#StefanSalvatore

[themysticfallsdaily]

[stefandiaries]

#stefandiaries ⸻ MUTUALS    ONLY.   turned   by:    ( 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓈 )   ♡     25 +, she/her idependent & selective stefano giuseppe salvatore    BOOK    BASED   /   L. J. Smith VAMPIRE DIARIES * highly divergent ♱

*A STUDY IN: (. . .) he walks among the shadows of his own heart. the monster & the hero are intertwined in their essence ⸻ a mosaic of pain & sacrifice. a melancholy poem written on the pages of a life lived in the shadow of what he once chose to be. the brothers like two rivers (of blood) that flow together but never completely meet.

¹CARRD. ²PLAYLIST. ³MEMES.

affiliates: elena.

*TRIGGERS : anxiety,  death,  blood,  murder,  depression,  violence, torture, ambiguous morality, internal conflicts, self-punishment etc;

[noobiestnoober]

Master List

Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore

A Complicated Love Story (Reader x Damon x Elena)

The Cost of a Prank (Damon x Reader)

Plan F: Fabulous or Failure? (Damon X Reader)

Kai Parker

Shadows of Destiny (Kai x Reader) - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Shattered Reflections (Kai x Reader)

Stefan Salvatore

Veil of Deception (StefanXReader)

Other One-Shots

Prison World IKEA - Assembling Chaos (Damon, Bonnie, Kai and Reader)

Blood Ties and Petty Fights (Damon, Stefan and Reader)

Genshin Impact

~𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓢𝓸𝓸𝓷~

[zeroandvoid]

🫶 Stefan Salvatore moodboard 🫶

[roxydog05]

Vampire Diaries Convention FOMO

Seeing all these posts from the recent Creation Entertainment Vampire Fan Weekend Convention in Orlando has made me nostalgic for when I attended the same convention last year. So, I have some memories to share with you all:

I got Paul Wesley's autograph. I was toward the end of the line for his autograph table, so by the time it was my turn, he was pretty much done with everything lol and rushing threw signing everyone's autographs. I don't blame him for it though. This is typical for Paul Wesley. If you are familiar with him, his social battery runs out pretty quickly around strangers (same lol) (and ironic since he's the total opposite of his character in real life). I got to say hi to him though and tell him happy birthday (his birthday was coming up in a week) and how much I love him and his dog Greggy. His girlfriend Natalie Kuckenburg was sitting next to him as well though so it was a little awkward. But I got to tell her how gorgeous she was before I left Paul's autograph table. The experience went by really quickly, but it was cool to see him when he was finished signing autographs, and he walked out of the room with Natalie. He still walks just like Stefan does lol, and for a second I thought I was watching an episode with Stefan walking away from me lol.

I also got Ian's autograph which was the highlight of the night. I was third to last in line, and, unlike Paul, Ian took his time with signing autographs because he loves to yap lol. By the time I got near to the front of the line, the room was basically empty except for a few convention workers, my family, and his bodyguards, so it made meeting him feel really personal (this was probably a once in a lifetime experience). He took his time talking to me and gave me a few fist bumps whenever he was impressed with what I told him, and even a high five after I flexed my knowledge about protecting the environment (something he is extremely passionate about and I love him for). Finally, I knew it was time to give the 2 people behind me their turn with Ian, but before I left his table, I blurted out if I could have a hug (I hadn't seen anyone else ask him for a hug at his autograph table yet so I wasn't sure if those were only reserved for photo opps or not, but, regardless, I shot my shot anyway). After I asked him, he immediately stood up and hugged me over the table without any warning (I will never forget the feel of his facial hair against my cheek lol). After the hug, I was absolutely elated and blurted out that I loved him, and he told me back "I love you too." (so now every time I watch Vampire Diaries, and Damon tells Elena he loves her, I'm all like "He ToLD mE tHaT tOo"). Anyway, meeting Ian Somerhalder was amazing, and I even teared up a little afterward which I was not expecting myself to do. Out of all celebrities, he is one of the sweetest, and I will not accept any hate towards him (it's funny cuz just like Paul, he is the complete opposite of his character). Also, for all those people who say he isn't that attractive anymore, y'all DON'T EVEN KNOW. The internet does not do him justice. Even I was shocked at how handsome he still is.

