#Stefan is in love with klaus why would he want his boyfriend and best friend together?

[piperslovebot]

The idea of Bonnie being a d*lena shipper makes as much sense as Stefan being a k*aroline shipper.

[bittergirlsworld]

I finally gave up and saw TVD to understand some stuff in TO, and I just have to say: what an awfully written show. My goodness, how the hell is the most annoying girl in Mystic Falls the anchor who holds them together? Caroline, the fandom darling has no personality whatsoever. She's a camaleon, she's what they need her to be in the episode. Sometimes, she's the greatest soul alive, sometimes she's only there to slutshame another girl for doing exactly what she does. Sometimes she's pinning after her boyfriend, sometimes she backstabs him. Sometimes she's so repulsed by the 1000 year murder who bribes her with fancy things and sometimes she's okay to use the hell out of him to have what she needs. Elena, who's supposed to be the protagonist, becomes more and more the love interest to Damon. His love for her, that both recognize as toxic, comes from a sire bond and everyone insists to pretend that she loves him just the same without it as if she wasn't heavily projecting Stefan on him to the point he calls her out. The Originals, who were supposed to be invicible, the most insane of them just dies for a teenage hunter. Finn, the most sane one, portrait as a bore because he resented the bother who kept him in a coffin for thousands of years. Katherine, who I swear is one of the only two female characters really interesting in this show, is called a bitch all the time for the unforgivable crime of running from a psycho hybrid who wanted to slaughter her and then slaughtered her fucking family. Elijah and Rebekah does not exist outside of Klaus. Rebekah was just extremely annoying till they gave her a real personality and in the spin-off. Out of nowhere, she was obsessed with being human. Bonnie, poor Bonnie. The racism was blatantly showing. She was only there to be the magic negro trope. They didn't even allowed her to have romantic storyline! Her boyfriend who she resurrected cheats on her with a freaking ghost and she still back with him in season 5? She deserved so much better. Damon turns her mother in a vampire and then she's his best friend? She loses her entire family as well and is never treated with the same courtesy Elena has been treated. Not even the fancy balls she could attend, apparently. (Her wigs were also terrible. Poor Kat, they made her appear so old sometimes with those hairs).

And the romantic pairings? Awful. Damon and Elena were downright disgusting. He raped Caroline. Why everyone pretends he wasn't compelling her while having sex with her? Why all these centuries old man are so obsessed with fuck teenagers? How's that's romantic, date a girl on high school when you had two shares of a lifetime? Even if we take in consideration the lore that vampires stop aging when they're turned, the only couple who would make sense in this logic were Stefan and Elena, since Stefan was a teenager when turned. Klaus and Caroline had no romantic connection. She used him dry, he bite her to die to make a point to her boyfriend. He would be her last love but fucked her and left. She hated him but would happily accept his gifts while treating him like a dog. Damon and Elena loudly assume to each other that they are terrible together but then forget because they're fucking again. I swear to god, that relationship was pure based on their sex drive. She wanted that old dick so bad she blamed dead Katherine for the fact he killed her friend and threatened her brother.

The timeline made no sense. Plotholes all around. Why Bonnie couldn't make magic while being the anchor? Must be because she would be too powerful, and with Elena being so useless, they couldn't allow that. Caroline is another one completely useless for the plot. She could disappear from the show and wouldn't change a single thing.

It's really awful. After finally seeing this I can say with conviction that The Originals was the best they could have.

[triplehmunson]

𝔓𝔒𝔙: Enemies to lovers with Stefan Salvatore (fem! Reader) ‼️warning⚠️: little smut! Mention of erotic things, cute very cute! there is no age difference, You're of age! Stefan is a cute and a little bit perv future boyfriend! Fem! Reader 🥰✨🫢 enemies to lovers!

You:

You meet Stefan thanks Elena when you went to see her on the way out of the university.

You don't like Stefan at all, you feel like he's the typical Fuck boy that exists anywhere.

When you went to a game to see Elena and Caroline who were the cheerleaders of the team where Stefan was the captain, by "accident" Stefan hit you with the ball and instead of apologizing he laughed with his friends and made you look ridiculous.

Since that horrible day you hate him with all your being and even wish that something bad would happen to him, you know, Karma!

One night when you left the house to go shopping you discovered that Stefan was a vampire, you were shocked because you didn't believe they still existed.

You had a problem, is that you You hated vampires since they killed the love of your life, you swore that the night you were going to transform into a wolf you were going to kill those who took your boyfriend's life.

You had some strange dreams where Stefan was on top of you, he was biting you but you didn't scream for help, rather you moaned his name and asked for more, that made you wake up panting and sweating.

Every time you went to see Elena to help her with her relationship with Damon, who was your best friend, you always saw her with that "cocky idiot" as you had nicknamed Stefan.

When you tried to talk to her, he always interrupted you saying: "Come on, baby, you can't wait your turn to talk to Elena, oh I know! You're going to tell her that you touch yourself thinking about me" and you turn red from shame and anger… How dare he say something like that!

Unfortunately for you, you found out at a dinner with your friends, which included Damon, Elena, Caroline and her boyfriend Klaus Mikaelson, because Stefan, that "big idiot" was Damon's brother, your jaw literally fell when you saw that the boy who most you hated was the brother of one of your best friends, this couldn't be real!

Who knew that the hatred you felt for Stefan was slowly turning into love, since whenever you saw him with other girls you would get extremely jealous.

Every time Stefan bothered you or looked at you, the colors rose to your face, at first you didn't know why but you loved having his attention, it made you feel special.

Although you didn't admit it in front of him or your friends, you loved it when he called you names like: "baby" "princess" "annoying little thing" "sexy immature" "sweetie" "doll"

Y/n: Since I hate Stefan I want to hit him but at the same time I want to sleep in his arms while his pretty eyes look at me and his pretty lips kiss me.

You love his back madly since it is wide, it looks soft and how you want to scratch him when it becomes possible for him to make you his.

Stefan:

Stefan already knew you for a long time thanks to his brother.

You always caught his attention especially since you were short in his eyes, you were a cutie.

"He said or pretended" to hate you so as not to attract the attention of others and be described as weak, especially his friends, you know, he has to preserve his "popularity".

He loved when you got angry because you made a pout that made him want to eat you with kisses.

He once heard a rumor that you were in a relationship with Elijah Mikaelson, that made him extremely jealous, his nature as the "ripper" came to light every time he thought about you with another man other than him.

Despite his "angelic face" Stefan was very possessive of his "angel" that is, you.

His jealousy was not so extreme or possessive to the extreme, nor did he want to see himself as a monster, he wanted to be your protector, your safe place, the love of your life.

He did know that you were a wolf thanks to a conversation he had with Klaus since he knew the "boss" of your pack.

He was not ashamed to admit that he had erotic dreams about you, whenever he woke up sweating and panting he wished you were there to help him with his "problems."

One day at the gym where you went with Caroline (Stefan also goes to that gym) he saw that you were going to do yoga and when he saw you in those yoga pants he got hard and horny and he held on until he could not take you right then and there or take you away. to the bathroom to make you his until you're tired.

He loved madly, your laugh was like music to his ears and your smile was like a drug for him, it was very addictive.

He plans to marry you and have a big family by your side.

The only person who can stop the actions of the "ripper" is you, since you are his angel, the love of his life.

Stefan loves your neck madly. In his eyes it looks so soft and flexible. Many times he has fantasized about fitting his fangs and feeding on you while he imagines that you moan his name asking for more.

Stefan: You're going to see my angel, very soon you're going to be mine, you're going to be in my arms and I'm going to kiss you and hug you and I'm never going to let you go... I'm going to protect you with my life if necessary.

[thatfanficstuff]

Not About You - 45

Damon Salvatore x ofc

Lucy sat on the sofa in Ric's apartment drinking a blood bag as she watched Nik feed Stefan bag after bag. Stefan stuck to the bunny diet so he didn’t turn ripper but this was the price for the cure for Damon. She hated it, but it was between the two of them.

Stefan shifted his gaze between her and Niklaus. "Why did you do it?" His voice was rough, broken

She frowned, not liking when he was upset. "Why did he do what, Stefan?" 

Nik’s gaze shot to her before settling back on the Salvatore. The hybrid tilted his head and clicked his tongue. "I wouldn't if I were you, mate. Might make things messy."

Stefan looked torn, but kept his mouth shut. Nik held out another bag of blood. "Stay here and live your life, or embrace what you truly are and come with me. Ten years and you save your brother. What's ten years in the life of a vampire, Ripper?"

Lucy chewed at her lip. This whole thing didn't feel right. Stefan didn't want this. Sure, Damon needed Nik's blood but surely there were other ways to get it. Other things he would negotiate for. As if sensing her unease, Nik turned to her with a smile. "Don't worry about any of this, love. Everything will work out just as it's meant to."

He was right. She worried too much. Stefan could make his own choices. Which he did when he snatched another bag of blood from Nik's hand and ripped the top off before squeezing the contents down his throat.

  "Do me a favor, love. Take some of my blood to Damon so he can get over that pesky bite while I talk to our friend here. He's going on a little trip with us."

"If we're going on a trip, shouldn't I pack?"

Nik smiled at her. "Don’t waste the time. We’ll buy what we need on the road.”

She nodded and watched as he drained some of his blood into a bottle. He put a stopper in the top and held it out to her, pulling it back as she reached for it. "Now listen, sweetheart. You do whatever you need to return to me, yeah? If Damon tries to stop you, you tell him that I will kill his brother if you aren't back here within the hour."

Her eyes darted between her love and her friend. "You wouldn't really kill Stefan would you?"

"If that's what it took to get my girl back? Absolutely." He laid a hand against her cheek. "Make sure you give Damon my regards before you come back to me, all right? Oh, and before I forget it's best to leave Elijah daggered for now. I'm afraid he wouldn't agree with some of my plans."

She nodded and held her hand out for the bottle. He laid it across her palm with a smile. "I'd hurry, love. I doubt he has much time left."

***

Lucy sped to the boarding house and let herself in. She listened and heard a soft murmur of voices coming from Damon's room. She leaned against the door frame and watched Elena give Damon a soft kiss. A pang of jealousy made Lucy frown. She shouldn't care who Damon kissed. She had Nik after all. He jerked his face away from Elena. "You're not Lucy." 

"Yeah, well Lucy's not here, is she?" Elena said sounding bitter. 

"Actually I am," Lucy spoke up. "I see Elijah’s elixir worked. Why are you here?”

The girl snapped around, her eyes wide in surprise. "Caroline’s out looking for you and Stefan. She asked me to stay with him.”

"Lucy?" Damon sounded just this side of dead. 

She moved over to the bed and smiled at him. "I'm here, Damon. I brought Nik's blood." She opened the bottle and poured the thick liquid into Damon's mouth. It only took a minute for him to start looking better. 

His hands grasped her arms. "Where in the hell have you been?" His blue eyes studied her, making her feel uncomfortable. Guilty.

She stepped back, pulling her arms from his still weak grip. "I was with Nik. Where else would I be?"

"Nik?" Elena asked from behind her. "You mean Klaus."

Lucy nodded. 

"Why did you call him that?”

Lucy arched a brow and looked her over. "What business is it of yours what I call my boyfriend?”

Damon struggled to sit up in the bed. “What did you just say?”

Her brow furrowed. “What?”

He stood slowly and she automatically reached out a hand to steady him. He looked better than he did when she arrived but not great. He frowned, looking at her like something was wrong with her. "This is a joke, right? Because you saw Elena kissing me. That wasn’t what it looked like.”

Elena scoffed and Lucy ignored her. “Why should I care what you do or who you do it with, Damon. As long as you’re happy.”

“You're what makes me happy, Lucy. Just you."

Her cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry, Damon. You’re a great friend, but I love Nik."

His eyes went wide and stepped closer to her. He grasped her hand in his and lifted it to his lips, his eyes staying locked with hers. She tilted her head as she tried to figure out what he was doing. He turned her hand and quickly bit her wrist before drawing away with a hiss. "No vervain. Son of a bitch. He compelled you."

Lucy sighed. "Don't be ridiculous, Damon. He wouldn’t do that. I won't tell him you bit me. That would only piss him off."

"If you love him, why do you care if I piss him off?"

She frowned. "You're still my friend. Just because I don't love you doesn't mean I don't care about you."

His eyes slipped closed and he grimaced.

"Are you okay? Does the bite hurt?"

"The bite's fine, baby." He raked a hand through his hair. "Where's Elijah?"

"He's daggered for right now. It's for the best," she answered without thought.

Damon dropped his hands on her shoulders and gave her a little shake. "Listen to yourself, Lucy. Does any of this sound like you? Snap out of it."

She stepped out from under his hands. "Stop it, Damon. Just stop."

"Where is Stefan?" Elena asked. 

Lucy's eyes darted to the girl. "He's going on a trip with me and Nik. It was the payment for the cure."

A muscle twitched in Damon's jaw. "A trip? Like hell. You're not going anywhere, Luce. Not until I fix this." He reached for her again and she twisted away from him. 

"There's nothing to fix. I had a certain amount of time to bring you the cure and get back. If I don't, he'll kill Stefan."

His hand dropped and tears pooled in his eyes. "And this is who you love? Come on, Lucy. Fight this."

She shook her head again and took another step away from him. He sounded so upset. It hurt her heart. "I have to go. I need to leave right now."

She paused in the doorway to find Elena looking confused and Damon utterly lost. She needed to get back to Nik. She was afraid if she stayed any longer, she wouldn't leave. That didn't seem right but she shoved the thought away and gave Damon a small smile. "Nik wanted me to be sure to give you his regards before I left."

With that, she turned and sped away from the room. As she reached the front door of the boarding house she heard Damon release a yell of pure anger and anguish. The sound tore through her but she forced herself not to turn around. She had somewhere she needed to be.

***

Months passed as they traveled from one side of the country to the other chasing rumors of wolfpacks. Lucy only aided on the periphery, Nik not wanting to endanger her in anyway. It was sweet in a way. He was always very sweet to her and truth be told, she was getting rather tired of it. They shared a bed, but Stefan was always in the same room with them. They cuddled but Nik wouldn’t even kiss her on the lips anymore. It certainly wasn’t the way she ever expected the Original hybrid to act.

She forced the thoughts from her head and focused on a blonde woman as she stepped from her house and called for her dog.  

"Hey, hi," Lucy called as she stepped from the shadows and walked across the yard. "Man, am I glad to see you. I got in a fight with my boyfriend a couple of miles back and he kicked me out of the car. I don't even know where I am and yours is the first house I've came to. Can I use your phone?"

"Don't you have a cell phone?"

"It's in the car along with my purse. Asshole."

The girl frowned but nodded. "All right. Stay here. I'll bring the phone to you."

"I’d hoped to come in for a minute,” Lucy countered.

The woman immediately shook her head in denial.

Nik stepped into view. "I thought you country folk were supposed to be more trusting."

She took a step back and looked between the two vampires. "I'm from Florida."

"Well, that explains it," Nik said before grabbing the woman by her throat. "Now how about you show me a little southern hospitality, sweet pea." He glanced over at Lucy. "You wait in the car, sweetheart. I'll be along shortly."

Lucy nodded feeling uneasy at leaving the woman to suffer whatever Nik had planned but she brushed it off. He knew what was best. 

Shortly after the screaming began, Nik returned to the car. "Hello, Love." He grinned as he slid behind the wheel. 

Lucy slid closer to him, wishing she could just shut the screaming out. He looped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer before pressing a kiss to the top of her head. 

"We're going to have to make another stop. I believe I've finally found my wolf.”

She smiled up at him. "That's great." Nerves fluttered in her belly but she sucked in a breath to steel herself. "I wanted to ask you something.”

When she didn’t immediately continue, he placed a hand under her chin and lifted it so he could meet her gaze. "What is it, sweetheart?"

She laid her hand against the side of his face. "Next time we stop at a hotel can we get our own room? You know, so we can have some privacy?"

Nik sighed and pulled away from her. "I've told you before I respect you too much to simply bed you. We have all the time in the world. Be patient, love.”

A voice inside of her screamed that he was lying. That nothing he said was the truth. "So marry me.”

He turned to her with wide eyes, looking a little pale. "What?"

"If it’s about respect, marry me first. I love you, you love me. Why wait?”

"You don't want that, Lucy. Not really." He grabbed her hand and ran his thumb over the back of it. "We’ll discuss this after I find my wolves."

