tristan, Alex, and a few other ghosts had decided to show their faces. Iris also returned and had baked some more treats.
“Uh, where’s March?” Tristan blurted out, chewing on a mouthful of food. Miss Evers had to cringe at that name. A name that was once music to her ears. Now, it was a distant memory.
“Well I suppose it wouldn’t be a proper party in the Cortez without her dearest creator!” James smiled smugly as he appeared out of thin air. He signalled for Liz to fish out the absinthe.
“Oo, bring out the tequila shots whilst you’re at it!” Will beamed with excitement, winking at Sally who was now grinning wickedly. James sat down as he slowly tapped his foot to the beat of ‘Rocking Around the Christmas Tree’ which was currently playing in the background. He hated modern music, but surprisingly, the modern Christmas songs that had been made weren’t too bad for his liking.
Miss Evers shifted uncomfortably in her chair, feeling less confident now that Mr March was here. She hated the times where he’d stare intensely at her, forcing her to look right back into his dark, daring eyes. After everything he’d done, he still had the nerve to try and intimidate her.
Tristan watched closely as Will went through multiple tequila shots, immediately darting his eyes elsewhere when Will caught him looking.
“I’ll give you ten bucks if you drink five in a row.” Will challenged him.
“I’m dead, what the fuck would I spend it on. And no, because i’m saving more room for food..”
“Of course you are!” Will giggled, slurring his words. He was clearly pissed already. It didn’t take too long for him to get wasted when it came to unlimited drinking.
James stared at him blankly, wondering why the man was already so drunk.
The speakers had just changed the music over and Mariah Carey’s ‘All I want for Christmas’ had began to play. Will gasped loudly and jumped out of his seat.
“Will.. please don’t..” Liz begged, knowing EXACTLY what was coming next.
“I.. DON’T WANT A LOT FOR CHRISTMAS..”
“Oh for fucks sake..” Iris muffled whilst covering her face with her hands.
“THEEEEREE IS JUST ONE THING I NEEEED!!!”
Mr March and Sally shared the same confused look, guzzling down their drinks as they stared at the ex fashion designer in shock.
“I DON’T CARE ABOUT THE PRESENTS..” Will climbed up onto the bar, kicking over James’ drink which spilled all over the now raging ghost.
Liz’s hand flew to her mouth as she saw the look on Mr March’s face as he slowly stared up at Will.
“UNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREEEEEEE..”
“Dude, for the love of god fucking stop..” Tristan winced as Will kept getting louder and louder, now stomping his feet on top of the bar.
“I JUST WANT YOU FOR MY OWN..” He sang cheerfully, pointing multiple fingers all around the room for no reason whatsoever.
Miss Evers watched as James struggled to clean his suit with a handkerchief. She was slightly tempted to help her former boss, but stopped herself and just began to laugh at the helpless ghost.
“MOOOOORE THAN YOU COULD EVER KNOW!”
Tristan stuck his fingers in his ears and groaned miserably. Sally giggled maniacally and pulled out her phone, quickly pressing the record button.
“MAKE MY WISH COME TRUUUUUUEEEEOOOOOOEEEEOOO…”
The other ghosts looked at Will with disgust, sighing at his horribly high pitched notes.
“ALL I WANT… FOR CHRISTTMAAAAAAASSSS.. IIIIIISSSSS…”
They all stared in horror as Will’s feet were dangling off the edge of the bar. He was waving his arms around in the air as he just managed to get through half of the last words to the intro of the song.
CRASH!
And with that, the drunkenly current hotel owner fell straight to the floor, multiple glasses flying off the shelves on the wall as he bounced right off the lot of them.
Tristan and Sally burst into a fit of roaring laughter when they realised it had all been recorded.
Liz and Iris rushed to help him, James just scowled sourly and instructed Liz to make him another drink. He scowled even further when all the worried barmaid did was help pick up Will from the floor.
They managed to get Will sat down, surprised he hadn’t knocked himself out. Iris went to go fetch some ice for his now bruised eye whilst Tristan and Sally were still sat sniggering.
It was even closer to midnight now. The ghosts knew that they’d countdown til the very last second of the twenty fourth of December. Happily wishing each other a very Merry Christmas with some fresh drinks. Perhaps even James’ absinthe..
The Countess had returned from her little Christmas night out.. alone. She headed straight to the bar in desperation of provoking the spirits in the Cortez.
“Oh.. you’re back,” Liz smiled sarcastically. James fumbled for his handkerchief once again to cover the stain on his suit. Which unfortunately for him, was right at his crotch. Slightly indicating he’d pissed himself.
“Darling!” Mr March spoke out nervously. The Countess only looked in his direction before frowning and looking away again.
“Where’s you’re, uh.. plaything.” Tristan spat, looking her up and down with disgust. She only smirked and that gave him his answer.
