#delena fanfiction

[shesmellsspoiled]

prom night and the days that follow

he was leaving.

me, this town, us. the thoughts of all the time we’ve spent together fills me with the feeling of sadness. but he has to do this. i know it’s for a good cause because without this bonnie could be exposed for her magic and the rest of the town goes down with her. i know we can’t let that happen but i can’t bare the thought of losing him as he goes to battle with those sirens. those evil souls that rid me of my one true love, but i haven’t told him that just yet.

we’ve been friends for a while and realizing i liked him wasn’t easy. but coming to the realization that i loved him was even more difficult. i’ve never loved anyone before. yeah, i dated matt but he was mostly a teenage fling and for stefan was nice and all but i had to break it off once i started liking his brother. i have the respect to at least do that.

prom is coming up in my high school and it’s important i go because to be completely overly honest i haven’t participated in many of the senior activities at mystic falls high school. but the only person i want to go with is damon and i just need the balls to confess and finally spend time with him before he leaves and risks his life so selflessly.

i sigh and get the random urge of confidence that i need: now the only thing left to do, confess.

i know he’s in his room right now packing his things for his trip. or less of a trip and more of a drive down to hell. mostly my hell. he doesn’t seem very scared, mostly confident which confuses me but it’s damon and he’s most likely hiding how he feels. i know him too well for someone that isn’t even dating him. that and the fact that i dated his brother.

i walk up to the wooden, dark tanned door and prepare myself to knock. but before i could do so the door swings open and surprises me so much i jump. damon laughs and invites me in.

“you know, it’s not very smart to try and sneak up on a vampire. you know they have super hearing abilities”

“okay smart guy.” i take a breath and he notices the look on my face. probably the adrenaline rush of what i’m about to say.

“is everything okay? you seem a bit nervous” he says looking me up and down and making sure i don’t make any sudden movements like faint or

throw up on him. he’s funny like that. i like that he notices things about me before i even notice them myself. maybe it’s because he’s a vampire and have come accustomed to reading people’s emotions or the common human traits, but nevertheless stephen wasn’t like this. and i felt comfortable around damon, i feel like i can tell him anything.

another breath and i sit down on the bed as casually as possible. “i want you to take me to my prom”

“are you asking or demanding?” he jokes and i laugh but i’m embarrassed at the way i said that and almost back out and say it was a joke.

before i can respond, he says, “i would love to take you to prom, but i must ask, why do you want to go with me? i mean stefan would’ve probably been a better candidate, don’t you think?”

i want to confess now but the words seem to almost refuse to leave my mouth. “well.. since you’re leaving for a while, i just thought it would be nice to spend time together, you know? just a friendly little hang out and you can act like a teenager for a day.” before he can respond i add, “and we don’t have to dance or any of that stuff. we could just sit and talk and enjoy the music and punch”

“okay, elena. i will go to prom with you” he says calmly in almost a reassuring way that he actually would enjoy going with me, which almost makes me blush but i can’t do so without blowing my cover.

“thank you. i anticipate we will have a great time”

i turn to leave his room before he says “what’s the theme”

“winter wonderland”. and as corny as it sounds i know caroline put a lot of time and energy into planning it. so either way i know it’s going to be beautiful and turn out amazing, like always.

i finally can breathe normally again once i get outside to the fresh, cool air. i’ve never been so excited and nervous at the same time.

the day finally rolls around and i’m getting ready for the evening of a lifetime. i put on a white gown with blue bows in my hair and draw little snowflakes on my cheeks with eyeliner. i love getting dressed up but i’m most comfortable in my usually jeans and a cami top.

i walk over to the salvatore home and knock three times, per usual. i hear the footsteps as they step toward the door. the creaking of the door following quickly after.

“come on in”

“don’t mind if i do” i respond and walk inside, carefully, as to not to fall with these heels.

“you look beautiful. here, i got you this white corsage to go with your dress. sorry if it’s not what you were expecting”. he looks down at it as if i would hate it.

