#stefan salvatore x male reader

[supercap2319]

“This is honestly pathetic.” Stefan's voice rang through the room. He followed the smell of blood all the way up to his room, only to find Y/N guzzling on blood bags for the hospital.

Y/N had blood bags scattered all over the floor and Y/N was currently sucking on another one as his face was morphed into one of pure bliss. The taste of stored blood was heavy on his tongue. When he heard Stefan's voice, he turned and snarled.

“Get out of here, Stefan.”

“Or what? You'll hurt me?” Stefan asked with a smirk. “You're still a baby vampire compared to me. You can drink the hospital dry of blood bags, but at the end of the day, I'll still kick your ass.”

“What do you want, Stefan? Leave me alone.” Y/N said. Stefan could detect a broken plea in Y/N's voice. He wasn't handling this well. His hands were shaky, pupils were dilated and his clothes were covered in blood. He was like a junkie who couldn't keep it together. It was honestly a sight to behold. Usually it was Stefan with the control issues, but after Elena broke his heart and hooked up with his brother; Stefan's never felt better after turning off his humanity.

“I wanna help you. Teach you to control your hunger.” Stefan said, walking towards Y/N, kneeling down and stroking his cheeks softly. “Had me two tonight. Guy and a girl. It was so easy. Gave them flirty glances and they were like worms on a hook.” Stefan's voice was lower and huskier with each word that came out of his mouth. “Back of my car. Slipped my fingers inside her wet folds and she was moaning, grabbing my hair and shit.”

Y/N remained quiet, but Stefan wasn't finished just yet. He would break Y/N, and it wouldn't be hard to do. He was already gone.

“Took the guy into my mouth, and sucked him down all the way to the root. Bobbed my head up and down until he filled my mouth with his creamy load.” Stefan whispered in Y/N's ear, watching the younger vampire shiver with excitement. The older vampire could smell Y/N's arousal. He was liking this story.

Stefan smiled cruelly. “Then I took them. Right then and there in the backseat. Sucked them dry of their blood, and it tasted so primal, that I can still feel it on my fucking tongue. Wanna taste?”

It was evident that Y/N was aroused, and Stefan knew that he was aroused because new vampires were always horny; Stefan certainly was when he became a vampire. He was being an asshole. A jerk. He was basically Damon, but with better hair. And yeah, this might have been a small revenge on Elena for what she did to Stefan, so in return; he turned her brother into his sex toy.

The older vampire held out his wrists invitingly. Y/N looked at him and snarled. “Fuck you!” Stefan smirks. “Oh, you want that too? Little bit fast for me on the first date, but I'm flexible.” He jokes.

“I'm warning you, Stefan. Go away and leave me alone, or you'll be sorry.” Y/N warned, but there was a slight whimper in his tone. He was losing control. Bit by bit, Stefan was making him come undone by his dirty words alone.

“Maybe I want you to make me very sorry. Maybe I want you to hold me down, and fuck me into the floor until it breaks.” Stefan said in a lustful voice. “Or maybe… you'll let me fuck you for hours on end. In every position and surface imaginable, while you moan like a cheap whore for me as I pound your tight ass and slutty mouth.”

Y/N pounced on Stefan. Pinned the older vampire to the ground, face twisted in fury and anger, but also lust and desire. His eyes were bloodshot and his fangs were out. They both knew Stefan was strong enough to push Y/N off him. Stefan was older and stronger than him and as the ripper… Y/N stood no chance of winning an actual fight, but this was something else entirely. 

Stefan smirks as he reaches out and grabs the back of Y/N's head and pulls him down for a kiss. Unlike the soft and sweet kisses Stefan used to give Elena when they were together; this kiss was different. It was rough and dirty and full of unbridled vampire lust.

Y/N moans in protest when Stefan pulls away from his lips and holds up his wrist. You want it? They're still warm in my blood. Take it.”

Y/N bit down immediately, no reservations, groaning deep and needy as teeth penetrated and blood began to flow. Stefan gasped,cock instantly getting hard as the younger vampire sucked him off. So to speak.

“That's it. Good boy.” Stefan praised, running his fingers through Y/N's hair as he greedily drank from Stefan. It was so hot watching Y/N so wrung out and desperate for it. Stefan might have to fuck him after he's had his fill of blood.

It was a flash of quick hands; Stefan had both their cocks out and was stroking them fast and hard. Y/N moans around Stefan's wrist as the older vampire was quickly bringing him to a quick orgasm. “Oh, fuck!”

“Yeah? You like that, baby? Like me stroking your hard cock?” Stefan grunts out.

“Please?” Y/N begs, blood dripping down his mouth. Stefan smirks as he speeds up the process, using vampire speed to really get Y/N off. The younger vampire shivered and moaned for Stefan.

“Please what? Tell me what you want.”

“Please make me cum.”

Stefan grins. He won. Y/N was now his to play with and torture. Fuck Elena. “Cum for me. You can be a good boy and cum for me can't you?”

Y/N groans and moans as he shot his load all over Stefan's pants and shirt, row and row of cum covering his clothes in their sticky fluid. Stefan came after, painting Y/N's jeans white as he leaned upward and kissed him feverishly, biting down hard on his lips even to draw blood as it was a bloody kiss. Literally.

Stefan looks up at the younger vampire and chuckles. “You're mine now.” He kissed him again.

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[themaladpativedaydreamer]

My Personal Cheerleader

Pairing: Stefan Salvatore x Male Reader Genre: Smut (18+) Request: Hi, I don't know if you have time, but I was wondering if you could do another Stefan Salvatore smut? Your first one was hot and I don't know maybe a football one? Or something. Requested by: @supercap2319 A/N: I hope you enjoy it!

“I’d rather slam my tongue in a car door.” Y/n’s words cause Stefan’s eyes to roll as he follows the witch through the somewhat bustling Mystic Falls High School passages. “Come on, I completely forgot I was part of the team and now they need me for their upcoming game.” Stefan tried to reason from behind Y/n as the vampire's eyes focused on him. “I don’t see how that’s my problem. Elena is the one who encouraged you to join.” Y/n argues back, stopping at his locker. 

“You know things are complicated between us.” Y/n’s eyes roll at these words as he opens his locker. “Again, not my problem.” Stefan sighs at Y/n’s words and leans closer to him, pulling Y/n’s focus from his locker to the blonde vampire. “Please, just do this for me. I need you there.” Stefan pleads with a soft gaze at Y/n, causing the witch’s heart to speed up when his eyes connected with Stefan’s. “Fine…” Y/n relented with an annoyed sigh. “... but you owe me.” Y/n emphasised poking Stefan’s chest. “Anything you want.” Stefan smiled in return.

That’s how Y/n was where he is currently: standing on the Mystic Falls High bleachers sandwiched between supporters. Grunts of encouragement and advice spew from the mouths of the spectators as they watch the game progress. Y/n stood with his arms crossed and his eyes trained on Stefan. He noticed how the vampire would every once in a while direct his gaze to where he was on the stands, and each time Stefan saw Y/n smiling back at him.

The game eventually came to an end with Mystic Falls High coming out as the victors. Y/n searched the field of celebrations for Stefan only to come up short. “Hickory pickery, hickory pickery, where did this boy go? Did he go east? Did he go west or where the sun sets? Hickory pickery, hickory pickery.” Y/n’s spell takes effect when he feels the breeze of the evening wind blow in the direction of the locker room. 

“Stefan?” Y/n’s voice echoes throughout the locker room as he enters the empty room, majority of the football players had gone straight to the after-party. “Hey, you.” Stefan steps out from behind a row of lockers, shirtless while the lower half of his football gear still rests on his body. Y/n turns away at the sight of a shirtless Stefan, blushing at the sight of his handsome figure. 

Stefan chuckles softly, approaching Y/n’s back before placing his hands on the witch’s shoulders and turning him around to face him. Y/n felt his breath escape his mouth as he, now, looked up at Stefan while his clothed chest pressed against Stefan’s bare one. “You did so well today…” Stefan mutters softly staring into Y/n’s eyes, while the witch looks back at him with a small smile. “My own personal cheerleader.” Stefan’s arm snakes around Y/n’s waist, pulling him closer, 

“I think I want to cash in my favour right now.” Stefan smirks at Y/n’s words bringing his face closer to his and pressing a kiss on his lips. Y/n felt dazed at the feeling of Stefan’s lips on his, blood drained from his head and coursed through his body. Y/n leaned his body closer to Stefan’s, kissing the vampire back, and resting his hands on Stefan’s bare shoulders.

Stefan’s hands lower to Y/n’s thighs, caressing his ass on the way there before lifting the witch into his arms. The vampire smiles at the sound of Y/n’s small gasp. “Adorable.” Y/n feels Stefan’s breath on his neck before he is suddenly gently slammed against a locker. A moan escapes Y/n’s mouth as he feels Stefan’s lips start kissing down his neck. Stefan’s fangs bite down on Y/n’s neck, enough to darken his skin, while his hands start to undress Y/n. 

“Stefan…” Y/n moans softly letting Stefan remove his shirt, once shirtless he wraps his arms around Stefan’s neck. Stefan’s lips continue to trail down Y/n’s body before he speeds Y/n onto a bench, pushing the witch to lie down on his back. Y/n felt Stefan’s lips sensually kiss down his body while Stefan’s hand gripped at Y/n’s, now hard, cock through his pants. “Someone is excited.” Stefan teased as he unbuttoned and slowly removed Y/n’s pants and underwear at the same time freeing Y/n’s erection.

“Just relax.” Stefan mutters as his warm hand wraps around Y/n’s cock while pressing soft kisses on Y/n’s thighs, Stefan knew he was doing the right thing when he heard Y/n’s soft moans and how the witch would shift in pleasure. Stefan moved his hand up and down Y/n’s member, teasing it a bit, before moving to his balls massaging them for a moment. Y/n’s mouth hung open as his back slightly arched before he saw Stefan’s face move closer to him and kiss him passionately.

“Keep your boots on…” Y/n requested as Stefan stripped his football pants off, leaving him in a jockstrap and boots. “For you, anything.” Stefan smiled at the witch before positioning his clothed hard dick over Y/n’s face while leaning down to take Y/n’s cock in his mouth. “Ah…” Y/n moaned at the sensation of his cock in Stefan’s mouth. He felt Stefan’s saliva coating his cock while the vampire’s tongue swirled around the cock as Stefan’s lips wrapped around the skin of Y/n’s cock jerking it by moving his head up and down. 

Y/n’s fingers worked at pulling down Stefan’s jockstrap, freeing Stefan’s above-average cock from the fabric constraints. Stefan moaned on Y/n’s cock when he felt the witch’s hand slowly jerk his hard member. “Fuck, yes…” Stefan’s mouth popped off the cock in his hands when he felt his cock enter Y/n’s mouth. Y/n had no control over the way Stefan’s cock would move in his mouth. Stefan’s hips slowly thrust back and forth into Y/n’s mouth while Stefan’s fingers tease Y/n’s hole. 

“You’re doing so well, Y/n.” Stefan smiles down at his hand gripping the back of Y/n’s head as he controls the witch’s head sucking his cock. Stefan thrusts his wet finger deeper into Y/n’s hole, the two fingers spread and prep the witch for Stefan’s cock. Y/n could feel the tingly sensation course through his body in response to Stefan’s fingers. “Oh yes…” Stefan’s moan fills Y/n with more confidence as he takes Stefan’s cock deeper in his mouth, his pre-cum drips onto the back of Y/n’s throat.

Y/n’s gaze is focused up at Stefan as his leg is draped over the vampire’s shoulder and his other leg, also, being held by Stefan, exposing the witch’s hole. Stefan’s cock teases Y/n’s entrance before slowly pushing him causing Y/n to arch his back. “That’s it.” Stefan soothes as he pushes his entire cock into Y/n and hovers over him. Y/n’s chest rises and falls as he adjusts to the feeling of Stefan’s cock in him. “You can move…” Y/n’s voice sounds after a moment, prompting Stefan to kiss him before starting to pull his cock back and push it deep into Y/n over and over again.

Y/n’s moans echo throughout the locker room as his knees buckle while he stands with his legs spread apart, leaning on the lockers for support, as Stefan thrusts into him. The sound of skin slapping becomes louder as Stefan continues, his motivation being Y/n’s pleasure, he pushes Y/n closer into the lockers. “How do you feel, Y/n?” Stefan’s voice huskily sounds in Y/n’s ear. 

“So… good.” Y/n shyly moans as he sits on Stefan’s cock, his hole surrounding it. Stefan’s hands grip Y/n’s hips as he allows the witch to move up and down on his cock at his own pace. Stefan moans loudly as he feels Y/n’s hole clench tighter around his cock, while he strokes Y/n’s cock. “Stefan, I’m…” Y/n doesn’t finish his sentence as he feels Stefan’s hard cock press against his spot, causing him to moan loudly.

“Cum for me, Y/n.” Stefan commands as he thrusts his cock into Y/n, occasionally hitting Y/n’s spot. Y/n’s breathing becomes ragged. His moans slip out of his mouth faster as his cum spills out of his throbbing cock staining his chest as well as Stefan’s hand and his chest. “That’s it, Y/n. So good for me.” Stefan’s deep voice leaves Y/n pleased with himself.

Stefan’s thrusts become start speeding up as he fucks Y/n from behind, holding the witch close “Stefan, please…”. Y/n can feel Stefan’s cock start to throb at his encouragement. Y/n feels Stefan press kisses on his neck eventually reaching his mouth and as they kiss Stefan continues to fuck Y/n until he moans deeply and cum rushes out of his cock and fills Y/n’s. “Mmm, a reward for my personal cheerleader,” Stefan sighs as he pulls his cock out of Y/n’s hole. Y//n pants tiredly as he feels Stefan’s warm load fill him up and slowly drip out of his hole, leaking onto his thigh. 