She turned from him to stare out the window. There was something going on with him and Lucy didn't like it. Instead of their relationship becoming more intimate, it seemed to be heading in the opposite direction. Hugs and forehead kisses weren’t exactly her idea of a good time. It was almost as if he was falling out of love with her.

***

Damon glanced up at the house as Lexi pulled to a stop. Another lead, another likely dead end, but he had to try. His phone rang and he declined the call when he saw Caroline’s name. Caroline wanted to find Stefan but so far, she’d been following his lead. Neither Stefan nor Lucy would ever forgive him if something happened to the blonde. He’d been doing his best to keep her distracted. He’d even encouraged her to throw Elena a birthday party at the house. He groaned at the reminder. Just what he wanted, a house full of teenagers. All Damon wanted to do was find Lucy. If he found Stefan with her, even better. 

"It's quiet," Lexi said and Damon glanced at her. 

He agreed with a nod and headed for the house. Once he opened the door and could step over the threshold, he knew everyone was dead. If he hadn't already realized, the blood splashed across the walls and floor would have been a fairly decent indicator.

They found the girls sitting on the couch, dead and pieced back together. This had his brother written all over it. 

"Stefan for sure," Lexi said. 

"Stefan for sure," Damon repeated.

“Lucy?" 

He shook his head. "Never. Not like this."

"She's under Klaus's control, Damon. You don't know what he's made her do."

Damon nudged one of the bodies with his foot and the head rolled off onto the floor. He swallowed past the lump in his throat knowing the other vampire was right but still refusing to believe his girl had anything to do with this. 

***

Lucy sat outside the bar not wanting to watch Stefan torture the werewolf. After a while, she wandered inside looking for Nik to check in only to see him talking a brunette. Lucy frowned and stayed back, listening to the conversation as Stefan approached the hybrid.

"My brother is still following us?" he asked.

Nik nodded. "And getting closer. I'm going to have to do something about that."

"You know it's not me he's after. Send her home and she can get him to back off."

Lucy frowned.

"And why would I do that, Stefan? I am so fond of her company, after all."

"Damn it, Klaus. Just let her go. I'll stay. You saved my brother. I owe you, but let her go," Stefan pled with a fleeting glance in Lucy's direction. She took the hint and went back outside before Nik realized she'd heard any of the conversation.

She wandered around the edge of the parking lot, her arms wrapped around herself. Footsteps came up behind her and she knew who it was without turning. "What's going on, Stefan? What am I missing?"

She turned to her friend when he didn't answer to find him studying her. Finally, he shook his head. "I can't tell you anything, Lucy. Not now. I'm going to have a talk with Damon. I'll be back."

She gave him a hug. "Be careful, Stefan."

He kissed her temple. "You, too."

***

"Stefan?" Damon called softly as he searched the warehouse where his brother had texted him to meet. 

"Hey, Damon." Stefan stepped out of the shadows. 

"Man is it good to see you, baby bro." He glanced around knowing it was unlikely, but hoping to see Lucy.

"She's not here, Damon. She's with Klaus."

Damon sighed and raked a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I figured."

"Look, I know you're worried about her. About both of us. But you've got to stop trying to find us. If you don't, Klaus will kill you. I'm keeping an eye on her. Just...trust me to bring her back to you."

"It's not you I don't trust, Stef. Where's Elijah?"

"Still daggered."

"Shit." Damon paced the floor before looking back to his brother. "I won't let him just keep her. I can't. I love her."

"I know you do. The thing is, I think he does, too." Stefan grimaced. 

Damon's heart dropped. "What?" His voice was little more than a whisper. 

Stefan shook his head. "I don't think it started that way. He wanted to punish her at first. To make her pay for her betrayal. But now... He protects her. He sends her away so she doesn't see anything violent. He hasn't slept with her. He won't even kiss her, Damon."

"Well, that's one less thing to have nightmares about."

"Look, if things keep going the way they are, he'll let her go soon. Until then, I'll keep an eye on her."

He nodded and handed an envelope to Stefan. "If you have a chance and think she won't blab to Klaus, give her that. I can back off for a while, but I can't make any promises for Caroline or Lexi."

Stefan put the envelope away. "Do what you can. I can't control Klaus. I can only do my best to distract him."

[fairyqueentitana]

Let's talk about TVD

For those who don't know TVD is the shortened name for the series known as The Vampire Diaries, the story centres around a girl by the name of Elena Gilbert after the tragic death of her parents.

Elena survives the accident that took her parents' lives and is preparing for her first day of school at the beginning of the series. Now, this all seems nice and mundane until the story progresses and she is dragged into the world of vampires, witches and werewolves, did I mention that she is a doppelganger and the most essential ingredient in a ritual that she has to die in. Yeah so not how she saw her life going.

To make matters worse she gets trapped in a love triangle between her boyfriend Stefan and his brother Damon. Right now that you are all caught up let's jump in.

While the show is quite popular and people celebrate the final victories of Elena and her friends I have an issue with multiple things.

Several Characters in this show are SA'ed one way or another and everyone acts like it's okay. When we are introduced to the Salvatore brothers the reason we are given for their feud is a woman. Not just any woman their sire and the 2nd doppelganger Katerina Petrova aka Katherine Pierce. She moves into their home and flirts with both men while compelling them to keep the relationship a secret from the other brother. While Damon was okay with her vampirism, Stefan was not he was horrified and did not want to be intimate with her anymore. What does Katherine do? Compel him to be fine with it and then continues to be intimate with him. Guys that isn't normal she should have stopped what she did was wrong. The second example is Damon Salvatore who I have to wonder if he is a serial offender what he did to Caroline was awful and nobody really told him off about it he even became best friends with her mother! Then he proceeds to do this with Andy Starr and admits that he was taught to do this by his mentor a female vampire by the name of Sage. He never apologises for these things. Others who come to mind are Klaus, Kol and Lucien however I can't confirm these so they are off the hook.

Elena Gilbert is either Toxic/narcissistic as hell. While at the beginning of the show, we see her as a mourning and afraid girl who is protective of her family which is not really who she is. She uses her friends to their own detriment not caring about the consequences until they really affect her. When she finds out about what Damon was doing to Caroline she scolded him briefly and moved on from the matter then after Caroline is changed she seems to completely forget why Caroline doesn't like Damon and even starts to treat him better than her friend. Another thing Bonnie Bennett has died countless times to protect and help Elena always at her own determent. When Bonnie dies she cries when she finds out it can kill Bonnie she cries but she does not learn from this at all, may I remind yall Bonnie's grams died doing something for ELENA. Then when it comes to not making enemies this girl just makes things worse for herself I mean yes Rebekah was the villain in her book but she had a chance to earn respect and Rebekah's trust what does this girl do stabs her in the back literally then pouts and cries when Rebekah runs her off of a bride when she in her infinite wisdom would not have been in that situation if she had left the woman alone. The situation with the cure as well pissed me off as they knew the consequences of killing an original and chose to kill Kol committing mass genocide and leaving Klaus with his brother's corpse. We all know they could have incapacitated him instead or like any wise person wait on Klaus. Elena is everyone's focus and they constantly sacrifice for her and she does not ever decide to do something smart about it to have a peaceful life. That bothers me.

Caroline and Bonnie Deserved Better. Let's start with our dear Bennett witch, Bonnie Shelia Bennett is a year younger than Elena and so far has died more times than anyone in the show. She never gets a happy ending at all Luka was not on her side and dies, Ben kidnaps her, Jeremy cheats on her and eventually dies, Kai is infatuated with her but tries to kill her, Kol and her would have been fun but it never came to pass and Enzo is killed by Stefan. In addition to it, all her family literally has bad luck with doppelgangers, Amara ran off with Qetsiyah's fiance, Katherine sold out Emily and got her burned at the stake and Elena was the reason Bonnie's mum lost her magic and became a vampire, Shelia died and Bonnie well you get my point. Everything was for Elena and Bonnie lost everything so many times. Now unto Caroline, she has been compelled, raped, taken advantage of, killed and turned without her consent, hated by her parents, and tortured by one of them. And before Klaus, she was of the opinion that every guy she was interested in preferred Elena. And sometimes Elena made things worse. She had a crush on Stefan he turned her down for the copy of his ex/rapist. She likes Matt that's cool and all but he still loves and will always choose Elena. He even looks to her for guidance/approval when it comes to his relationship with the blonde. And Tyler is an idiot who is situationally in love with caroline. The only man that really and truly wanted her honestly she could not be with cause he was Elena's enemy. And she only tells him on the condition he leaves town, not for her sake but everyone else's. When she finally gets Stefan he dies on the same day they get married. Caroline and Bonnie never get their happy-ending relationships because both of them lose the men they love every time. In addition, I would like to point out that they sacrificed so much and hardly got anything from it. Moving on from their love lives when someone turns off their humanity a lot of the things they say are honest to a point. I firmly believe a lot of the misery Elena put the both through without her humanity was the deeply buried thoughts the girl had. There is so much more I want to touch on but I'll leave these three points for now. Please note that I will be doing another relationship dive on TVD and the next show getting talked about will be either MLB, H2O just add water or Teen Wolf.

[we-pay-for-everything]

Why was Elena SO against being a vampire? She said she would rather die then become one? Meanwhile one of her best friends and her two boyfriends are both vampires. Sure it seems a little scary but would death really be better…? So annoying they didn’t turn her sooner and stop the Klaus commotion. If she really wanted to save all of her loved ones so bad she could’ve just turned sooner. This wasn’t meant to sound harsh i was just needing a rant and elena irks me LOL

Okay, but if Elena had pulled a Katherine, and turned to keep Klaus from killing her to break his curse, then he would've done to her what he did to Katherine, which was kill all her family and loved ones. Elena actually kept her family safe by making a deal with Elijah, sacrificing herself in exchange for her loved ones' safety. I don't know what you mean about her turning to stop the Klaus commotion. Klaus would've lost his shit and killed all of Mystic Falls.

As for why Elena was against being a vampire even though she was in love with two of them, there are many reasons:

Vampires kill. The only vampires that even made the case for Elena turning without becoming a killer were Caroline and Lexi, and we all saw how that ended (Caroline turned her humanity off and killed a bunch of people, and Lexi died senselessly). Even Stefan, who Elena knew to be a good person with an unfortunate addiction he fought against, killed people when he couldn't control himself. Her own birth mother became a monster after turning. Vicki, too, her childhood friend, became dangerous and even more volatile after turning. All the vampires she knew were dangerous. She became dangerous after turning.

This relates to no. 1, but, to Elena, vampires are slaves to their nature. They can't go out in the sun without a magical ring (which can be destroyed, spelled, robbed, etc.), they have to fight the urge to kill people every day, they have to watch their loved ones die, they can't have children, they have to move every so often so they can never settle down in one place, they have to lie all the time, etc. Furthermore, most vampires Elena knew were either on the run or another vampire's lackie. Isobel literally killed herself because of Klaus's compulsion, Katherine was on the run her entire life, Anna waited over a century for her mother and died shortly after being reunited with her (same for Nadia), Rose and Trevor were on the run for centuries, all of the Originals were daggered by their own brother at least once and kept in coffins, the hybrids were sired to Klaus. As far as Elena knew, vampires weren't any happier for being immortal. In fact, Stefan hated being a vampire, Rebekah wanted desperately to be human so she could have children, even Rose and Damon who mostly enjoyed being vampires were lonely (and Damon was a cold-blooded murderer), Katherine had been on the run all her life and was a horrible person, etc. Elena literally didn't know a single vampire that had a better life than the humans she knew and who wasn't always fighting for their lives.

Elena isn't scared of death. Of course she doesn't want to die, but to her death is natural and she isn't afraid of death in itself. She wanted to grow up, get a job, have children, grow old with her loved ones and then die. Elena didn't want to live forever if the cost was not being able to have children, settle down in one place and build a life for herself. Also, vampires die. Elena watched countless vampires, young and old, die violently.

Elena was young. Although she was exposed to death at a young age due to the passing of her parents, why should such a young girl already be fearing aging and dying? At that age, people can't even imagine growing old and all the pains that come with it, and growing up means going to college, travelling, having many firsts and enjoying life as an adult without the responsibilities and troubles that actually come with it. Your 20s are supposed to be a magical time and no one wants to be a teenager forever, so it's not surprising that Elena would rather live out her 20s than be an 18 year old girl forever. As for the danger she was in, she was smart enough to know that turning wouldn't keep her safe. You can ask why she didn't just leave Mystic Falls, but the answer is that she's a fighter who didn't want to become like Katherine. And everything she knew was in MF.

Finally, just because Elena loved vampires it doesn't follow that she should want to become one? I mean, my mom is a middle-aged accountant and I love her, but I neither want to be middle-aged, nor an accountant...

Truly, the better question is why would Elena want to be a vampire.

[multiversediaries]

traitor

↳ you were stefan's significant other, but lately, he has been distant.

stefan salvatore x reader

warnings: small angst

part count: 1/?

you had been dating stefan salvatore for a year now. he made you very happy. he was kind, affectionate, honest and caring. he was everything you looked for. the man of your dreams embodied on a man. you had started dating the salvatore after his break up with elena. they had dated for a long while, you had always been in love with stefan, but for the sake of his and elena’s happiness, you compressed those feelings.

but, their relationship didn’t work out. and stefan found himself falling in love with you. you two were a match made in heaven. you complimented each other so well. you loved him deeply. jealousy had never been a problem with stefan, as he kept your feelings into consideration, and never gave a you a reason to doubt him. but, lately, that hasn’t been the case. stefan has been strangely distant, he doesn’t talk or look at you the same way. you wondered if he had fallen out of love, or if he was going through something and didn’t let you know.

“i’ll go with elena, then. damon, you can stay with y/n.” stefan said, gaining your attention. you almost frowned at his words. he had been spending more time with elena lately. that wasn’t a problem, of course. elena was in constant danger. and you were a vampire, you could protect yourself, compared to elena. but you haven’t spent time with your boyfriend in so long. you couldn’t even remember the last time you kissed him.

“oh, he won’t hurt her. he needs her alive.” damon said, pouring himself another glass. you nodded your head along. stefan crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“you know we can’t trust klaus, damon.” stefan said, damon nodding in agreement. they were heading towards the mikaelson mansion, to a dinner elijah had invited them to. in hopes of making a deal. stefan had one of their caskets, since it supposedly contained the weapon to killing klaus. so the mikaelsons wanted it back as soon as possible.

you actually didn’t think the mikaelsons were as bad as people made them out to be. you and rebekah were good friends, before elena daggered her. you thought they weren’t as terrible. yes, they did horrible things, but so did all of you. what made them different? maybe you thought this way since klaus fancied you. he has had interest in you ever since he first saw you. you liked the attention he gave you, how nice to was to you. but you were spoken for. your heart already belong to someone.

“alright, then. be careful, please.” you said walking closer to them. you locked eyes with stefan. “and if the deal is good, please think about it. maybe all of this isn’t worth it.” you said, looking at elena as well. you saw stefan shaking his head, disagreeing with you. you sighed.

“i love you, take care.” you said gently, leaning over to plant a sweet kiss on his cheek. he looked at you, and gave you a small grin; before leaving the house with elena.

“mhm.. trouble in paradise?” damon asked, teasingly. he relaxed in his seat, while you sat across from him. you laughed a bit at his tease, before shrugging your shoulders. you didn’t even know what was going on.

“it seems like it, doesn’t it? i don’t know. he just feels so.. far.” you said, tilting your head, trying to find the right words. damon nodded, furrowing his eyebrows.

“and looks like it too, let me tell you.” he said, making your heart break slowly. so you weren’t crazy. others can also notice it. something was going on. you nodded sadly. damon soon noticed your state and shook his head.

“okay, let’s not be sad. why don’t we just eat and have a few drinks?” he asked, trying his hardest to cheer you up. you smiled up at him and nodded. damon and yourself were very close to one another, you would even call him your best friend. you were extremely thankful for him. he smiled and stood up, extending his arm to ask for your hand. you took his hand, and you both headed towards the kitchen.

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“so you didn’t take the deal?” damon asked, annoyed at his brother. you sighed, sitting down, looking at the brothers argue. elena stood right next to stefan. they had just gotten back. you and damon had a great night, you ate delicious food, talked and laughed. and now, you were watching the brothers argue.

“they were playing with us, alright?” stefan replied, annoyed. damon shook his head, walking even closer to stefan. you stared at them, scared they’d start punching each other sometime soon.

“that’s bullshit, stefan. tell me the real reason why you didn’t take the damn deal.” damon said, his jaw tightening. stefan looked furiously at damon. you stood up, just in case a fight broke out between them.