“i love it, damon. you’re so sweet”. this compliment repeats over and over in my head and i let myself blush this time around.

i think he notices since he grabs my hand and puts the corsage on, so carefully.

he opens the car door for me and i get in. he shuts it and walks over to the driver’s seat as my cheeks get rosier and i internally scream out of excitement.

we buckle in for the short ride to the high school. i can’t believe i’m graduating already, seems too good to be true.

we make it to the prom and just as i thought, the place was so wonderfully decorated. i know caroline and she’s always been amazing at these sort of things. always pays the closest attention to detail.

the palms of my hand get sweaty and i’m nervous he will notice as he grabs my hand and interlocks our fingers.

i giggle as i say “thank you for coming with me”

the parking lot of the school is empty as we came a bit earlier to help set up, although caroline barely needed any. i need to tell him.

“i have to tell you something. it’s embarrassing and stupid but i feel like i need to.”

damon makes eye contact with me and then looks at our hands. “i know. and i feel the same way”

i blush and hug him. so tight that he acts like he’s being suffocated and i roll my eyes as i let go.

“you’re so dramatic”. i continue, “so what does this mean exactly?”

damon takes a step forward, separating the space that was once there. the grand my face so gently and pulls me in my lips to his. i feel his soft touch against me and let out a giggle once we depart.

i giggle but can’t muster any words for a while after.

“i do like you, elena. but i mustn’t forget that i’m leaving and can’t be distracted from the things i must be the upmost focused on.

i feel my face turn into a frown and sadness sets in before i completely shut down and can’t seem to say anything more.

“i know. but it’s the sad truth. i must wait to know if i will survive this and be able to come back to this small town. i want to live the rest of your life with you and devote myself to this eternal happiness but you must understand my motive here.

“i do.” i let out a cry and he holds me in a hug for a while. he lets go and i see tears form in his eyes.

“but that doesn’t mean we can’t spend the night together. we’ll have the best time and we’ll dance and drink punch. we’ll talk and we can put this on hold. but don’t wait for me. if you fall in love with another while i’m gone i will understand.”

“love?”

“yes, love”.

“do you love.. me?”

“yes, my love. of course i do. you’re the only girl i’ve ever loved and will ever love. i’ll live an eternity of you in my thoughts and my heart.”

“i love you”

“i love you too. forever and always”

[bumblebeebubbles]

New Life - Chapter 2.

Summary: Elena is paralyzed from the waist down, having difficulties adjusting to her new life even after a year following her accident. Luckily Damon is there to support her and pick up the pieces.

Warning: contains graphic descriptions of bodily functions/fluids and (probably) inaccurate medical procedures!

Rating: M

Pairing: Damon/Elena

Read on: FF.net or AO3

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Chapter 2

Elena awakens the next morning with a damp and uncomfortable sensation between her legs. She quickly discovers she's wearing a diaper and that her bladder must have emptied throughout the night. She adjusts a little, attempting to find a more comfortable posture and push the tiredness from her mind. Suddenly, one of her legs spasms, accidentally landing on Damon's knee. He stirs and pulls her closer, but he doesn't appear to be awake. Elna understands it's time to get out of bed and clean herself off in the bathroom, as well as take her medications, particularly those for her spasms if she doesn't want things to become worse.

She raises her head and looks around for her wheelchair, only to find it's at the other end of the room.

She has no method of getting to it, let alone the bathroom.

She despises waking Damon up with her troubles, despite the fact that he has repeatedly said that he does not mind. So she moves closer to him, puts a kiss on his cheek, and his eyes open as though he senses her distress.

"Hey, good morning," he greets sleepily, returning the kiss to her forehead. "Let's get you in your wheelchair and into the bathroom for your morning routine," he says quietly, and she nods relievedly.

Damon assists her in the restroom by removing her dirty diaper, which includes not just urine but also a little mucus, most likely the consequence of her unsuccessful bowel program effort last night. He uses at least 5 wipes to clean her, then wraps her waist in a fresh Abena m4. After he assist her in her wheelchair, she rolls herself to the drawer and selects her day's clothes, while Damon hastily dresses and takes his phone.

After brushing her teeth and rolling back into their bathroom, she notices him contacting someone on the phone as she finishes putting on her clothing.