Finally, to close this post out, here is my Salvatore Brothers photo-opp. I gotta say, this day was one of the best days of my life!

[innermoonpeace12]

Some aesthetic for one of my first fanfictions. Please check it out and please no taking credit for the aesthetics. I hope you enjoy!

[alwayskeepfightinglilwinchesters]

The Vampire Diaries Imagine

Imagine: Being Damon and Stefan's younger sister and having an unexpected family reunion (PART 1) 

"Emily, what is this for?" You ask Katherine's friend who hands you a blue lapis lazuli necklace. 

"For protection." Emily says cryptically, walking around to the back of you while you lift up your hair to accept the beautiful necklace. 

"..from what?" You ask hesitantly. 

"There are many dangers out there, little Salfatore. I fear that your time in the light may be coming to an end sooner than you think." She says. 

"I... I don't understand. Has this something to do with father's plans?" You turn around after she helps you put your hair back downw. 

"So you're aware?" Emily raises an eyebrow. 

"I'm aware of the fact that he believes Katherine to be a vampire, yes." You laugh in disbelief, remembering the quiet conversations he has had with Johnathan Gilbert in his study late at night. "All I know is that she has a mysterious hold on my older brothers. Which may make her a temptress, yes. Vampire? Completely absurd." 

"Guess we shall have to wait and see where the absurdity lies." Emily gives you a small smile which you only return half-heartedly, letting your face fall into a frown the second she walks away. 

"Vampires can't possibly be real, could they?" You think to yourself, looking at your new necklace in the mirror and touching your right hand to it delicately. Wanting it closer to you for its own protection against your father who loathes anything out of the ordinary such as Katherine, Emily, or even your necklace, your decide to tuck it underneath the corset of your dress. As you start to leave your room to try to look for your brothers, you hear a commotion coming from Stefan's room. As you rush over, you hear Damon and Stefan protesting and struggling against a few of the townspeople who are carrying off an unconscious Katherine. 

"Father, no!" Stefan yells, and you see him charge out of his bedroom door along with Damon only to be held back by some men. 

"Father, what are you doing?!" You exclaim, trying to follow after him. He quickly pulls you into his study and you get one last glance over at your brothers who both look horrified at Katherine's kidnapping. "Are you going to kill her??" You ask as he shuts the door. 

"I think you already know the answer to that question." Your father Giuseppe replies. 

"Just because you think she's a vampire?!" You yell, and watch your father's eyes widen. "I've been listening in on your little plans, father! Do you realize how absurd this all sounds?" 

"I've been protecting you from all of this." He takes a step closer to you, and you quickly try to open the door. He roughly grabs your wrist and forces you to spin around to look at him. "I don't want you to follow down the same path as your brothers. Katherine has darkened their hearts, and I am trying to avoid the same thing from happening to you! Don't you understand that?" 

You look down at the ground and scoff. Not once have you ever felt like your father has done anything other than make you feel like you weren't good enough. He forced you to be just as perfect as he always thought your mother was, but the truth is that you hardly even knew her. When you were only 5, your father sent her away to die of consumption in a ward with other sick patients, and that was the last that you ever heard of her from your father. From Damon's attitude about her, you've been given to understand that she was not perfect by any means, but not in your father's eyes. 

Feeling anger and resentment about this matter, you know what you must say if you wish to be let go to try and join your brothers in the scheme you know they must be concocting to try to set Katherine free. Without looking at him, you say "All I understand, Father... is that you're preventing Stefan and Damon from being with their Lillian. Temptress or not, they're in love with her. No one can ever be Mother, and most certainly not me. Yes, their love has made them reckless... even idiotic at times, but if you ever truly loved Mother... you'd at least try to at least understand that." Your father may not have given you much love growing up, but he did ensure you had the best education and books money could buy. You're very well-spoken for a 12-year-old, and you hope that some of your educated words have worked their way into your father's stone cold heart. 

It's only when you feel his strong grip on your wrist relax that you decide to look up, but any glimmer of hope you had that your speech worked is lost when you see that instead of regret, anger appears to be set on his face. 

