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Michael Trevino + Babies

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Becoming a father had changed everything for him. Life was more serious now. Tyler wasn’t quite as playful in his interactions, was slower to anger, was organized and on schedule and always exhausted but God, his son was worth it. He was the most perfect thing Tyler had ever seen and he was completely captivated by him. Sure, there were still parts of his life that needed addressing but for the most part, life was good. Just not with Jeremy. Or Cait. Or Caroline. Alright, fine, so life was still mostly shit but his baby rocked and that’s what mattered. He didn’t stand for anyone threatening that peace and perhaps that was why he was a tad gruff in his current encounter. “You gonna get to a point? ‘Cause my kid is gonna be up any second and I’m supposed to sleep when he does.” @sanguishqsstarters​

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Tyler Lockwood + Favorite Color 

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MICHAEL TREVINO as KYLE VALENTI Roswell, New Mexico | Don’t Speak (1.05)

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“Okay, okay. Yeah, I’m coming. I’m coming right now. I’ll see you soon, super soon.” Tyler’s hands were shaking as he hung up the phone, a dopey grin coming over his face. It was happening. The baby was finally here and he was going to be a father for the second time. It still didn’t feel real and he could feel himself starting to panic. God, what if he wasn’t any good at this? What if the baby hated him? Oh, fuck. “Holy shit. I’m about to be a dad again. Like, right now. Holy fuck.” 

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griefbuilt​:

of  all  the  stupid  goddamn  bullshit  luck  in  the  world….of  course  the  first  thing  that  would  happen  upon  getting  back  would  be  meeting  a  very  hungry  newbie  vampire.  of  course  it  would  try  to  make  a  nice  little  snack  out  of  him.  why  the  fuck  wouldn’t  it  ?  but  god,  he  just  didn’t  have  the  time  right  now  to  mediate  or  have  some  sweet  little  come  to  the  light  moment.  hence  the  greying  corpse  at  his  feet  (  god  it  was  always  so  strange  to  see  the  life  bleed  from  them  like  that  ).  poor  son  of  a  bitch.  but  he  was  on  a  mission  —-  funerals  for  the  damned  be  fucked.  without  giving  it  much  thought,  he  began  dragging  the  body  through  the  woods  —–  to  somewhere  a  little  less  inconspicuous.  he’d  kick  some  dirt  and  leaves  on  it  and  call  it  a  day.  find  his  kids.  pretend  this  obnoxious  little  detour  through  the  forests  of  mckinley  never  happened.  that  was  the  plan  at  least…..fucking  footsteps.  jesus  fucking  christ,  really  ?   a   sigh.  he  dropped  the  body.  looked  up  at  the  person  approaching.  “  yeah….this  is  exactly  what  it  looks  like.  “ 

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Shifting was really the only thing that got his mind off his problems these days. Thank God that he had transitioned back to hybrid right before all of this crap went down, because without his wolf he was quite certain that he would be losing his mind at this point. Those few hours that he got to shift and let himself be truly free was the only joy that he found in his life in recent weeks, save for the time that he got to spend with Nova and prepping for the new baby. God, that kid really needed a name. They couldn’t just keep calling him ‘new baby’ forever. Another thing that he would think about once he transitioned. Walking deep into the woods, he didn’t even bother waiting until he got to the spot he had in mind before he stripped off his shirt, tossing the garment over his shoulder. He was so lost in his own thoughts that it wasn’t until a familiar voice spoke that he was pulled up out of them. Confusion hit first, and Tyler approached slowly as if the other man was a deer that might bolt if he moved too fast. “Jeremy?” he asked, eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. He’d just seen the man a few days before and while the five o’clock shadow did him justice, he certainly hadn’t had a beard like that. A few more wrinkles around the eyes, the hair was different. It was like Bizarro Jer and Tyler was well and fully freaked out. “Who the fuck are you?” 