After a shower, Y/n and Stefan walked out of the locker room hand in hand. “Things aren’t complicated between you and Elena, are they?” Y/n questions curiously, considering what just happened. “No, I just wanted you…” Stefan starts, kissing Y/n on the cheek. “And now, I have you.” The vampire smiles down at the witch, pulling Y/n into his arms. “You look so sexy in my jersey.” Stefan whispers to Y/n, as they head to the falls to join the afterparty.

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[generic-wattpad-badboy]

Being a mikaelson and dating Stefan

Nobody saw it coming let be honest

• The relationship shouldn’t work but it does

• At first the relationship was a secret however it didn’t take long before the secret got out

• When Damon find out he lost his shit, he reminds his brother of all the stuff the originals have done to them

• Elena tries to convince Stefan that you’re planning something and he’s just playing him.

• Your family finds the whole thing absolutely hilarious, especially Klaus and kol

• They constantly tease you about it

• Elijah is protective over his family, so when he finds out, he politely reminds Stefan what will happen if he hurts you.

• Rebekah is the only one that really understands it

• Klaus promises you he’ll leave Stefan alone as long as stefan behaves

• You’re the more jealous one in the relationship, especially of Elena and their past relationship together

• Stefan is protective over you even though you can’t die, it doesn’t matter to him.

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[davidlikesguys02]

Vampire Slut

Word count: 1,167

Warnings: 18+, bitting, blood, blowjob, rimming, Cummins in ass, cum swallowing,

M/n: male name

GIF not mine

Kinktober 2022

You walk into the Salvatore boarding house “Damon, where are you?” You close the door behind you and begin to walk upstairs towards Damon’s room, “Damon” you walk into his room but realize that it’s empty “he’s not here” you turn and see Stefan standing behind you. He speeds up to you pushing you on the wall “what are you doing here M/n” he applies pressure on your neck.

You grip the hand that’s holding your neck “you forgot one thing” “and what’s that” “I’m older than you which means I’m stronger than you” you wrap your hands around his neck and snap it. You watch as he falls to the ground, you walk over to Stefan and grab his feet and begin to pull him out of the room.

“You forgot about me love” “Klaus” you feel as he pushes you towards the ground away from Stefan “I'm impressed” you get up and watch as Klaus closes the door to Damon’s room “there’s no escape M/n” you try to rush past him but he grabs you holding your hands begin your back. “What do you want” “let me go” “I can’t, I want to see what makes you so special” “I don’t understand”

You feel as he turns your face to look at him “how old are you M/n” “nice try I’m on vervain, I’ve been alive long enough Klaus” you watch as he smirks. He slowly moves your face so your neck is visible to him, you feel as he slowly moves his fangs over your neck before he slowly sinks them down “ahh” you fell as he pulls away from your neck.

You look at him and see your blood in his mouth, he slowly leans in and the two of you begin to kiss. You pull away from the kiss and hiss in pain as you touch the bite mark on your neck “ow” “here” he bites his arm and brings it up to your mouth “drink” you drink his blood and feel as the bite mark begins to heal.

You turn to watch as Stefan and watch as he gets up from the floor groaning “nicely done M/n” “thanks so why are you guys here” he speeds up towards you and picks you up, he leans in and kisses you. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him closer, he pulls away from the kiss and looks at you “do you want this M/n” you lean in and whisper into his ear “yes”

He sets you down and Klaus comes towards you, he pulls Stefan into a kiss. You begin to undress yourself and fall on your knees in front of them, you begin to play with their growing cocks. You undo their zippers and pull their cocks out, you kiss Stefan’s tip and slowly insert it into your mouth. You begin to tug at Klaus’s cock, you look up at Stefan through teary eyes.

“Come here M/n” Klaus pulls you off Stefan’s cock and begins to insert his cock into your mouth, he holds your head and begins to thrust into your mouth “fuck love” you moan around his cock loving how he was abusing your mouth with his cock. He finally lets go of your head and you remove his cock from your mouth, you look up at him “fuck me” he picks you up and throws you on Damon’s bed.

You turn your ass towards him and watch as he falls on his knees and begins to lick your hole “Klaus” you grip the bed sheets “Stefan” he walks over to you “want you to use my mouth” he gets on the bed and you open your mouth for him, slowly he inserts his cock into your mouth. “Mhm M/n” you feel as Klaus removes his tongue from your hole and aligns his cock.

Slowly he sinks all the way in, you feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as he hits your prostate with his cock. You feel as he begins to thrust into your hole “mhm so tight, you like that mouth ripper?” You look up at Stefan and watch as he nods. You remove Stefan’s cock from your mouth and turn your attention to his egg shaped balls.

You begin to suck them “that’s new” “you like it?” “Yea” you feel as Klaus’s thrust begins to get animalistic ”ahhh” Klaus” he delivers a few final thrust before finally delivering his hybrid seed deep inside of you “mhm” you feel as he leans down and sucks in your neck making sure not to bite you. You feel as he removes his cock from your hole, he falls to his knees and begins to clean your hole clean.

“Just like that Klaus” you feel as the knot in your stomach begins to tighten but before it could snap Klaus pulls away making you whine, “your turn ripper” your watch as Stefan gets up and walks behind you. He inserts his cock in one thrust “shit you’re so warm M/n” you push your ass on his cock loving how he was filling you up.

He begins to thrust into you hitting your prostate dead on, you begin to let out small moans “Klaus shut this slut up” Klaus lays in the bed and swings his semi hard cock in front of your face “come here” he takes your face in his hands and begins to fuck your mouth. You take one of your hands and turn your attention to your aching cock, you feel as the knot in your stomach is about to snap at any moment.

After a few more tugs you finally cum into your hand, moaning around Klaus’s cock. “Shit your getting tight around me M/n” Klaus delivers one final thrust into your mouth as he cums deep in your throat, you do your best to swallow his warm chin loving how he tasted. Stefan keeps thrusting into you loving how you were milking his cock “fuck” he grips your hips pulling you towards his cock.

You feel as his warm curl begins to invade your insides, Klaus removes his cock from your mouth smirking at you “you did so good love” “thanks” Stefan removes his cock from your hole and walks towards the bathroom. He comes back with a towel and begins to clean you loose hole “fuck that’s so hot” he leans down and bites your ass cheek making sure to leave a mark.

You walk towards Klaus and lay next to him, Stefan joins you “you guys know that we are in Damon’s bed right” “we know” “plus my brother probably want to fuck you too” “really?” “Yea, I mean who doesn’t you're just so perfect” you feel as your face begins to get hot “thanks, but I don’t think I’m perfect” “your perfect in our eyes right Klaus?” “Stefan’s right love, know I know why he’s so smitten by you”

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[bscript22]

Can you do some Stefan smut? Sub Male reader pls. Maybe something about grinding.

Sit On My Lap

Stefan x Sub Male Reader

Stefan and you share a moment during a Founder's Day event, and Stefan can't stop thinking about it.

Warnings: Swearing, smut, unprotected sex, grinding, thigh-riding

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“Why does this exist anyways?” you asked, looking at the packed Lockwood Mansion. “Didn’t we already establish that people lived here before the founding families?”

“It’s about tradition,” Stefan said. 

“Tradition is not worth enduring a night of torture.”

“It may be torture, but we have to go.”

“No, Mr. Salvatore. You have to go. I’m not a founding family, so I can go home,” you said to him, chuckling. 

Stefan grabbed your arm and dragged you into the mansion. “If I have to go, you do.”

“I hate you,” you said. 

“Hate me all you want, you still have to come with me.”

“Excuse me, everyone,” Mrs. Lockwood said, hitting her glass with a fork. “Please make your way to the garden for the Founder’s Day presentation.”

“Yay,” you said flatly. 

“Get in the spirit of it,” Stefan said, chuckling. 

“The spirit of what? History?” you asked, grabbing a glass of champagne. 

You and Stefan pushed through the crowd towards the round tables facing a small stage. Everyone filed in quickly, finding seats as if they were assigned. Soon, every table was filled. 

“Sit down, Y/N,” Stefan said. 

“There are no more seats,” you replied, gesturing the six chairs filled with your friends. 

“Then pull one over.”

“There aren’t any more chairs. Let me sit on your lap.”

“No way,” Stefan said. “Just kneel on the ground.”

“I’m wearing a tux. I will not sit on the dirt in it. Just let me sit on your lap.” Stefan didn’t budge. “Please. I don’t want to be the only one standing.” You heard Mrs. Lockwood get up on the stage. 

“Fine,” Stefan said. 

“Thank you so much. You’re the best,” you said, sitting on his lap.”

“Did I miss the wedding?” Damon asked, chuckling. 

“Shut up, Damon.” You leaned over to lightly hit him on the arm, but you heard Stefan make a noise. “You okay?” you asked him. Stefan’s face reddened. 

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

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After a long night of speeches and history, Founder’s Day was finally over. Stefan unlocked the door to the Boarding House, and you followed him inside.

“Well that was boring,” he announced. “Want a drink?” He grabbed two glasses from the cabinet.

“I need to get out of this tux first,” you replied. Stefan laughed, undoing his tie and the top button of his shirt. You turned and started walking up the stairs.

“Wait,” Stefan called out tentatively. You moved to face him.

“You look pretty good in that tux,” Stefan said, slyly smiling.

“Uh, thanks?” you responded, then turned back toward his room. Stefan speeded over and grabbed your arm.

“What?” you asked, confused. Stefan paused, took a swig of the bourbon, then gave a sultry smile. “What? Am I missing something?”

Stefan set down his glass. He reached for the buttons on the vest of your tux; the jacket was already undone. As Stefan slowly opened the vest, you thought about how you should be stopping him, but you didn’t. You realized it was because you didn’t want to stop Stefan, and then it occurred to you that maybe you shouldn’t stop him.

“I had fun today,” Stefan said softly as he stripped you of your jacket and vest, letting them fall to the floor. “It was boring as hell, but I got to spend the whole day with you.” Stefan was whispering now. You could feel his breath on your neck and ear. Stefan removed your bowtie and began to unbutton your dress shirt. 

You didn’t know what to say or do so you just stood there and let Stefan undress the top half of your body.

“How much did you drink at the party?” you finally asked, trying to make sense of Stefan’s behavior.

“Not that much.” He placed his hands on your bare shoulders, then stroked slowly down your arms. Your mouth went dry.

“Why is this happening?” you asked, part of you not wanting to puzzle it out, just wanting to melt into the thrill of it and work out the logic later.

“Do you not want it?” Stefan asked, sounding as though he knew that you did, in fact, want it. And of course, you wanted it. You’d been crushing over Stefan for years, and now was your chance. 

“I want it,” you admitted, “I’m just confused.”

Stefan shrugged. “I don’t know, I’ve, you know, thought about it before, for a while now, and I guess these things can only be put off for so long.”

He picked up your hand and licked the inner wrist, then pressed his lips to it. You let out a soft whine, and Stefan gave a lusty smile.

“Why tonight?” you asked, too much of you still needing to understand what was happening before it went too far. “If you’ve thought about it before, what made you finally decide to, you know, actually do…it” you trailed off, not ready to say aloud what might be about to happen.

“When you sat on my lap,” Stefan replied with a grin. He walked to the couch, then hurried to shed his own clothes. You instinctively averted his gaze.

“You can look,” Stefan encouraged him. After a moment’s hesitation, you did. Stefan’s naked body was something he had seen before, but he had never looked at Stefan’s body the way he looked at it now. You’d never allowed yourself to appreciate it. You had never thought that was appropriate - but now, here Stefan was posing, displaying himself, and you allowed your eyes to examine every inch of him.

“You like it?” Stefan asked with a little smirk.

You didn’t say anything, just continued to stare. Stefan was muscular, but not too muscular. His cock was impressively large even though it was soft.

“Say it,” Stefan instructed. “Say you like it.”

“Yeah,” you murmured.

“No, say it. Say, ‘I like it.’”

It was embarrassing, and you didn’t want to say it, but at the same time you wanted more than anything to say it. You realized that you had wanted this for a long time too, but you hadn’t let yourself see the truth. You had repressed what he thought was wrong.

But with every passing moment, it was seeming less wrong.

“I like it,” you spoke.

“Yeah,” Stefan replied, his deep desire evident, “you want me to fuck you?”

You blinked at him. You were shocked to find that it sounded incredibly appealing to you. “Yes,” you exhaled. “But I

“It’s okay,” Stefan told you. He vamp-speeded up the stairs and returned a second later with a bottle of lube. He sat down in the chair, then brought his hand to his cock and began to rub it. you stared, mouth open, unable to look away from the sight. “Now take off your pants.”

You hesitated. “Do we really want to do this here? Anyone could walk in. Your bedroom would be more private.”

“It adds to the thrill. Caroline could walk in at any moment to see you bent over the couch, showing yourself off to me. Elena could come in to see you with my cock stuffed down your throat. You’ll moan so loud that every vampire in Mystic Falls will be able to hear what a slut you are for my cock.”

Your dick twitched. You didn’t think Stefan could ever act like this. You immediately stripped off the rest of your clothes. You saw Stefan’s gaze fall to your crotch and felt shy. Your instincts told you to cover yourself up, but you didn’t; though you felt vulnerable, you wanted Stefan to see you.

“Now spin around for me,” Stefan told you after a few moments. You did, feeling increasingly docile.

“Nice,” he complimented. You felt a thrill and smiled.

“You too.”

Stefan grinned. “Now get over here and bend over my lap so I can prepare you.”

You walked over, paused, then bent your head and kissed Stefan’s lips. Stefan made an eager sound, grabbed your head, and kissed you back fiercely. You yielded to his every motion, letting Stefan control the kiss entirely. Stefan felt powerful as he explored your mouth thoroughly. Your tongue chased after his, caressing it with light pressure. You slid a hand onto the back of Stefan’s neck and stroked the skin.