"You're not to leave this room until I get back." He says, walking swiftly towards the door. This time, it's your turn to grab his wrist to stop him from leaving but he quickly dodges your lunge at him and strikes your face with the back of his hand. With a gasp, you stumble backwards, clutching at your cheek where his ring cut deep into it. "I will not lose you too because of this." He says, and slams the door hard behind him without another word. 

"Father!" You exclaim, running to the door and trying to open it with your free hand as blood seeps through the fingers of the one covering your cheek. To no surprise, you find that the door has been locked in some way to keep you from leaving. All you can do in the meantime, is sit and wait to find out the fate of your brothers and the woman- or as your father wants to believe- vampire that means the world to them right now. 

As much as you think your father is crazy for thinking that Katherine is a vampire, you would be lying to yourself if you said that you didn't think she made a significant impact in your brothers' lives very quickly. you would also be lying to yourself if you said you wouldn't do the same thing if you were in her position. To have no just one, but two young and attractive men vying for your hand would be deisirable. Yet, why have they fallen in love with her so quickly? She is beautiful, which you cannot deny. However, so are many other women of her age that have you have grown up with. 

With a heavy sigh, you walk over to your father's desk and begin to rummage for anything that can help stop your cheek from bleeding so heavily. After some investigating, you come across a large drawer that's locked with you're able to unlock easier with the use of one of the many pins in your hair and find a large handkerchief with the initials L.S on the corner. 

"Sorry, Mother." You say, picking it up and dabbing at the wound gingerly. Right before you close the drawer, you notice a large binder full of your father's nears illegible scrawls on several pieces of paper and let your curiousity get the better of you. "Maybe I'll get to the bottom of his madness." You mutter, knowing if you're powerless physically to be able to escape, you might be able to continue to use the power of your brain to help your brothers by finding your father's weak spot. 

So... you read. 

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After about 45 minutes of reading the radical views of your father, you're just about to close the book when you hear the lock turn and quickly shove the papers back into the drawer and stuff your mother's handkerchief in your dress, where it rests next to the necklack Emily gave you earlier. With the same stone cold look on his face as when he left, he barely acknowledges you and turns his attention to putting away his rifle back in the case. 

"Father, do you have your rifle?!" You ask in alarm. He says nothing, and you take a step closer, knowing this time not to touch him mostly due to fear that he'll hit you again. 

"That's none of your concern, Y/N." He answers, hands slightly trembling just like his voice. 

"Where's Stefan and Damon?" You ask. Again, he says nothing. Deciding to press your luck a little, you walk around so he has to look at you. To your surprise, you see some small tears welling up in his eyes. When he catches you noticing however, they quickly disappear. He turns away from you, and you ask again. "Father, where are my brothers?" 

"...they're gone." He says, in an almost inaudible whisper. 

"Gone...? Gone where?" You ask slowly. He doesn't answer, but watch as he gives a quick glance over his shoulder. "No..." You gasp, letting your own tears start to blind your vision. "What did you do?!" Letting all of the emotions from the way he's mistreated you come out in this moment, you lunge at him, deciding to try to strike him the way he did you early. Instead, you trip on your dress and fall into his chest. "Father, what did you do?!!" You shriek, feeling one arm wrap around your back. Burying your face into his chest, you let out a few muffled screams and a sob. He's taken away the only people left in your life that you ever felt loved you. As much as Katherine took them away from you, you know you'd always have a special place in their hearts that she could never replace. Not wanting to cry any longer, you let the feeling of rage wash over you again, and raised a hand to strike him in the chest. 

Once again, he sees this coming and stops your arm mid-blow. "I did what had to be done!" He yells. "I'd already lost them. They were no sons of mine... not anymore." 

"And you..." Your voice trembles, and you feel the blood from your cheek start to trickle into your mouth. "Are no father of mine!" In a split second decision, you spit a mixture of saliva and blood into his face and use your free hand to claw at his own cheek as deeply as possible. 

"AGH!" He yells. In another split second, his rage taking over his actions, he grabs you by your pinned up hair and slams your head against his desk and you feel as well as hear a sickening crack. Everything becomes a blur and you feel your body go limp. 

Struggling to remain conscious, you swear for a second you hear Stefan call out your name. Before you can decide if it was just a figment of your imagination, everything goes black. And then, a faint voice that sounds very far away catches your attention. "Y/N...!" 