She noticed the missing glass bottles, wondering if they’d been used or had smashed. Perhaps Will’s black eye would explain it..
The room was silent. Everyone just slowly drank whatever glasses of alcohol they had, not making much eye contact with one another.
“Not even a simple ‘hello’ for you’re finest Christmas entertainment?” The Countess tutted teasingly.
Tristan and Iris were the only ones to look up, giving her a harsh, cold glare.
The ghosts hadn’t noticed just yet, but a guest had waltzed in through the front doors, noticing all the people that were hanging around in the bar. No one was at the front desk, so the poor woman had no choice but to go up to the bar and ask if anyone had seen any of the staff.
“Hello..” the woman called out, catching everyone’s attention the minute her voice echoed throughout the Cortez.
“Hi..” Liz replied back, offering the young lady a drink.
“Do any of you work here at all? I know it’s Christmas tomorrow and some places aren’t open.. but I was wondering if you guys had anything at all for the night?” Everyone looked at one another, grinning and putting their attention back on the soon to be, deceased female.
“Oh honey, we’ve got plenty of room for you. Are you sure it’s just the one night?” Liz grinned, staring at Tristan who began to giggle softly.
“Yeah, just one night if that’s alright..”
“You know, you can always become a permanent resident, perhaps it would be much more fitting..” The Countess smiled, licking her lips.
The woman furrowed her brows in confusion, growing quite uncomfortable.
“No, no.. I don’t really want to stay for longer than just a night..” the girl fired back. James sat up and walked towards the young woman, his shoes lightly tapped on the marble flooring.
“Well my dear, it seems you don’t have a choice..”
Everyone launched themselves at the girl, brutally stabbing and beating her with anything they could find. Will still sat on his chair, his head slowly spinning in small circles as he began to feel dizzy.
Just then, the timer went off for midnight. All the ghosts stared down at the corpse of the Cortez’s newest resident. Smiling at each other with crimson blood trickling down their clothes and soft skin.
“Merry Christmas!!!” They all cheered.
They turned around to the loud creek of Will’s chair, and seeing him ready to pass out.
“And a very.. very.. happy fucking new year.” He said, his eyes rolling back in his head as he fainted and landed harshly onto the cold flooring.
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Happiness Leads to Sadness (Chapter 13)
Book Title: Widowed Willow Warnings: Lexi dies, Amari's feelings get hurt, Stefan cries, and Amari is so freaking awkward DO NOT REPOST MY CONTENT! YOU MAY REBLOG BUT DON'T REPOST!!! Story Masterlist | Previous Part | Next Part
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Now at the Salvatore boarding house, Amari trails after Elena with a whine, “Why did I have to come with you?” 
“It’s kind of weird between me and Stefan, I can leave when you leave,” The younger brunette grinned at her friend, laughing when she saw the glare Amari sent her. The pair walked to the front door and knocked on the door, but no one answered. Amari stepped forward muttering about not wanting to use something, she pulled out a key and unlocked the door.
“Who are you?”
The girls shouted, turning towards the voice and seeing a blonde girl in a towel. The woman was frowning as she glanced between the girls,  her eyes widening in shock as she muttered, “Oh my, uh, who?” 
“Amari and Elena, uh-” The taller teen introduced, before taking a step forward and pointing at the blonde in a towel, “who the hell are you?”
The woman nodded in acknowledgment, looking the girl up and down. She was gorgeous and looked just like the woman in the picture Stefan showed her. She shook her head before looking the girl in the eyes, “I’m Lexi, a friend of Stefan’s.”
“Is he here?” Elena blurted as she glanced towards the stairs with her arms crossed, glancing over at Amari’s hurt face. The blonde nodded turning slightly to point over her shoulder, “He’s in the shower, you guys wanna wait on him?” She asked, a small smile on her face.
“No, but thanks,“ Elena sighed, placing her hand on Amari’s arm and guiding her towards the door. Lexi frowned waving goodbye and whispering, “I’ll tell him you stopped by.”
Stopping at the truck, Elena opened the door, glancing back at Amari when she sat in the back seat. She frowned in sympathy, reaching back to place her hand on her knee in comfort, “You okay?” 
Quickly whipping her face, Amari looks up with a small smile, ‘I’m fine, it’s just like when you and him started dating, I’ll get over it.” 
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“Why the hell are you even throwing a party anyway?” 
Amari stomped in the living room with a bag of sour patch kids, already half empty. Caroline, whom Amari is on the phone with, pauses in wonder before answering, “I don’t know, I just thought it would be fun?”
“Fine, whatever, I’ll be there, I gotta go.,” Amari sighs, she hears a knock on the door and hangs up after hearing Caroline say goodbye. She trudges towards the door with Elena trailing behind her, their eyes widen seeing Stefan at the door.