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“Oh goody. Cashmeire sweater wearing dads who think they’re kids are so much better than anyone else’s because they’ve got a trust fund.” Damon’s kids also had trust funds, but his kids weren’t assholes. Well – they could be, but they were his assholes. The famous Damon Salvatore smirk graces his lips as one dares to reach out, as if he was trying to adjust Damon’s clothing to try and what? Intimidate him? “You have three seconds to remove your hands, and in those three seconds you can be incredibly grateful that I’m even giving you those.” Damon was human, yes. But he was still very much skilled in fighting and hunting, not that these guys screamed anything other than stupid. “One….” Nothing, “Two….” And just as he was about to say three, the other backed off. “Good choice, didn’t wanna ruin that fake tan of yours.” Damon claps a hand on the others shoulder before he walks off. @sanguishqsstarters​

“Hey, ain’t nothing wrong with a trust fund kid,” Tyler joked at the older man’s insult, smirking as he watched him handle the situation with more even-tempered patience than he could have ever personally managed. It wasn’t a virtue that the universe had seen fit to bless him with so he was always impressed by anyone that did have it. Tyler could practically feel the self-satisfied arrogance of the man in front of him and he raised an eyebrow in interest when the man that had been harassing him finally left. “You owe somebody some money or something?” Tyler asked, arms crossed firmly over his chest. 

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“So here’s the thing,” Elena began. “It’s been 20 years from now in the future and I don’t remember too much about this time in my life. Well, besides the mourning and that’s more normal then not so– fill me in on what’s going on with you and I’ll try to figure out where I could help.” Future knowledge must come in handy, right? Elena was happy to fill in the gaps. 

Tyler couldn’t help but smirk at the woman in front of him, shrugging at her question. He was used to the future kids being a little bit odd, but this lady was definitely more out there than most. “Uh, Tyler Lockwood? All around fuck up, boyfriend to Jeremy but not for lack of trying on the proposal thing. Expectant father, new hybrid. Should I go on?” 

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Her baby. There he was. All grown up, a young man in his own accord. Carol so PROUD of who he had managed to become in spite of Carol’s own subpar parenting and Richard’s brand of terrible. She loved him so entirely– her heart felt ready to burst at the sight of him. She was by his side in an instant, vamp speed all the way— a whole conversation they needed to have but Carol couldn’t let it wait because she needed to be holding him more then she needed air to breath— literally. Her arms slung around him in a tight embrace, remembering the time in their lives when he had been smaller then her and now he loomed so TALL— “Fuck off Betty!” She yelled to the woman she was still tempted to eat. “Hi baby.” This wasn’t entirely how she had seen this going but well, Carol had never been known for patient and vampirism hadn’t helped that. “We should talk yeah?”

Tyler was too stunned to fight off her embrace, despite the fact that every single cell in his body was screaming at him to figure out how in the hell she was standing in front of him. The fact that she sped to his side with inhuman velocity only confirmed what he knew: she was a vampire, just like him. Which meant that she had never been dead at all. Where in the hell had she been for the last two years while he had been suffering without her, while had mourned her? Who the fuck did they bury in that grave? “Hi, Mom,” he answered, his voice cold and distant as he pulled back. “I don’t think we need to talk at all. I think that you have some explaining to do. Like, now.” 

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She was beginning to think she should have stayed in Hell, away from everyone because all she seemed to do now was prove that Hell was where she truly belonged. She stayed a distance away from Tyler, knowing that he was newly transitioned and it didn’t really even matter how much distance she put between them. But she needed to get this out, he just so happened to be the person she ran into first. So, ignoring the obvious fear that was there, she spoke up. “Cade just… possessed me and tried to hurt Stefan but Bonnie got in the way and now –” She bit at her cheek, eyes not meeting his. “I hurt Bonnie. Bad.”