"...St...Stefan...?" You croak out. Feeling very weak, you manage to fight off the darkness enough to open your eyes slowly, only to see his face covered in blood and red veins both in as well as around his eyes. "...your... your face..." You gasp, feeling your eyelids start to droop again. 

"No, no, no...!" Stefan cries out, shaking you a little as he holds his hand to your head. Opening your eyes again, you see his anguished face as he thinks about how he can save you. Your head feels wet where he's touching it, which you both seem to realize at the same time. "Oh my god." He mutters, and you watch him growl and clench his teeth as his head starts to shake from restraint. 

"Stefan.... what's... happening to you...?" You gasp out weakly. He doesn't say anything, just looks at his hand that's wet with your blood that's trembling as violently as the rest of his body. 

"Y/N..." He chokes out. "I'm so sorry...!" Slowly, he sets your head onto the ground. 

"...Stefan...?" You say, finding it harder to keep your eyes open now. 

"I-" He stands up slowly, and backs away his body still trembling with both sobs and restraint against whatever is making his face look how it does. "I'm sorry, Y/N!" With that, you watch as he runs out of your father's office which is the last thing you see before your eyes close and your breathing stops. 

And then... your eyes open. 

To be continued... 

[jodiecomer09]

Summary: In the Mikaelson mansion, Hayley and Y/N argued about Elijah's unexplained absence. Hayley expressed frustration at his tendency to disappear during tough times, while Y/N defended him, acknowledging his complicated past.

Hayley crossed her arms, her expression filled with frustration. "I can't believe you're defending him, Y/N. He disappeared without a word, leaving us to deal with everything on our own!" Y/N took a deep breath, trying to keep their emotions in check. "I understand that you're upset, Hayley, but you know how complicated Elijah's past is. He might have his reasons for leaving."

Hayley's eyes flashed with anger. "Reasons? He's been doing this for centuries! Always running away when things get tough. I thought he'd changed, but it's the same old story." Y/N sighed, trying to find the right words. "I know he has a complicated past, but he's also been there for us in the past. Remember when he helped save Hope from the Hollow?" Hayley clenched her jaw, trying to control her emotions. "Yes, I remember. But that doesn't excuse his behavior now. We need him, and he's nowhere to be found!"

Y/N took a step closer, reaching out to touch Hayley's arm gently. "I'm not saying it's okay, but we can't just give up on him. Maybe he needs time to sort things out." Hayley shook her head, pulling away from Y/N's touch. "I don't have time for his excuses. Hope needs a father figure, and I need a partner who's there for me." Y/N's heart ached for Hayley, understanding the pain she was going through. "I know you're hurting, and I wish I could make it better. But let's not forget the good times we've had with him. Elijah has his flaws, but he's also shown us kindness and loyalty."

Hayley's eyes softened slightly, but her resolve remained firm. "I just can't keep waiting for him to come back. It's not fair to me or Hope." Y/N nodded, acknowledging her feelings. "I understand, Hayley. Whatever decision you make, I'll support you. But remember, we can't control Elijah's actions. All we can do is focus on taking care of each other and Hope."

Hayley looked into Y/N's eyes, her anger starting to dissipate. "You're right. I just wish it didn't hurt so much." Y/N pulled Hayley into a comforting embrace, holding her close. "I know, and I'm here for you, no matter what happens."

As they stood there, holding each other, Y/N and Hayley knew that their love could weather any storm, even if it meant facing the uncertainty of Elijah's absence. They found strength in each other, a beacon of hope in the midst of the supernatural world's turmoil. And together, they vowed to face whatever challenges lay ahead, supporting each other through thick and thin.

[devy-devine-22]

First Choice - Secrets And Shadows In New Orleans (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1464792726-first-choice-secrets-and-shadows-in-new-orleans?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=AysleenJ Damon Salvatore, always the second choice in matters of the heart, finds his world upended when he meets Avery on her twenty-first birthday at the Mystic Grill. Their brief, meaningful conversation sparks a connection that challenges the shadows of his past. As Damon contemplates letting Avery into his perilous life, he faces a choice that could shift his destiny. For the first time, he has the chance to be someone's first choice. Will Avery's genuine affection be the key to unlocking a love he never thought possible?