Finally, Stefan pulled away. “Bend over my lap,” he said again. you did, your ass feeling profoundly exposed, your cock pressing to Stefan’s thigh. You felt Stefan caress along your back and over the curve of your ass. Stefan’s hand was warm.

Then you heard the bottle of lube being opened, followed by the wet sound of Stefan slicking his fingers. Stefan’s other hand held one cheek to the side, and You was very aware that his hole was displayed. You felt helpless, and it was frightening, but you liked it. Stefan’s lubed finger made contact, grazing lightly over your entrance, and you gasped.

“You okay?”

“Fuck yes, keep going.”

Stefan’s finger began to trace along the puckered rim of your hole. The sensation sent a new kind of thrill throughout your body. Stefan circled the rim over and over until it seemed like it had been ages and ages, and you started to long for penetration. You bucked your hips eagerly. 

Stefan chuckled. “Inside?”

“Yeah, yes,” you moaned.

You felt the tip of Stefan’s finger rest against your entrance. Slowly, Stefan worked it inside, knuckle by knuckle until it was all the way in. You breathed heavily and squirmed around it, enjoying the decadent sensation. Stefan withdrew his finger, and you missed it immediately, but soon it penetrated you again, and again, and again. After a time, Stefan added a second finger, and you moaned loudly.

“You okay?” Stefan asked.

“Yes, fuck, so good.”

Stefan slid his two fingers in and out, parting them slightly inside and stretching your hole. Then Stefan curled his fingers, and you felt so good that, for a moment, you thought you had forgotten how to breathe.

“Fuck, Stefan, oh god.”

Stefan chuckled as he massaged the sensitive spot with his fingertips. You groaned, the sound low and long.

“Tell me how good it feels”

“Fuck, oh god,” you said again.

“No. Say it feels good, tell me how it feels.” He quickened the motion of his fingers, rubbing in speedy circles.

“So good, it feels so fucking good, Stefan. Don’t stop” you cried out.

“That’s it, good,” Stefan praised. He pushed his fingers fully inside you, then quickly whipped them out, causing you to let out a pornographic moan. “Ready for my cock?” he asked.

“Yes,” you answered with breathy enthusiasm as you stood up, your knees a little bit shaky. You saw that Stefan’s cock was hard and marvelous. You fell to your knees without thinking. You wrapped his hand around the base and tried to lower your mouth onto it as best you could.

“Oh fuck,” Stefan groaned, laying a hand on your hair. You stuffed as much of his cock into your mouth as you could and started bobbing your head. “Good, yeah, fuck yeah,” Stefan encouraged.

You let out a muffled moan at the approval. You strained to relax your gag reflex and pushed your head further down, managing to take more, but not all, of Stefan’s cock into your mouth. Stefan swore as you raised and lowered your head for many long moments. When you finally felt the need for breath, you took his mouth off and admired Stefan’s cock, slick with your spit. You looked up at Stefan.

“Such a good boy for me,” he said, running his thumb down your cheek and lips. You took it into your mouth and sucked. “Fuckkk.”

You returned to his cock, running your tongue up and down the shaft and over the head. You enjoyed the feeling of his veins against your tongue. You also enjoyed the feeling of giving Stefan pleasure, but ultimately your longing to be fucked made you stop. 

“Good, now sit on my lap,” Stefan instructed. “Sit on my lap like you did at the party today.”

You turned around, facing Stefan, then sat down on his lap. Stefan grunted and grabbed your hips, then wiggled your pelvis side to side until his cock slipped between the cheeks of your ass. The shaft rubbed along your crack and against your hole. You began to rock your hips. Stefan thrust against the outside for too long, and you started to feel mad with need.

“Put it in, fuck me, please Stefan, I need it,” you cried out.

“I thought about you sitting on my lap all night,” Stefan moaned, “I thought about you sitting on my lap, what your ass felt like against my crotch. I thought about it that whole time we were at the party. Fuck, Y/N, it was all I could think about.”

“Fuck me,” you whimpered.

“Say please.”

“Please,” you begged without hesitation.

“Good,” Stefan said approvingly, then reached between your bodies to line the head of his cock up with your hole. You raised your hips slightly to give Stefan better access. Stefan rested the slippery tip against your entrance for a long, still moment, then pushed it just past the threshold.

“Oh, god,” you breathed. “Yes, yes, more,” you chanted, hoping that Stefan would push in more. You needed more than just the tip, you craved it, you wanted Stefan to fill you up. But Stefan didn’t move.

“Sit on it,” he commanded.

You rested your hands on the back of the couch and began to lower yourself onto the remainder of Stefan's length. You controlled the speed of entry this way, and as you took Stefan’s cock into yourself and felt how wide it was, you were glad for the control. You both breathed heavily as you sat gradually onto Stefan’s cock. Stefan rested a hand on your hip, and it felt soothing.

“Oh fuck,” you groaned when it was finally all the way in. You felt the muscles inside your ass clench around Stefan’s hardness, and Stefan grunted and squeezed your hip.

“Good?” Stefan asked softly into his ear.

“So fucking good,” you answered, relishing the sensation of being fully penetrated and exquisitely stretched. Stefan brought his other hand to your free hip and gripped them both.

“Now ride me like this,” he nearly growled and began to lift your hips slightly, pulling you off of his erection. You disliked the feeling of its absence and hurried to slam down on it again. “Yeah, yeah, good,” Stefan praised. “Up and down, so good, like this, like this.” He guided your pelvis upward again, and you let yourself be moved. Stefan pushed you back down onto his hardness, then pulled you up once again. He proceeded to move your body up and down, up and down, bouncing you on and off of his cock as you panted.

“Go on, ride me,” Stefan instructed. “Fuck yourself with my cock.” He let go of your hips. You took over control, feeling remarkably eager to please Stefan. You drove yourself on and off, sitting fully onto it with each downward movement. You urgently shifted your position until you could feel the head of Stefan’s cock against your prostate.

“Fuck,” you yelled when you found just the right angle, and each entry after that, Stefan’s cock rubbed against your most sensitive spot. The sensations were making your cock so hard it ached to be touched.

“Good, so good,” Stefan moaned, grabbing onto your thighs. “You feel so fucking good,” he spoke directly into your ear, his tone definite. “You’re doing such a good job fucking yourself on my cock.”

The compliment made you close his eyes and moan loudly. You savored Stefan’s words. You opened your eyes again, moving your arms from the back of the couch to Stefan’s shoulders. Stefan pulled you down and united your lips for a soft moment. Then he gripped your hips firmly, digging in his nails a little, and began to thrust up into you. You cried out with pleasure, happy to let Stefan take back control, happy to submit to him.

“Feel good?” Stefan asked, tone thick with arousal and breath short.

You moaned. It felt so good that you couldn’t find the words. Stefan’s cock pounding up into you was a thrilling, beautiful sensation.

“Stefan,” you spoke finally. “Good, it’s so good. Will you jerk me? I need it, fuck.”

“Say please.”

“Please.”

“Fuck yeah,” Stefan replied with satisfaction, then wrapped his fingers around your cock. You felt like your cock had spent ages longing desperately for Stefan’s touch. At the moment of contact, you exhaled heavily with relief, and your pelvis jerked involuntarily. The sharp movement caused your hole to slam back against Stefan’s pelvis, meeting his current thrust and driving his cock even deeper inside. Stefan groaned and fucked you harder, slamming up into you, pounding your hole with wildness. His hand pumped your cock, fast and firm, and in no time at all, you were ready to release. Stefan ran his thumb over the tip and let out a low moan; you knew he had felt the leaking pre-cum.

“You want to cum?” Stefan asked.

“Yes,” you yelled. A part of you didn’t want it to be over because you didn’t know if this was a one-time thing, but a much bigger part of you - a part of you that refused to be denied - needed to climax and, perhaps even more desperately, needed to make Stefan cum. You needed to make Stefan cum from the pleasure of being with you, of being inside you.

“You go first,” Stefan directed, then squeezed your cock a little and jerked you even faster. You felt your heart pounding and noticed you were making a soft, eager whine. You felt your head spinning as the pleasure began to overwhelm you, and, as your cock throbbed, you felt the muscles inside your ass tensing and releasing hungrily around Stefan’s cock. You shuddered and, without thinking about it, called out Stefan’s name as you shot cum on Stefan’s chest and stomach. You could barely process how good your orgasm had been, and you ached to make Stefan feel the same way.

“Cum in me. Cum in me. Fill me up, Stef. Please. I need it so bad,” you chanted. Stefan gave a low grunt as he moved both hands back to your hips. Stefan held your pelvis immobile and gave a final thrust. You cried out when you felt Stefan’s shaft pulse inside you as he released.

It wasn’t awkward afterward like you feared it would be. Neither of you said anything. Stefan pulled out of you, and you fell onto his chest, relishing the sound of Stefan’s heavy breathing and the feeling of his chest rising and falling. 

“Thank you, Y/N,” he finally said, kissing you. 

You heard the familiar sound of vampire speed, and Damon appeared. You shrieked and grabbed a blanket to cover you and Stefan. 

“Damon!” you yelled, glaring at him. 

“Jesus. The living room? Really? It’s a shared space!” he said, holding his hand over his eyes. 

“I’m sorry, where did you kill Vicki Donovan after you had that weird vampire sex thing?” Stefan asked. 

“I did not sleep with her. I just turned her.”

“Point still stands,” Stefan said, grabbing his pants and boxers. 

“No more sex in the living room!” Damon commanded, walking into the kitchen. 

“Sex in the bedroom?” you asked, once he was gone. 

“Lead the way,” Stefan said. 

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[latinovillain]

[cece693]

You Call That Love? (Damon Salvatore x Male Reader)

Because I don't see many Damon Salvatore x male reader posts, I decided to write one myself. You can't convince me that Damon hasn't had male lovers before.

Summary: Elena tries to get with Damon but soon realizes he has moved on—with m/n of all people.

Their lips moved in a frenzied dance, hands tearing at each other's clothes in a passionate embrace when the gasp of a familiar, bothersome human interrupted their intense makeout session. Looking up at Elena with an annoyed expression, m/n rolled his eyes before sitting upright, allowing Damon to hastily put his shirt back on. It wasn't for Elena's sake, because, frankly, he couldn't care less about her feelings, but M/n was a fiercely jealous man. He wouldn't give Elena even a glimpse of what was solely his. 

"Why?" she whispered pathetically, her brown eyes tearing up while looking at Damon as if he had just killed her parents. "I thought we had something—"

Unable to contain his laughter, m/n released a hearty chuckle. "Why, Miss Elena?" he mocked "I distinctly remember you bragging about your relationship with Stefan not even a week ago. What happened? Trouble in paradise?" Feeling Damon's arms wrap around his middle, m/n cuddled against Damon's front, allowing the vampire to take what he needed.

M/n wasn't naive to the fact that Damon still harbored some feelings for Elena, although the nature of said feelings had changed. So, just for him, m/n would step back and allow things to run their course.

"You don't know anything," Elena hissed, her eyes narrowing at m/n with utter hatred. Ever since he stepped foot into Mystic Falls, her life changed for the worse: Bonnie and Caroline finally stood their ground and told Elena they didn't want to be involved in her problems. Recently, Stefan and she broke up; Stefan, noticing the eerie similarities between Katherine and Elena as of late, decided to break the cycle and began dating Caroline. But, worst of all, when Elena finally (or rather knew she had no other option) admitted she loved Damon, the vampire disregarded her confession, telling her he'd moved on—with m/n of all people.

"Elena," Damon's stern tone caused the girl to break eye contact and look expectantly at the vampire. A part of her still hoped Damon would realize the mistake he was making, but as the vampire continued talking, hope vanished. "I don't love you. M/n made me realize that what we had was toxic and borderline obsessive. Being with Stefan, then me, Matt—that isn't love."

"Don't try to tell me how I feel," Elena exclaimed. "I'm sorry it took me such a long time to realize my feelings, but you can't tell me what I feel for you isn't valid." Feeling bold, Elena stepped forward, about to touch Damon and reel him back into her web of manipulation, when m/n had enough and pinned the human to the wall, his hand on her throat. Uncaring if she could breathe, m/n felt this was sufficient punishment for Elena, thinking she could touch what was his. 

Elena gasped for breath as m/n's grip tightened, her eyes widening with fear. M/n's voice sliced through the air like a blade, each word carrying the weight of resentment.

"You thought you could have it all, didn't you?" he sneered, his cold e/c eyes piercing into hers. "Stefan, Damon, and whoever else caught your fleeting attention. You don't care about anyone other than yourself. Where was this love when Damon was begging you to choose him? Your exact words were nobody could love a monster like you. And now you want to rewrite history? He's with me now, and I suggest you come to terms with that."

With a final, disdainful glance, m/n released his grip on Elena's throat. "You're twisting everything!" she exclaimed after regaining composure, her voice strained. "You don't know the whole story. What Damon and I have is real."

As Elena struggled to defend herself, Damon's expression shifted with each word she uttered. At first, her claim to have loved him drew a flicker of skepticism in his eyes. However, as she delved into the reasons for denying his love, a mix of hurt and anger played across his features. "I loved him, but he was too caught up in his own darkness to see it."

Damon's jaw tightened, and his eyes flashed with a wounded expression. It was as if her words had scraped at an old wound, reawakening the pain of rejection. "People change, m/n. Damon could have changed for me." The pair of vampires now stared in disbelief. How had Elena managed to turn herself into a victim in this situation?