"This is Damon Salvatore. I'd like to schedule an appointment for Elena Gilbert with Dr. Smith. Do you suppose he will be able to see us today?"

Elena immediately buries her face in her palms as she hears the name.

"That would be ideal, thank you," Damon replies as he hangs up the phone.

"I gather I have an appointment with Dr. Elijah. What time are we leaving?" Her voice is dejected, but she knows she has no other choice. This must be done if she is not to deteriorate.

"This afternoon, 5 p.m., if that's okay with you," his blue eyes are regretful, she knows he doesn't want to make a decision without her approval.

She sighs. "I suppose there's no use in postponing the inevitable."

"Hey," he says, kneeling beside her chair and holding her hand in his. "It'll be over in no time. On the plus side, you'll feel a lot better afterward. Perhaps Dr. Elijah will merely prescribe you a stronger laxative or another medication." He attempts to comfort her by giving her her signature lopsided smile.

She is hoping he is correct.

"All right," she says, nodding.

"All right," he says as he lifts her hand and kisses her palm. "Let's grab some breakfast, and then we can watch that terrible movie you enjoy so much for some reason," he teases her, and she knows he's only trying to make her feel better.

"The Divide isn't bad," she pouts, but her lips quickly twist into a smile.

"Of course not, darling."

Elena's thoughts are entirely blacked out by what was waiting for her in the doctor's office later that day, so watching the movie was a smart choice. Fortunately, she only had to change her diaper once while they were watching, and it was simply urine this time. Her bloating had returned, and she was gassy, forcing her to blush every now and then as some loud farts escaped her butthole during the movie.

Damon, on the other hand, doesn't seem to mind; he just held her waist as they curled up on the couch, assuring her it was better to be out than in.

When the movie concluded, it was time for her to get dressed and leave for her appointment. Elena chose to stay in her sweatpants because she didn't want anyone to know she was wearing a diaper, and if she opted for jeans, it would have been surely visible.

Damon helps her in the van that had been modified to accommodate her and her wheelchair. He buckles her in and they are on their way.

When they arrive at the clinic, a nurse promptly hurries them into Dr. Elijah's office. Elena remains in her wheelchair as Damon stands beside her, waiting for the doctor.

Dr. Elijah then enters a few moments later, wearing his distinctive white coat and a face mask that hangs from his ears. Elena's spine shivers instinctively, and not in a pleasant way.

"It's great to see you again, Ms. Gilbert. And you, Mr. Salvatore, as well." Elena wishes she could reciprocate the praise as he welcomed them. "How do you feel today? It's not the time for your usual check-up. What appears to be the issue?"

Elena's face flushes, but Damon squeezes her palm gently and begins speaking before she can open her mouth.

"Elena's bowel programs generally go off without a hitch, but she's been experiencing problems recently. She hasn't been able to pass stool for six days; something is causing her constipation."

Elena stares down, her hands suddenly becoming quite interesting.

Elijah gives a nod. "Impaction is quite common among SCI sufferers; don't be ashamed, Elena. Despite my reservations about the problem's long-term viability," Elijah looks at her before looking up at Damon. "I assume you're the one assisting her with her care?" Damon gives a nod. " Could you tell me how you control her urine and bowel movements?"

"Yes, I assist her. Her bowel schedule is usually every morning, and she requires one or two suppositories to start her going. I also use digital stimulation to assist her sphincter to relax and empty her rectum. Her bladder must be catheterized twice or three times a day. However, due to her constipation, she has been wearing diapers both day and night to avoid accidents."

Elijah nods, thinking. He then casts a glimpse toward Elena. "Remember what I said about wearing diapers previously, Elena. I understand your concern about accidents, but they can cause more harm than good." Elena nods as she hears his admonishing voice.

"We always put baby powder on her to avoid rashes," Damon informs the doctor.

Elijah nods, then his voice becomes solemn. "Right. Elena, I need to examine you and figure out what the problem is and how to remedy it." He claps his hands together as a young woman walks into the doctor's office. "Just in time, April. I need you to assist Elena in putting on a gown and getting her on the exam table. In the meantime, I'll go get some supplies."