“because he wanted elena to marry a human, so she could continue the bloodline and he could make more hybrids in the future.” he said, your eyes immediately going to him. damon looked at him, confused.

“that sounds pretty good, if you ask me!” damon said, taking a few steps back, annoyed. “isn’t that what you wanted? for elena to live a long, peaceful, human life?” damon asked, grabbing his glass and finishing his drink. you just kept your eyes on your boyfriend, wondering the same thing. the deal was a good one. elena would get to live her life, find love, have children, all she ever wanted. you couldn’t understand.

“or is it because you want her to have that life, but with you instead, brother?” damon said, as he glared at stefan, still angry. your heart ached. that was probably the reason. you looked down at your feet and let out a breathless laugh. stefan scoffed.

“you know that’s not it, damon. stop it, alright?” elena started, a bit annoyed herself. you grabbed a glass and poured yourself a glass of bourbon, soon after, drinking it full, as you stared at elena and stefan.

“i’d have to forget all of you, and i don’t want that. i don’t want to have to forget you to be.. happy.” she finished, and damon sighed. you nodded. you could understand her. you knew how stubborn elena was. you knew she would never accept a deal like that if it mean she’d have to forget everything that has happened.

“then, what are you going to do now? with the stupid casket?” damon asked, finally relaxing and calming down his anger. you stayed quiet. stefan shrugged his shoulders.

“i talked to bonnie. she’s gonna try to open it.” he said, damon humming in response. you had so much in your mind. overthinking so many things. you felt a headache begin.

“i’ll just head to bed. today was a long day.” you said, grinning a bit a damon, earning one back. you nodded and walked past stefan. he looked at you, worried about you. he was worried of what you could’ve understood from what just happened.

you walked into your room, and took a shower before heading to bed. you were hoping stefan would come after you, to talk things out, to explain himself. you just thought he’d want to clear the air. but he didn’t. you waited and he never came knocking on your bedroom door. you almost laughed at yourself. you turned off the lap right next to your bed and fell asleep.

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it was the next morning. you slept well, as if you really needed the rest. maybe you did. after getting ready for the day, you headed downstairs. where you found stefan and damon. stefan seemed to be on the phone with someone. you looked at damon confused. damon mouthed the word ‘klaus’ to you.

“i’ll never tell you where it is, klaus.” stefan said, looking at you, smiling a bit at you. you did the same. you stood by the door frame, using your hearing to listen into the conversation.

“oh, you might want to.” you heard klaus say, being as cocky as always. you almost smiled, his cockiness and confidence was something you liked a lot about klaus.

“you see… you might not want the lovely y/n to know what has been going on between elena and yourself, now, do you?” you heard klaus said, your smile immediately going away. your heart was beating out of your chest. you looked at stefan, hurt and so confused. what could have klaus meant by that?

“you don’t know what you’re talking about.” stefan said, his eyes pleading with yours. there was no way stefan and elena would have something going on. he would never hurt you like that. he promised to never be the reason for your tears. you heard klaus chuckle.

“are you sure about that? i wonder what she would think if she knew you both have chosen to rekindle your relationship.” klaus said, tears started rolling down your cheeks as you stared at your boyfriend in disbelief. damon looked at you, full of pity and anger for his brother.

“return the casket, stefan.” klaus said, before hanging up the call. stefan slowly put the phone down, his eyes never leaving yours. his eyes started to water as he watched you, breaking right in front of him.

“what did he mean, stefan?” you said, clearing your throat and wiping away your tears. "he's lying, isn't he? you would never... you both would never do that to me, right?" he shook his head and tried walking closer to you. you shook your head, raising a hand up, signaling him to stop walking.

“he's lying, isn't he?” you raised your voice at him. he bit his lip, looking down at his feet, shaking his head once again. you gasped softly, looking over at damon, whose eyes were full of compassion for you, and confusion. “for how long?” you said gently. stefan kept his eyes on you, a few tears leaving his eyes.

“a few months.” he replied, knowing he had to be honest with you. you nodded, a few sobs finally leaving your mouth. you felt so pathetic. god, how could you be so stupid? stupid enough to think that he would actually love you more than her, that you’d mean more to him than her.

“but y/n.. i didn’t meant to hurt you.” he said, trying to get closer to you again, where damon held him back.

“a little too late for that, don’t you think?” damon said softly, holding him back. damon knew you best. and he knew you needed space. you tried wiping your tears once again, only for more to come out.

“why couldn’t you just be honest with me?” you cried, maintaining eye contact with stefan. he bit his lip, regretting his decisions. “how could you?” you asked him, your voice breaking midway. you were so shocked, and so humiliated. how could they do this to you?

“y/n..” stefan tried saying, but you interrupted him. you didn’t want to hear excuses, or meaningless words from him. you didn’t want to hear him apologize when you knew he wasn’t really sorry.

“don’t.” you said, turning your back on him. you wiped your tears once again, and walked towards your room, where you made a small bag. you couldn’t stay there. elena also lived with all of you, you couldn’t stay there and be around them. you weren’t strong enough. you laughed sadly as you thought of all the times stefan probably went to her room at night. and how he probably was with her last night while you waited for him.

you finished your bag and walked back downstairs. you grabbed your keys and your phone. the brothers looked at you. damon knew you couldn’t stay there anymore. he understood you. but stefan, he couldn’t let you leave. he knew he screwed things up. but he hated the thought of you being in possible danger.

“where are you going? don’t leave… please.” he said, following right behind you. you soon stopped walking and looked up at the man that broke your heart. you stared at his watery eyes, that stared at you full of pity and regret. he hated the fact that he hurt you like this. you knew he regretted it, but at the same time, he probably didn’t. he loved elena. it will always be elena. you were just a place holder for her. you weren’t enough. not for him.

you opened your mouth to say something, but you had nothing else to say. you turned back around and walked out of the salvatore mansion, feeling stefan’s eyes on you. you got in your car and drove away. you had tried to stop crying, but it was like waterfalls kept falling from your already swollen eyes. you drove for a long time. you don’t know how or why you got there, but you arrived at a house. you had nowhere to go, and only thought of this place. you soon walked up to the front door and knocked a few times. someone opened the door and glared at your weak state. their eyes widening as they noticed the tears on your cheeks.

“oh, love.” he said, opening the door wider, allowing you to come inside. you walked in, and wrapped your arms around him. he embraced you into his arms, his hand holding your head closer to his chest. you hugged back almost immediately, and cried against his soft chest. you needed to be held, you needed to let it all out.

you were completely heartbroken. you never would have thought stefan would do this to you. you knew you were not elena, but you thought you’d be enough. you thought you’d be the one, for once. stefan made you feel as if you were the only one, he treated you so amazingly that you couldn’t even imagine him being in love with anyone else but you. guess he was just an amazing liar.

[bellarkeselection]

I Won't Control You

Request from @thegettingbyp2 Hiya, could you write a Stefan fic where the reader is sired to him (like with Damon and Elena they don't realise it at first and when they do find out) Stefan is really upset about it because of how much he loves her. He doesnt want to feel like he's in control of her or anything.

Caroline my childhood best friend keeps trying to convince me that I am sired to Stefan since Klaus snapped my neck during a fight and I died with his blood in my system. But I don't feel any different...I mean at least as different aside from becoming a vampire. I actually took it rather well. Now I'm not some weak human like Elena who always needs saving. Rolling over in my boyfriend's bed wearing one of his shirts he enters the room tossing me a blood bag that I tear opened feeling him climb in beside me. "We need to talk about something, Y/n. Can you hold that down or is it nasty?" Stefan leaned up on his elbow watching my movements as I kept drinking the bag no problem. "I guess so...although I remember last week I couldn't keep anything down except for-" He cuts me off sitting up running his hands through his hair in frustration about something I wasn't sure of. "Animal blood...geez Caroline is right about us."

"Stefan, what are you talking about. What's wrong. Talk to me please." I dropped the bag onto the nightstand scooting over and wrapping my arms around his neck resting my chin on his shoulder. He lifted his face from his hands where I saw that he had tears slipping out meaning he was crying. "Caroline was telling the truth Y/n. You're sired to me. I'm sorry for taking advantage of you. I'll break the bond and you never have to see me again if that is what you want." He turns so he was facing me his hands shaking in his lap so I take a hold of them. Moving my freehand I wiped away his tears hating to see him upset. Even before I was turned I felt so sad when he did but now I feel it so much stronger as a vampire. "Stefan, you don't have to change anything about our relationship. I still love you no matter what. You know that right..I love you." He shoved my hands away catching me off guard as he gets to his feet stomping around in front of the bed clearly still upset.

Climbing out of the bed I vamped in front of him wrapping my arms around his neck so he would look me in the eye. He slumped his shoulders showing me those soft eyes of his. "Stefan, lisen to me. I don't care if there's a bond so why should you?" He ran his hands up my sides where I heard his breath trembling. "Because it means I can control you without even realizing it. That's something I never wanted to do. That's why I told you who I really was and I never compelled you to forget anything. I - I don't want to control you, Y/n." Leaning up on my toes I cut him off before he could say another word where I felt him kiss back softly leaning into my embrace. "You feel that. You see that, Stefan. You didn't tell me to kiss you or stay here still. I chose to and ill choose every single time. You don't control me..you never have." He moves his hands cupping my face in his drawing me in for another kiss where we backed up falling onto the bed knowing that bond or not we loved each other.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[rere-the-writer]

Can I request an imagine where the reader is mad at the Mikaelsons and she pretends to forget anything about them (maybe through compulsion like Stefan forgot about Klaus?) to teach them a lesson? And I would also like to say that I love your fics!

Yes time for some angst. And thank you also sorry for this angst.

Warnings: Angst like all the of the angst again sorry

You knew it was stupid and knew they loved you but you were feeling ignored by your lovers. You understand that Hayley needed to be protected as she had Klaus's child. But you saw how she seemly had both Elijah and Klaus wrapped around her finger.

Kol was always around Hayley too so was Rebekah, while Hope you completely understood but why Hayley. The more you thought about it the angrier you got and was tired of a cold bed and being seemly cast aside so you had packed a bag feeling an anger you never felt before. You texted Marcel to meet you at the train station as you headed down stairs pausing seeing Hayley practically nuzzled up to Elijah as she happily talked to the others.

Angry tears clouded your eyes and left knowing that once they knew what you did they'll be upset. But so were you and left for the train station.

"Are you sure about this? What about the baby?" Marcel asked as he stood in front of you as you smiled sadly looking at your best friend placing a hand on your abdomen as hurt wrapped around your heart.

"Yeah Marcel.....maybe they'll learn a lesson but I know I'll go crawling back if I don't. So here." You say taking off your vervain necklace handing it to the vampire ready for him to compel you.

"You will forget all you know of the Mikaelsons. You'll forget that you loved them. You'll live a happy life, find love....you will happy with your baby."

The composition settled over you and Marcel left watching you blinked confused then looked at your train ticket. You hurried to your train ignoring the odd pain in your heart.

"Where is she!" Kol called out from your bedroom that felt oddly cold as it had been three months since you left. Kol was looking for you when Rebekah brought up your anniversary was coming up.

"Who?" Hayley asked as Elijah gently removed the female hybrid from his side frowning. Elijah knew who Kol was talking about, you their little Queen who seemed to be gone at the moment.

"Y/N isn't in her bedroom?" Elijah asked Kol looking up at his brother who was on the catwalk while Hayley followed after him.

"No."

"Check my bedroom if she isn't there then she's in Niklaus's."

"She isn't there either!" Kol said making Elijah frown listening for your heartbeat coming up with nothing. Klaus and Rebekah was walking in with bags of gifts for you.

"Something wrong?"

"Y/N isn't in the compound." Elijah answered Rebekah who smiled placing the bags down.

"Maybe she out getting gifts. You know our little wife Elijah, things need to be prefect."

"No she would have told Kol and I if she was leaving." Elijah said this made Klaus and Rebekah frown while Hayley was confused.

"Wait....I thought Y/N was only dating Kol?"

"No, Hayley we share her. She is our lover but now seems to be missing." Rebekah tells the hybrid as Klaus searched their home for you. Hayley looked to Elijah who nodded this made Hayley a little jealous knowing this new information.

"She isn't here." Klaus growled as Marcel walked in carrying a box when Klaus grabbed his attention.

"Marcel! Do know where Y/N is?" Klaus asked the vampire who was your best friend. Marcel was a little annoyed that it took them three months for them to notice you were gone.

"Yeah but I am not telling you." Marcel tells Klaus as he had a guy watching over you as you were happy and safe. Marcel grunted surprised to see Elijah was the one holding him by his throat.

"Speak. Where is she?" Elijah growled eyes narrowed at Marcel as the younger vampire flinched.

"She is in New York."

You were shopping getting some Christmas presents for your work friends and your boyfriend. You had settled in New York after leaving New Orleans and you gotten a job as a historian at a museum.

"Oh sorry." You say bumping into a man dressed in a long coat and suit, he was handsome too handsome. He caught you and right away noticed your bumb and helped you stand.

"My apologies." He breathed as you felt like crying for some reason and saw four other people with the guy. You felt heartbroken for some reason seeing them but let go and stepped out of the man's arms.

"Well I need to go. So once again sorry." You say picking your bags up walking off missing the heartbroken look in the man's eyes. They watched you run to a man smiling at him as he wrapped his arm around you touching your belly.

"She doesn't seem to know us." Rebekah said frowning as Elijah nodded watching the man kiss your forehead. You both talking about a Christmas party something that hurt your vampires seeing you with another.

"It seems she had Marcel compel her." Kol said frowning as Hayley stepped forward wrapping her arms around Elijah's arm.

"Sounds like to me she doesn't want to be you with anymore." Hayley said rubbing Elijah's hand as he frowned.

"No she would still want us." Klaus said hurting as Kol and Rebekah agreed so they stayed going to win you back even though Hayley thought it was a waste of time.

They arrived to a Christmas party that Kol compelled their way in and stopped seeing you dressed in a gorgeous dress that flowed over your curves perfectly. You were with Ryan when you noticed the Mikaelsons blinking as the weird heartache was back

"Baby? You Alright?"

"Yeah Ry. Just the little bean being restless."

"All this lawyer talk got your little bean tired." Ryan teased lightly kissing your neck making you giggle pushing him away. Jealousy flooded the Mikaelsons as Hayley didn't understand why they wanted you back if you left and having Marcel compelled you to forget.

"Compel this Ryan and undo what Marcel compelled her to forget." Kol said as they agreed while Hayley got a drink shaking her head finding this all stupid. Hayley watched for the rest of the party of the Mikaelsons getting closer to you.

"Can we just go home? Who cares that she left. Because from what I'm seeing she doesn't want you all anymore." Hayley said wrapping her arms around Elijah's arm who was ignoring her.

"Heading off Ryan and Y/N?" Larry called out as Ryan laughed nodding wrapping your scarf around your neck getting the vampire's attention. Hayley was quite impressed of the apartment Ryan and you lived in still finding the Mikaelsons wanting you back stupid.

They reached your door and Kol knocked on the door which Ryan answered blinking seeing Kol. You looked up from knitting seeing Ryan walking in smiling with the Mikaelsons and Hayley following.

"Ryan, what is hap......" You cut off when Elijah was suddenly in front of you cupping your cheek.

"The composition you are under is lifted. You will remember everything." Elijah said watching you blinked as Ryan was compelled to stay in his office. You surprised them when you slapped Elijah as angry tears fell from your eyes.

"Why are you here?! And I am not surprised you guys brought her ." You said glaring as Elijah touched his cheek finding it hard to believe you smacked him.

"Now love, no need to be hostile."

"No need to be hostile? Fuck you Nik! You all seemly set me aside for some new pretty face!" You said standing anger filled you as they were taken back as Hayley crossed her arms.

"Rich coming from the pregnant woman that ran off. Maybe you don't satisfy them no longer." Hayley said as you glared darkly at her clutching your fists that were shaking.

"Or maybe you were just some lonely little wolf who took advantage of the fact she was pregnant with Klaus's daughter." You said lowly making Hayley freeze.

Now your lovers had never seen you like this before and this angry before as Rebekah stepped up to calm you down.

"Now sweetheart no...."

"No what? Be angry? Be upset? You all ignored me and that I gave you what you wanted suddenly you want me back? Because you finally notice I was gone."

"Guess what this isn't something you can fix with a sorry and we'll do better!" You said pulling away from Rebekah which hurt her as she other than Kol was the most affectionate with you.