"Change? Is that what you call it?" Damon's retort cut through the air like a cold gust of wind, his voice edged with bitterness. His eyes, once clouded with hurt, now blazed with a fiery resolve. "You left, Elena. You chose someone else. You choose Stefan." M/n, standing beside Damon, could sense the raw emotion emanating from the vampire, a poignant mixture of anger and hurt.

"M/n accepted me for who I am," Damon continued, his voice steady and absolute. "He didn't demand that I change, mold myself into someone more palatable to fit your version of love. You can't rewrite history just because you don't like the ending."  

Frustration etched across Elena's face. "Fine, have it your way," she spat, casting one last resentful glance at Damon and m/n before storming out of the house, the door slamming shut behind her. Even as the sound of Elena's car drew farther away from the boarding house, Damon's eyes lingered on the closed door. 

M/n turned to Damon, his gaze softening as he assessed his lover beside him. "You okay?" he asked, his voice gentle yet filled with genuine concern.

Damon's eyes, focused on the closed door, shifted to m/n. The heaviness that lingered in his eyes was replaced by an unspoken acceptance that this chapter of his life had closed. "Yeah," he replied, "Thanks for handling that."

M/n nodded, his expression conveying understanding. "You know I've got your back, always." Damon's eyes softened, a subtle warmth replacing the tension that had gripped him moments before. He didn't need grand gestures or elaborate confessions; the simplicity of m/n's words told him everything he needed to know.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

#male reader #x male reader #the vampire diaries #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #tvd #elena gilbert #fanfic #caroline forbes #bonnie bennett #matt donovan #the salvatore brothers #katherine pierce #vampires #damon salvatore x male reader #male reader insert

[froottalks]

Unexpected Connection - Elena Gilbert x reader

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The quaint town of Mystic Falls held more secrets than anyone could fathom. You found yourself drawn there, not knowing why, until fate brought you face-to-face with Elena Gilbert. The moment your eyes met, a spark of recognition passed between you, as if destiny had orchestrated this meeting.

Elena welcomed you into her circle of friends, introducing you to the enigmatic Salvatore brothers, Stefan and Damon. As days turned into nights, you felt a magnetic pull towards Elena. There was an unspoken connection, something deeper than friendship, though you couldn't decipher it.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, you and Elena found yourselves on the Gilbert porch, gazing at the stars. The air was charged with the kind of tension that precedes life-altering moments.

"Elena," you began hesitantly, "there's something about this place… about you. It's like I've known you forever, even though we've only just met."

Elena's gaze turned intense, searching your eyes for answers. "I feel it too," she admitted. "It's as if our paths were meant to cross."

The truth hung unspoken between you: the mystical currents of Mystic Falls had bound you together in a way that defied logic.

As weeks passed, you and Elena's connection deepened. You spent your days researching the town's history, stumbling upon ancient texts that hinted at a prophecy involving a stranger who would bring both salvation and danger to Mystic Falls.

One evening, Stefan revealed that a powerful vampire coven had caught wind of the prophecy and believed you were the key to unlocking it. Danger loomed, threatening not only the town but also the fragile bond you'd formed with Elena.

Facing the unknown, you and Elena stood side by side. You trained with the Salvatores, honing your skills in preparation for the inevitable confrontation. Amidst the chaos and fear, your feelings for Elena grew stronger. She was your anchor, your solace in the storm.

In the midst of battle, as you fought alongside Elena against the vampire coven, her strength and determination ignited a fire within you. When the dust settled, and the danger was vanquished, Elena turned to you, her eyes filled with a mix of relief and something more.

With the moon hanging in the sky, its gentle light casting a glow over Mystic Falls, Elena stepped closer to you. "I can't deny it anymore," she whispered, her voice soft but resolute. "I've fallen for you, in ways I can't explain."

Your heart raced as you looked into her eyes, seeing your own feelings reflected back. "Elena," you confessed, "from the moment I met you, I felt a connection that defied reason. I'm in love with you."

In that vulnerable moment, surrounded by the remnants of battle, you sealed your confession with a kiss—a promise of all the unspoken words, shared experiences, and emotions that had grown between you.

As the town of Mystic Falls began to heal from the wounds of the supernatural conflict, you and Elena continued to fall deeper for each other. The bond that fate had woven between you proved unbreakable, and together, you faced the unknown with unwavering courage, knowing that whatever the future held, you would face it together.

THE END

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[diorncoke]

Your my little sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey⋆˙𖤓⟡˙⋆ (1/2)

🫧⋆｡°✩ summary: in the moments of being under the influence of a man who averaged out the death rate of an entire state, Stefan is tangled in finding a comfortable home for a sweet girl who has the status he hadn’t heard about in centuries.

authors note: goddess, i had a fanfic about this years ago, and i didn’t go anywhere with it. so here is that tiny space in my brain that wanted to post this :) — word count: 7.8k

🌞 characters: the vampire diaries \ college au! , jeremy gilbert , / x black! fem! little! reader .☀︎ ݁ ˖

🌞 content warning(s): no set plot line, some use of y/n, talks of anxiety attacks, reader is a wolf pup, stefan & damon being big brothers, baby babbles, ¡male lactation!, use of rattles (i want one so bad), fluff, mentions of weapons, bottles, nesting, swearing, protective tatted jeremy, littles are knowledgeable, cliche asf ;) — third person pov!

🌞 before reading: her outfit, pjs & bottle , https://pin.it/2eS7TCc , https://pin.it/5VSFrm0 https://pin.it/4DQNyfF

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ The sun reached its peak before completely shining on the state of Michigan, New Orleans, specifically in the small town area of an infamous bar owned by the well-known witch in the area. Gloria is a flamboyant soothsayer, and many would describe her as charmingly intelligent with looks that have the appearance of only being forty years old. Though she wasn't anywhere near, she was more than a hundred years old, though she was not immortal.

She held the tasks of the spirits coursing through her fingers that allowed her to create many mixtures to slow down the aging she would have been subjected to. The world she accepted was due to her knowledge of mystical objects and the magical arts she knew best.

In the area, the day was ending, while for Gloria, it was just the beginning of a long day of watching the town folk drink themselves silly at barely noon. She began by noting out the invention from last night and checking for any fruit flies that tried to find homes in her classic liquor bottles. With her wooden clipboard, she walked around the remaining spaces behind the bar running her own rancid on the boxes. Considering it to be finalized, she threw the clipboard inside a drawer before pulling out a wine glass before she eventually poured herself a small glass of Chardonnay.

She held the tasks of the spirits coursing through her fingers that allowed her to create many mixtures to slow down the aging she would have been subjected to. The world she accepted was due to her knowledge of mystical objects and the magical arts she knew best.

The witch felt the vibrant flavour of the white wine flourish against her dry thirst perfectly. She could age the wine with access to the best wineries in the area; who would care for this damned bar like her if she wasn’t alive. With a deep breath, she gathered the bottle and glass to its rightful place, still tasting the sweet tangle in her mouth before she took it upon herself to unlock the doors without having to walk over.

She began to walk against the bar edge before she heard the bell on the top of the door ring announcing its presence to the owner. Her back faced the bar top, placing tiny red straws into cups. It had only been a few minutes of opening before she felt folks pouring in; her bar was a classic spot with plenty of folks from over a hundred years ago still coming in and out. The perks of knowing a witch in the area to keep her young, she couldn’t imagine the looks of her ancestors as they watched her as closely helping wolves and a select few humans.

She smiled to herself, thinking of her past family before she took it upon herself to drown herself in an ageless potion to pause her aging, though she knew it would catch up to her eventually. Thinking so profoundly, the hairs on the back of her neck formed a light chilling breeze feeling the presence of something beyond human. Gloria was adept at reading people and the energy they gave off into the world; she had to. Bad energy minimizes the effect on the corners of the bar she saged with.

“What brings you here? You brought a friend, I see.” She announced her knowledge to the being before she could even turn around to face him. She plopped her hand around the cups of straws to place them behind her to the top above the seating arrangements for customers.

Gloria looked up towards the infamous Klaus Mikaelson in all his glory; she didn’t have to try and give off confidence as she held the powers of her ancestors. With one flick of her wrist, he would be forced out of her bubble alongside his friend without a second thought. She took in his body language, the glint of desperation in his eyes, looking behind to the clear picture of him and the former man she had known as Stefan Salvatore. A ruthless man who forced a man to drink his wife’s blood while they laughed, though from the look of him. He looked dazed and under Klaus’ compulsion. A clear abuse of power right in front of her. The damned wolf needed something from her, witches were always pulled into vampire drama.

Before she could ask what the infamous Klaus needed. He beat her to it.

“I need help locating a certain necklace. That my dear sister lost.” The sister in question scoffed from the front door of the bench she crossed her legs against. Gloria crossed her arms, hearing the beginning banter of the sibling just like they did in the 20s. She flared her eyebrows towards the hybrid, reminding him that he genuinely wanted something from her; he would need to be serious with her. If not, get the fuck out of her bar and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

“Hmm. Give me your hand, sweetheart.” Gloria raised her hand, awaiting the vampire to do so. The sooner she did this, the quicker she could get them out and away from her upstairs home. She grasped the soft blonde’s bloodied hand into her own, instantly feeling the dark shadows of the vampire's mind. Her first heartbreak being of a father’s betrayal, brushing his children as though they were nothing. That said, she was only here on behalf of her brother and the undying love she mindlessly had for Stefan. With a deep breath, she placed herself into the powers the necklace had for itself, scouring into the universe, looking for its source before her search stopped. She had placed the energy perfectly in a matter of time.

“There’s a girl with her friends.” However, she got more than she liked to lead. The perfect carbon copy of the woman known back then as Katerina Petrova wearing the original witches necklace dangling between her chest as her friends watched her stir a pot of chilli. The atmosphere surrounding the doppelgänger when dark as she placed herself in her energy bubble, burning the girl's flesh harshly before her ancestors pushed her out of the vision. She opened her eyes, feeling goosebumps erupting between their hands across the til of the bar.

“Yes, a dead girl with dead friends if I don’t get my necklace,” Rebekah spoke out, still feeling Gloria's hand intertwined with her own. Before the witch let go of her, standing further back from the trio of vampires. The feeling she received was not something she was used to when it came to doing spells. It was dark; even though she fused into old voodoo, this was something she wouldn’t allow herself to tap into. Regardless of what the damned wanted her to do, she needed a plan. It wasn’t only her that needed protecting.

“That’s all I got. Just images. I need more time.” Gloria truly believed she had the upper hand in giving the vampires what they wanted. She needed time, so she pursued Stefan to understand why she did what she did. In hopes, he would take in the reader who lay sleeping in the connected house without a care in the world. Continuing the notion of confidence placed her hand on the same glass she had only placed underneath the bar top. She pushed the glass of wine in between her lips and drank. Though it did nothing to tolerate her nerves, it tasted good. From the glasses eye, she watched Klaus debate giving her what she wanted before Stefan took it upon himself to take the attention away from the witch.

“Hey, you know, why don’t we just come back later? I’m hungry. I’ll let you pick who we eat.” Stefan filled the void with an enthusiastic voice while walking to the front door. Knowing the siblings weren’t looking, he scrunched his eyebrows towards the drinking witch, understanding without much words from the way her heart was beating. Stefan couldn’t help but want to know more, regardless of the circumstances of his humanity that was destroyed like a light switch. When he looked at the witch, it reminded him of Elena, the desperate look behind her chocolate brown eyes that wanted nothing more than to embrace in her soft hug. Stefan knew it wouldn’t be the same after turning the one thing that brought everything back on, but this was the first step. He wouldn’t be the man he was being compelled by.

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ It was effortless to make the Mikaelsons believe Stefan had betrayed the bonded trust of what Klaus mistook as a friendship. He forgot the truth of their connection is a clear abuse of power in the twenties and used his vampirism to create fantasies that fuelled his instincts he knew deep down were of his true nature. Although it made Gloria sick to her stomach, the feeling that he could rip her throat out in the second of vulnerability. She still took the correct herbs and mashed them grinding bowl speaking to the ancestors above with nothing but salted intentions in her words.

She created a sinister scenario that led the siblings in thinking the vampire had fled to find refuge in an unfamiliar place they would seek for enough time too distracted by petty things to realize Stefan was in the outs of Michigan. A lengthy time before her dear one would be blessed in sanctuary from the darkness of that damned hybrid. Though here she was in front of the door that reminded her of what could change the rest of her life and sharing that with a vampire was something she never expected. When she first met the reader she had all intentions of harming her as she wasn’t welcomed in a place she sacrificed everything for.

All the ageless nights to be disrupted by a broken window and shattered glass she refused to let the reader allow to seep her bare feet into. She had no shoes. Gloria took a deep breath and reminded herself of the severity of the current situation.

“Stefan, do you understand that in these circumstances, I will kill you with my bare hands if she is not taken to safety? Right?” Gloria has no room for doubt or frolicking regarding the very thing behind this door. The witch was not one to keep the reader so hidden for a long duration; it was perfect, though; she had a late night practicing her shifting abilities. The memory caught her in a frenzy of smiles before the witch remembered to unlock the multiple locks on the flowery door across the stairs to the bar.

“Of course. I remember you. I’m sure you’ll do much worse. I want to understand why you have chosen me?” Stefan asked hesitantly, leaning next to the door and awaiting the dreaded conversation between them. The vampire watched her fumble with the keys to each lock before beginning the discussion. He blinked softly, crossing his arms against his chest.

“You can be good for her. Or I trust you will find someone who is. My aging remedies can’t stop the aging from catching up to me much longer. I’m getting too old to take care of her.” Anyone in the listening distance could hear the pain straining in her voice, thinking of leaving this world before she could help her little one find herself again and have the ability to be small. Gloria placed the multiple keys into the loop of her denim jeans, giving Stefan one last look over. She wanted her words to linger in his senses; this was impotent to her and her ancestors. She would not give them the impression of disappointment.