[themysticfallsdaily]

[noobiestnoober]

Blood Ties and Petty Fights

The story portrays a familial squabble among the Salvatore siblings—Damon, Stefan, and Y/N Salvatore. The conflict begins with Y/N making a light-hearted joke about Stefan's private poetry, leading to a tense exchange. I hope you enjoy the story <3

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The old Salvatore Boarding House stood tall and imposing, its grand architecture casting long shadows in the moonlight. Inside, the atmosphere was anything but serene. Y/N Salvatore, the youngest of the vampire siblings, found herself caught in yet another ridiculous squabble with her brothers, Damon and Stefan.

It all started in the parlor, where the siblings were gathered after a long day. Damon lounged on the couch, flipping through a vintage magazine, while Stefan was meticulously organizing a stack of old family documents. The scent of aged wood and a faint trace of musty paper filled the room, mixed with the smoky aroma from the crackling fire. Y/N, feeling a bit mischievous, decided to lighten the mood with a joke.

"Hey, Stefan," she called out, trying to stifle a grin, "Remember that time you tried to impress Elena with your poetry, and she thought you were quoting Shakespeare?"

Stefan looked up, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, "Yeah, I remember. What about it?"

"Well…" Y/N continued, "I found this old poem you wrote. Thought I might read it at the next Mystic Falls gathering. You know, give everyone a good laugh."

Damon snickered, clearly entertained by the idea. But Stefan's expression darkened instantly. He stood up, his posture rigid.

"Y/N, that's not funny," he said sharply, "Those poems are private. They mean a lot to me."

Y/N's smile faded, realizing she had hit a nerve, "I was just joking, Stefan. I didn't mean anything by it."

Stefan clenched his fists, his eyes filled with a mixture of hurt and anger, "You knew how much this meant to me, Y/N. It's not just a joke."

Damon, sensing the tension escalating, decided to intervene, "Oh, come on, Stefan. It's just a poem. Lighten up a bit."

Y/N stood there, tears glistening in her eyes as she faced her brothers, "I would never do that to you," she said, her voice quivering.

Stefan ran a hand through his tousled hair, "You knew how much this meant to me, Y/N. It's not just a joke."

"It's always about you, isn't it, Stefan?" Damon interjected, pushing himself off the couch, "Y/N makes one little joke, and suddenly it's the end of the world."

"Stay out of this, Damon," Stefan snapped, "This isn't your fight."

"Oh, but it is," Damon retorted, stepping closer to Stefan, "We're family, remember? We fight, we make up, and we move on. You're just being melodramatic."

Y/N wiped her tears away, feeling a mix of frustration and guilt, "I didn't mean to hurt you, Stefan. I thought you would laugh."

Stefan finally turned around, his eyes softening as he looked at his sister, "I know you didn't mean it, Y/N. But sometimes... it just feels like you don't take anything seriously."

Damon groaned loudly, "Great, here we go with the Stefan pity party."

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves, "I do take things seriously, Stefan. But sometimes, we need to laugh, especially with everything we've been through."

Stefan's shoulders slumped slightly, "I suppose you're right. It's just... it's hard sometimes."

Damon clapped his hands together, "Finally, some progress. Can we all agree that this is a ridiculous argument and move on?"

Y/N nodded, stepping forward to hug Stefan, "I'm sorry, Stefan. I promise I'll be more careful with my jokes."

Stefan hugged her back, a small smile breaking through his somber expression, "And I'll try not to overreact. We're family, after all."

Damon joined the hug, wrapping an arm around both of them, "Group hug! Look at us, being all emotional and stuff."

Y/N laughed, feeling the tension lift, "You always know how to ruin a moment, Damon."

"That's what I'm here for," Damon replied with a wink.

As the three siblings stood there, embracing and laughing, the house seemed a little less imposing, and the night a little less dark.

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Later that evening, as the siblings sat together in the parlor, sipping on glasses of blood-laced wine, they reflected on the day's events.

"You know…" Y/N said thoughtfully, "We've been through so much together. Sometimes I forget how important the little things can be.”