"Look sorry I slept with Klaus and had Hope. Sorry you feel like I am so call stealing them away from you." Hayley huffed rolling her eyes annoyed with the situation. You held your head high a gilt in your eyes.

"Then say it Hayley if it ain't true. Tell Elijah that you aren't in love with him. Tell him your feelings for him means nothing. In fact tell them all how you didn't just sleep with Klaus to get information about the Crescent wolves."

You stood there a fire in your eyes anger in your heart as Hayley stared feeling the Mikaelsons eyes on her. You were ready to burn every bridge while Klaus couldn't take his eyes off you. You were reminding him of a Queen ready to wage war.

"I....you guys can't seriously believe her?! I have no feelings for Elijah." Hayley said looking at you frowning.

"If this is done. You guys can leave and undo the composition on Ryan." You say going back to your knitting things as Kol frowned.

"Darling, we can't leave you here to raise Elijah's child with some lawyer."

"How did you?"

"Figure it out? Easy Elijah was the last one in your room after me," Kol said crossing his arms, "also over heard you and Freya talking about getting you pregnant."

"Fine I'll give you that but I am not leaving." You said sitting down as Klaus groaned.

"Love, you are being stubborn. Come home.....it is cold without you."

"I could say the same when I was home. My bed was just as cold and lonely while you all fawned over Hayley." You said hitting them in the heart.

"Then why not speak to us how you felt?"

"Oh sorry Y/N Hayley needs help with the wolves. Sorry Y/N I am doing this thing for Hayley. Sorry for missing dinner love but had dinner with Hayley." You said mocking their accents while putting away your yarn since you won't be knitting.

Kol snorted a laugh getting a glare from Rebekah as Elijah knelt by you grabbing your hand. You looked at him raising your eyebrow at him.

"You're right. If you wish to stay here baby then we won't force you to come home. Lesson learned but promise you will come home when you forgive us."

"I will but don't hold your breath." You say taking your hand away as Elijah stood nodding to Klaus who fixed Ryan. They moved to the door hoping you'll change your mind but it never came.

You waited until you heard the door close before the tears fell from your eyes as you let out a sob and Ryan came out pulling you into his arms. You knew it hurt but you couldn't bring yourself to follow after them.

"We should have dragged her home, Elijah."

"Then she would have been more angry, Niklaus. We can only hope she'll return to us."

"Better hope you didn't make a mistake Elijah." Klaus growled walking out of Elijah's study. Elijah looked at his drink frowning.

"I hope so too Niklaus."

[trashmouthsahra]

Being a Salvatore and dating Klaus Mikaelson HC

Requested by the lovely; @pomak

Warnings: Mentions of sex.

Relationships: Klaus Mikaelson x Reader, Salvatores x Sibling!Reader

You met Klaus in the 20's when you and Stefan were rippers.

Stefan started dating Rebekah and you saw that Klaus was interested in you.

"Hello love."

"Hi Nik."

"Would you like to accompany me at the garden?"

"I would love to"

So you gave him a chance

You two were power couple.

Your twin wasn't happy that you were with his best friend.

But he didn't say anything because Klaus was his best friend and was more powerful than him.

And he saw you happy with someone for the first time

Your called him your beloved

He called you his darling, his love, and his devil.

Unfortunately all the good things came to an and

He had to compel you to forget about him.

You guys met again when he tried to sacrifice Elena

You weren't a big fan of the girl.

But you helped her for your brothers sake

You went to the trip to help him find hybrids

You were confused why he wanted you to come so much

He didn't try to hide the fact that he fancied you

He flirted with you everywhere.

Sometimes you flirted back but it was super rare

You were drunk at a party and flirted with him all night.

He was blushing very hard

Like he looked like a fucking tomato

Stefan made fun of him for it.

Klaus compelled you to remember the 20's when Rebekah woke up.

You were pretty angry

I mean he compelled your memories away everyone would be angry.

But you were mostly shocked that you were epic lovers with the big bad hybrid Niklaus Mikaelson.

The monster who wanted everyone to fear him.

Was your ex-boyfriend?

Tf?

You slowly started falling in love with him.

Your relationship with him is a love-hate one.

Like you want to punch him in the face.

But at the same time you just want to take his face in your hands and kiss him so hard.

He is a horny dog btw

Like he will have sex with you anywhere, anytime, any day.

It is mostly angry sex

When Damon learns about your relationship with him.

He is pretty angry.

He forbids you to see Nik.

But you are like; I'M A BAD BITCH YOU CAN'T STOP ME 🙄🙌 😡💪😘

When Niklaus hears Damon is angry at you.

The dog fucking teleport to the Salvatore house.

And pinned your older brother to the wall by the neck

He was going to kill your brother but you stopped him.

When Stefan found out about your relationship.

He wasn't shocked.

The saint Stefan just wants his twin sister to be happy.

But he is ready to hurt Nik if he breaks your heart

When he is on ripper mode.

He hates Klaus.

Like would randomly throw comments about him.

Out of nowhere

"He is just a stupid dog."

"A narcissistic jerk who tried killing us!"

"I don't know what you find in him Y/N."

"He is hot bro-"

Are you lying tho?

Care supports your relationship with him.

Elena hates it.

She already hated you.

Now she hates you and Klaus more.

The Mikaelsons love you.

Especially Rebekah and Kol

Rebekah likes you because you are her best friend.

You always go to shopping with her

Kol likes you because you make him feel wanted

And you are as crazy as him so...

Elijah likes you because you make his little brother soft.

You were already friends with Lijah

You saved him from being daggered so he put his trust in you.

Anyways

You are like a Mikaelson

Being a Salvatore and A Mikaelson has its perks

Your life is awesome.

(Gifs aren't mine!)

[leossmoonn]

can i request a fic with stefan where the reader loses her memories (like stefan did in s5) so stefan takes her out to all the places that are special to their relationship and he tells her all about how they used to date and how she loved him and all and then at the end she kisses him ❤️

if not that's okay! have a good day and make sure to drink some water ❤️❤️

okay ill be honest i dont remember anything of tvd from season 4 and on bc it was just so boring to me but YES I CAN DK THIS. and thank you! i hope you have a good day, and hydrate too <33 mwah!

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warnings / includes - mild language, crying, sad stefan, kissing, eating and food, talk about sex. oh and youre a vampire and grew up w stefan and damon :)) and you’ve been dating stefan ever since you two turned into vampires and you two have been married for 50 years! (yay) . not really edited

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“can’t you just do your voodoo magic and fix her?”

“that’s not how it works, damon.”

“well, it works whenever elena needs it. just admit it, you don’t like y/n.”

“i do! this is just more complicated -”

“bullshit! i know you don’t know her very well, but we’ve known her since she was born. she’s my best friend and the love of my brother’s life, who, by the way, is about to go into a frenzy if you don’t fix her!”

“i’m trying! but whatever those traveler’s did, i don’t think i can reverse it.”

“argh!” damon growled, putting his hands under a table and ripping it up.

“okay, you need to calm down,” bonnie said. “throwing a fit won’t help.”

“well, i can’t just stand here and watch her die!”

“she’s not dying, she’s just asleep. the doctor said she will wake up soon.”

“oh, as if the doctor knows anything,” damon muttered.

“she actually knows a lot, and we’ll give her the treatments the doctor recommends before we try any magic.”

damon sighed, running his hands over his face. he looked over to you, tears prickling at the corner of his eyes. he walked over to you, holding your hand in his.

“please wake up, y/n. please.”

it seemed as damon’s wishes were granted. your eyes fluttered open, a soft groan filled your throat as you tried to move your head back and forth. you peered at bonnie and damon, brows furrowing.

“who are you? and why-why are you holding my hand? get away from me!” you hissed, barring your fangs.

“well, she definitely knows she a vampire,” damon muttered.

bonnie ignored him, coming over to you tentatively. “hey, y/n. do you know who i am?”

“no. i-i want to go home. where am i? why-why does this look so strange? hospitals at home don’t look like this,” you gasped as you looked around your room.

“is she still stuck in the 1800s?” bonnie asked.

“let’s see. uh, y/n, what’s the date?” damon asked.

“1866, right?” you guessed.

“oh, shit,” damon muttered.

“what’s wrong?” you frowned. “y/n, you’re in the 21st century. it’s 2013,” bonnie explained.

your eyes bugged out of your head. “what? how-how can this be? you’re lying! you’re some witch! katherine warned me that you would try to trick me. who are you with? wha-what do you want from me?!”

“okay, crazy pants,” damon sighed. “do you know who i am?” he asked.

you took a good, hard look. “you look familiar… like you’re from a dream.”

“good, good, but do you know my name?”

your brain scrambled for the answer, but it all came up was blank.

“no, i’m sorry.”

“well, crap,” damon muttered. “what if we get stefan? he’s been her boyfriend for like, a hundred and fifty years. plus, they’ve been married for 50. she’s got to remember him,” bonnie suggested.

“yeah, okay,” damon nodded. “go and get him. i’ll stay with her.”

“why don’t i stay with her, and you go get stefan. you might irritate her enough to make her snap your neck,” bonnie snorted.

“fine. i’ll be back in a second. try to use your powers on her,” damon asked.

“no. now go,” bonnie shooed away damon.

he left, zooming through the halls to go and find his brother. meanwhile, bonnie went to sit next to you, taking your hand in hers.

“what are you doing. i said don’t touch me,” you hissed.

“what is your name?” bonnie asked.

“y/n,” you said. “what’s your full name?” she asked.

“y/n l/n,” you answered. “why are you asking me this? do you think i do not know my name?”

“no, no. i just…” bonnie sighed. “what’s your mother’s name?”

“louise,” you said. “and your father’s?” bonnie asked.

“martin. and before you ask, my sister and brother’s names are anna and christopher. are you studying me or something? oh, my… i-i swear i’m not dangerous. i don’t feed on people. not usually, anyways. please, spare me. if you want a real vampire, catch katherine pierce. her real name is katerina petrova. or klaus mikaelson, his whole family needs to be killed. please, i -”

“i’m not going to kill you. no one is going to kill you. and katherine is already dead,” bonnie explained.

“oh, really? well, then ignore what i said about her."

bonnie smiled a little. “it’s alright. do you remember anything that’s happened in the last 24 hours?”

“no, i’m sorry. i must ask again, where am i?” you questioned.

“well, you’re in 2013. about one hundred and forty-nine years from when you were turned into a vampire. that man who was here is damon salvatore. he’s been your best friend ever since you were born. you grew up together, and he turned you into a vampire. i’m bonnie bennett. i am… i have a sort of friendship with damon. i’m a witch from the bennett line. i am here to help you. we’re friends, too, actually.”

“oh,” you pursed your lips. “i’m sorry i don’t remember you. i think i remember one of your family members, though… emma, ella, em-”

“emily, yeah,” bonnie smiled. “well, it’s good to know i’m in good company,” you sighed.

“yes, you are. oh, and there’s one more person i forgot to mention. he’s damon’s brother, stefan. he’s your -”

“y/n!”

your head snapped to the door. a handsome young man stepped into the room, worrying filing his features.

“hello?” you frowned.

“it’s me, stefan. you’re husband,” the man said.

your eyes widened. “i-i- excuse me? my husband? i didn’t know i was-” your breath hitched as you saw the ring on your finger. it was a beautiful silver ring with a blue jewel in the middle, stefan and your name carved in the middle of it.

“oh,” you gasped.

“do you remember me?” he asked, coming closer to you.

you looked back up at him, furrowing your brows as you tried to remember. you shook your head in disappointment. “no, i’m sorry. i wish i could. what happened to me that i can’t remember my own husband?"

“travelers took your memory,” bonnie answered. “travelers? l-like the evil witches?” you guessed.

“yes, precisely,” bonnie nodded.

“well, can you get back my memories? you’re a witch, right?” you asked her.

“exactly! that’s what i was saying. i’m so glad someone gets it!” damon exclaimed.

“i-i’m sorry, who are you again?” you frowned. “damon. i’m damon salvatore. the best salvatore, and your best friend,” he grinned.

“oh, right - damon. and you’re uh, you’re bonnie, correct?” you turned to the brunette.

“i am,” bonnie nodded.

“and you’re…“ you turned to stefan.

hope was shining in his dazzling green eyes. his lips were pulled into a frown, his brows furrowed as tears clouded his eyes.

“you’re stefan! my, uh, my husband whom i can’t remember. i’m so sorry, again.”

“it’s okay,” he sighed. “you just woke up. you’ll probably remember later.”

“yes,” you nodded, “that’s probably it.”

just then, the doctor came in. she checked you out, telling you that you had to stay in the hospital one more night before you could be discharged. after she left, damon, bonnie, and stefan made up a plan.

“i can’t just put her memories back. i don’t have any access to them,” bonnie said.

“can’t you just pull them out of the air or something?” damon asked.

“magic doesn’t work like that, damon,” bonnie glared.

“what if we take her to all her favorite places? places she’s been to lots of times,” stefan suggested.

“yes! that is a great idea, except for the fact that she thinks she’s in the 1800s and most things that were there have been torn down or rebuilt!” damon seethed.

“well, then what else are we supposed to do, damon! we can’t just sit here and hope that her memories will come back. what if they never do!” stefan yelled.

“shut up you two! you’re scaring her!” bonnie hit both of them, then pointing to you.

both of the salvatore’s face softened as they saw your eyes wide with fear.

“look, she doesn’t know you two yet. she doesn’t trust you two. she literally thought we were going to capture her for being a vampire. we need to just take it easy and gain her trust, which won’t be hard, i hope. but i think that stefan’s idea is great. and stefan, you should be the one to do it. you deserve to build the strongest bond with her and to spend the most time with her,” bonnie explained.

stefan smiled at her gratefully. “thank you, bonnie.”

“of course, stefan,” she smiled back at him.

“what about me! i was her friend before you were even born!” damon poked stefan.

“she was literally a baby, damon. she didn’t even know who you were,” stefan scoffed.

“oh, she did. and she loved playing peek-a-boo with me,” damon huffed.

“well, i’ve been her actual best friend just a few months after she was born. you’ve been like the brother she’s never had,” stefan stated.

“same difference.” damon rolled his eyes.

“b-bonnie?” you stammered.

“yeah, what do you need?” bonnie came over to you immediately.

“um, i need to use the bathroom.” you whispered.

“oh, yeah, of course. gentlemen, please exit the room.” bonnie said to the two men.

“alright. hey, y/n, you hungry? we can get you something to eat,” damon asked.

“yes. i’m famished, honestly. um, can i have some meatloaf, please? with some wine?” you requested.

“um, y/n, i’m afraid to inform you that -” damon started, but stefan cut him off.

“we’ll see what we can find,” stefan said.

“thank you… stefan, was it?” you guessed.

“yeah. it’s stefan,” he smiled. “okay, c’mon, lover boy. the lady needs to use the restroom,” damon grabbed stefan, dragging him out of your room and shutting the door.

bonnie then helped you out of the bed and into the restroom, waiting behind the door until you called for help.

“thank you so much. your kindness is very much appreciated.” you smiled at her as she helped you back to bed.

“it’s not a problem.” bonnie sighed with a smile.

“will you be able to get my memories back?” you asked.

“um… no. not right now, i’m sorry,” bonnie frowned.

“oh, well, it’s alright. maybe it’s for the better. i can’t imagine all the horrible things i must have done to you and your friends,” you laughed sourly.

“what do you mean?” bonnie asked.

“well, i… i overheard you a little when i was waking up. damon said that you didn’t like me much. i don’t blame you, i mean, i can be crass and judgmental, but i’ve changed over the years. i-i think, at least. otherwise i suppose i would be dead from those travelers now. no one wants to help a horrible person,” you explained.

“well, you’re not horrible, at all. for someone who has been with damon for like, almost two hundred years, you’re very kind. you’re also very funny and you try to help people the best you can.”

“oh, thank you,” you smiled shyly. “um… what do you mean about being with damon?”

“oh, he’s just um… not my favorite person to be around is all. you’ll see,” bonnie chuckled.

“i think i have, a little,” you giggled. “but he seems to care a lot about me. i suppose he’s known me since i’ve been born.”

“no, he does. honestly, like stefan said earlier, damon is the older brother you never bad.”

“and stefan, he is supposed to be my best friend and lover?”

bonnie smiled, “yes.”

“can you tell me about stefan? do-do you know him well?” you asked.