After Damon and April hoist her onto the exam table, Elijah returns to them. Various objects are placed on the counter beside the bed by the doctor. "First and foremost, April, help Elena lie on her left side." Elijah snaps on medical gloves, the sound sending shivers down her spine just as the assistant is finishing adjusting her position. "One week of impaction is cause for worrying. When was your most recent effort at a bowel program?" He asks, as he stands behind her and undoes the back of her gown, displaying her adult diaper.

"I umm...this morning," she begins, and the doctor says nothing.

"And what was the outcome?" Dr. Smith inquires as he undoes the tapes on her diaper, prompting her to flush. Even more so when Dr. Smith tells her that her bladder has let loose in the interim.

"Just some mucus, like the previous days," Damon says in her place.

Elijah acknowledges the words and clears his throat. "What I'm going to do first is check for stool in your rectum and loosen your sphincter for the following portion of the inspection," he says, and she shuts her eyes, preparing for the unpleasant sensation.

Elijah removes the wet diaper from between her legs and she feels his hand parting her asscheeks. Damon interrupts the doctor just as she feels his finger touch her anus. Elena's eyes snap open.

"What are you doing? You haven't used any lubrication on your finger, "Elena's eyes widen, and she breaks out in cold perspiration. Was it the doctor's intention to penetrate her without lubrication?

"Don't worry, Damon, she won't feel anything," Elijah says.

"She will, she's grade B on the ASIA scale, she has a sensation down there," Elena glances up at Damon gratefully and he gently squeezes her palm.

"If that's the case...April, please pass me Elena Gilbert's chart," he tells the assistant.

Elena hears paper crinkling behind her and Elijah hums.

"Damon, you look to be correct. Please put lidocaine jelly on my fingertips, April."

Elena hears the squishing sound of the lubricant being added to the gloved hand, and her only warning is Elijah's "Here we go" as his fingers enter her anus with a determined move. Dr. Smith begins the torturous process of the digital stimulation and she lets out a groan. His movement is less gentle than Damon's, prompting her to groan in discomfort several times throughout the procedure. His fingers circle her anus for many minutes which seems interminable to her, then after a while, she feels dampness exit her rectum. She breathes with relief as Elijah takes his fingers out, but she also knows that no stool has come out.

Elijah verifies this reality. "Only mucus this time as well, but your sphincter is quite tight. You also have some hemorrhoids both inside and outside."

Elena was already aware of this; she never appears to be able to get rid of them since she needs to have digital stimulation for her bowel programs, which is typically the cause of them. It's a never-ending circle.

"She occasionally complains of sphincter spasms. Is that typical? Could that be the source of the tightness?" Damon asks, his tone somewhat apprehensive.

"That is correct, Damon. Elena, I will prescribe a stronger anti-spam medicine as well as hemorrhoid cream for you." Elijah adds, and April begins to type on the computer. "Unfortunately, those are not answers to the real issue at hand. I was expecting that a lengthier digital stimulation technique might allow you to pass some stool. Elena, I'm afraid I'll have to do an enema."

Elena lowers her eyes in defeat as the doctor repeats the dreaded words. Damon squeezes her hand and kisses her hair. "It'll be done before you know it," he says quietly, and she shakes her head.

"April, please fetch me the enema kit from the cabinet," Elijah says, wiping her anus with wet wipes to remove the residue of mucus.

Elena's muscles stiffen as she hears the doctor prepare her enema.

"I'm going to insert the liquid through a catheter tube, Elena, and then, with Damon's aid, we're going to place you on the commode over here to facilitate the passage of stool and enema liquid," Elijah explains the procedure, which she is already familiar with.

The coolness of the lubricant on her anus is followed by the catheter tube sliding within her rectum with a swift move, causing her to let out a small grunt. Elijah then allows the liquid to enter her, and all she can do is gaze at the tiled floor, inwardly dreading at the prospect of what is happening to her. She starts to feel a tightness in her gut, similar to when she's bloated, and she's not sure how much of this she can take. It feels like an eternity while the liquid is poured into her, and she is terrified of what will happen if they don't get her on the toilet in time. The tube is rapidly removed from her anus, and she barely has time to groan in discomfort as she is quickly placed on the commode in front of the exam table.