Stefan nodded, "It's easy to forget, especially with everything we've seen and done. But we have to remember to appreciate each other, even when we disagree."

Damon raised his glass in a mock toast, "To family. The good, the bad, and the ridiculously dramatic."

They clinked their glasses together, laughter filling the room. And as the night wore on, the Salvatore siblings found comfort in each other's company, knowing that no matter what, they would always have each other.

[hauntedfacewizard]

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 (ᴅᴀᴍᴏɴ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ x ᴏᴄ) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/371341586-%F0%9D%90%8F%F0%9D%90%AB%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%AD%F0%9D%90%9E%F0%9D%90%9C%F0%9D%90%AD-%F0%9D%90%B0%F0%9D%90%A1%F0%9D%90%9A%F0%9D%90%AD-%F0%9D%90%B2%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%AE-%F0%9D%90%8B%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%AF%F0%9D%90%9E-%E1%B4%85%E1%B4%80%E1%B4%8D%E1%B4%8F%C9%B4-%EA%9C%B1%E1%B4%80%CA%9F%E1%B4%A0%E1%B4%80%E1%B4%9B%E1%B4%8F%CA%80%E1%B4%87-x-%E1%B4%8F%E1%B4%84?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ravemasterharu ¿Le temes a un nuevo amor o le temes a un viejo dolor? "Una humana normal". Jamás pensó que tendría que definirse así, pero Jill Riley lo era. Con una infancia más o menos normal, Jill vivía en Mystic Falls sin conocer el mundo en el que vivía. Hasta la llegada de un chico nuevo al instituto, y con él su arrogante y misterioso hermano Damon Salvatore.

[franki3w]

#ValentineSpiration #75 Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

[innermoonpeace12]

Another Legacy | WTS (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/376126012-another-legacy-wts?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=mary_puppins12 When the people of the TVD and TO universe react to their legacies. But unknown and new legacies shock the people as some are surprised to even exist. Takes place after Hope Mikaelson had been born so around season 4 or 5 of the vampire diaries and beginning of season 2 of the originals .

[sadiqssolitude]

#PaulWesley #Stefan #TheVampireDiaries #StefanSalvatore #JamesTKirk #StarTrekStrangeNewWorlds #director #producer #actor #portrait #pencildrawing

Full vid: https://youtu.be/Vn2zN1JDBVc Shorts: https://youtu.be/PfpiGjEYwmI

[jodiecomer09]

You had always been fascinated by the Mikaelsons, the original vampires who ruled New Orleans with an iron fist. You were a witch, but you didn’t belong to any of the covens that served them. You preferred to keep your distance and practice your magic in secret.

But fate had other plans for you. One night, you stumbled upon a ritual that was meant to resurrect the fallen Mikaelson siblings, who had been daggered by their vengeful brother Klaus. You felt a surge of power as you witnessed the spell, and before you knew it, you were caught in the middle of a family reunion.

You locked eyes with Elijah, the noble and honorable eldest brother. He looked at you with curiosity and admiration, as if he sensed something special about you. He approached you slowly, his gaze never leaving yours.

“Who are you?” he asked in a deep and smooth voice.

You felt your heart skip a beat as you answered him.

“I’m y/n. And you are?”

He smiled slightly, his dimples showing.

“I’m Elijah. Elijah Mikaelson. And I’m very pleased to meet you.” He offered you his hand, and you took it without hesitation. He led you out of the cemetery, where the ritual had taken place, and into his car. He drove you to the Mikaelson mansion, where he invited you to stay for the night.

You agreed, feeling a strange attraction to him. You wondered what he wanted from you, and what he would do to you. You followed him to his room, where he closed the door behind him. He turned to face you, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Y/n, I have to ask you something. How did you find yourself in the middle of our resurrection? Do you have anything to do with it?" You shook your head, feeling nervous.

"No, I swear. I was just passing by, and I saw the witches performing the spell. I didn't know what they were doing, or who they were bringing back. I was just curious."

He nodded, seeming to believe you. "I see. Well, then, I owe you my gratitude. You witnessed one of the most important moments of my life. The reunion of my family." He moved closer to you, his hand reaching for your cheek.

"You also witnessed something else. Something that I haven't felt in a long time. A connection. With you."