“i do, actually. he’s so kind, always wanting to help people and be the best. i swear, he works himself to death trying to be the hero. he’s very level-headed and extremely smart. he’s more mellow than damon, definitely, but he has his funny, savage moments. he’s dealt with a lot of pain in his years, and you’ve been there to experience it all. in fact, he always tells us how you are his light. it’s really sweet. i wish someone talked about me like that.”

heat crept up your neck and you couldn’t help but smile. “well, i understand why i fell in love with him, then.”

bonnie chuckled, “yeah, he’s a great guy. he’s probably more rough around the edges now than he used to be, though.”

“well, that’s what happens when you’ve lived for so long,” you chuckled. “i personally think i’ve softened over the years. i remember when i was a little girl, i used to be so quick and temperamental. my mother always tried to reprimand me, but i had a mind of my own, i guess. or that’s what my father used to say. now that i think about it, i think stefan is the reason why i have changed. he’s seemed to rub off on me.”

“wait, are you starting to get your memory back?” bonnie asked, getting excited.

“no, i’m afraid not. well, not of current things. i just am remembering things about myself. i still don’t remember damon or stefan,” you frowned

“oh, well, it’s okay. you only woke up an hour ago. we’ll give it time.” bonnie patted your arm.

“thank you. you must forgive me, i’ve always had a horrible memory. and now with mine taken away, i probably will be a burden.”

“no, no,” bonnie shook her head. “please, you’re our friend. i’m sorry if damon made it seem like i don’t like you, but i do. we just don’t spend time with each other that much, but we definitely will now.”

“i hope you don’t mind it, then.”

“i definitely don’t, don’t worry.”

you two sat in a comfortable silence, stefan and damon coming back only a few minutes later.

“so, you can’t have any wine, so we got you the next best thing: grape juice. and we also didn’t find any meatloaf, but we did find some spaghetti and meatballs,” damon said, setting it all down on the table.

“oh, thank you two so much.” you smiled. you began to get up, your feet slipping suddenly.

stefan rushed to catch you, his hands going under your arms. your eyes met his immediately, your breath getting caught in your lungs. you fell into a sort of a daze as he lifted you back up on your feet.

“my, you’re handsome,” you muttered.

“thank you. you’re beautiful,” stefan smiled.

your jaw fell open, your eyes widening. “o-oh. did i say that out loud? i am so sorry -”

“no, it’s okay. it was really nice to hear that,” he assured you.

“alright, thank you,” you smiled. “of course. my pleasure.” he let go of you, pulling out a chair.

“so, i say we compel the doctor to let you go home now so we can get this show on the road!” damon announced.

“no, they need to monitor her-”

“she’s a freaking vampire, bonnie!” damon exclaimed in a hushed whisper. he then turned to you. “you feel fine, right?”

“yes. a lot better now that i’ve eaten,” you answered.

damon grinned, clapping his hands. “see? she’s fine. i say we get her into her room and let her sleep in her bed.”

“damon, that’s not-”

“excuse me,” you interrupted stefan, peering at him through your eyes. “if you don’t mind me interjecting, i’d quite like to go home. and damon is right, i am a vampire so besides my memories, my body has healed me completely.”

stefan looked at you for a few moments, sighing before talking again. “yeah, that makes sense. are you sure you’re okay to go home? i mean, you almost slipped -”

“i am okay, stefan,” you smiled. “these floors are quite slippery with these socks on.” you moved your feet to show them.

“right,” he nodded. “okay, well, damon? i assume i can trust you to compel the doctors?”

“on it!” damon grinned, rushing out the door.

“is he always this eager to help?” you asked. “only when it comes to you,” stefan chuckled.

“well, i suppose that’s okay, for now,” you hummed.

“yes. you are our first priority,” stefan smiled.

“oh, please don’t let me ruin your daily routine. like you said, damon likes helping me. he seems to not have anything important to do, anyways, no offense.” you lowered your head sheepishly. “but he can help me while you two go to school and such. do you go to high school still?”

“no, we don’t. well, stefan doesn’t, anyways,” bonnie chuckled. “i’m going to college in the fall.”

“oh, that’s wonderful! i see the women have made lots of improvements. what are you going to study?” you asked.

“research and analysis. it’s not really a study, but that’s what i’m majoring in.”

“wow, you must be so smart, then. good for you. i wish i went to college,” you frowned slightly. “

“you did,” stefan spoke up. “oh? what did i study?” you perked up.

“literature. you went around the world teaching english and literature. part of it was to fit in as a human, but another part was because you always had a passion for it.”

“sounds like me,” you smiled. “i loved reading so much. i remember my mother had to hide my books for when we ate dinner.”

“woah, you’re remembering things now?” damon walked into the toom

“not really. i’m only remembering things about myself and my family.”

“damn,” damon muttered. “it’s alright,” stefan said. “anyways, we good to go?”

“indeed we are. let’s roll,” damon said.

stefan helped you out of your seat. you took out your IV, damon rushing you to his car.

“wow. this is beautiful,” you admired his chevy.

“i know! she’s my pride and joy.” damon sighed happily as he opened the door for you.

“thank you,” you smiled at him. he returned the smile, getting into the passenger seat.

“i’ll drive her home, i-”

“actually, can stefan drive me? i’d like to get to know him more. he is my husband, after all,” you said.

stefan’s chest swelled with happiness, his lips upturning into a bright smile.

“i suppose. don’t total my car,” damon warned stefan.

“no promises,” stefan smirked, getting in the driver’s seat. “you know i’m kidding, right? i won’t crash the car.”

“i know, don’t worry,” you smiled. “great,” stefan breathed out as he started the car.

“this is amazing technology. so much faster than the horses.”

“yep. it’s amazing how far we’ve come.”

you nodded, turning your head to look at him. you looked down at his left hand, smiling a little as you saw a silver wedding band.

“how long have we been married for?” you asked.

“50 years. 51 this summer,” he answered. “how long did we date for?” you asked.

“well, we actually didn’t date until we turned vampires. as you probably know, your emotions are heightened once you turn. and our crushes on each other were just too much to ignore, we started dating. we helped each other out a lot, you helped more than me. i mean, i-i was a wreck. with katherine turning us into vampires and all, me killing my dad, damon abandoning me. you were the only person who stuck by me. you know, you were, and still are, my light,” he explained.

you grinned, “bonnie told me that that’s what you call me.”

“ah, she’s told you about me, then. what did she say?” he asked.

“well, she said that you’re very kind and are always wanting to help people. she also said that you are smart and serious, but that you have your breaking moments. she also said that you have experienced a lot of pain. i am sorry to hear that,” you frowned.

“bonnie is very kind. too kind, actually.”

“oh, don’t say that. i happen to think it’s all true. just from what i’ve seen today.”

“thank you. i’m glad i’ve made a good impression.”

“well, you are my husband, so i would think that what bonnie said is true.”

“makes sense,” he nodded. “so, where do i live? with you, i presume?” you questioned.

“yes, and with damon. we live in the salvatore boarding house. it was built for uh, well, boarding in mystic falls.”

“do we have separate rooms?” you asked.

“u-um, no. but, if you’re not comfortable with that, there are plenty of spare rooms-"

"no," you said quickly.

stefan glanced at you, eyes wide in surprise. you chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of your neck.

"u-um, what i mean is that it is okay. i'll get to know your quicker if we share a room. just um, let me have my privacy?" you requested.

"of course, of course," he nodded. "lovely," you exhaled deeply.

you looked out of your window, observing all the people walking around town square.

"so much has changed," you said, a little nostalgic.

"i know, it's crazy," stefan laughed. "but, i'll take you to all the old places we used to go, and the new ones you have gown accustomed to."

"sounds like a deal. you know, i'm excited. is that um… strange that i am so lively after having just woken up from my memories being taken away?" you chuckled a little.

"no, no, not at all. you were always really happy and upbeat, even on the darkest days. that's one of the reasons why i fell in love with you. you may not believe this, but, i'm kind of a debby-downer. you keep it light and fun, much like damon, actually. seems as though all that time you spent with him, as young as you were, you developed someone his behaviour."

"is that a bad thing? bonnie insinuated that damon isn't a good guy," you frowned.

"no, no. you're different. you pick and choose when to be a little um… eccentric. damon just says whatever comes out of his mouth, no matter what the situation is."

"i suppose that's another reason why you love me?" you grinned. "yes, you suppose right," he nodded.

"is this the boarding house?" you pointed to the mansion stefan was pulling in to.

"yes, it is. and, you can call it your home. that's what it is," stefan said.

"alright. it's beautiful." you admired the front.

"it's even better inside. especially our bedroom. you really know how to decorate." he got out of the car, opening the door for you.

"you're very chivalrous. i like it," you giggled. "well, anything for my girl," he flashed a warm smile.

your stomach flipped suddenly, a similar feeling to your heart hammering in your chest awakened. if your heart was still alive, then you it would be palpitating and ramming into your ribcage. you smiled back at him, getting out of the car.

you two walked together to the front, stefan opening the door without unlocking it.

"do we always keep the door unlocked?" you asked. "yeah. you know, the only people we are really worried about are vampires and well, you can't get in unless you invite them in," he answered.

"oh, right. well, that's nice. we don't have to worry so much about security," you said as you stepped inside.

he nodded in agreement, closing the door behind him once you two went inside.

"wow. you're right, it is better inside," you gasped. "mmhm. so, let me show you around. this is the grand study. it was mostly used by our nephew zach, but damon killed him as soon as he got here," stefan sighed.

"o-oh. and damon is supposed to be my best friend?"

"he's better than that, don't worry. you'll see, you'll remember," stefan patted your back.

"alright," you nodded. "anyways, right here is the library's and just out here is the grand hall. here is the dining room and the living room. back there is the kitchen, and next to it is the hearth room." stefan walked you around the house.

"it's amazing. wow, and to think this is my home," you laughed. "yep, all yours," stefan smiled as he heard your laugh.

he admired you as you walked through the living room, feeling around the bookshelves and the furniture. he missed this, seeing you back at home. before you woke up in the hospital, you had been kidnapped and tortured for two weeks before the travelers dumped you in the backyard of your house. after that, stefan rushed you to the hospital and about a day later you were awake. and now here you were, making yourself at home again. you looked so pretty in the setting sunlight. stefan almost wanted to cry at the relief of finally having you home.

"show me the upstairs?" your voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

"yeah, yeah, of course," he nodded. he reached his hand out to you, you taking it graciously.

you both smiled at each other, stefan leading you up the stairs.

"so, up here is damon's room. that's where elena, his girlfriend, and him usually are. they have so much sex, you won't be able to get much rest here," stefan snorted.

"i'll make sure to wear my earplugs," you giggled.

stefan smiled at you, walking you to the next rooms. "these are the baths. and right here is our room. every other room up here is a guest room, but uh, this is the main event, i suppose." he opened the bedroom door, letting you peer inside of it.

he was right, you were a great decorator.

the room had green walls, bookshelves on the walls, and a few plants here and there. there was a big bed in the middle with gray sheets, pictures of the two of you hanging above the bed frame. there was a desk and chair in the middle of the room, books and papers strewn all over the desk top. there were picture of you two all over the walls, making you smile whilst also crying.

"what's wrong?" stefan rushed to you.

"oh, it's nothing. i just…" you sighed, turning to him. "these pictures are so lovely. i-i wish i could remember these events."

stefan took your hand in his, giving you a small smile. "don't worry about it. it's not your fault that you can remember.”

"right," you nodded, still disappointed in yourself.

"why don't we go and walk around town? maybe that'll help get your memories back," stefan suggested.

"that sounds fun, but i don't think walking around will reverse dark magic," you joked.

stefan chuckled, nodding in agreement. "you're right, but, you're starting to remember your own childhood. we don't know what the travelers took from you, so maybe they didn't take the memories of you and i. you might just have amnesia."

"i'd love to do anything to try and remember," you said. "me, too. before we go, do you want to change clothes? you've had these clothes on for two weeks," stefan gestured to your ripped shirt and dirty jeans.

"oh, yes. i didn't even realise i was wearing these." you looked down at your legs, eyes widening at the fact you were wearing pants. "when did they invent these?"

"1873, but women still couldn't wear them until the 19th century. and even then, women didn't wear them as regular clothing until the mid-20th century," he explained.

“well, i’m glad that i’ve stayed alive this long to be able to wear these. what are they called again?” you asked.

“jeans,” stefan answered. he walked over to your closet, opening it and presenting all your clothes. “and you have lots of jeans. so, go ahead and get changed into whatever. if you want to shower then go ahead, the bathroom is to the right.”

you nodded, “thank you. i’ll be done in a few minutes.”

“no problem. take your time,” he smiled.

you returned the expression, watching him as he left the room, shutting the door behind him.

you went to your closet, running your hands over your clothes. you had lots of grey, purple, and blue shirts. you saw lots of ripped jeans, some were their regular blue and others were white or black. you chose a light purple, short- sleeved shirt and a pair of dark-wash jeans. you found a pair of black panties and a black bra to match.

you went into the bathroom, turning the shower on and undressing. you put your dirty clothes in a near pile on the floor as you didn’t know where the hamper was. you set your clean clothes onto the bathroom sink, jumping into the shower.

the hot water felt so good, it was hard to get out, but you didn’t want to keep stefan waiting too long. you dried off quickly, looking at yourself in the mirror after you got dressed. you didn’t realize, but you were very dirty and tired-looking before showering. you looked better now. more awake, clean, and pretty.

you didn’t bother putting on makeup, not even knowing where you kept it. you went downstairs, finding stefan in the living room reading a book.

“i am ready,” you announced.

stefan looked up, jaw dropping as he looked over you.

“you look gorgeous,” he spoke.

you smiled shyly, lowering your head in bashfulness. “thank you. it’s not much, just a comfortable outfit.”

“doesn’t matter. you look amazing,” he shrugged.

“thank you, again.”

“of course,” he smiled. “let’s go ahead and go, yeah?”

you nodded, slipping on your shoes as you followed him out to the garage. you got into stefan’s car, driving back to town square.

“a lot of places have been built or torn down. i’m going to take you to the places we used to go to in this century, then go to the places from long ago that have been torn down,” he explained.

“sounds good,” you nodded.

he parked next to the strip mall, getting out and opening the door for you.

“are men still as chivalrous as you?” you jumped out of the car.

“no, not at all, but i like to be known as a gentleman. it sets a good first impression,” he answered.

“that’s sad,” you frowned. “it is. honestly, most guys nowadays are jerks and are selfish. no one teaches kindness anymore,” he sighed.

“well, i’m thankful i chose a man who still cares about those things. it really reflects on what kind of man you are.”

“i agree,” stefan nodded.

you two walked onto the side walk, stefan lacing your fingers together and guiding you into a store.

“this is your favorite store in the whole

town square. you always rave about the good deals and i’ve bought you lots of jewelry here,” he explained.

you hummed in reply, looking over the store. “it’s quaint. i see how it would appeal to me.”

“yeah, this store is the most popular one here, i’m pretty sure.”

“the owner must be rich, then.”

“probably is,” stefan nodded.

he then led you out of the store, explaining all the other stores and restaurants in the town square before stopping and showing you a specific place you liked.

“this is the grill, the most popular restaurant here. you and caroline, who you have yet to meet, love to sing karaoke here. you and bonnie and elena, who again, you have yet to meet, play pool here and get tipsy on the weekend.”

“what is karaoke and pool?” you questioned.

“karaoke is when you pick a song you like, and you sing it with a friend, or sometimes yourself. a lot of bars have karaoke, and some restaurants do, like this one. it’s just a fun activity for drunk people, honestly. and pool

is this game over there. you see those people

shooting the balls with the sticks?” he pointed across the room.

you studied them, seeing as they would curse in disappeared, or jump and clap in happiness.

“yes, it looks fun.”

“it is, and you’re quite good at it. maybe tomorrow you can meet everyone else and i’ll teach you how to play,” he suggested.

“i would like that very much,” you smiled.

“me, too,” he smiled back. “are you hungry? we can take a break from walking and get something to eat.”

“my stomach does ache a little. what kind of food do they have here?”

“burgers, fries, salad. classic american stuff, basically. i can order what you usually do.”

“sure, but i’m afraid to tell you that i have no money,” you sighed.

“it’s not a problem. this is my treat. plus, we have a joint bank account so, it doesn’t really matter who pays.””

“wow, that’s nice.”

“it definitely is.”

stefan then led you to a small booth, ordering immediately once the waiter came.

“tell me more about yourself,” you prompted.

stefan stared at you, not expecting you to want to know about him. it wasn’t completely surprising, but you just seemed a lot more interested in the town than him. he was happy that you asked, though. it reassured him that you two had a chance, even if you two had to rebuilt your relationship.