“No,” Amari slams the door shut before turning into Elena, who gives her an unimpressed look. Turning Amari around, Elena reaches around her and opens it again. She glares at Stefan over Amari’s shoulder, “Why are you here?”
The dirty blond sighed, tilting his head at Amari, “Lexi said you girls stopped by and the pretty tall girl seemed upset.” 
Elena looked down in confusion before looking up again, “Right, I’m gonna go get ready while you have this conversation. Shout if you need me.” Turning, Elena dashes up the stairs and into her room.
“Lexi, cute girl in the towel?” Amari leans against the doorframe, “I know we aren’t dating but really? Honestly, I can’t even be mad 'cause I’d hit that.”
Amari gives a small grin at Stefan’s confusion, before jumping and almost falling when Stefan shouts, “No, not like that! Gah, no. She’s not exactly a girl. Lexi is, um, she’s 350 years old.”
“Well she’s old-” Amari gapes, slamming her hands over her mouth in regret. Glaring at Stefan when he laughs, “I meant, so she’s a vampire?”
“Yes, one of my oldest friends,” Stefan snickered, glancing down before looking into Amari’s eyes. “She said she might’ve freaked you and Elena out with her staring but I think it’s ‘cause of how much I talk about you guys.” 
Amari stared at him, letting the silence creep in before breaking it with a grin. “I had a dream last night, think it was more of a flashback but whatever. It’s an important date today, but I can’t seem to remember what it is.-” She looks down at her phone seeing Caroline’s text of ‘Get here soon or I’m coming to get you’. 
She looks up at Stefan seeing a strange look, “-I know it ties to you, and I’ll tell you at the party.”
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Entering the Mystic Grill, Amari sends Elena off to get drinks before looking around for her blonde lady friend. She hears what she knows is the end of a conversation Damon is having, “You are the only stupid thing here, and useless, and shallow.”
She watches him turn away from Caroline before following after him, “You’ve got some nerve, I told you to stay the hell away from Caroline.” Damon turns in surprise, before giving the teen he grins at her, “As far as I know, all you can do is give me a headache, what could you possibly do that will get me to stop?” 
She smiles at him, before leaning in and whispering in his ear. Lexi, who was dancing with Stefan, sees the color drain from his face, “I like her, she’s got spunk.” Stefan smiles as he stares at her, lost in thought, “Yeah, she’s amazing, isn’t she?”
“You like her.”
“Don’t be stupid, Me and her best friend are, or were, dating,” Stefan scoffs, laughing in mock while shaking his head. Lexi raises her eyebrows with a grin, “I think the best friend has moved on and is plotting to get you two together as well.” 
She points over at Elena, who’s sitting on Aiden's lap. The two of them are whispering to each other, staring at Amari and Damon before pointing at Stefan and Lexi. Stefan shrugs, turning and walking towards the pool table, “We’re just friends.”
“I thought we were starting something,” Damon follows after Amari leaning against the bar next to her with a smirk. She raises her brows at him before glancing over at Stefan and Lexi. Damon gasps with mockery, “Stefan? Smiling? Hell’s frozen over.” 
“Tiger,” Amari scoffs, clearing her throat before glancing between the pair and Damon, “He hasn’t really had a reason to smile in a while.
“We’re on nicknames now?” Damon asked, smirking at her before frowning when she glares at him. “What’d I do now?”
“Jeremy’s acting weird, you have one chance to tell me the truth.” Amari grabbed his wrist, squeezing lightly but slightly grinning at the groan of pain from Damon. “What’d you do?”
“I did what she asked, compelled his suffering away.” Groaning, Damon grabbed Amari’s wrist when she squeezed tighter. “All of it, fangs, drugs, lack of motivation.”
Letting him go, Amari sighed looking around before glancing at Damon. He reached forward, ruffling her hair and stepping away before she could punch him. “Trust me, Mars, I did what she asked.”
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Walking over to Stefan and Lexi, Amari huffs leaning against the bar next to them. She leaned onto Stefan, smiling at Lexi over his shoulder. “I finally figured it out.”
She kissed his cheek, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him back towards her. “Happy Birthday Bambi!”
Lexi’s loud laugh breaks Stefan from his daze, she reaches forward sandwiching Stefan between the two girls. “Happy Birthday Steffie!”
He groans in fake annoyance trying to shove Lexi off him, “Move! You’ll spill your drink.” 
Lexi sits back staring at the pair in front of her, she grins when Amari looks up from playing with Stefan’s hands. “So, Amari, who are you?”
“Uh,” Glancing at each other, Amari and Stefan grin before looking back at Lexi. She smirks when the taller girl smiles at her, “Well, sweetheart, can I call you that?”