Just as she is placed there, she can't hold it any longer. The sound of feces dropping into the container and raucous farts brings redness to her cheeks.

"Uh..." she groans as a bigger stool squeezes through her anus.

Damon is by her side now, gently massaging her shoulder as her bowels empty. He doesn't seem to mind the smell or sound of defecation, but she is still mortified.

When it seems to be over, Elijah helps her bend forward a little to wipe her thoroughly clean and she thinks it's finally over.

Unfortunately, Elijah destroys her delusion.

"Damon, please assist Elena in getting back on the exam table," the doctor says as he approaches one of the cupboards.

Elijah returns and hands something to April just as Damon finishes situating her on the table.

"Elena, I'm afraid your problem will not be that easily fixed. Even though your bowels appear to be empty now, you may experience constipation again the next day. We don't know what's causing it; it might be a lack of activity or something wrong with your diet, but until we know for sure, prevention is the best choice." Elena swallows, unable to predict what the doctor would say or do next.

Elijah urges Damon to assist her this time on her stomach and instructs April to spread her legs frog-like by her sides. Elena is mortified at being this exposed, and then the doctor begins talking again.

"I'm going to have you wear a bowel catheter for the next two weeks to help you pass stool even if you become constipated again. It's an uncomfortable solution, but it's effective; you need to wear the catheter both day and night." Elena becomes pale as Elijah speaks.

Please, God, don't force her to wear a catheter up there.

"Isn't there another alternative, Dr. Smith?" Her voice is weak.

"Elena, I'm afraid not. I'm also going to recommend an indwelling bladder catheter for this time period. It will be simpler to manage the two simultaneously," Elena's eyes widen as Elijah explains.

"Do you engage in sexual activity?" Elena flushes as he inquires.

"Not in the previous week, but typically," Damon responds for her.

Elijah is humming. "Elena requires the two catheters inserted all day, therefore I'm afraid that won't be doable for the next two weeks. I only recommend taking them out while showering or bathing."

Elena hears Elijah preparing something, most likely the catheters, and she wants to run away and never come back. Why is this happening to her?

"First, I'm going to insert the rectal catheter, and I'd want to ask you, Damon, to kindly study the method since you'll be doing it for her." Damon squeezes her hand and approaches Elijah. Elena blushes and wishes the ground will swallow her whole.

She hears the lubricant squirting and feels the tip of the tube on her hole.

"This catheter is significantly larger than normal since it must transfer the amount of feces that have accumulated in your bowels. It will be uncomfortable, but I believe you will become accustomed to it in time." Elena is skeptical of his comments and hopes he could go through all of this before speaking.

"All right, here we go," the doctor adds, inserting the catheter into her rectum. Elena quickly realizes that the catheter is not only bigger but also longer, as she feels her back tense as the doctor continues to push the tube into her rectum. He finally stops pushing the tube which causes her major discomfort due to her hemorrhoids, causing her to grunt. To say she's uncomfortable is an understatement; she can't really move since every movement causes her agony because the catheter is so deep up within her.

Elijah manipulates the catheter in such a way that she groans again. She knows he's speaking to Damon when he says, "I attached a collecting bag at the end. It is imperative that the catheter is at the end of her rectum, you will know how far you have to insert it, as it is marked on the tube," Elijah explains.

"Can't it come out a little?" Damon inquires, and Elena loves him for it.

"Unfortunately, the catheter must come into contact with her intestines."

Elena wants to shout and weep because she can't handle this for another two weeks.

"Now, Damon, please assist her in moving onto her back so I may insert her indwelling bladder catheter."

She attempts to object when they transfer her, because the movement to her back is causing her pain where her rectal catheter is. "Uh...Ah" she grunts.

Elijah works quickly on the indwelling catheter as he puts the tube into her urethra, which is another unpleasant feeling she won't be able to shake for the next two weeks.

Elena rests there with two catheters in her, unable to move for fear of aggravating the agony she already feels, as Elijah finishes and removes the medical gloves.