“okay, well, my birthday is november 1st, 1846. my favorite color is blue, my favorite type of alcohol is bourbon, but i do like a glass of whiskey every once in a while. one of my best friends was lexi branson. she was also your friend, too, but damon killed her for absolutely no reason.”

“oh, my - i am so sorry, stefan,” you gasped. “oh, it’s alright. damon has uh, since proved himself to be better… unfortunately,” stefan sighed.

you put your hand on his, looking him in the eyes.

“it’s not alright, stefan. i know you say damon is a lot better than people say, and that he has proven himself better, but that doesn’t justify what he did. i’m so sorry you lost lexi. i understand what it is it like to lose someone so close to you. i’m sure you remember, but i lost christopher only a few years after we became vampires. i don’t remember all of it, but i do remember terrorizing a whole village because of the anger and depression i felt. i’m sure lexi was an amazing young woman. one day, i would love it if you told me more about her.”

stefan smiled at you gratefully, eyes prickling with tears. “thank you, y/n. it means a lot to me. and yes, i’d love to tell you about her.”

“fantastic.” you squeezed his hand for support, the gesture warming his chest. “anyways, go on,” you said, keeping your hand on his.

“alright. well, i love i love lucy, which is a ‘50s sitcom that, funnily enough, you hated,” he chuckled.

“what is a sitcom and why did i hate it?” your brows knitted together in confusion.

“well, a sitcom is a comedy tv show. and a tv show is content that is broadcasted onto something that is called a television, which was the big black screen in the living room of our house. sitcom is a type of tv show. there are sitcoms, dramas, romance, horror, and lots of others. a lot of these genres bleed together, much like books. and as for why you hated the show, you just thought it was annoying because i would watch it all the time.”

“well, i do have a short temperament, so that explains it, i suppose. that tv show thing is a little confusing. can you show me how it works when we get home?”

“yes, of course. i can show you your favorite tv shows and movies,” he nodded eagerly.

“lovely,” you smiled at his enthusiasm. “so, what else do you like?”

“well, i am a fan of scorcese, who is a famous tv director. he directed taxi driver, which is a film i am a fan of. i love to cook, and i’m quite good at it, if i do say so myself. um, let’s see… what else is there…” he trailed off, looking at the table as he thought. “i am a bit or a hoarder, as you probably could see in our room. i enjoy any and all types of music, i have a rose tattoo on my right shoulder, and i am a scorpio, if that means anything to do.”

he looked back up at you, the tips of his ears turning pink as he realized you were staring and smiling at him the whole time.

“why’re you looking at me like that?” he asked.

“it’s just nice hearing all these things about you. i can piece together who you are, who the man i am married to is. it’s obvious you don’t open up to people a lot, and i appreciate you doing that with me,” you explained.

“oh, well, it’s no problem. you’ll remember all these things, anyways. but this is just surface level stuff, nothing special.”

“i think it is special and important. now that i know you a little better, i’m able to talk to you more and be more comfortable.”

“mm, that’s true,” he nodded.

you gave him a small smile, your food then arriving.

“wow, this is a lot,” you chuckled, looking at the cheeseburger and fries.

“it’s really good, too,” stefan said.

“how do i eat this?” you asked. “pick it up in your hands and take a bite, like this.” stefan took a bite of his burger and fries.

you followed in suit, groaning in pleasure.

“my, they never had this food at home. this is delicious.”

“i know, right? so glad america stopped the wine and beef soup at dinner.”

you giggled, nodding in agreement. you two ate in silence, stefan paying before you two left.

“do you want to continue going around town, or are you tired?” stefan asked.

“i want to continue,” you stated.

“alright. time to go to all the torn down places now,” he sighed, walking you back to his car.

you two drove a little ways away from town square, finding yourselves at the cemetery.

“are anna, christoper, and my mother buried here?” you asked.

“yes, they are. do you want to see their graves?” stefan asked.

you sat in the car for a few moments, holding your seatbelt in thought. you shook your head as an answer.

“no, i would hate to put a damper on this lovely evening.”

“oh, well, it’s okay. you always manage to make things bright and happy, even when we’re visiting the cemetery, but if you really don’t want to, then i’ll take you to the salvatore estate, and where your house was located.”

“mm, i am sure. we can visit some other time,” you smiled.

he returned the expression. “alright.” he got out, going to open the door for you, but you had already jumped out.

“sorry, i um, wanted to see how the door works,” you admitted sheepishly.

stefan grinned, finding your curiosity adorable. “no worries. ready to go?”

“indeed i am,” you nodded.

you took the initiative and laced your fingers with his. stefan glanced at you, his chest swelling with joy. it was almost like old times.

“so, where is the salvatore estate?” you asked.

“it’s just a mile into the woods. there’s only a singular pillar there because it got torn down, but the pillar marks the spot where the house stood.”

“why did it get torn down? it was such a beautiful home. surely someone from these days would want to live in it,” you frowned.

“you’d think that, but i guess folks these days want something more modern. but, wait, do you remember my house?” hope filled his eyes, carrying all the way through his voice.

“i think i do. it seems… familiar in my mind. i remember the front of the house, the beautiful entrance and the pretty rose bushes, the steps that led up to the door. i remember a room… it was of medium size. there was a big bed in the middle, a deep-sea blue carpet under it. there was a bug mirror across from the bed, a painting or two hung up on the walls. there was a small desk in the corner next to the closet. the room is very empty, but it brings back feelings of warmth and calmness.”

“yeah, that was my room. you spent most of your summer’s in there with me.”

“oh,” your eyes lit up. “you said that we didn’t officially get together until after we were vampires, but i remember being in the bed in lots of white, button-up shirts. did we-?” you looked to him, eyes wide and hoping he would say yes.

his cheeks were tainted pink as he nodded. “yes, we had lots of fun nights, but not all of them consisted of sex.”

“i see,” you nodded, a little smile on your face. “what else did we do besides sleep together, then?”

“well, most times we just laid there in each other’s arms. sometimes i would read to you and you would fall asleep in my arms. other times we danced, sang, talked about the future together. and let me tell you, we definitely did not imagine an eternity together, but i’m really glad it turned out that way. despite all the pain we suffered.”

your chest warmed as you imagine you two in the 1800s, doing more and being more than just friends with intimate relations.

“does damon know of this?” you questioned.

“he does, but no one else doesn’t. to make things easier, we just told everyone that we started dating after we became vampires, and that we got married in 1963, which we did.”

“and how was the wedding?” you asked.

“the best night of my life,” he grinned. “we have lots of pictures of that night in the living room and our room, which i will show you when we get back.”

“i can’t wait,” you smiled giddily.

you squeezed stefan’s hand, the gesture making both of your body’s shiver.

“here it is,” he said, taking you closer to the singular pillar.

you let go of his hand slowly, walking around the property. you closed your eyes, feeling the cool breeze fan your face. you stood in the middle, right where the living room be. lots of memories then flooded back to you, making you snap your eyes open.

“your father didn’t like us together,” you stated.

stefan furrowed his brows. “yes, how-how do you know that?”

you didn’t answer him, continuing to reminisce.

“i was meant to wed damon, yet, i fell in love with you. your mother would let us play together, knowing that the fate your father decided wasn’t going to happen. she accepted us. she actually liked us better together than damon and i. she thought damon was too wild, too untamed to settle down so young. he was like her, in that way. but you, once you saw me at our first ball at age 14, you knew i was the one. i remember you telling me this one night on my sixteenth birthday. you had taken me up to your room, sneaking up extra cake for me, and we laid together on your bed. that was both of our first time that night - it was amazing. you told me before we went to bed about your growing feelings for me. that night we both said ‘i love you’ for the first time.”

stefan stared at you, mouth agape and tears welling in his eyes.

“you-you really remember that?”

“i do,” you smiled slowly at him. “i remember the marks you left on my skin, the joy i felt as you held my hand, the way i cried when you told me that you loved me. i-i’m afraid that this is all i remember, but -“

“no, no, it’s enough. it’s more than enough,” he sniffled, coming closer to you. he slipped his hand into yours, his other hand wrapping around your waist.

you smiled, putting your free hand on his cheek, rubbing your thumb up and down on his cheekbones. you looked into his eyes, studying his face as your hand went up and ran itself through his hair. you brought your hand back down to cup his cheek, your fingers dancing along his jawline.

“i also remember skipping school, playing football in the backyard, me wearing your shirt for the first time and it leading to us sleeping together again,” you giggled.

“how do you remember all of this?” he asked.

“the travelers must’ve just took all the important information about us, which we can deal with later. i want to enjoy this moment now,” you breathed out.

“thank god that they took that important stuff. it’s not that important once you think about it,” he nodded.

“i agree. i bet damon wouldn’t agree about that, though,” you joked.

“well, damon has never been madly in love until the last couple of years. but, me? i’m been in love with you forever.”

your lips spread widely and you looked deeply into his eyes, feeling yourself falling for him again.

“i love you,” you exhaled. stefan grinned, “i love you more.”

“nu-uh,” you shook your head. “mmhm,” he smirked.

you moved in closer, your nose bumping his softly. your eyes flickered down from his eyes to his lips multiple times before closing the gap. your lips met his in slow motion, immediately moving with his. his lips were soft and kissed you well, like he had done this a million times before, and couldn’t wait to do it again. he held you close against him, breathing in deeply at the taste of your lips. he felt at peace once again, whole and complete. and as for you, you felt alive.

every atom in your body was humming in pleasure. the feeling of his hands in your body, fitting right in with your curves, were like finally finishing a puzzle. it gave you butterflies, the way he tasted and smelled. the way he kissed you was delicious. it was gentle, but passionate. his lips worked against yours quickly, his tongue sliding against yours, eliciting a small moan from your throat. your teeth bumped each other gently, causing the kiss to then become fast, needy, hot.

you pulled away before anything else could commence, your chest heaving up and down. a line of spit broke off from your lips, breaking off as the breeze ran through it.

“remember anything else now?” stefan breathed out.

“just how much i’ve missed you,” you stated.

“i’ve missed you, too, baby. wanna go and see where old home was now?”

“yes, i’d love that,” you nodded. “great. come and follow me, then we can go home and i’ll make you your favorite meal, okay?” he suggested.

“that sounds amazing.”

“i’m so glad to have you back, y/n,” he squeezed your hand.

“i’m glad to be back.”

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[scorpio-karma]

BBHC Week: Sexuality

I'd like to tell a little story

That's been told time and time again

I've had many lovers all of which have seen a different phase in my life.

First there was Tyler. We had puppy love. He was my first everything, crush, kiss, first time, and first love. But like most puppy love we didn't last. I like to think what we could have been had he not been so concerned about what his parents thought, but it doesn't matter because we were never meant to last. We were just meant to be with each other for the time we were and I have no regrets. Not every person you date or fuck is supposed to be your everything, they were just meant to be my something.

Then there was Vicki. Even I wasn't immune hurricane Vicki, but I was probably the least bitter about. I suppose that's what happens when you have no illusions of what you are to a person. For Vicki, I knew I was just right now. Something for her to do to further the rumors about her. For me she was a revelation, one I wouldn't understand until later on.

Kissing Vicki felt exactly the same as kissing Tyler. Sure, there we physical differences between the two, but that inside feeling was exactly the same. That feeling of wanting more, for it never to end until we were both raw and satisfied. I wouldn't realize until later in a conversation with Caroline that that's not how it is for everyone. That there was a difference between curiosity and what I was, gay.

Then there was Damon. With him I learned what it truly meant to hate fuck someone. To have such overwhelming feelings of hate that it comes out in weird ways, in my case, fucking Damon Salvatore. That ended quickly much to no one's surprise. Thing about hate is it dissolves into indifference pretty quickly and all that was left was contempt. Although one satisfying thing came from that, being able to reject Damon Salvatore and it actually hurt him. It seems my opinion only mattered when I was fucking him.

Then Jeremy, my best friend's little brother. I took a chance with him, a leap of faith. In a world suddenly filled with monsters he was all that made sense. I think I understood Vicki the most then because when everything feels like it's crashing down Jeremy will always be there to help you pick up the pieces. That is, until Anna.

The most confusing time in my life was when Jeremy cheated on me. It was the icing on the fucking cake after everything with Esther and my mother. I suppose that's how I ended up with Klaus, and later Professor Shane. They were older, more experienced and everything Jeremy wasn't. But again, those don't last. Nothing ever lasts out of spite. That's what I learned from Rebekah.

To be fair, she did like me, just not more than Stefan, and especially not more than her brother. I'm always getting blind sided when it comes to love. I'm there as a filler and never the main course, but with her it hurt the most. She was my first girlfriend and I guess I had some false notion that it would be better than having a boyfriend, that she couldn't hurt me the way Jeremy had, but of course she did, her loyalties never lied with me. However, again, I don't regret her. Our time together was noteworthy and showed me once again that there was no difference for me.

After that I didn't date, I fucked. I fucked Stefan, I fucked Matt, I fucked Jeremy again, I fucked Nora. You can't be betrayed if there's no commitment,  but I guess that's why he surprised me the most.

I fucked Kai and I thought I would leave it at that but nothing ever goes to plan with him. I thought I'd feel contempt like with Damon, but it never came. I thought he'd find someone he'd want more like the others, but that never came either. The level of devotion he had toward me was unlike anything I ever experienced, so when he left me in that prison world I was surprised at how betrayed I felt. Of course, I evened the playing field after, but I'll never forget realizing when everything changed.

He was no one. He was a child murderer. I should have felt nothing but anger, but I found myself disappointed. The thing I had been avoiding since Rebekah Mikaelson broke my heart. But he was different in every way which is how we got here today.

[tanjamikaelson]

BITTERSWEET - CHAPTER 5

MASTERLIST

CHAPTER 5: | I WILL WAIT FOR HOWEVER LONG IT TAKES |

“I can’t believe we almost had a threesome with Damon." Lorena remarked as Rebekah and she were walking, "And that you didn’t tell me the whole plan.”

Rebekah chuckled, “I didn’t tell you because you would never say yes to that plan.”

“You tricked me. I could’ve said no when we were standing in front of him.” Lorena pointed out.

“At least everything turned out great, without either of us sleeping with him.” Rebekah stated.

“But I think deep down you actually wanted to sleep with him again.” Lorena said, smirking at her.

“I did not.” Rebekah was quick to protest.

Lorena raised her eyebrow at her, “I don’t believe you.”

“Well believe what you want.” Rebekah replied.

“Are you going to send my stuff over to my new house?” Lorena asked her.

Rebekah shrugged, “Or you can come tomorrow morning and take them.”

“But Klaus will be there.” Lorena told her.

“Why don’t you two just have a make up sex and get this over with?” Rebekah suggested. 

Lorena gave her a look, “Bekah..”

“I know I’m right. You two should just get over yourselves and do it.” Rebekah spoke determinedly.

“So you want Klaus and me to get back together?” Lorena questioned.

“Well I never had anything against that..” Rebekah told her, “Or at least get everything out of your system with one night of mind blowing sex. It will do you both some good.”

“That’s not gonna happen.” Lorena assured her, “And you better send me my things.”

“I’m not going to.” Rebekah said firmly and turned towards her, “If you really don’t want to see him, Klaus and I will go to find Finn tomorrow morning and then you can come.”

Lorena gave her an annoyed look, “You could’ve said that right away.”

Rebekah only smirked.

・ • ・ • ・

When Rebekah sent Lorena a text that she and Klaus are not at home Lorena left to the Mikaelson mansion to get some of her stuff that she left there. Lorena walked up the stairs and in the study room she saw Sage and some girl reading a book, Lorena didn’t know who she was but she saw her around.

“Sage.” Lorena greeted her, “Waiting for Finn?” 

“Yes. Rebekah and Klaus promised to bring him back here.” Sage told her, “You live here with them?”

“Not anymore, I just came for some of my stuff.” Lorena replied.

"Why not? I thought you and Rebekah were best friends or at least Damon told me that." Sage said.

"Well, it's not because of her. Klaus and I are not on good terms." Lorena replied.

Sage nodded in understanding, "I wonder why. Klaus is not the easiest person to be on good terms with."

"That's something we agree on." Lorena told her, then pointed at the girl who was sitting on another couch, "Who is she?"

"Just some witch, Klaus told me to keep an eye on her. She needs to unlink them." Sage explained.

"She better do what she's told, or else.." Lorena spoke.

"Klaus already threatened me, you don't have to." The witch spoke.

Lorena glanced at the witch, "It's called giving you motivation." 

"Well, you definitely are part of the Mikaelsons." Sage remarked.