Lexi nods, tilting her head when Stefan pulls Amari in front of him. Amari sighs leaning against the bar between them, “Um, I’m Amari Taylor. An older friend of the M.F Gang. Take that however you please, I don’t care. I’m an orphan living with my best friend’s family.”
Lexi smiled in sympathy before glancing between her best friend and new friend, “What are you to Stefan?”
“A friend at the moment,” Amari chuckles. Lexi shoots out of her chair pointing between the two, “You said at the moment! You said it!”
Ignoring her, Amari grabs both of their arms and pulls them towards a pool table, “Teach me.”
Stefan’s brow furrows in confusion, he’d seen her play and win against Matt, Tyler, Aiden, and Michelle. Lexi gapes at the dark-skinned teen, “Stefan was bragging about you winning against everyone, even Michelle!”
Amari plays with her fingers, glancing around before whispering under her breath, “You’ve seen me trick people, I don’t genuinely know how to play pool.”
After a moment, Lexi snorts and pats Stefan on the shoulder who is failing at stifling his chuckles. “Teach her how to play, I’m gonna go get us some bourbon on something.”
Once Lexi’s out of sight, Stefan glances over at Amari holding the pool stick with a sheepish smile. “I wasn’t lying, I really don’t know how to play pool without cheating.”
“Come on,” Stefan walks behind her, placing his hands on her hips he presses lightly on her back making her bend slightly with him following. Getting her in place, he leans over her shoulder, “Go,” Amari uses the stick and hits two balls into a hole. 
“We did it,” She exclaimed, smiling as she spun around to hug Stefan. He grins, wrapping his arms around her waist, “You did it.” They both looked over at Lexi, who came back with only one drink.
“I drank yours, Stefan. Here Mari,” She chuckled, handing a laughing Amari her drink. Stefan grinned at Lexi in appreciation, “Thank you.”
“You weren’t supposed to be listening,” Lexi said mockingly glaring at Stefan before turning to Amari, “How’d you do?”
“I think eventually I’ll be able to win without cheating,” Amari spoke with a chesire grin, chuckling when Lexi shook her head. “How do you even cheat at pool?”
“I’ll show you sometime,” Amari promised, shrugging her shoulders and watching a giddy Lexi walk away. Turning to Stefan, who was watching her with a smile, Amari opened her mouth to ask something but stopped when she saw Elena. She reached for a pool stick, smiling at Stefan, “Hey.”
"I'm gonna go," Amari quickly spoke up, before walking past her shorter friend, ignoring Stefan calling out to her. Bumping into multiple people in an attempt to find Bonnie, Caroline, Lexi, or even Damon. Finally, she saw a familiar blonde teen sitting and talking with Matt. Running over and making it just in time to catch a falling Caroline, “Mari, you beautiful baby!”
“Thanks, drunk Caroline,” The dark-skinned teen huffed, picking her up bridal style and handing her over to Matt. She sighed as she smoothed the blonde’s hair to her face, before looking at Matt, “Take her home, make sure she gets to bed. No funny business.”
"Okay," Matt gave her a nod and smiled a small smile at her as he walked past. Waving bye to a whining Caroline, Amari turned once they were out of sight. She froze, her mind reeling and her vision blurry. Lexi…. Help…. Branson. Yanking out her phone she texts Stefan while running outside.
Lexi, Help, Outside
Now outside she heard gunshots and the door behind her slamming open. She rounded the corner with, who she presumed to be, Stefan and Elena following her. They see Lexi walking towards Sherrif Forbes, not even flinching at the wooden bullets piercing her. With a blur and a flash, Damon appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Lexi in the heart with a wooden stake. 
“...part of the plan.”
She heard Elena gasp and a sob before she was pushed against a wall, Stefan holding her and shushing her as they all stared in horror. It took her a moment to realize the sob was from herself. She may have been new to the supernatural world, but she knew wood to the heart meant death for a vampire.
"Oh, my God," Stefan whispered, tears gathering in his eyes as Amari slowly took his hand off her mouth, holding it to her chest, and leaned over to look at Damon, who pushed the stake deeper into Lexi's heart. The small group watched as Lexi’s body desiccated and fell to the floor. She was dead.
Lexi was unique, and Amari was glad she got to be her friend, even if it was for just a few minutes. She felt they could’ve been best friends, but she was gone.
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“Stefan,” Elena whispered as she and Amari chased after him, “Stefan!” She called again, grabbing his arm only for him to shove her off him into the arms of Amari. 
“He, he killed her, he killed Zach, Tanner, he turned Vicki. I-” He turned, glancing between them before turning back to walk away. “I have to kill him.
“You can’t do that,” The younger brunette followed him, stopping when Stefan spun around in anger. Amari stood to the side, glancing around and occasionally glancing at the broken-up couple before quickly looking away.