"Elena, because you have a rectal catheter, you will be unable to utilize your ordinary chair. You will use a different one for the following two weeks, with a commode-like hole where the seat is. On the bright side, because the chair is electric, you don't have to use your arms to wheel it."

Elena is at a loss for words as she notices someone rolling a wheelchair into the room. Elena grunts as Damon pulls on her bra and top, raising her body slightly. Damon's remorseful stare catches her attention, and she rests her palm on his face.

"Damon, please assist me in getting Elena into her new chair," Elijah asks as the two men struggle to raise her.

She groans when they lift her, her catheters dangling in the air before they seat her half-nude in her new chair. Damon and Elijah arrange her legs in their appropriate positions in the leg holder. Elijah adjusts her legs so they're more spread and somewhat elevated, and he reclines the backrest of the chair slightly, which feels a little better with her head lying on the headrest. Elena swallows as she sits in the bulky and big wheelchair, which she knows is usually used by quadriplegic people. She suffers down there, she can't move for fear of aggravating the pain, and she actually feels like an invalid. Damon wraps a blanket over her waist and legs to keep her decent and warm because she can't wear underwear or trousers.

"Elena, I handed Damon the medications and scheduled an appointment for you in two weeks. I'll put together a box of supplies for you, including rectal catheters, collection bags, and indwelling catheters. Damon also informed me you're running low on suppositories and laxatives. You'll use this chair for the time being, and being reclined will help relieve some of your discomforts. Please contact me if you have any questions along this process."

Elena nods slightly and notices that her body is trembling slightly. She has no idea if Damon noticed it or not as he thanks Elijah for his assistance and pushes her out of the doctor's office.

[princessconsuelapark]

I could stay awake... by nowhere_blake

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV) Relationships: Elena Gilbert/Damon Salvatore, Damon Salvatore & Stefan Salvatore, Elena Gilbert & Stefan Salvatore, Elena Gilbert & Damon Salvatore & Stefan Salvatore

Additional Tags: Sharing a Bed, Fluff, in fact this is:, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Brotherly Bonding, Protective Damon Salvatore, Damon has this whole Older Brother moment, Platonic Cuddling, Established Elena Gilbert/Damon Salvatore, it's gen between Stefan and Damon but please interpret to your heart's content, Elena and Stefan love each other, in a post-heartbreak kind of way, threeway cuddles

Damon's been gone for god knows how long, so if he spends his first night back home with Elena in his arms, counting her eyelashes, or something similarly embarrassing, it's nobody's business but his own. Enter his brother creepily stalking through the halls, worrying about Damon loud enough to wake the dead.

Placed in time rather ambiguously to hide its possibly non canon-compliantness. Damon comes back from the dead and/or kidnapping, deathly danger, or similar in nature, then his girl invites his brother to cuddle with them. Turns out he doesn't actually mind.

[writememysticfalls]

Roleplay | Damon Salvatore

Summary: Damon secretly fantasises about getting you pregnant. Is it just roleplay... or something more?

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x reader

Genre: Suggestive, hubby!Damon

Word count: >1k

“You know all my sex fantasies. Why don't I know yours?” you asked.

You watched your boyfriend Damon unbutton his shirt in front of the mirror.

“Hmm, I love your fantasies,” Damon teased. “There's the one where I'm Count Dracula…” he murmured, crawling up the bed. His black shirt fluttered open, revealing his hard stomach.

“I only drink the blood of beautiful women,” he whispered, his fangs sliding out, “and only at night.”

His fingers were cold against your neck. He found your pulse, and sucked it gently.

You stared at the ceiling, wide-eyed. What were you talking about again?

“Hey!” you said, pushing him off. “You're trying to distract me!”

Damon shrugged.

In a flash, his back hit the wall, his eyes fluttering shut. “Your blood is like a drug to me, Bella,” he moaned.

“The Twilight one is a secret!” you hissed. “Your fantasies. Go.”

“Okay,” Damon said excitedly, crawling onto the bed. He lifted you so were straddling his strong thighs. His cool fingers ghosted your lower back, making you shiver.