The supernatural entities heard the locks click into the ears before Gloria pushed the door open lightly, not wanting to scare the little one behind it if she had still been sleeping.

Stefan stopped in his tracks and recalled a developing scent of wolf pups that was still undergoing growth before he could get a glimpse of them. It wafted into his sensitive nostrils before he took a deep breath taking in the sweet flowery scent wanting to keep it under his nose for the rest of his immortal life. It was divine and filled with life, something he couldn’t quite comprehend behind what he surrounded himself.

Gloria looked behind her, taking in the vampire's reaction to her little one. She smiled before clicking the light switch that only turned on the fairy lights across the walls, as the pup was quite sensitive to light fixtures that beamed into her eyes. The colourful area of strawberry shortcake decor covered the entirety of the room she could barely remember the colour of the walls or floor presences to her.

The witch took a light step towards the bed covered in plushies that the reader loved to cuddle against and scent. Her favourite one to do so was of a cow named Print; he was a special thing that if you pushed a button on his foot, his stomach lit up with stars on the ceiling. Close enough to the pup, she removed the picnic table printed blanket from the reader's sleeping state. Anyone could tell she was still a pup as she didn’t wake up alarmed by others entering her room.

Gloria looked to the side of her to see the pup she had been trying to wake up with tender swats on her back and bum. Her pretty doe ( eye colour ) opened up to the familiar face above her cradling face.

“Who is she? I haven’t seen littles in centuries. How did you find her?” Stefan hadn’t uttered a word in some time. He couldn’t bring himself to. He couldn’t vaguely remember when everyone had taken in people with smaller headspaces to fill the void for the undermining issue of no children for quite a while. The man stepped into the occupied territory before closing the door quietly, letting the question linger for an answer to meet.

“Hm. Her name is y/n. The poor thing was sent to kill me. Many folks in her pack believed she was an abomination and sent her to kill a witch. They hoped I would kill her. Boy, were they wrong? I fell in love with taking care of her. I don’t have any children of my own, you see.” Gloria believed the spirits called the reader to herself, guiding her through the hardships of life til she finally found someone who cared for her. Which is why she is the woman she is today. Gloria glanced towards the girl before taking a deep breath, knowing Stefan was not here to hear the whole story. However, she might have been wrong. The heavy vampire's eyes glanced at her baby beyond anything she had seen from the first time she met him. It was soft but short, knowing he had a reputation to uphold despite having no humanity.

“What happened to this pack?”

“I burned every single one of them to the bone. It took a lot, but I did it to protect her.” Gloria smiled, maneuvering the little so she rested against her shoulders rather than flush on her lap and pillow. She pushed her nose against her freshly washed hair, breathing in the brisk relaxing air surrounding her. It calmed her down in ways she didn’t know; coming into this room was a breath of fresh air. She would miss the comfort of her.

“I’ve kept her far too long from a pack. She needs one, Stefan. She won’t survive much longer with just me.” Before the vampire could speak, she quickly stated how long the reader had been away from the ritual of piling clothing and items; she loved to create the perfect area for a quiet hibernation. The reader's old pack was big on the little ones to ensure they were comforted in ways that some had seen as prehistoric for this day in age. Doing so was the first time in years of waiting to be found by Gloria that she created a nest. Gloria grimaced, feeling the painful memories of her pup during the nightly hour of how she craved to cuddle into her neck and scent her as pack members did.

“I will help you. I know someone who will take her in.” He heard her plead, thinking someone he had broken the heart of would understand his place in the vampire empire. He would beg on his knees to Elena after seeing the beautiful little creature grasping Gloria’s hand. Though, deep down this would be the perfect distraction to his whereabouts if they had a little one to take care of.

Stefan watched the witch place her black nail tapping the pup's squished face against her shoulder as she blinked slowly and softly, taking in the presence and warmth through the connected skin. The yawn, so simple yet cute from her chest, left a pout on her lips from the dryness that came with it. The blanket was sitting perfectly, squished around her legs and stomach though he could still see the flare of freckles on the reader's shoulders and stomach that were out, dancing for his eyes to consume. The vampire was attentive to everything she did, including the deafness of not hearing Gloria introducing him to the wolf before him. Eventually, seeing her ( eye colour ) eyes turn towards his own with a hint of curiosity. All he could do was place his sweaty hand on his pants to get rid of the wetness that came with being in this room.

“H-hello.” He called to her, seeing her sit up more comfortably in Gloria's lap. She fiddled with the hair in braids with her pink-coated fingers, twirling around each lock before she gave the courage to smile at the man. Before she eventually hid her face into Gloria's shoulders with a giggle. She was adorable in his eyes, though he wasn’t sure what to do. Was he supposed to continue standing awkwardly, or maybe he should sit on the chair on the opposing side of the bed? Though he didn’t sit unknowingly for long as Gloria picked up on his hesitance.

“You can sit. She’ll want to scent you eventually. If that’s alright?” Gloria asked, hoping it would be something he was comfortable with; it was something she did as not only a greeting but a nighttime routine when it came to accompanying a new member. They watched her lean away from the witch's lap and chest, awaiting Stefan to grasp her hand into his own. In doing so, she couldn’t help but try and place his hand close to the bottle that was empty on the side table he was sitting beside. She was building up quite an appetite.

“H-Hi.” She made sure to use her manners like Miss Gloria taught her. Her voice came out much more reluctant than she anticipated, she hadn’t seen many visitors in her time here. Most of the time she played by herself in her room or sometimes watched the people of New Orleans walk the street at nighttime. She gazed upon the burly man, taking in his presence that made her wolf whine on the inside. Something about his scent notified her that there was a part of him missing. Before she could dwell longer her mama interrupted her train of thoughts.

“Would you like to feed her?” The witch questioned, hoping he would, it was unfortunate, but she would have to understand she would no longer be the one to take care of the reader. Her heart was crushed just thinking about removing the littles' favourite pieces in the room condensed into a tote bag within the hour. Smiling sadly at the precious pup in her arms playing with the vampire's fingers, she distracted herself by creating a bottle of pure milk into the once empty one on the side table.

“Up and about. There you go, my little love.”

Stefan smiled for the first time in a while since he had given his humanity to Klaus without repercussions or any thoughts filling his mind thinking of the death of the love of his life. Before he could think further he felt the flush of the wolf's head find its way to his shoulders awaiting the bottle he held with no use from him. The previous scent of her hair crème against her raven skin was heaven-sent, he couldn't imagine comparing this to anything else. He breathed in deep that savoury scent he could relish in for the entirety of his life. It was almost off how comfortable she got in his arms and scented him, so different from each fight he had with vampires and full grow werewolves. The pup was so trusting or the most obvious was the fact that her caregiver was only a foot away and held powers of a thousand witches in the palm of her hand.

“It’s now or never Stefan. She’s getting fussy.” Gloria became fond of the quick response to her words the vampire had. The man maneuvered the reader close to the inner elbow of his arm, cradling her head against it for support. Before he began aligning the bottle to her already open and starving mouth and soon she began suckling. They both heard the sounds that resembled a baby drinking its mothers' nutrition in the early morning before starting the day. In other circumstances, Gloria would begin feeding her while walking to the common areas of the apartment to collect the things the little one would need to start the day. Or the reader would do it herself when she was feeling older.

A hesitant smile formed on his lips holding the reader's head against the left inner elbow not before using the gentlest touch to move the strands of curls that stuck out against her face. With a deep breath, he scooped up the bottle that mysteriously had filled with warm milk into his right hand aligning it to the hungry little one in his arms. Stefan observed her movements like he was sightseeing, her lips covered the nipple of the bottle before it filled her mouth with droplets of milk filling her growling belly. The sounds of tiny suckles filled the supernatural entities with pure joy. The thoughts of keeping the image of being this ripper disappeared into the room's environment into nothing. This moment here was something so beautiful he didn’t want to give her up to Damon and Elena.

Pushing these sinister thoughts away he watched his hands without much knowledge of what he was doing, to the side of the reader's hips in a rhythm he memorized his late mother used when he was younger. He could feel the pup's chest vibrate liking the sensation of his rough hands patting her soothingly. Soon enough she engulfed the bottle in twelve consecutive minutes leaving her mouth to make a recall sound letting him know she was finished.

Knowing of the routine Gloria grasped a cloth into her own before placing it on Stefan’s shoulders. Connected eyes with him she nodded, watching the vampire softly place the reader's head on his shoulder to burp the pesky bubbles out of her belly. He laughed to himself seeing the eyes of pups closed calmly and how her legs were like jelly against his torso. It was quite a sight.

Once she burped out anything that was stuck in her throat watching her mama pull away to cloth before she squished her face into Stefan’s neck. She hoped to stay in this crevice of his body for a while, none of her stuffies gave her this feeling, maybe because they weren’t real.

“She likes you.” Gloria beamed sadly holding the empty bottle, getting up smoothly border taking her leave of the room. She had to prepare to clean and pack a bag for her little one. As well, to make a herbal tea she would ask Stefan to have her drink from time to time to protect her energy. She hoped the deranged hybrid won’t find the lost wolf pup as he would change her to be like him like the speed of light. Fuck she couldn’t bring herself to just abandon the poor thing, she would need some form of an excuse to see her every month.

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Damon swindled his way against the chilled bathtub of the bathroom connected to his bedroom. His back barely hit the cool bottom of the tub before he began looking for a more comfortable position. The man being over a hundred forty-five vampires had its kinks and one of them was stubborn on his back and neck. The damned thing clicked out of place at any given moment after he had fought an idiot who dared to attack the drunken asshole. He tense before letting out a sigh in content, it wasn’t long before he pulled the bottle of champagne from the bathroom floor into a glass.

A swift swallow in relaxation reminded him of the times he was human, laying out against the grass and the sun beamed on his milk skin for hours before he was rudely pulled out of that blissful state by his overbearing father. Maybe that was why he was the way he was, the dammed. The recoil of his fathers' disapproval secretly mended him to the vampire he was today. Godsend. He began distracting himself from his thoughts of his personality that somehow some tolerated by pouring an overload of bubble bath that was scented of husk from dear Elena into the bath. The white substance coated the body deliberately, pure relaxation was a must in this state. Hey! vampire can like bubble baths too.

Though, there wasn’t much he could think of when he was left alone with his thoughts running wild into spaces he concealed with impulsive decisions without thinking about the consequences for anyone involved. A common goal was all that he knew and clouded his judgement, like Elena. How much she wanted to know here Stefan did with his time while being in the presence of an original vampire that tortured for fun.

Damon lived for torment but when it came to his brother, who would come back into his life to take the girl he loved right back out from under him. He still wanted his little brother, the one who banter amongst either of the Mystic Falls humans they still fought like hell for. He laughed to himself getting sentimental placing the glass of champagne on his lips and taking a long sip.

It didn’t last long. His eyes plummeted at the sound of his front door opening, heavy footsteps and a scent of something he hadn’t smelt covered his nostrils more than the bubbles did. Damon gritted his teeth, swirling his head in distaste before forcing the bottle of champagne on the floor lifting himself to stand tall. The suds fell slowly down his body promptly to his feet that extended outside the tub. His motion cause water to pool onto the floor, though it would dry he would be dammed to know who entered the Salvatore home unannounced. Adding to the fact they ruined his needed self-care.

Before departing to the area where he knew the culprit would be, he placed a black robe around his body and tied the given straps on top of his waist. Damon made his way underneath the bedside table that hid a wooden stake for the times Katherine made appearances. He felt his weight shift between each step to the downstairs corridor before he became dazed with a familiar scent. The vampire was quick but cautious in his movements as before he wasn’t sure who had made their way into his home but now he was. The husk of a teenage boy sat alarmingly quiet at the fireplace, facing the floor before Damon stepped on a cracking piece of the floor. He was quite surprised by the confidence of the dead Jeremy Gilbert who was here to try his best to kill him that awfully made stake he was fiddling with. Thank goodness he wasn’t really in the mood to fight ninja turtles right now.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Damon questioned allowing it to linger in the boy's ear before he walked closer to the bar table to pour himself a drink of course. The teen looked as if he had seen a ghost, the man knew of his presence before he did. Jeremy sucked in a breath through his teeth removing the hoodie that was placed on his head. His black shaggy hair flopped on his forehead peeking through it. He thought lengthy to what the man had stated to him, his sister was preoccupied with Stefan’s whereabouts to know he was planning on killing Damon with the poorly made stake. Neither did he expect the vampire to continue pouring a glass of bourbon picking one up to give to him. They both sighed contently in each-others presence drowning in the sorrows of their siblings' absence.

“Did you come here to kill me? You’ll need a better weapon.”

“It’s only fair you did kill me.” Jeremy gave a smug look on his face knowing he wore a ring that prevented him from meeting the other side of being amongst the living. Although the facade was seen by those who looked close enough, he was constantly reminded by the trip there left him cold, leading him to understand he was meant to look for his body. His against the odds of staying in this state for too long could lead to him being stuck. Although Jeremys' body was close, he still felt his soul shift energies leaving him eerie and dark trying to find something to fill that void. He thought by killing Damon it would.

“Look I don’t do the big brother thing very well. Sorry, I don’t have any milk and cookies to offer you.” The brunette bit his lip feeling a heavy ache on his shoulders hearing his words. He knew to never expect anything less from the vampire, but maybe if he gave him some sort of closure he wouldn’t have been struck by gloom. It was almost like a cloud of it shadowed his being with no regard for why it sat polished on his shoulders.

That once smug look on his face turned sour.

“Dick.” To pick up where he left off he stood abruptly from the chair he sat in, taking his final departure from the Salvatore boarding house. The sound of the glass that was once being held in his hand alongside the stake felt broken on the carpet. The teen couldn’t care less about the mess he was making in a vampire's home, the guy was an asshole and he didn’t deserve his sisters' attention or the unrecognized love she had for him. There was almost steam coming from the top of his head from the fumes, he took one look back at the vampire before he finally walked his way to the front door.