“Why are you trying to save him? Elena, he won’t change! He will never change,” The blond cried, beginning to walk away again with Elena chasing after him, Amari kind of wondering after the pair. Elena huffed clutching his arm again to spin him around, “I’m not trying to save him, I’m saving you.”
“Everywhere I go, pain and death follow, Damon follows.” Stefan shook his head, looking down before looking back up at her. “No more.”
“Stefan, Stefan please, just listen to me,” Elena grabbed his arm again, “Let me be here for you.”
He shook his head, shrugging her off him and waving her off. Staring after him for a second, Elena walked away and into the Grill. Watching Elena walk away, Amari spun around and jogged after Stefan in hopes of catching up to him. After running for a minute, and stopping for a few seconds to breathe, Amari saw him and sped up. “Stef!”
“Bambi, wait, you gotta make this easy for me,” She called, out of breath but still chasing after him. She was more so hopping from one foot to the other than running, but she was trying.
“Stefan!” 
“No!” He roared, spinning around and making Amari slip backward onto her butt. She looked up at him, seeing the pain and tears with a hint of regret for causing her to fall. Standing up and wiping her butt, she slowly walks toward him. Noticing him not walking away, she wraps an arm around his waist and the other around his neck tugging him towards her.
He crumbled, his breath leaving in shaky huffs as he buried his face in her neck. His hands reached up to cling to her back as he cried harder. Amari resisted the urge to pat his back, and instead played with his hair.
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Bruh I was going through my Wattpad and I have a lot of stories I have not been able to finish but the main story that parked my interest is the vampire diaries I had made and it was about a girl who was related to Bonnie Bennett and she's a banshee it was a long time ago but I'm starting to get back into it just have to rewatch the TVD and fix somethings so if anyone has ideas for me that would be really nice and helpful I have a creative mind but I do get sidetracked the reader will have a close relationship with everyone not like a shipping type of more like a special kind of person who every cares about things cause I don't know who to really ship her with though🤦‍♀️
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Pretty boy with ocean blue eyes
Character: Matt Donovan x male reader
Universe: Vampire Dairies
Warnings: Sadness
A whiff of moderate food and alcohol, the latter thankfully stronger than the first, flew directly into your nose, as you opened the restaurant or bar or whatever it was doors.
The fly hanging around your neck just hours earlier long forgotten in your car. Your white button up shirt slightly open at the top. The only thing looking normal was the jacket laying on your shoulders. In the sleeves your family insignias, your grandfather had given you. Believing, that your father would just sell them. One of the last bits of old royalty broken down, after the second world war.
Not even a moment later, after you sat yourself down at the bar, a young blond guy, with ocean blue eyes stood in front of you. A sympathetic smile on his face. „What can I get you?“, he asked calmly but with a bit of carefulness in it. Obviously sensing that something wasn’t right.
„A bourbon with two pieces of ice, please.“ You could bring out before zooming out again. Not knowing where you were, only that your car broke down not far away.
Half a minute later the same guy setting the glass in front of you, „Don’t you think, it is still a bit early for a drink?“ His question was valid. Even responsible. But after what you just got trough you really needed it.
„Somewhere it time for a drink and I use this, pretty boy.“ You smiled smugly at him, as his cheeks began to burn. He tried to say something, but for a while his mouth only opened and closed itself again, „Im not… Im straight.“ Finally the one word you hated the most.
„I don’t care,“ you simply stated the fact. Even with the pretty guys taking it back at your words, „You can tell me to stop giving you compliments, pretty boy. Only then I will stop. Until then I make you flustered enough until you can’t speak and maybe even go to your place or a hotel? After my day, I could use someone fucking my brain out.“
All of this was obviously enough for the guy and he vanished in the back. With an extremely red face, ears and even neck, from embarrassment.
Despite wanting to just take your drink in one sip, you decided to be at least a bit responsible and don’t do it. Sitting there, looking deep into your glass, letting the world loose itself around you.
„What got you in such a mood, bro?“, someone from your side, asked you out of the sudden.
A slick obviously full of himself guy, sat besides you. Black hair and blue dreamy eyes. Not as deep as the one of your pretty boy but good enough. Just out of the corner of your eyes, you could see mentioned pretty boy at the other end of the bar, listening in your conversation, the stranger started with you. „I was at a funeral, in my hometown… where am I here?“
The stranger chuckled slightly, „Mystic Hills.“
„Oh shit, a six hour drive from here. My little brother dies unexpectedly, shortly after his fifteens birthday. And the funeral went downhill very fast, after I heard what my parents did to him. So yeah, if I would’ve stayed there, I would most likely sit in prison by now.“ It was just a little part of what had happened. But you hoped it was enough, to end the curiosity.
You were a stranger in a small town, you understood. But still this was really not the time for that.