Every single part of him wanted to fix this for Vicki. If he was honest with himself, he blamed himself somewhat for her death. While he hadn’t been close by when it happened, hadn’t been the one to hold the stake...maybe if he had just been able to be a better guy back then, she wouldn’t have fallen prey of Damon’s advances. Maybe she would have been able to be safe under his protection, his parents be damned. “Okay,” he said slowly, trying to process what this meant. “But Bonnie’s okay now? And Stefan, too, right?” They had to be okay. Jeremy couldn’t lose anyone else. Hell, Tyler couldn’t either. “Vick, we gotta get you away from this Cade guy.” 

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The god was taken aback by Tyler’s words. Chronos can understand that most didn’t know who he was but this was a new level of disrespect. “I don’t have any hard on for Klaus.” Chronos replied indignantly. “So what if he has a chisled jaw and piercing emerald eyes, I couldn’t care less for the man.” Chronos sighed. “Besides I only love one maiden from afar and her name is Caroline Forbes. One day we will wed and have children.” He said with a dreamy sigh. “It’s only a matter of time.”

Tyler had to laugh at the man in front of him’s refusal to admit that he wasn’t obsessed with his sire when it was obvious that the opposite was true. “Chiseled? Piercing? Yeah, you’re right, dude. You’re totally hard-on free.” The eyeroll that accompanied the words was over-exaggerated and he nearly groaned with disapproval when he mentioned Caroline. “Okay, bro, I’m going to do you a favor. The only person with a shot in hell at that kind of fate is Stefan Salvatore so you might want to give up on that particular pipe dream before you get your wittle heart broken.” 

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letters to cait II DAY ONE

Cait, 

I didn’t want to write this stupid thing. My therapist says that writing down my feelings can help. I guess that’s why Hero Hair did it for all those years and god knows that he has more issues than I do. When she first brought it up, she told me that writing letters to people that I lost would be the easiest way to get over my grief. I think she meant for me to write to my mom or my dad or Mason. I probably should have. But that advice was the first thing that rang through my head when you said that we were done, that our friendship was over. 

I know that we were never something like you have with your guy that hung the moon and honestly, it’s probably for the best. If we’d been something more, it would have fucked it all up. I’m glad we never crossed that line and I never lost my best friend. I’m sorry if that hurt you, that I was selfish enough that I didn’t want to just throw what we have had away. Selfish is kind of the Lockwood family speciality. We’re not great at caring about other people first. It’s a learned trait. 

I feel stupid writing this shit to you, knowing that I’ll never hand it over to you to actually read. I guess that I just miss my best friend. You were the first person that I wanted to call when Jeremy said no to my proposal. I wanted to drink it out with you, to get completely sloshed and forget for a few moments how much it hurt to know that I’m not good enough for him, that I probably never will be. Turns out I’m no good for you either and now I’ve lost you both. You’re both probably better off. 

Thinking about all of this has me pretty pissed now, so I guess I’ll end it here. Suppose I’ll write more tomorrow if this ends up helping. 

You’re still my family, even if I’m not yours. 

Ty

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“I heard you the first time Betty– your files say Carol Lockwood is dead. But guess what? We are Mystic Falls ADJACENT and if you don’t know what the means then it’s your funeral! But since I am so kind I will warn you one last time and I’m gonna make myself very clear, okay?” Damn whoever thought it was a good idea to lace the dumbass locals with vervain so they couldn’t be compelled. With a dangerous and sharp smile, Carol spoke. “If you don’t tell me where my son is, Betty, I will EAT you.” | @sanguishqsstarters​

He knew that voice. He would know that voice anywhere. It was the voice that he had heard for months after her death, screaming in his ears, begging him for help as her lungs filled with water. His mother was standing right in front of him and Tyler couldn’t even find the words to get her to stop threatening the poor innocent woman in front of him. This was a moment that he had dreamed of, that he had prayed for. It was finally here and he didn’t know how to react. Part of him was elated; she was his mother after all, the only person that had been able to protect him from Richard. In the end, when he got old enough, he’d been protecting her from his father as well. They had needed each other. “Mom?” he finally asked, hands shaking at his sides. “What the fuck is going on?”