A deep breath came from his chest pulling on the door handle, however, he didn’t expect to see the unpredictable.

Stefan Salvatore standing with his hands in his leather jacket. He liked almost the same except for the worn look of fatigue on his face, it showed heavily underneath his eyelids. The age of being under the compulsion of a damned hybrid they forced those around him to be the same. Klaus and his ways didn’t care about the ones that sat and were forced to watch. Jeremy couldn’t mask the shocked face he displayed to the vampire without thinking back to the question of why he was here, to begin with. How much more shit could Elena deal with before she snapped at seeing him again?

“Jeremy.” Stefan's voice sounded nothing less than smug sighting the shocked look that struck on his face. The act of surprise was something the vampire secretly loved when it came to victims thinking they were safe then he would display his presence to them. It wasn’t the same way as he looked Jeremy, the boy had grown taller from what he could imagine was only four inches higher than himself. Though was the young Gilbert even at the boarding house, to begin with? Had Damon had him under some stupid spiel to get Elena in his good graces?

Stefan bit his tongue from using his uncontrollable words in the man’s presence that he knew was sitting on the couch facing the unlit fireplace. He took one last breath before asking Jeremy a simple question so he could ask his brother for a favour. Though before he could the boy beat him to it.

“Damon you might want to come here.”

“Look, Jeremy, I’ll say I’m sorry. I’m not good with this whole thing.” Damon took several steps to the entryway of his home before his words died off at the end. He felt frozen in his spot, he indeed didn’t expect to see Stefan again after the star he left in. Was he here with the hybrid? The vampire shrugged his arms over themselves displaying his distaste for him to come back to Mystic Falls too soon for Elena’s sake. With a glance to Jeremy who had a look in his eyes, he bite his tongue before speaking.

“And what are you doing here Stefan?” Damon questioned smouldering the non-existent attendance he had in his mind. He caught his brother unattended looking at the parked car that was sloppily parked in the driveway. Hearing those words, Stefan took a step back, he of course knew his presence would strike some nerves from everyone but to see it on full display alarmed a certain part of his brain to push itself to the surface once again. He had been fighting it all day. His humanity. Not only from the wolf pup that would probably be waking up anytime soon from the unmoving car for something to eat. But to pass by the places that he and Elena would always visit. Goodness, he needs to get out of Mystic Falls before he goes back to Klaus and smells the humanity on him.

“I need a favour.”

“So you show up unannounced asking for a favour? Fuck off, Stefan.” The young Salvatore flared his eyebrows close to the gap between his eyelids, he couldn’t recall a time he was genuinely unhappy to see him. Border he lashed out from the scoff that came from the door almost being slammed in his face. He watched Jeremy move his foot forward before the gap closed between the two worlds. The boy walked in front of Damon gifting the man a look to go on pleading for whatever this favour would be.

“Wait here. I’ll go get it.” It? Was it some silly little book that would eventually curse all the bloodlines that so happen to be inside the boarding house? They both gave each other a look before watching Stefan gravitate toward the truck that we most definitely not his. With a deep breath, he placed his hand on the truck handle pulling it open to reveal a distressed little one that was biting the surrounding areas of her fingernails. She had been awake a lot longer than he intended, he felt so bad knowing she was strapped between the seatbelts and blanket he pressed into the sides of her legs. The tears that silently streamed down her face didn’t help the decision he would make by leaving her with his demented older brother. Maybe instead he could have him convince Elena too, goodness this was all just a dumb idea he got way too in over his head.

But as he looked at her grabby hands she gave him and the thick lashes that were smudged against the tears, he swallowed thickly. Y/n didn’t deserve people debating on whether or not she would have a life of comfort. He began removing the blankets and then the seatbelts to formally place her against his chest so that if he needed he could high tail out of there before any of them could taint her mind. The reader's tears became yesterday's problem once she felt Stefan’s finger swipe the water away from pooling against her freckled cheeks. Then her head was softly placed against her newly favourite place between his shoulder and neck with a soft hand on the back of her head. Before she felt the soft blanket she was once cradled against on her back once more. It was her favourite scent, between Gloria and her bed back home with her. She kissed her already and it barely was a day.

“I have people I want you to meet. Trust me. I won’t let anything happen to you. Okay?” Stefan looked down at the girl's cradled figure on this side of his chest awaiting a response before he turned around to face the curiosity of Damon and Jeremy. He smiled softly to himself at what his current state was, a little in his arms while holding a diaper bag filled with everything she needed. If you would have told him this is what his life would look like a year ago, he would have looked at you as if you were crazy. He felt her nod against his chest before he eventually took a step to not only close the truck door but to face the entryway of the Salvatore boarding house.

Damon was the first to react to the newcomer in the man’s arms, pushing his way between the doorway his curiosity taking over everything he was planning on being. He truly didn’t expect to be in the sight of something so small in the presence of someone like himself. The vampire took a step back to observe from the sidelines watching Jeremy behave differently. He took it upon himself to grab the bag from Stefan’s left hand. He picked up on the scent of something he hadn’t smelled since he killed Mason Lockwood in this very home. Though it struck of something lighter and less potent as if it was smaller. This being was a pup of a werewolf pack but didn’t smell of though it was currently a part of one.

Jeremy couldn’t help himself from taking the tiniest glance at the bundle of joy wrapped in the thickest blanket he had seen attached to none other than a vampire that had almost killed his dear sister. He proceeded to walk into the living room to place the light pink diaper bag next to the couch. Y/n took in the world around, the deep darkness of the wooden panels that filled the unknown place that Stefan seemed so familiar with. She scented the place with a wiggly nose before her breath caught in the back of her throat feeling someone come close enough to grab her baby bag. Was this man a thief?

“H-hi.” She broke the light silence that filled the room she was walking into, on top of the fact that her mama had always told her to be nice to those who deserved it. She lifted her head slightly getting a better look at the brunette who was somewhat human in the room of supernatural entities. No one could deny the atmosphere of the room change as she was softly placed on the couch away from the warmth of Stefan’s chest and neck. She kept a small smile on her face pacing her tiny hand in front of the blanket that was tribally placed on her lap and socked feet. 

“Care to explain?” Damon questioned allowing it to linger in the air barely taking his eyes off the wolf pup on his couch. He gripped the robe closer to his skin, gifting them both his signature smirk that would work for those under his charms. The vampire took a glance at his little brother, the worn fatigue and clear deepness under his eyes from the lengthy trip of being Klaus’ pet. The slight cherry hue on his lips from the possibility of ravishing a human before coming to Mystic Falls. He couldn’t acknowledge the unknown scent that seemed to come full force through his heightened senses.

Stefan took a slight breath before he dumped everything that happened in last hours since he left high and dry from Mystic Falls all together. He carried himself from his standing position to sitting himself next the little that was already hoping he would. The reader was already appreciating his presences and the beautiful ring that sat on his finger she liked to play with.

“Would you mind taking her to the kitchen to grab a snack for her, Jer?” This surprised him completely he hadn’t expected himself to be so fond of someone’s feelings despite his humanity being on the outs. The vampire couldn’t help himself in doing so, he continued to hold her hand for a few seconds with a dewy smile on his face. Before he gasped the bag was on the floor of the couch to hand to Jeremy. He jerked his head towards the kitchen awaiting his response before hearing the boy tell her about the animal-shaped crackers she never had before in the cabinet.

( No one cares about their banter. NEXT!)

The reader wrapped her tiny hand in between the unfamiliar male's hand feeling the light texture of tattoos she subconsciously traced with her painted fingers. She could already feel the rising warmth that came from being head to chest with the waking figure towards the deepness of the kitchen. It was beautiful, though it seemed to be unused compared to the one her mama had. All she recognized was the raging amounts of alcohol on the opposing sides of the sodden stools in front of the counter. The wolf began to lose the skip in her steps as she felt the man slow down his pace. She took a glance upwards to gift the man a small smile, though he was already looking at her feeling nervous by his gaze she lifted her other hand and gifted him a small wave.

“Hi. I’m y/n. Y-You’re Jeremy, right?” It was weird just how comfortable she was being pooled into those pretty chocolate soul catches he called his eyes. She felt him move his gaze over her face causing a slip of a stutter to come front at the end seeing him do so. They both stood in from the counters of the kitchen taking in each other's beings while she took in his delicate human scent she hadn’t been around in years since with Mama. Jeremy almost had a heart attack hearing the words she stuttered over, licking his dry lips trying to find the right thing to say to her. He noticed that he was still holding her in comparison to his small hand didn’t help.

“Yeah, I am. What do you want for a snack, little lady?”Jeremy shook their intertwined to regain her attention from his face. Although he would never consider himself cocky in any way he still smirked internally after seeing her blink away her dewy eyes away from his. He pulls her hand once more finally taking the long awaiting stop to the fridge for her to see. The reader took in the minimal amount of snacks and drinks that were in it. She knew they were vampires by holy was there only a half-full orange juice container, a cartoon of eggs and expired milk. Although she was disappointed she removed her hand from Jeremy feelings intensely cold from the action to proceed to open the diaper bag to find her favourite snacks.

She handled him the basic puffs of strawberry banana bites that quite literally melted in her mouth. Not even acknowledging the mess she created in the bag she continued to display the puffs to Jeremy who gladly opened the container not before popping one in his mouth to her distaste after handing them back to her.

“Can I have some orange juice?” The reader questioned the man messily eating standing chest to chest to the man liking the feeling of his fluffy sweatshirt on her cheek. Her chin rested perfectly there looking upwards with that stupidly cute dimple that showed, switching between each eye of his to look a tiny bit closer. Jeremy pinched his fingernail on his palm looking down at her chubby cheeks and light wash of powder from the puffs. He reminded his hand from the sides of his body to lightly brush away the powder that stuck to her lips and slightly in her cheeks.

“Uh yeah. Why don’t you go sit in the chair, okay?”At first, watched her struggle to climb on the spinning chair but gave up in the mix of it. The man took it upon himself to quietly ask her if she wanted any help. So here he was softly placing his hands underneath her armpits to lift her to sit against the chair. The warmth of each other's skin to skin gave off a rumble between each-other chests that could have easily been mistaken for a hungry cry. But to a wolf pup, it was something completely different in her eyes. She began by taking in his eyes like they were meant to uphold hers, before feeling the chilled barstool he ever so gently placed her on top. They both felt instantly disappointed without the skin to skin but she still happily thanked him for doing, kindly offering him a puff in his much larger hand. Jeremy could help but smile at a small gesture, he took a step back to the opposing countertop to look at the diaper bag that he had previously placed on the dining room table a mason jar of vervain and herbs assorted inside, taking a glance back to y/n that was currently swaying her legs to the hums of her own throat. He turned back around to look at the mixture not thinking much longer to crumble them inside the juice before closing it back up and shaking it to face the girl.

“Maybe we can hang out sometime? Away from the supernatural, the vampire kind at least.” Jeremy placed the bottle to her lips as her hands were occupied by the puffs and looking around distracted by none other than himself. Still suckling on the off-tasting orange juice, that chilled her dry thirst as she began to nod at his question. He removed the bottle from her mouth allowing her to gift herself with the glory of his, all she thought of was how much she would love to be lifted by his arms and held close like she was with Stefan just a moment prior. They looked into each other's eyes warmly gifting one other a smile before they both liked away.

Across the home in the living room, two vampires listened closely to the little one's mannerisms toward the unseen boy and the way he spoke softly and seemed so smitten by one other so quickly. It was clear that part of herself was called to the boy named Jeremy. Gloria was right, he might have been the thing to encounter to meet the person who was perfect for her.

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ part two

🫧*ੈ✩‧₊˚ I hope you enjoyed it!! 💗 please don’t be a silent reader, let me know what you think⋆୨୧˚

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The Originals-mikaelson family x male reader

The final version of the previous draft

Gif isn't mine credit to the original person who made this I couldn't find them anywhere.

"Brother,its good to see you"

Y/n knew that voice it was his noble brother are so he was called Elijah Mikaelson and his other brother klaus had broke the one oath that their family held dear always and forever.

Elijah had stood by and watched as Klaus stabbed him in the back literally with a stake leaving him to rot in a coffin for 15 years all because he had tried to leave to find himself. Thankfully, Damon and Stefan were stupid enough to take his coffin as leverage against klaus and after the wonderful Elena stupidly pulled the dagger out he made his escape, hoping to never see another original again sadly he was never that lucky.

Y/n reluctantly turned around to come face to face with Elijah having hoped to never see him again. He had surprisingly a face full of regret, the emotion looked weird on his brothers face. He knew he had regretted actions in the past but he never usually showed his younger brother, now it was all he could see on his face. In addition, Y/n couldn't help but notice his brother had cut his hair and was wearing one of his usual trademark suits.

"Elijah why are you here wouldn't you prefer to run after our hybrid brother you know that one that seems to have a love for daggers?"

"Brother,I understand your still angry but our family needs you and klaus is as unpredictable as ever with you missing. Kol nearly staked him himself once he realised what had occurred between you both. Please brother we may all be in great danger our mother has returned."

"That's impossible Elijah, mother has been dead for thousands of years."

Elijah moved slowly to put a gentle hand on his brothers shoulder to comfort him while he gave him the news of their mother's return from the grave. Even if his brother hated him he still would always be there for him.

"Damit Elijah, I'll only stick around to figure out how in the seven hells our mother came back. I will even play nice but as soon as its over I'm leaving and you or klaus can't come after me."

"Fine brother, if that is what you want but know I am always here for you and please try to forgive us. Always and forever."

"Always and forever brother, even if that promise had lost its meaning that day I was daggered."