„Oh fuck, I'm sorry dude. Do you need something?“, the same stranger asked you. Your teeth grinding on each other at this point. „I would appreciate, if you could let me alone… vampire. One of your kind kill my little brother. I never wanted to get into the family side business, but as it seems, I have no other choice by now.“ At this moment, you showed the man the ring on your hand. Which had three little stones, the red one was shinning up, when you got your hand near him.
„It is not just to detected supernatural beings, but also protects me from dying and even get attacked by it. A big assemble of witches, warlocks and other magical beings, forged them. My family once had one-hundred and twelve of them. Now this is the last one.“
You never saw someone crawl away from you this fast. A happy, content smile formed on your face, for a second, until you felt it yourself. Immediately feeling guilty, to smile, just hours after finally getting your brother under the earth.
„What did you parents do to him?“, the same bartender finally asked you. His voice so full of care. It was almost painful for yourself.
A dark chuckle rolled from your lips, „It weren’t really their fault. But the high expectations I set for him. You know, I finished school with fifteen and had my university master degree with nineteen. I earn more money, than the rest of my family combined, since we lost everything in world war two. And well Luke, was not that lucky. He was smart, but not good at school. He had a social life, friends and even his first girlfriend. While I had nothing of this, until I finished up university.“
Your heart began to beat quickly, feeling the guild again in your heart. The pain of loosing this little nugget, will haunt you forever. The best thing you had. Spoiling him rotten, since you can do it, which let your parents resent him even more.
„My dad kicked him out, the day he died. He knew that wild vampires wandered trough my hometown. But he did not care. Even relieved after the fact. Gloating to everyone who would hear him out, how easily it would now be, without his useless body occupying anything. So I punched him so hard, that I could hear his nose shatter under it. He can sue me if he want. But before that I will be back in Europe, away from all this bullshit.“
Atmosphere changing in the room as soon as you finished your story. With a slight look over your shoulder, you could see, that many of the other guest, heard into your conversation with the bartender.
Which was silent the entire time, „I lost my sister to a vampire too. Even to the one you had talked to.“ He let you know. You knuckles white in furious rage.
„Do you want me to kill him? I haven’t killed one in some time, but I don’t think, that you can loose this ability.“ He thought about your proposal for a while but declined in the end.
„No, he is the boyfriend of my ex-girlfriend now. I don’t want to hurt her.“ Which let you chuckle lowly.
Checking him out, at least as much as you could, „You could have anyone you want. Handsome, tall, dreaming eyes, a smile to melt and a caring personality. Why are you still after your ex?“
His eyes widened in shock, but also recognition. He never really seemed to have thought an about this. But when a stranger asked him, he had nothing better to do, then thinking on it a for a bit.
„When are you finished here?“, you asked out of nowhere. Making him nervous.
„In an about three hours, why?“ His voice suspiciously low.
You clapped your hands in one another, „Great. I will wait here and when you are finished, you drink one with me. Then you can decide if something happens or not.“ Not even letting it open as a discussion, you just left him there, after he gave you another bourbon and played billiards on your own. Hoping, that he found it in himself. He was painfully attracted to you, even if he did not want to admit it. And it wouldn’t have been the first time, you got a seemingly „straight“, guy in your bed.
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Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Prompt: “There’s only us”
Summary: After living in Mystic Falls for their entire lives, Y/N and Matt Donovan finally left to go to college somewhere else, where they have a shot at normal, happy lives. And they're not about to let anything ruin that.
Word Count: 1,616
Category: Fluff, little bit of Angst
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I sighed as I looked out at the surf and sand before me. The sun warmed my face just right, and the sound of kids laughing as the waves crashed against the beach made me feel more relaxed than I'd been in a long, long time.
After spending eighteen years of my life in Mystic Falls, Virginia, and suffering the danger, supernatural headaches, and cold weather, I'd finally decided to get the hell out when it came time for college.
I'd barely survived high school, thanks to all the vampires, witches, and werewolves running around that town, so I'd decided to get as far away from all of them as I could. I'd ended up in San Diego, California, where the sun alone helped limit the vampire population, and I'd quite literally never been happier in my life.
My newfound peace was helped by the fact that I'd somehow managed to convince Matt, my best friend and, as of senior year, my boyfriend, to leave with me. He'd been agonizing over the decision for months, including the entirety of our senior year. I'd convinced him to at least apply to some California schools with me, since he didn't have to go even if he got in.
Then, in December, we found out we'd both gotten into the same school here. Matt had been tearing himself up wrestling with the decision, but it had literally never been clearer to me. There was nothing for either of us in Mystic Falls but pain and misery.
Finally, just before the May 1st decision deadline, I'd convinced him to take his football scholarship offer and run with me. Graduation had been hard, and the few months of summer in Mystic Falls seemed to drag. Matt clearly felt guilty leaving everyone behind, and I was personally terrified that–after surviving the most ridiculous things imaginable since the Salvatores moved into town–the thing that did us in was finally going to come, before we got the chance to escape. But it didn't happen, and as August came to an end, Matt and I got on a plane together and didn't look back.