“I have one fantasy…” he whispered, his cheeks pink. “About making a baby with you.”

You grinned. “So... just sex?”

“No!” Damon said, rubbing your thighs. “Literally making a baby. I dream about getting you pregnant.” He sighed. “I know it's impossible, but that's it.”

“Like what?” you asked.

Damon gulped. “Like…” his hands hiked up your shirt, “we've been talking about it, and we decide that tonight's the night. We're going to make the magic happen.”

“Wow…” you whispered. “Damon Salvatore wants to put a baby in me. I'm impressed.”

Damon pushed you back onto the pillow, his body moving over yours. “You like that - mommy?” he said, smiling shyly.

Damon, the guy who danced on rafters, was feeling shy. This had to be a big deal.

“Call me that again,” you murmured.

“Mommy,” he whispered, his face turning darker.

You gave him a long kiss. His mouth was gentle, but you could feel that his arms were tense, his whole body trembling.

“Tell me more,” you whispered in his ear.

“Hmm,” he started. “Well, we have a little baby boy, who we call Zach.”

“Zach?” you said.

“Yep,” Damon said, his eyes distant. “Little Zach’s a guy’s guy, so I can teach him to take cars apart, but he also loves running around in your high heels, which Kajol - that's his younger sister - finds hilarious.”

You moved to sit up, frowning. “Damon,” you said. “That's not a sex fantasy. That's a life plan.”

Damon smiled goofily. “What?”

“Oh my god,” you said. “You're serious about this. You actually want to have kids with me.”

You stood up. “How long have you wanted this, Damon?”

Damon stretched out on the bed on his stomach, his fingers reaching for you. “No…” he whispered. “Let's go back to the fun sexy stuff.”

“I'm twenty years old!” you said, staring at yourself in the mirror. “I can't have a kid. I practically am a kid.”

Damon sat up, scowling. “Goddamn it, Y/n. This is why I didn't want to tell you.”

“Well, you have. And now I know you want me to be a mom,” you said, your face flushed. “I need to think.”

“Don't go,” Damon breathed. He was trying to smirk, but his eyes were wide. “We'll drop the subject. Pinky promise.”

“I'm sorry,” you said. “I'm staying at a friend's house tonight.”

---

An hour later, you opened the door to your friend's house to see Damon. He was in the same shirt, his hair still mussed up.

“Let me in, Y/n,” he said, his hand gripping the doorframe.

You pulled your dressing gown tighter. “I'm sorry. I need some space.”

Damon’s hand slid down. “So I secretly want kids! Big whoop. I'm 150 years old. I like tequila and one-night-stands just as much as the next guy - hell, more - but after a while, you get tired.”

“Exactly when did you decide you wanted to have kids with me?” you asked.

He licked his lips. “The moment I met you, okay? I'm sorry that scares you, but it's true. I saw you, and I instantly knew you were the woman I wanted to start a family with.”

Your heart was in your throat. You had always felt like Damon was hesitating, like he didn't want to define the relationship. Now you knew why. He wanted it all.

“Hey…” Damon said. “I'm happy doing the college thing with you for now! I was born to be a frat guy. Jello shots are my champagne.” His eyelids fluttered. “Honestly, the hot college girls are the main perk.”

“I don't know,” you said. “I'm gonna need time to decide if I want this.”

“I've waited a century,” Damon said lightly. “What's another decade?”

You slid your fingers down the doorframe. “Maybe we could adopt,” you said, smiling. “In the distant future.”

“So distant…” Damon said in a squeaky voice, his fingers fluttering away into the distance.

You bit your lip, fighting a smile. You could never stay mad at Damon.

You stepped out onto the porch. “Hey… daddy,” you said, rolling your eyes.

Damon grasped the sides of your head. He twined his fingers in your hair. “Oh, so the calling me daddy part is fine with you?”

“Mm-hmm,” you said, nodding.

Damon pulled you into his chest, inhaling the scent of your hair. “So… you like Charlie Swan, Bella’s dad?”

You shook your head.

“Oh no. It's Carlisle Cullen, hot papa doctor,” he corrected.

You laughed. “That's more like it.”