Lorena chuckled, "Yeah, I've learned from the best." she told her, "Anyway, I better get going before he comes back."

Lorena was half down the stairs in the foyer just as the front doors opened and Klaus threw Finn inside. She didn't dare to move a step closer to them.

"Let's get his blood and get on with it." Rebekah said following him into the mansion.

Finn lifted himself from the floor, "You can't force me to help you." 

"Oh, I most likely could, but why force when I can persuade?" Klaus pointed his hand toward the staircase and as if on cue Sage came down, whilst Finn looked up.

"Hello Finn." Sage greeted, smiling warmly at her long lost love.

"Sage!" Finn recognized her immediately and rushed to embrace her.

"What do you know, true love prevails." Rebekah remarked and glanced at Lorena.

Klaus' eyes followed hers and landed on Lorena, but he quickly looked away as he got a message on his phone.

"It does occasionally have its uses. Easier than torturing him." Klaus responded to her remark while writing a message back.

"Lorena and I have something to do. What do you need from me for this spell?" Rebekah asked.

"Just your blood and your blessing." Klaus grinned, "Where are you two going?" 

"I have some unfinished business with Damon Salvatore and Lorena is going to help me." Rebekah informed him and Lorena walked down before leaving with Rebekah.

・ • ・ • ・

When the two of them kidnapped Damon they returned to the mansion. Rebekah clamped bear traps around Damon's wrist and hanged him from the ceiling.

"Maybe you should have hanged him upside down to drain him from vervain." Lorena commented.

"No, I will torture him slowly." Rebekah said as she picked up a knife from the table, then walked around Damon, "You pretended to be interested in me. And then you almost slept with the two of us only so you could steal my thoughts. Ever since then I felt this incessant need to one-up you." She ripped open his shirt and cut Damon's chest with a knife. He groaned in pain.

"You want to compel me to be your boyfriend?" Damon asked.

Lorena laughed at how stupid he sounded, as Rebekah told him, "Actually, I'd rather compel you to kill your brother. Or Elena. But, since vampires heal, bleeding you may take a while. We should probably stick to the major arteries." She cut Damon's neck, he bled profusely. 

Then Klaus entered a room, smiling delightfully, "Well.. look what you've caught. If you're trying to bleed him of vervain, don't you think it would be easier to hang him upside down?"

"That's what I said." Lorena said.

Rebekah glanced between both of them, "I'm perfectly capable of inflicting pain, thank you very much."

“Well, excuse me, it's not like I have any expertise in the matter." Klaus rolled his eyes sarcastically.

"You know, why don't you just leave us and go and manage your witch?" Rebekah shooed him away, Klaus grinned before leaving.

Rebekah turned back to Damon, but spoke to Lorena, "See I think he cooled off so it's safe for you to come here."

"Uh, trouble in paradise?" Damon asked looking up at Lorena, "What did you do?"

"None of her damn business." Lorena snapped at him.

Damon felt a knife dig into his skin and he tried not to scream. Rebekah repeatedly stabbed him.

"Let's go and get something to drink, I'm feeling thirsty." Rebekah said as she put the knife down.

"Are you sure you're feeling thirsty for a drink or for me." Damon remarked with a cocky smirk.

"Don't worry Damon, we'll be back in a couple of minutes to continue." Rebekah replied before the two of them left.

She poured them both a glass of whiskey before saying, "I'm going to play with his head a little bit."

"Yeah, show him how it is." Lorena encouraged her.

After some time Rebekah and Lorena walked back to the room where Damon was, he was asleep but he suddenly woke up when they walked in.

"Uh, you bitch." Damon winced.

"It's not fun when someone messes with your thoughts, is it?" Rebekah told him.

Actually, I was having a pretty good time in there." Damon replied.

"Mmm, well I hope you were nicer to Elena than you were to me." Rebekah hummed.

"Oh, come on, I couldn't have hurt you that bad. You didn't really think I had a thing for you, did you?" Damon said and Rebekah looked hurt, "I get it. If Klaus bossed me around for a thousand years, I'd probably be pretty desperate for attention too."

Lorena grabbed the knife from the table and flashed at Damon stabbing it right into his stomach in one quick movement and he screamed, "You don't get to talk to my best friend like that. Understood?" She twisted the knife and he screamed more.

・ • ・ • ・

Later, Rebekah and Lorena came out of the room as Klaus was escorting the witch out of the house, "Aw, leaving so soon?" Rebekah commented.

"Sister, be nice." Klaus warned.

"Thank you, Bonnie." Rebekah faked a smile, waving her fingers shyly, "See you in physics class."

"Oh my god." Bonnie gasped out as her eyes fell upon Damon in snares in the room that Lorena and Rebekah just walked off to.

"Yeah, you'll have to excuse the mess. Apparently Damon hurt her feelings. Go on, help him. Save the man who turned her mother into a vampire.” Klaus said with a coy smirk.

Bonnie looked at Damon again and then the pain and anger of what he did to her mother rose to the surface, “Just get me out of here.”

“Very well.” Klaus agreed and escorted Bonnie out. Then he came back to the room where two girls were still torturing Damon.

“Maybe I should punish you for hurting me.” Lorena heard Klaus whisper as he stood behind her.

Lorena turned around and moved a step back, “Kinky, but I’m not interested.”

“You wouldn’t have a choice if I decided to do that.” Klaus shrugged.

“Just to remind you if you forgot, you were the one who hurt me first.” Lorena reminded him.

“And you slept with my brother.” Klaus spat out.

“Didn’t expect that one coming.” Damon remarked.

“Mind your own business, jerk.” Lorena turned to him and dragged a knife across his chest, “We all know how you look at Elena. Isn’t she your brother's girl?”

Damon groaned in pain but didn't say anything else.

Rebekah sighed before speaking to Lorena and her brother, “And I'm tired of you two bickering about the same thing, over and over again when I know that both of you want to get into each other's pants.”

“Seriously Rebekah?” Lorena shot her a look, “We can’t just smash and think that’s gonna fix things.”

“Right, I tried that method in 1972, but it didn't work out as I wanted to.” Klaus agreed with Lorena.

“Well at least you two agree on something, that's progress.” Rebekah told them, “And it was different then, she wanted me back and you wanted her. Now I’m back so that only leaves one thing.”

“What are you now, a therapist?” Lorena asked her.

“Maybe a couple therapy would do you two some good.” Rebekah suggested.

The conversation between the three of them was cut short when they heard Stefan shouting for Klaus.

Klaus exited the room and Lorena and Rebekah followed him, “Oh good, a hero. What do you want?” he asked.

Stefan dropped the duffel bag with the stakes and Klaus' feet, “I'm here to make a deal.” he stated, “Eight stakes made of white oak. The part of Wickery Bridge that you forgot to burn.” 

Klaus looked over at Rebekah and Lorena, seeing the stricken look on their faces he released that both of them thought that they burned all of the wood. 

“That's impossible.” Rebekah said confidently.

“Actually it's not. Finn is dead.” Stefan said casually.

Rebekah looked appalled, while Stefan avoided her eyes, “You killed my brother?”

Stefan chose to look at Klaus instead, proposing a deal, “Damon in exchange for the last eight weapons that can kill you.”

“And how do I know there aren't any more left?” Klaus questioned, raising his eyebrow at him.

“Because there aren't.” Stefan answered simply.

“Let's be certain, shall we?” Klaus asked, a murderous glint in his eyes, then he walked over to Damon, “Leave.”

“No.” Damon denied.

“Go on. Leave.” Klaus said again.

“Nik, he's my plaything not yours.” Rebekah objected, but Klaus simply ignored his sister.

Klaus grabbed Damon by the throat and compelled him, “I said, go home.”

Damon started to pull a wrist out from the snares, peeling the flesh off of it in the process. He screamed in pain.

“Alright, stop, stop, stop, before you hurt yourself. Well, seeing that he can finally be compelled. Now.” Klaus grabbed Damon by the throat and compelled him again, “Minus the stake that's in my brother, how many more stakes are out there that can kill me?”

“Eleven.” Damon answered through gritted teeth.

“Eleven! Really? So, not eight then.” Klaus exclaimed with fake excitement.

Rebekah looked at Stefan disappointed, “You really shouldn't have lied.”

“So, should we send you your brother piece by piece or are you going to hand over the stakes willingly?” Lorena said to Stefan in a dangerously calm voice.

“I'll get you the other three.” Stefan swore.

“Yeah, that'll be nice." Klaus nodded before raising up his finger as a matter of factly, "Or since you lied, maybe I'll just compel your brother to chew out his own tongue.” he suggested.

“What is wrong with you?” Stefan shouted at him.

“What is wrong with you?! Do you really have no appreciation for me? I have given you someone to hate, to loathe, a target for all of your anger; so you don't have to turn it on yourself. I have given you life purpose, as your friend.” Klaus laughed, before adding, “I really think you should be thanking me.”

Stefan rushed at Klaus and pinned him against a wall with a white oak stake in hand. 

Suddenly Lorena lunged towards Stefan grabbing the back of his throat and twisting his arm that was pointed at Klaus.

“Step down, or I’ll gladly kill you and your brother.” Lorena growled into his ear and Stefan loosened his grip on Klaus and he took the stake from his hand.

Klaus looked surprised at Lorena as she moved away from them, thinking about what took over her body to react like that.

Then he said to Stefan, “Now you only have to get me the other two.” 

Rebekah rolled her eyes, “This is ridiculous.” she said before she walked over to Damon and released him from the traps. Damon fell to his knees.

Klaus walked towards her, “What are you doing?”

“I brought him here. I get to release him. My rules now. Bring us the stakes and you both live. Take her brother as a sign of good faith.” Rebekah said as she picked up the duffel bag with the stakes and left. 

Lorena started walking towards the door but Klaus grabbed her arms, not letting her go just yet, then looked at Stefan, “Bring us the stakes. All of them. Or I will wage a war against everyone you love. I hope I'm being clear.”

Stefan nodded and sped off with Damon.

“Klaus.. let me go.” Lorena said quietly.

Klaus tightened the grip on her arm, “Why did you do that?”

“I-I don’t know.” Lorena replied uncentrain, not meeting his eyes.

“You acted on an instinct. You were afraid that he’s going to hurt me.” Klaus pointed out.

“I don’t want you dead. I never did.” Lorena quickly told him, then she turned to look at him, “Please Nik, just let me go.”

Klaus gasped in surprise and gave a longing look before saying, “We both know that we belong together, but I’m not going to force you, instead I will wait. For however long it takes.”

Lorena was touched by his words and her eyes filled with tears so she moved them away from him and looked down at the floor and as soon as he let go of her arm she vamp-speeded away.

・ • ・ • ・

[of-a-chaotic-mind]

That Escalated Quickly

Summary: Reader goes to a party with her friends to gather info on a new group of vampires in town that want Klaus dead. However, she’s kidnapped and Klaus must rescue her. The result? An eternity with the love of her life I suppose.

TW/CW: Klaus Mikaelson x Female!Reader. Canon violence ig? Blood, gun and gunshot wound, knife and stab wound, yeah canon violence about sums it up well.

Requested?: No

Word Count: 1,788

A/N: So, I googled whether a human dying with Klaus’s blood in their system would actually make them a vampire but I didn’t find anything so let’s just assume it would lol. Also, this turned out way longer than I had expected/planned. It’s been quite a while since I’ve watched tvd so I apologize if the transition is inaccurate :/ Anyway, I hope you enjoy the read! Requests are open and as always, love to all! P.S. when I say I would simp for this man... he and Elijah would be the death of meeeee.

Prompt: “Too bad the party is going to be hosted by people who want you dead. I heard they have a chocolate fountain.”   “Don’t tempt me.”

Your POV

    I adjust my outfit in the mirror as my boyfriend enters the room behind me. “My don’t you look ravishing,” he says as he wraps his arms around my waist and places soft kisses along my neck. I giggled at the tickle of his stubble and worm my way out of his arms to add the finishing touches to my outfit.  

    I notice him pouting out of the corner of my eye and make my way back to him as I finish my outfit, “Too bad the party is going to be hosted by people who want you dead. I heard they have a chocolate fountain.”

    “Don’t tempt me,” he responds as I kiss his cheek and make my way out of our room to head downstairs and join the others. He follows closely behind and when I finally come to a stop downstairs, he wraps me in his arms once again and this time he full on buries his face in my neck. I can tell he’s not happy about the current mission. There’s a new group of vampires in Mystic Falls, the leader of which does not like Klaus at all. From what I heard it’s probably for a good reason but I’m not exactly keen on letting my boyfriend get killed for a mistake he made in the past.

    Klaus is under orders to stay home and Elijah and Rebekah are staying behind to ensure that he follows said orders. Elena, Jeremy, Bonnie, Matt, Alaric and myself will be mingling among the party guests in attempts to pick up any information we can about the new vampires but of course at the request of Klaus and supply of Alaric and Jeremy, we’ll all be armed with stakes. Damon, Stefan, Caroline, and Tyler are all tasked with discretely patrolling the perimeter and listening for whatever they can. For the most part, they’re there in case we need back up.  

    I take the stake offered to me by Alaric and stuff it into the sleeve of my jacket and look around to make sure everyone is ready. As they are, I pry myself away from Klaus and press a quick kiss to his lips before heading out, “I’ll be fine, babe. Try not to worry too much while we’re gone.” I join the others outside and then we head off for the party.

    Upon entering the house, my senses are already overwhelmed by the smell of booze and the deep bass thumping music. I follow Elena and Bonnie off towards the kitchen for a drink and leave the guys at the door looking around like lost puppies. I glance back and chuckle at the looks on their faces before turning back around to make sure I don’t lose Elena and Bonnie. We somehow manage to find something non-alcoholic in the kitchen and pour each of ourselves some to drink before departing the kitchen to wander among the crowd filling the large house.

    Everything goes without a hitch for quite some time but the information pool is pretty dry. Finally, I decide that my bladder can’t take much more and head for the bathroom with promises to Elena and Bonnie to meet them and the guys back in the kitchen when I’m done. I find the bathroom without any issues, do my business, and then start to head back to the kitchen when I bump into a man who’s blocking the long hallway. “Uh, dude? Could you move? I need to get through,” I say as I try to go around him but he sidesteps to block my path.

    “You’ll make excellent bait,” comes a scratchy voice behind me.

    I turn around to face the newcomer, “Excuse me?”  

    “His scent is all over you. Don’t act stupid,” is his only answer. Shit. I drop the stake out of my sleeve and into my hand but before I can even begin to think of an escape plan, the man behind me grabs the stake and tosses it off behind him. Next thing I know, everything goes black and I have a splitting headache.

Third Person POV

    Elena and Bonnie pause their conversation as Alaric, Jeremy, and Matt make their way over. Elena tilts her head, “Hey, did you guys happen to see (Y/n) on your way in here?”

    They all shake their head and Alaric answers, “No, why? Should we be worried?”     Elena and Bonnie share a look. “Possibly,” Bonnie answers, “She went to the bathroom about 20 minutes ago and still isn’t back.”

    “I’ll go outside and let Damon and the others know. You four split up and see if you can find her,” Alaric orders before heading to the front door, the others splitting up to search as he does. Once he steps outside, Alaric pulls his phone out and dials Damon’s number.  

    It only rings once before the oldest Salvatore picks up, “Yeah, what’s up?”

    “We’ve lost track of (Y/n) the girl’s said she went to the bathroom about 20 minutes ago but they haven’t seen her since. They’re inside with Jeremy and Matt looking for her now,” Alaric answers promptly.

    “Alright, looks like they took the bait. I’ll let Elijah know, we’ll need Klaus to track her down,” comes Damon’s response.

    “Are we sure that’s a good idea? This guy wants Klaus dead,” Alaric inquires once again for the third time this evening.     “I told you, Klaus can handle himself. The only reason he’s not here is because (Y/n) insisted that he stay out of danger,” Damon replies with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

    “Okay, if you say so. I’ll round up the others and we can head back to the house for him,” Alaric says before hanging up the phone and heading back inside. Almost immediately he finds Elena, Bonnie, Jeremy, and Matt waiting for him.

    Elena who’s on the phone perks up, “Hello! (Y/n)? Where are you?” She’s quiet as whoever is on the other end of the line says something. She looks at the others with concern plastered across her face, “I swear if you hurt her-” she’s interrupted and listens for a moment before hanging up the phone angrily and storming out of the house with the others in hot pursuit. Elena stomps over to where the vampires and werewolf have gathered, “They have her. They gave an address and said to make sure Klaus comes alone.”

    “Oh, he’s going to be pissed,” Tyler adds.