And now, we were here, months into our freshman year of college and happier than we'd ever been. It had taken Matt a little longer to adjust than me, but with his blonde shaggy hair and general athleticism, he was born to be a California Surfer Boy. It was only a matter of time.
We'd just finished a late afternoon, post-class surf session and were relaxing on the beach as we watched the sun sink into the ocean when Matt had gotten a call. He'd jumped up and rushed off to take it, and whenever I looked over my shoulder, I could see him pacing. I knew he'd come back any second, telling me all about whatever it was that had him so worked up, so I was trying to get myself to as calm a place as possible before then.
After a few minutes, Matt came back as expected. He stood next to me, not sitting down on his towel, and I quickly but calmly stood up to face him.
"What's wrong?" I asked him. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, and I could see him clenching his jaw in the way he always did when he got stressed.
"That was Elena."
I sighed, trying not to let myself get worked up. Elena had never really been my favorite person, but especially since she'd turned into a vampire and formed some alliance/relationship with Damon that constantly tried to endanger me and my boyfriend, I was even less of a fan.
"She said there's some new trouble stirring up at Whitmore." Caroline and Elena had gone to Whitmore to start college, less than an hour's drive from Mystic Falls and clearly still in the sphere of supernatural influence. I'd never been happier about my decision to go somewhere else. "She said she knows we're busy out here, and she doesn't want to interrupt any of that, but that they're a little short on humans they can trust to help them with things."
"Maybe it's because they treat humans like canon fodder and none of us want to help them when they don't give a shit about whether or not it kills us," I said, the calm I usually felt at the beach quickly turning into irritation at Elena and everyone else in the Mystic Falls area who I knew was involved with this.
"Elena's not like that, Y/N, you know it."
I sighed through my nose and closed my eyes. When I felt a little less like I was about to explode, I opened my eyes again and met Matt's before continuing.
"I know she's not, Matt. But Damon is. And you can bet if the plan they've come up with needs a human, it's because Damon wants to use us as bait. With no regard for whether we come out of it. And Elena and Caroline and Stefan will do their best to protect us, but as we've learned from experience, sometimes their best isn't enough. Hell, you almost died and Elena became a vampire because Stefan couldn't save both of you when an Original vampire decided to take out her temper on you."
Matt sighed and nodded his head, staring off into the ocean as he did.
"I know. I just... I don't like abandoning them. Any of them, except maybe Damon."
"I know." I took a few steps closer to him and ran my hand down his arm, trying to comfort him. "But Matt, I have full faith they're all going to be fine without us. They have insane superpowers, and they're all incredibly smart people. And, if they really need a human helping hand, I'm sure they can make some new friends who are still excited about all the supernatural shit to help them."
Matt scoffed. "I don't think I remember ever being excited about the supernatural stuff."
"Hm, I do. I thought Stefan was hot when I found out he was a vampire."
Matt whipped his head around to face me, looking completely betrayed, until he saw the shit-eating grin on my face. He groaned and rolled his eyes, but I just laughed.
"C'mon, Matt, you were completely hung up on Elena our junior year and I had to watch it the whole time before we started dating. It's only fair that I get to mess with you a little bit, too."
He shook his head, but met my gaze with a smile all the same. We held each others' loving stares for a few moments, but then reality set in, and our dreamy expressions dropped.
"So... you really don't think we should go back?"
I sighed. "I know it might sound harsh Matt, but no, I don't. I mean, we're in California for the love of God! We're in the middle of school! And... there's only us. I kind of like it when there's only us, safe and happy and together like a couple of normal people. Unless Elena finds a prophecy that says explicitly 'Matt Donovan, born in Mystic Falls, Virginia, is the only possible cause of death for X Supernatural Threat', I don't think they need us badly enough to warrant giving any of that up. And even then I'd want a lawyer to look for loopholes before we left."
Matt laughed, shaking his head as he took in the scene around us, but when he looked back at me the smile stayed on his face.
"You're right," he said. "I sure as hell don't want to give this up either."
"Good. And besides, just imagine all the good we can go out and do, Matt, if we actually get the space to live our lives instead of dying at twenty."
"I agree. I want to become a cranky old man with you," he said, taking my hands and pulling me towards him as I laughed. He kissed me, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Matt's grip around my waist tightened as he deepens the kiss, but after a few seconds, I pulled away. He raised an eyebrow, so I spoke.
"I just... shouldn't you call Elena first? And tell her we're not coming? As much as I want to continue what we're doing right now, I-"
"I already told her," he said, cutting me off.
"What?"
"I told her before I hung up that they were on their own. That we weren't coming back. I knew it was the right call, I just... I needed a little reassurance. I still feel guilty about not running to the rescue when they call, you know?"