Just like he had appeared, elijah was suddenly gone. This left Y/n, with a pit of anxiety in his stomache at the thought of seeing his family again especially klaus.

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Damon: "Hey, Y/N. I heard you're good at sucking cock. Is that true?" *He smirks*

Y/N: *Smirks as well* "It's true. Just ask your brother or Elijah Mikaelson."

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Pilot

word count :2,223

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Why had he agreed to go back home to mystic falls with his brother? when he had spent the past 145 years staying as far away as he possibly could get, and now he was back and going to high school all because his big brother missed home. It was a strange feeling being back in the town he once grew up in, but Y/N couldn’t deny that he was happy to be with his brother again after so long being alone. He had missed Stefan over the years of being apart. However, any love for his brother was being tested as he stood beside him listening to the reception talk.

“ Your records are incomplete. You’re missing immunization records, and we do insist on transcripts”

Y/N looked over with a grin as his brother leaned over slightly to compel the reception“Please look again, I’m sure everything you need is there”

Y/N reached over to grab one as he and Stefan left the office weaving around the students without looking up from the paper “ I can’t believe I have to be a sophomore, ” Y/N scowled looking over the schedule.

“ Here you go These are your schedules have a great First day”

“ Are you okay-?” he asks only to stop when he sees her face. She looks as  surprised as he feels as she speaks “Oh I’m sorry I didn’t see you”

“Well you’re right, so it is,” the woman replied, smiling before getting up and walking into another room to get something before returning with papers.

Y/N hummed in agreement “Well guess I’m going to biology”

“ stay out of trouble”

Y/N grinned mockingly“ Don’t I always brother?” He joked walking away from his brother.

After asking for the bathroom halfway through the world’s most boring biology lesson, Y/N found himself wandering around hallways. He turned a random corner only to crash into someone. His hand shot out to steady them.

Y/N shakes his surprise off “It’s fine, I didn’t see you either” There’s no way it’s her, right? , This girl is very much human. she’s looks almost identical to Kathrine other than her hair being straight instead of the curls kathrine prefered. and she does lack the cunning look in her eye that Katherine always had. 

Stefan looked down at his schedule “It made the most sense for our story people won’t ask any questions ”.

“It has” Stefan tried, putting his hand on his brother’s shoulder  to calm him it just made him angrier.

“ It’s okay, thanks” She replies before turning and walking away leaving Y/N staring after her. If there is one thing Y/N is sure of it’s that he’s going to kill Stefan when he sees him.

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Y/N finally heard Stefan come home and close the door of his bedroom, Y/N slammed his book down before making his way to Stefan’s room and slamming his brother’s door open. “ You are unbelievable, you know that,” Y/N snarled, making his way towards the desk, Ignoring any of Stefan’s attempts to calm him down. “I want to go back home Y/N, it’s been too long” he snorted “ Yeah right”

“Oh please, I just met the real reason we came back, Katherine really” Y/N snarked shrugging Stefan off and moving away.

They both stare at each other before the lookalike finally tries moving around the young vampire “I’m going this way” Y/N moves out the way quickly “Right- sorry again about almost knocking over”

“ Fine but if this comes back to bite you in the ass don’t say I didn’t warn you” Y/N warned pointing a finger and glaring slightly.

“I know it is” Y/N watched as his brother looked away and began to clam up, Trust his brother to do something so stupid and not tell him anything until it was too late. He really could kill him sometimes.

“ Stefan..” Y/N sighed out a breath and walked over to pull his dumbass brother into a hug. He felt Stefan let out a breath and returned the hug “ Y/N, trust me, okay?” Stefan said as they both pulled away

Stefan smiled slightly  “ I think she is,” he said grabbing his jacket and picking something up off his desk.

“ Elena’s nothing like Katherine “ Stefan argued, crossing his arms across his chest. Y/N rolled his eyes “ Even if she’s not it fucking weird Stefan” His brother is an idiot.

Y/N watched his brother for a second before humming in agreement and moving towards Stefan’s bed to sit down on the end of it. “I hope she’s worth it”

  “ Where are you going now?” Y/N asked lounging back onto his hands and watching his brother move around his bedroom.

“ I won’t,” Stefan said, holding his hands up and smiling "Okay?”

It was much later in the night when Zach caught him coming back from the cellar with a snack. “ was it you ?” Zach asked, pushing the newspaper into his chest

“ Out, don’t wait up” Stefan replied practically springing out his bedroom door, leaving his younger brother behind.

“ I have no idea what you’re talking about. Y/N said, taking the paper out of his nephew’s hands and reading. An animal attack? It wasn’t him he hadn’t hunted in mystic falls since they had come back. he hadn’t wanted to draw attention to them.

  “ it wasn’t me, you think I’d be drinking this” he held up the blood bag shaking it a little “If I was getting it fresh from the vein?”.

Y/N sat in silence waiting to hear the front door closing, he shook his head when it did “Idiot".

  “ Somebody is responsible for their deaths,” Zach said wrinkling his nose and watching Y/n bring the blood bag tube up to his lips and drink from it.

“I think you need a hobby” Y/n taunted pushing past his nephew, checking him with his shoulder as he went. “ sometimes an animal attack is just an animal attack”

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Y/N heard Stefan before he saw him he sat curled slightly in a chair reading, only looking up when his brother pushed his door open.

“ was it you?”

Y/N rolled his eyes from his seat “ Zach told you about the animal attack then”. sometimes his brother was so predictable, he knew Stefan would think it was him which was rather hypocritical if you asked him. y/n knew how to control himself, unlike his idiot brother who had to snack on squirrels and bunnies because he couldn’t.

Stefan glared “ Y/N, was it you?“

“ No it wasn’t me” Y/N argued glaring back at his brother His mouth was set in a hard line, it wasn’t he wouldn’t be stupid enough to just leave bodies behind he’s not an idiot.

Stefan said nothing only continued staring at him with his eyebrow raised.

"It wasn’t me” Y/n insisted crossing his arms.

"Are you sure don’t want to come?”

“ don’t you have a party to go to anyway to see Kathrine- I mean Elean” Y/N teased “Oops… slips of the tongue”

Stefan rolled his eyes  “You’re a dick” his mouth twitched up when Y/N continued to laugh at him.

Stefan sighed “ You could have fun if you tried"

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Y/n  screwed up his face up “I’ll pass, I don’t want to be a third wheel”

Y/N sighed, “Fine I’ll come,“. The young vampire stood up to find a jacket, he look over at Stefan when he found one "Happy now?”.

“ Very”

As they arrived at the party Y/N stayed stood next to Stefan as they listened to Elena and her friend talk.

“ Just admit it, Elena”

“ Okay, so he’s a little pretty”

Y/n rolled his eyes at his brother’s smug face, He shrugged his jacket on as stalked past him out the door" God you’re annoying"

This girl is forward Y/n likes her she goes after things she wants and She’s also pretty good at annoying Stefan. Stefan catches his eye, a plea for help shining in his eyes, Y/N just waves with a stupid grin on his face, laughing when Stefan glares at him.

The young vampire snickered  “Aww she thinks you’re pretty” Stefan scowled at him.

“ Hey! You made it” A feminine voice spoke suddenly from behind them they both turned to reveal a pretty blonde-haired girl. Y/n had never seen this girl before but Stefan obviously had going off her bright eyes and wide smile.  Y/N turned towards his brother with raised eyebrows.

Y/N wanders around for a while when he notices his brother walking over to Elena or at least trying to. he’s stopped by the same girl that dragged him off earlier, he thinks her name is Caroline. He listens in as Stefan lets the girl down, yikes. He decided to join his brother when he sees him finally make it over to Elena.

“are you going to introduce me to her or what?” Y/N asks as they both finally notice him. Stefan clears his throat. “ Y/N this is Elena, Elena this is my little brother Y/N” Elena tilts her head with a smile “ Guy from the hallway it’s nice to put a name to a face". she looks between them.

Y/n smiles a lopsided grin when he spots the smitten look on his brother’s face, God he’s so easy.

“ I did,” Stefan replied with a tight-lipped smile. The blonde girl doesn’t even acknowledge the younger vampire completely enamored by Stefan “ Well let’s get you a drink.” she doesn’t wait for Stefan to respond before she’s pulling him away.

“ so how ar-“ she stops “ God, you gotta be kidding me!”

Both Salvatore brothers turn to look at what had caught her attention, it’s a teenage boy. A very drunk teenage boy.

“ What is it ?”

“ My brother,” she said, “ excuse me.”

Stefan goes to follow after her “Need some help?”.Y/n hopes she doesn’t.

She shakes her head “Trust me, you’re not going to want to witness this” She passes her drink over to Stefan to hold and walks away shouting “Jeremy! Jeremy!”

“ God you’re gross “ Y/N muttered as his brother stares at her walking away, Stefan turns to face him when Elena disappears out of sight.

“Shut up”

“ Well, I’ve seen way too much tonight, can we leave yet?” Y/N asked, leaning against Stefan’s shoulder, Stefan rolled his eyes but leaned into it

“ you can leave whenever you want”

“ Fine I’ll go but only because I know you’ll want to walk Elena home”  the young vampire teased standing up properly.“ and they say chivalry is dead”.

Stefan snorts knocking his shoulder against  Y/n “Hilarious”. Y/n lets the knock push him forwards, He grins.

Y/n doesn’t get the chance to retort because they both hear shouting in the distance “Oh god no”

“Somebody help!”

Elena and her brother break through the tree line with a body covered in blood in Jeremy’s arms. Stefan steps forward as a crowd begins to form around them. He turns and walks away quickly fleeing the scene Y/N follows after him.

They both make it back to the Salvatore boarding house in minutes. Stefan slams open the door making Zach jump. “ What’s going on?“

Y/N shuts the door behind them both. letting Stefan answers

“ Someone else was attacked tonight, Zach and it wasn’t us”. Stefan stalks off up the stairs leaving his brother and Zach together.

“What happened?”

Y/N walks over to pour a drink  “I don’t know, we were at the party everything was fine then it wasn’t ” Y/n downs the bourbon in one go, and Zach watches him.

“ Did you see anything?”

Y/N huffed as he poured another drink “ Nope nothing you think I would–” Y/N’s cut off when there was a bang from somewhere upstairs followed by the sound of glass smashing. Y/N put his glass down and listens, he turns to Zach when he hears the banging continue outside. he points his finger at  his nephew  “Stay here”

He follows the noise to see a figure holding Stefan against the garage by his throat. He looks closer and recognizes who it is “ Damon?”  he asks a grin spreading across his face. The dark-haired figure turns and smirks “ There he is” Damon drops his other brother and walks over to him and pulls the young vampire against him tightly and presses a dramatic kiss to Y/N’s hair “I missed you, little brother”. Y/N quickly returns the hug, The leather of Damon’s leather jacket squeaked between them. Y/n doesn’t care he squeezes tighter it’s been a long time since he’s seen his other big brother he’s missed him even if he’s a dick.

Damon finally lets go “It’s good to be back”y/n watches as he sauntered over to the house “Sorry Zach”

Y/N turns to face Stefan “ Remember when I said it would come back to bite you?” Stefan stays silent his face hard and shoulders tense. Y/N stares at his brother for a second, then turns away walking back to the house.

He doesn’t hear Stefan come back that night, which is probably for the best, all things considered. If there’s one thing Y/N knows, it’s that with Damon back, everything has become a lot more complicated for them all.

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Compulsion and Fibbing (Chapter 12)

Book Title: Widowed Willow Warnings: Compulsion and Lying to friends DO NOT REPOST MY CONTENT! YOU MAY REBLOG BUT DON'T REPOST! Story Masterlist | Previous Part | Next Part

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Ignoring Stefan, Amari walked into the house, glancing around before jogging up the stairs and following the wails towards Jeremy's room. Inside his room, she saw Elena sitting at the head of the bed with Jeremy's head on her lap. She spent the entire time comforting him, watching the girl he loved die at the hands of his sister's boyfriend. Amari understood Stefan killed Vicki to save her life, she was clouded with blood lust and couldn't control herself. If she hadn't attacked Jeremy or herself, it would've been an innocent person's death instead.

Amari nodded to Elena, letting her leave to get more tissues and blankets. She sat next to Jeremy cradling his head to her chest, running her hand through his hair. "I know it hurts, Jeremy. I know the pain will always be there but it’ll get better, eventually." 

"I can help with that," Amari cocked her head to the side, staring at Damon as he walked in. She watched him compel Jeremy, Vicki had left town and he shouldn't look for her or worry about her. 

Amari walks downstairs and outside she sits on the steps of the porch. A part of her wished she could forget everything that happened since meeting the Salvatore brothers. The other part knowing that since meeting Stefan and Michelle, things have been better. Elena was happy with Stefan, she was learning it's ok to be happy without her parents. Amari stopped shutting people out and though she still had a crush on him, she was happy just being Stefan's friend.

Ignoring Stefan and Elena, Amari waved Damon goodbye before jogging up the stairs and into her room. She needed time and space away from vampire problems.

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The following day, Amari sat in an interrogation room with Sheriff Forbes sitting across from her. She and Elena were called to the police station along with Stefan, Matt, and Jeremy for questioning about Vicki Donovan's disappearance.

"Where did Vicki say she was going?"

Amari shrugged her shoulders, "She didn't."

Elizabeth tilted her head, watching for signs of deceit, "Did she tell her brother where she was going?"

Again, Amari shrugged her shoulders, "How would I know? Matt told me Jeremy told him that Vicki was leaving town."

"Hmm, why did you and Elena ask Stefan Salvatore to get involved?" Sheriff Forbes questioned eyeing the dark-skinned girl. The teenager sighed running her hand through her hair and answered, "We thought if he was helping Vicki, he was helping out our brother."