    “What are we going to do? We can’t just send Klaus in alone, can we?” Caroline questions the group.

    Stefan, Damon, and Alaric all seem to share a look before Stefan answers, “We’ll leave that decision up to him.” With that, everyone climbs into the vehicles and heads back towards the Mikaelson’s home.

    When the group piles out of the vehicles and steps inside the house, Klaus storms over, “Where is she?”

    “Klaus, would you slow down and get your head on straight before you go barging into danger?” Rebekah pleas with her brother.

    “Where. Is. She?” Klaus barks.

    Everyone exchanges glances at each other, silently arguing over who will be the one to tell him. Finally, Elena speaks up, “There’s an old warehouse just outside of town. They have her there. They said to come alone.”

    Without saying another word, Klaus is gone. Everyone looks to Elijah who takes a deep breath, “We’ll follow but we’ll keep our distance. If I know my brother, he won’t want to put her in any more danger than she’s already in, even if it means risking his life.”

    As they all head off in pursuit of Klaus, Rebekah speaks up again, “Surely, they can’t actually kill him, can they? He’s a bloody Original for crying out loud.”

    “I don’t know, Rebekah. All we can do right now is hope for the best,” Elijah answers.

Your POV     I open my eyes slowly but the bright lights overhead still hurt my eyes. I look around and find myself in an old abandoned warehouse. My arms are chained to a rafter above my head and my feet are shackled to the floor. A tall, scraggly looking man steps into view, “Ah you’re awake.”

    I recognize that voice as one of the men that ambushed me, “You’re pretty brave, you know that? You must be to kidnap the girlfriend of an original vampire.”

    “Awwww boo hoo, he’s getting what he deserves,” the man mocks. Then the front door of the warehouse is kicked down and in walks my boyfriend.

    I glare at him with a frown on my face, “I thought I told you to keep your ass out of danger?”

    “Did you really think I’d listen?” he responds before launching himself after the men around me. It seems almost instantly that the men are wiped out. However, not before one of them manages to run me through with a knife. I can tell I don’t have long but Klaus breaks the chains holding my arms up and gently lays me on the ground, placing my head in his lap. He bites a gash into his forearm before placing it to my lips. I can sense the others gathering around us as I let Klaus’s blood enter my system. Within mere seconds the wound on my abdomen closes up and stops bleeding. Klaus helps me to my feet and we begin to follow the others back out to the vehicles. Suddenly, I hear a gunshot and feel immense pain in my back.  

    The man swears but is quickly cut off by Elijah who rips the man’s heart out of his chest. Klaus clutches me close to him, “I’m sorry, love. I should’ve been more careful.”

    I laugh softly, “It’s alright, this was bound to happen eventually.”

    When I wake up again, I find myself in mine and Klaus’s bedroom. Upon entering the room, Klaus notices that I’m awake and offers me a glass of what’s presumably blood. I down the glass as he climbs into bed beside me and wraps his arms around me. He presses a kiss to my forehead before asking, “What did you mean when you said that this was bound to happen eventually?”

    I shrug and wipe my mouth, “It’s not like I want to grow old and die when I have such an amazing boyfriend and friends that I’d leave behind.”

    “I suppose that’s fair, but I’d much rather you not have to go through all this,” he replies quietly.

    “Don’t start blaming yourself. That will only make matters worse. Besides, I have basically have the professionals of how to be a vampire to teach me, I’ll be okay,” I laugh softly and cuddle closer into his chest before dozing off to sleep.

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[procrastinatorimagines]

Humanity

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

Pairing: Klaus x Salvatore!Reader

Warning/s: none

Word Count: 996

Request:  hi! would you able to make an imagine where the reader turns off her humanity and Klaus is the one who has to help her turn it back on? Maybe she’s the younger sister of Damon and Stefan and she found out a secret they had been keeping from her or something?

The numbness was new, but with it came a sense of calm you’d never felt before. Now you were clear headed, all those emotions that had clouded every thought, every decision, locked away somewhere they couldn’t get to you.

Your humanity was off, and with it a feeling of freedom you couldn’t quite describe, like you were finally in control of everything. The grief had almost too much to bare, but the guilt had broke you, your heart in so much pain you’d turned it all off just to make it stop. 

A witch had attacked you and your brothers, Stefan and Damon Salvatore. She’d had some old vendetta against Damon, said that he’d been responsible for the worst moment of her life, so she’d make you all relive yours. And she did.

The spell had sent you all to the floor, crying out in pain as your worst memories were forced into your mind, unable to do anything but relive the horrors. But it didn’t feel like reliving yours, it felt like seeing it for the first time. 

When you’d turned it had been a blur, you could barely remember the first few days, returning to your mind almost to find that Damon had killed your best friend. It had torn you apart, the hatred and resentment to your brother never fully going away, even when you’d made your peace with him.

Only... it hadn’t been Damon. The witch had cleared the fog in your mind and for the first time you remembered it all with clarity. How you’d lost control, driven by a new found bloodlust, chasing your best friend through the woods like some kind of animal. Like a ripper. You’d always known you had the potential, human blood had that effect on you and your brother Stefan if you weren’t careful, but to do this...

Damon had taken the blame, when he’d realised that you didn’t remember what you did he’d shouldered the responsibility, the hate, the anger, he’d taken everything you’d thrown his way so you didn’t have to bare it.

But now you did. Now you felt everything, and the guilt had consumed you. Damon and Stefan had tried to reach you, but you’d pushed them away, and before too long you’d turned off your humanity. Anything to make that pain stop.

When Damon and Stefan realised what you’d done they’d tried to bring you back, to get you to turn it all back on, but you’d refused. What was the point of your humanity if all it did was cause you pain? 

So they’d gone for Plan B, and now your boyfriend Klaus was standing at your door, waiting to be let in. He didn’t exactly need an invitation, but he wanted to give you space. If you weren’t ready, he didn’t want to push. 

“Hello, love,” he said softly, looking relieved when you gestured with your head for him to step inside. 

“If you’re here to tell me to turn my humanity back on, I’ve already had this discussion with my brothers, you’re just wasting your time and mine,” you informed him matter-of-factly, registering his flinch at your cold remark.

“I get it,” he told you, “I’ve been alive a lot longer than you, done things I regret, but hiding from it won’t make it go away.” His eyes were pleading but you shrugged him off.

“I’m not hiding from it, I’ve moved past it, all of it,” you replied and he shook his head.

“You need to feel it to move past it,” Klaus countered and you looked at him with confusion.

“Why?” You asked, why should you feel that way? Why should anyone? “All it does is hurt, all the time, why would I want to feel that pain?” 

“You didn’t just turn off your pain, you turned off everything, your love too,” Klaus explained, approaching you with soft eyes as he took your hands, “you have a good heart Y/N, your kindness and compassion are what make you you, don’t throw that away.”

You took a breath, meeting his eyes. His hands fit into yours, and although you thought about pulling away, for some reason you let him keep holding on. “It was more pain that I can cope with, if I turn it back on it’ll be too much,” you said, “maybe I’d rather not feel anything at all, the good and the bad, if the bad feels like that.”

“The bad comes with the good, it’s all part of life, and no matter how scary that is, you aren’t alone love,” Klaus squeezed your hands and you found yourself unable to look away, the love and concern on his face drawing you in. You felt something then, deep down, you had felt that way about him before you’d off your humanity, and a part of you was trying to feel that way again.

“If I- I don’t know what to do,” you admitted, conflicted.

“Share the burden with the people who love you,” Klaus whispered, “I love you Y/N, please come back to me.” Although he often kept his emotions close to the vest, he had them all in the open now, the force of them overwhelming you.

With every word you felt your heart cracking more and more, your emotions trying to claw their way back to the surface. Until, finally, you let out a sob, like a dam breaking open it all came flooding back in, and although part of you was resisting, you let it, feeling it all. 

Klaus caught you as you knees gave out, arms around you as you broke down in tears.

“It’s okay love, let it out, let it all out,” Klaus muttered, stroking your hair as you buried your face into the crook of his neck, “I’m here, it’s okay.”

He soothed you as you cried, holding you as you felt everything that you’d been trying to avoid the way you always should have done. 

[zodiyack]

Snapping Is Over Rated

Pairing: Kol Mikaelson x Salvatore!Female!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers?, swearing, angst, mention of murder, mention of the humanity switch being flipped

Words: 1,635

Summary: It’s a bad time to be dating a Mikaelson when your brothers decide they want to go on a quest to kill the Original Family, who happen to be linked to each other.

Taglist: @matth1w​, @redspaceace-writes​, @fandom-puff​, @darling-i-read-it​, @simonsbluee​

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It wasn’t long before Y/n discovered what her brothers were hiding. In fact, it was hiding that led to her putting two and two together. A poorly hid white oak stake and two very suspicious brothers, my my, what could be the problem?

She knew that they only hid it from her due to her romance with one of the Mikaelsons.

Kol was, like his older half-brother, a little off the walls. Nevertheless, he remained loyal and loving. Their relationship had shown her a good side of vampirism, as well as convinced him that life still had meaning even if he wasn’t a witch anymore.

But, if her brothers went through with their plan, neither of them would have that anymore. So she went out to put a large red stop-sign in the middle of their little plot.

“Gah!” Damon hissed as his younger sister sped in front of him, “Where the hell did you come from?”

“Home. Where the hell are you going?” Y/n spat back. She grinned when Damon sighed after studying her for a few moments.

“Uhhh...the Grill.”

“Ah... But, dear brother, the Grill is in the other direction.” Her smile grew wider with the feeling of success. “So, tell me, where are you going? And, please- the truth this time, if you will?”

Stefan walked up behind Damon, turning himself in as he knew they’d been caught. “Damn it. Curse our sister and her inhuman intellect.”

“Don’t curse me for my brains, curse that bitch of a vampire that turned you two as well. Had you not engaged in her games, we’d all be dead and happy in our graves.”

“You could just stake yourself or walk into the sun, ya know?” Damon chuckled teasingly but stopped quickly upon his sister’s dead glare.

“Yes, of that, I am aware. However, you two are also aware of my boyfriend...” She glanced at the bag in Stefan’s hand, somehow already having a terribly accurate guess of what it’s contents were, “A little too aware.”

Stefan sighed, “I mean, yeah. He’s a Mikaelson, Y/n/n-”

“That doesn’t matter! You can’t go through with it! Please...Damon?” Her older brother raised his hands in front of his chest, telling her to leave him out of it with a simple sympathy smirk and squint of his eyes. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Seriously? Have I ever tried to kill one of your girlfriends?”

The brothers thought for a moment before shaking their heads. Stefan looked down to the bag of stakes and back up to his sister, holding the same sympathetic expression as Damon. “I’m sorry. But, Klaus has to die. They all do.”

“No! Kol doesn’t!”

“He attacked Matt, Y/n!” Damon wasn’t one to care for most mortals, but Elena and Matt had been targets of some of the Mikaelsons for a bit of time, and he did end up growing a little closer to the group of abnormal friends, so he made an exception. Unfortunately, he was only willing to let that exception go so far.

“And? You attacked Bonnie! And Jeremy! Let’s not forget Alaric. My point is, we all make mistakes!”

“We all make mistakes, yet Kol has made over a thousand years worth of those without even apologizing. I’ve apologized...for most of them...” Stefan side-glared Damon, whom responded with a jab to Stefan’s side with his elbow. “And, well, my point is that he’s an original who’s just as bad as the other originals. We have a chance to kill the worst of them all, and you can’t stop us.”

She paused, chewing on the inside of her cheek as she thought. Usually, family went first, but they were ever so willing to destroy her happiness- to destroy her first ever romance- that she didn’t really care for the usual anymore.

“You’re right. I can’t stop you. But, if that’s how you guys wanna play,” the veins under her eyes began to darken and her e/c orbs turned red, “then lets play.”

“Wherever is your little play-thing, brother?” Klaus’ voice rang through the phone. Kol only chuckled in response, continuing to watch as Jeremy failed painfully at baseball. “I take it she has yet to arrive?”

“Well, for one, brother, she’s not my play-thing. She’s my girlfriend.” A sincere look of love washed over Kol’s features; his undead heart skipped a beat just thinking about her. “And secondly, I suppose she is rather late.”

“Would you like me to resort to plan two? I can always threaten the witch’s little boyfriend some more. Perhaps get her to do a tracking spell?”

He thought for a moment, debating his options and the situation before licking his lips and nodding. “Plan two it is. See you later, Nik.”

“Until next time, Kol.”

“Shit!” Damon yelped as he dodged a plate that flew over his head. The house had been turned upside down and wrecked in a fit of rage. Just as her brother once had, Y/n had flipped the switch.

Although flipping the switch sounds like something you’d do in a state of pain, Y/n did it in, like mentioned, a fit of rage. In result, it was more like she’d snapped than flipped a switch.

Stefan, hiding with his back against a flipped over couch, attempted to make hand motions to Damon; a wordless code. Sadly, Damon was not in the best state of mind to register the meaning of Stefan’s odd finger movements.

“What?” He whisper-yelled as his brows furrowed in confusion. “Okay, okay, can we continue this later? We kinda have a very deadly and very very angry sister trying to kill-” Damon rolled over, dodging a knife that had come out of the other side of the table due to it being thrown so harshly, “...us.”

“Damn it Damon- I was trying to get us to go,” He pointed towards the door, “in that direction!”

“I can hear you, you know!” Plate after plate hit the wall in front of them.

“On three?” Damon nodded. They began counting quietly in unison until they got to three. From there, they made a break for the front door and to Elena’s house, where they picked the doppelganger up and headed for Matt’s house. Luckily, Matt had never brought anyone from the group to his house aside from Elena and Caroline. He answered the door and let the three in quickly, looking around before shutting and locking it.

“No- you idiot- she can’t get in. There’s no point in locking it.” Damon groaned from the couch.

“Be nice.”

He bitterly responded to Elena’s demand with a fake smile and an obviously sarcastic tone. “Yes, milady.”

“So uh...” Of course Matt hadn’t been informed as to why the three were hiding in his home. “What happened?”

“Oh, ya know, the usual.” The sarcasm in Damon’s voice held thick as ever, “Pissed off my sister by telling her we’re going to kill the originals, as in all of them- including her boy-toy.”

“You did what-”

“Oops. Sorry Elena. I might’ve forgotten to add the part about pissing her off...which reminds me of the most important detail...” He smiled toothily with faux remorse.

The two humans blinked at the dark haired vampire, staring blankly as they waited for the detail he’d spoken of. When it became clear that he wasn’t going to tell them, Stefan cleared his throat and redirected their attention to him. “She flipped her switch.”

“Flipped her switch? Nah, screw the switch. It’s more like she ignored the switch and just plain old snapped.” Damon crossed his arms behind his head and kicked his feet up onto Matt’s coffee table.

He acted as if his sister was not going off the walls in anger. Or rather, he acted as if it was just a casual every day thing for the soft-spoken and caring sister of the Salvatore boys to go on a potential murder spree.

Elena rolled her eyes and scoffed before shoving his feet off the surface. She ignored the glare that burned into her skin and slapped Damon. The sound of her skin hitting his made the other two in the room flinch; it was clear that she did not approve of his choices in the slightest.

“You’re fixing your sister. S-”

“What!? That’s not f-”

“Stefan, and I will go stake the originals. Understood?” Damon huffed and ignored Elena. “Understood?” She repeated herself with a harsher tone before Damon sighed and nodded.

“Yeah yeah, understood.”

Finn was dead. And the other four still breathed the air of the living world. The link had been broken, and they’d failed.

Damon had been kidnapped by Rebekah, therefore failing to stall, as well as fix, his little sister. What he didn’t know, was that Rebekah had contacted Y/n as soon as possible, informing her on the details of her brother’s murder and the older Salvatore’s location.

She sent Stefan to pick up Damon with a disguised note, preventing him from knowing that it had been her to hint to him his brother’s location. After saying goodbye wordlessly from the shadows, she smiled to herself and ran as fast as possible to Kol.

The youngest Mikaelson chuckled as the female Salvatore knocked him off his feet and buried her face into the crook of his neck. “I see you’ve recovered from your snap? Nik told me how you flipped your switch.” His arms held her tightly against his own form. They relished in the feeling of one another, the knowledge that both were safe and together again.

“Snapping is over rated.” She smiled wider against his skin, causing a matching smirk to grace his face.

“You were faking?”

“Yep. Anything to be with you again... But, just to be safe, don’t tell my brothers.”

His chest heaved with hearty laughter, “Whatever you want, love.”