"I know. And I love you and your hero instincts, Matt," I said, running my hands through his hair as I admired the beautiful, wonderful man in front of me. "But I'm glad you're learning how to put yourself first every once in a while."
He smiled. "Me too. Although I have to say, I don't know that I'm putting me first as much as I'm putting us first."
"Us first is good too," I decided. We shared a smile as we closed the distance between us again, returning to a soft, loving kiss. We'd gone through years of hell in Mystic Falls, but now we were free to just be together, happy and safe and with normal worries, like changing our majors and quarter-life crises.
Everything we'd been through, everything we'd survived, and everything we'd fought–it was all worth it to get to this, here, with Matt.
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killerforklaus · 2 years
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moodboard; self care day with caroline
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I recently started watching the vampire diaries for the first time and the amount of "this sucks" jokes are killing me
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pippipsquirtsquirt · 1 year
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Cousins make the best wingmen - Matt Donovan
Baylee, being Elena’s cousin, Jenna’s daughter, were sitting at the Salvatore house playing a game of truth or dare with the group. Said group being Baylee, Elena, Jeremy, the Salvatore brothers, Karoline, Tyler, and Matt.
Instead of regular truth or dare, it had a spin the bottle twist. They would spin the bottle and whoever it landed in had to do their truth or dare, or drink.
Once the bottle finally landed on Baylee on Elena’s spin, she chose dare. She could be shy, but once you got to know her she was quite the rebellious one. Elena smirked, knowing it was the perfect time to play wingman.
“Lee, I dare you to kiss Matt.” Baylee blushed, silently cursing her cousin for what she had done, but this was her opportunity to kiss the man she had been pinning for forever.
Baylee turned to her left and looked at him, Matt hiding his emotions and nodded. Baylee slowly leaned in, as did he, and when their lips connected, she felt like it was a dream come true.
Matt’s hand came up to her cheek and held it while he kept the kiss going. Elena was the only one who knew he liked Baylee as well, and that being part of the reason the two broke up.
Damon, being like an overprotective brother to Baylee, grabbed Matt’s shoulders and separated the two. “Alright, alright. That’s enough you two.”
Baylee blushed and was out of it pretty much the rest of the game. The only thing she could think of was his lips on hers. Something she dreamed of but never thought it would actually ever happen.
Baylee stood up near the end of the game, needing a glass of water. Elena signaled Matt to go follow her, and he jumped at the chance.
Baylee leaned against the counter while sipping on a glass of water, her mind all over the place. She didn’t even notice Matt walk in and lean next to her until he touched her arm.
Baylee jumped and blushed. “Hey Matty. Things won’t be weird between us right? I mean it was just a dare. Things don’t have to change.”
Matt chuckled, surprising himself that he wasn’t at all nervous.
“I can promise you that things won’t be weird. On the other hand I can’t promise you that things will stay the same.”
Baylee’s face fell and she sat down her glass, trying to leave but Matt grabbed her arm.
“Bay, I want things to change between us, but not in a bad way. I like you, hell, I really, really fucking like you.” Baylee was taken by surprise. Never in a million years would she think that Matt would say those words to her.
“Matty, I-I…” she could find her words which made Matt chuckle again. He moved a hand to her cheek and caressed it with his thumb.
“It’s ok, you can tell me.” Baylee sighed, trying to get a grip. “I think I’m falling for you.” She says rushed.
Matt grinned and stepped closer to her, causing her to be pressed into the counter. “Tell me to stop and I will, but I’d really like to kiss you again.” Baylee didn’t bother saying a single word, which caused him to lean in and kiss her just as passionately as the time before.
When he pulled away, he lifted her to sit on the counter and stood between her legs, wrapping his arms around her waist, just standing there admiring her.
Baylee ran her hands through his hair, she loved it when it would get long, even though Elena would complain about it every now and then.
Baylee smiled down at him and kissed his forehead. “You’re pretty.” Matt chuckled with a slight blush and leaned against her shoulder. “You’re prettier.”
Matt finally looked back up at her and smiled. “You don’t have to say yes right now, but I would like you to be my girlfriend, but at least promise me a date.” Baylee grinned. “Not only do I promise you a date, but I would love to be your girlfriend, Matt Donovan.”
Matt grinned but frowned playfully not long after. He much fathered her using his nickname.
Baylee pushed him away and hopped down, grabbing his hand. “They’ll start to worry Matty.” Matt nodded with a grin and followed her back into the living room to their original spots. The game had died down and they were just left talking when the two came in. Baylee tried to sit down where she originally was but Matt sat down and pulled her to sit on his lap, the place where she would be sitting a lot more in the future.
Matt missed her shoulder and leaned against it as the group talked, Elena grinning ear to ear.
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