"Any signs of aggression or violence?" Sheriff Forbes asked, Amari, shook her head ignoring the memory of Vicki attacking her the night before, "Nope."

Liz nodded her head in acknowledgment as she leaned forward on the table. "So you believe that Vicki really has left town?"

Amari stayed silent for a moment, fanning the act of thinking before answering, "I think she'll be back at some point, just like Ms. Kelly."

Elizabeth nodded, thinking back to the times the woman would randomly disappear before reappearing because she needed something. Standing up she patted Amari's shoulder, "Thank you for answering, you can go now."

Walking out of the room she spotted her family waiting for her. Elena immediately looked over, standing to hug her before the four of them left the station.

"I hate police stations," Amari groaned, ignoring the snort from Jeremy. "Yeah 'cause you got chased down the road and into the neighborhood. Mom was so mad at you for breaking her plant stand."

Hitting Jeremy to the best of her ability, with Elena still holding onto her arm, Amari scoffs "I did what I had to do, the police officer didn't like it, but his wife loved it."

The four of them laughed while walking towards Amari's truck, only for Amari and Elena's smiles to vanish spotting Stefan leaning against the car.

“Can you give us a minute," the brunette asked, with a small unsure smile.

"You sure?" Amari asked causing Elena to shake her head. Amari wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in and kissing her temple. "Want me to talk to him?"

Elena's whisper of 'yes' Amari let her go, watching her get in the car with Jeremy and Jenna before turning to Stefan with a glare.

"She doesn't wanna talk to you, give her time and then talk to her," She shifts, leaning to the side and examining her nails. "She'll come to your place or ask you to come over to hers. But don't just show up everywhere we go, we'll think you're stalking us."

"Amari please," Stefan asked, voice barely a whisper. Amari sighed, reaching forward and hugging him close, "It'll be ok, I promise. Just, I don't know, give us time."

Leaning back, she cupped his face, "Okay?"

Ruffling his hair in reward for his nod in agreement, Amari turns and hops in the truck's passenger seat. Immediately pulling off, silently thanking Jenna for starting the car already.

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Now at home, Amari lay across the couch with her legs on Elena’s lap and Elena on her phone while Amari sketches. They heard someone walking towards them before a body plopped next to them on the couch, “Logan dumped me.”

“Logan’s an idiot,” Amari sighed in frustration, tilting her sketchpad to shade the hair of her drawing. Jenna whined, curling up so she could face her nieces, “He sent me an email, something like ‘I’m leaving town, see ya.”

Elena scoffs glancing at Jenna in disbelief, “He sent you an email? What is he? 60?”

“Can you guys keep it down please?”

The girls look over in surprise, Jeremy sits at the kitchen table his brows furrowed in concentration. Sharing a glance with the younger girls, Jenna precautioned “What’re you doing?”

“You sound scared,” Jeremy teased, glancing back at the three girls he calls family before turning back to his work. 

“To be fair, last time you were this focused you almost shot me in the ass with a toilet plunger,” Amari grumbled, ignoring the snort from Elena. Jeremy held up a piece of paper, “I’m doing my homework, though I might find a way to shoot you with a plunger again..”

“Please don’t-” Amari throws herself off the couch, walking towards Jeremy to snatch the paper out of his hand, “Wait, since when do you do homework?” 

“I’m super behind and have a quiz tomorrow,” Jeremy huffs, handing his older friend another paper, before continuing the current assignment. She checks over his work, half listening to Jeremy half wondering why he didn’t just do the work before. She turns to check the work assignment he’s on now, righting down the wrong questions on a scratch sheet of paper. 

The girls left on the couch glance between the brunette boy and taller brunette girl, before loudly whispering, “What do you think? Aliens?”

Elena shrugs, softly grinning in amusement at her Aunt, “They were taken in their sleep.”

Jeremy sighed as he switched papers with Amari, correcting one of his problems before sending a fake smile towards the other girls, “They can hear you.”

Elena hums in thought, it was strange seeing Jeremy focused on his work and not doing drugs. He acted like the old him, before the accident. Maybe having Damon compel him was a better idea than she thought, though it would be the last time. 

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“Wakey wakey, little Mari,” Bonnie whispered, quietly opening the door to her room and walking in cautious of the pencils and paints on the floor. Glancing up she sees Elena’s arm hanging off the edge of the bed, Amari spooning her with her head in the shorter girl’s neck. Pulling out her phone, Bonnie quickly takes a picture sending it to Caroline and Michelle before walking toward the bed.

She yanks the covers only for them to be yanked back by Amari. The pair have a tug-a-war before Bonnie lands on the floor with a thud after Amari releases the blankets. The younger dark-skinned girl glares up at her giggling friends before giving them an expectant look and asking, “Why haven’t you guys called me back?”

“I needed to clear my head, so I cleansed myself from my phone.” Amari shrugged, pulling Bonnie onto the bed so she sits between Amari and Elena. She really did want to clear her mind, but she didn’t mean to shut everyone out while doing so. Bonnie sighs as she looks between the two girls sitting beside her, she pulls them down to lay with her. 

“Can I at least get a one-sentence summary of what’s wrong? So I can pretend to be helpful?” 

Amari glances at Elena meeting her eyes, before huffing, “Stefan and Elena broke up.”

Bonnie's eyes widened in surprise, her lips twitching before pressing them together. The last time she spoke with Elena she seemed happy with the youngest Salvatore, She sent a, hopefully, sympathetic look to the brunette and told her, "I'm so sorry, you ok? Stupid question, sorry.”'

“I think I know a way to make you feel better,” Bonnie grins, softly pushing them off her and turning to grab a pillow and scissors. Amari sighs, “Bonnie if you wanted a threesome, you could’ve just asked..”

Ignoring her friend, Bonnie rips the pillow open causing all the feathers to fall out and onto the bed. 

"Hey!" Elena called out in shock.

"Patience," Bonnie coaxed, the other two shared a look but nodded their head nonetheless as Bonnie took a seat on the bed, she looked at the twins seriously, "I need you two to swear to secrecy."

Elena let out a small scoff at her friend's words and stated, "It's kind of been a bad week for that kind of stuff."

Bonnie rolled her eyes sending the twins a pointed look and pleaded, "Swear, 'cause I'm not supposed to be showing you this."

“We swear,” Amari agreed, wondering if this is what Sheila was warning her about. 

The teens both swore they wouldn't tell, Bonnie smiled in relief as she glanced around the room and spoke, "Ok, there are no windows open, right?"

Elena and Grace both shook their heads, Bonnie continued, "There's no fan, no air conditioning.”

"No, what are you doing?" Elena questioned with a frown on her face, Bonnie smiling with excitement as she exclaimed, "Grams taught me and I wanna show you guys.”

Bonnie raised her hand above the feathers swirling her finger to levitate a single feather in the air causing Elena's mouth to drop open in shock glancing at her sister who grinned, waving her hand under the feather.

"Bonnie, what's going on?" Elena asked, Bonnie, let out a sigh as she began to make multiple feathers float around the room making the girls smile in amazement as they stood up laughing, Elena on the bed poking random feathers, Amari running around her room chasing feathers.

“It’s real, everything Grams told me is real,” Bonnie sighed, smiling at the sound of Amari’s giggle. “I’m a witch.” She finished.

“You know, your Grams told me you were gonna come to me about something, I just didn’t think it’d be this.” Amari breathes out, a warm smile on her face, “She told me about your history and how it connects to mine.” 

“So you guys don’t think I’m weird?” Bonnie wondered,  “I mean I get that I joked about being psychic but I’m a witch.”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re still our friend,” Elena smiled, reaching forward to tuck a hair behind Bonnie’s ear. “I just don’t understand why your telling us this?”

“You're my best friend, of course, I’m going to tell you guys,” Bonnie grinned, watching Amari trip over a pile of clothes while chasing a feather. Elena frowned guiltily for keeping things from her when Bonnie openly told them about her being a witch even if her grams has told her to not tell anyone.

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Never To Plan

Klaus Mikaelson!Father X Son!Reader Damon Salvatore X Male!Reader

Word Count: 1069

Requested: @emaz-0225

Request: Hello I love your work but can you do a imagine where your the son of Katherine and Klaus and your just like them and your best friend is Kai Parker and your trying to get him out of the Prison World. You come into Mystic Falls and you See your old friend Stefan Dating your moms look alike and you fall for Damon and you guys start dating. Klaus comes into town and your thrown into WWW 3 so you go to Europe and then called back to the drama when Hayley is pregnant and you get along with Josh and Hayley and Davina but when Hope is born you sacrifice yourself to The crazy Aunt but you find out Damon is with Elena now and you turn off your emotions

You had come to Mystic Falls in search of a way to get your friend out of the Prison World but you ended up getting a little side tracked with Damon Salvatore catching your attention your plan stopped dead in it’s tracks, well kind of, you were still looking for ways to get him out but you were hitting more roadblocks then you wanted. That being said the real problem was your father, you were thrown into a fight you wanted no part in and so with no way to save both sides you take a step back and instead go to Europe in hopes of getting your search for Kai back on track and finding what you had really travelled all this time for.

That was how you found yourself in a small cafe in the east of London on the phone to your father who was in New Orleans “well what a surprise, I didn’t expect to hear from you.” You said as you answered the call. “I need your help.” He said. “Is that so?” You asked, taking a sip of the hot drink in front of you as you winked at the waitress who brought it over. “You have a sister.” He said. “You know that doesn’t surprise me.” You mumbled, you could feel his glare from across the sea. “What does that mean?” He asked. “We both know what that means.” You shuffled in your seat “what does your daughter have to do with me? What do you suddenly need your estranged son for?” “I need to show someone what a true king looks like and what his prince is capable of.” Klaus answered. “This king is you?” You downed the last of the drink before nodding in thanks to the girl who had served you before standing up. “And you, the prince.” Klaus confirmed. “No need to flatter me your highness, I know I’m only a prince in name.” You said as you walked back to the hotel that you were staying in. “Then prove to them that you are not.” He hung up the phone after that.

When you got to New Orleans a lot had already happened but the only thing that you did know was that it was that your father offered you a chance to make a mess and you had been bored for a few months now. “So you’re Marcellus, correct?” You asked as you looked at the man standing in the middle of the courtyard. “Who are you?” He asked. “(Y/N).” Rebekah said from her place next to Marcel. “Auntie Bekah, don’t tell me you’d abandon your family for a man?” You teased as you stepped closer. “He thinks that you would be enough to beat every vampire in this city?” Marcel asked, drawing your attention back to him. “Sunshine, I was born better than any vampire, werewolf or witch that you can throw at me but please do try.” You smirked “where are your forces anyway I’m itching to snap a neck and if it’s not them it will be you.” Someone grabbed you from behind, throwing you back into the wall “here we go.” You easily ripped apart the first few men next attacking together and getting a few hits in before you took them down, your hand in the chest of the last to attack you before you heard. “Hold on a moment.” Klaus said as he walked into the room “Marcel it seems that your men aren’t up to the challenge.” “Klaus.” Marcel glared. “Here I have a coin!” Klaus put it down on the floor “whoever picks up this coin will be spared his game!” “Game?” You squeezed the heart that resided in the chest you had punched through “I don’t think they are having much fun.” “But you are.” Klaus smirked, your eyes drawn to Rebekah as she whispered something to Marcel, you watched carefully as he stepped forward and bent, picking up the coin, you smirked as you pulled your hand from the man's chest and let him fall. “Nicely done your highness, I’ll be leaving then?” You asked and Klaus smirked. “Why would the prince leave his kingdom?”

It was years before real trouble found your family, you don’t know why it took so long but as your aunt claimed right to you or your sister, you decided that it would be you that she took, you had no intention of giving someone else in your place and so you left with her before anyone could stop you.

You honestly expected it to take longer, for her to break you but it only took her a few weeks to find out what you had left for your family what you hoped to one day go back to and took you to Mystic Falls told you to go and see the man that you had left, you walked into the boat house happier than you had in years and it was torn from you in seconds “(Y/N)?” Damon asked, you swallowed as you looked between the two, Damon and Elena more friendly then they were when you had left. “How long?” You asked. “(Y/N)-” “How long?” You asked again, fists curled so tight that you thought you might break your own hand. “You know what it doesn’t matter because I was told by so many people that you would break me-” “Break you!?” Damon asked. “You were the one that left!” “To protect every one of you because if my father had made me fight with him, you would have likely been the only one I would have convinced him to leave alive.” You answered. “Nice to know that you can think the worst of me.” “I-” “You had everything that I had left to give so if you’ll excuse me I have a prison to get back to.” You muttered. “(Y/N) wait!” Elena was the one that called out this time but when you turned back they all saw it, the dead look behind your eyes. “If you ever come near me again, either one of you, I will take the part of you that you love the most and twist it into your worst nightmare.” You threatened. “Come (Y/N), we have work to do.” Dahlia said as she gestured for you to follow her, you turned leaving the two alone in the house.

*Part 2*

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[twistedlorae]

Like 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔎𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔢 said once- 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖐𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍, 𝖎 𝖉𝖎𝖉 ☽︎❤︎☾︎

☠︎︎ THE NEW HOUSEKEEPER ☠︎︎

Summary: After being being hired by Zacharia Salvatore, (y/n) began his journey as he worked for him and his family not knowing their dark bloody secrets that hid in the shadows of the boarding house, as he met the two handsome siblings Stefan salvatore and Damon Salvatore and finding out the dark truth behind their lives along with his own unknown family secrets.

Tags: 19+,BDSM, smut, blood, deaths, and just gay asf

Bitch ass writer aka me: Hey I've been sick asf with covid so I am still working on this story as soon. As it's ready I shall post the first chapter to this short story, you can read if you want?, this is very gay i cant express that enough also I suck at writing so there's that ......anyway coming soon

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