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[vole-mon-amour]

That trope when "Oh, of course I love you. I loved you even when I wasn't supposed to. I loved you before you even loved me back. I loved you before you started seeing something in me and thinking about me"?

Yeah.

[chronic-escapixt]

His Rose ~ Part 1

(Kai Parker x Bennett OC fanfiction)

content warnings/tags ~ Dark fiction, CNC, dubcon, yandere, murder, abuse, trauma, smut, stalking, innocence kink, dacryphilia, manipulation. Minors DNI

I don't claim ownership of The Vampire Diaries or its characters. All credits go to the rightful owner(s). I only own my original character(s).

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Bonnie's life was on the line.. again.

The Other Side was collapsing, time was running out and as the anchor to the crumbling realm, she knew she wouldn't be spared. She stopped at her home and let Rose know. The news absolutely crushed her sister. Rose felt like she just got her back from when she died last summer. Becoming the anchor was her second chance at life but now it was being ripped away. Rose didn't even have time to argue a solution before she squeezed her in a tight hug and said goodbye. She was out the door, dashing off to pull Elena, Damon, and the others back from the Other Side.

Rose watched as the door shut behind her, wiping the wetness from her eyes before charging into Sheila Bennett's in-home study. From her life as a practicing witch and occult studies professor, their late grandmother had shelves full of ancient grimoires, scrolls, texts and items so she ought to have something that could save Bonnie. As the minutes ticked by, the piles of useless books stacked around her grew with her desperation.

"There's nothing here!" she muttered, slamming the heavy grimoire closed. The force rattled the desk and the shelf above it, knocking a scroll down in front of her. Rose blinked away her frustrated tears and lifted the dusty scroll, blowing it with her breath to reveal the Latin handwriting and symbols.

After pulling her friends back to the living world, Bonnie anticipated the approaching light. She glanced back, meeting Elena's solemn gaze. They all gathered behind her, no words left to say as they watched their beloved witch meet the very fate she had saved them from. She knew she couldn't save herself and she accepted that. She only hoped that within the next few moments she would find peace with her grams and father.

The moment she closed her eyes, she felt a jolt of energy lance through her. Something changed. When she opened them, she was amongst the others but Rose stood a few feet away, the wind of the collapsing dimension tossing her brown curls, the white light reflecting off her face.

Horror gripped her when she realized she was no longer linked to the Other Side, Rose was.

She offered Bonnie an apologetic smile as she watched tears bead down her shocked face.

"I love you, Bonnie," she uttered just before the light consumed her completely...

and she was gone.

The brightness subsided as the wind around her settled to a calm hush. Rose could finally open her eyes and found that she was standing in the same place, at the boarder of Mystic Falls but everyone had disappeared.

She dashed around town calling out Bonnie's name, looking for her, their friends or anyone but it was completely deserted. She stopped to catch her breath in the middle of the town square, the usually bustling epicenter was empty. That's when panic set in, worrying that she was actually dead, though this didn't seem like the “peace” described or even hell. For that matter, she didn't feel dead, in fact she felt very much alive something she realized when her stomach growled. “Dead people don't get hungry," she told herself as she walked into the Mystic Grill. Much like everywhere else, the Grill was desolate. She made her way into the kitchen and found it fully stocked with alcohol and food that seemed up to date, so the town couldn't have been abandoned too long ago, she thought. Rose made a quick sandwich and walked toward the bar when her eyes fell upon the bulletin board. She nearly dropped her plate when she read the date on the calendar.

May 9th, 1994.

It didn't take long for him to notice that things were different. After 18 years of complete solitude, he grew accustomed to the consistency of the realm. His strong ability to detect the presence of magic, made it all the more obvious to him when the young Bennett witch touched down in his prison world. He tracked her down to a Virginian town called Mystic Falls where he first saw her in the living room nose deep in a grimoire. He slipped through an unlocked door and watched her silently out of her view. He figured she was looking for anything that would explain where she is or how to escape but she likely wouldn't find anything in those texts. Luckily for her, he planned on revealing everything...

In due time.

Just over a week passed and unbeknownst to her, Kai was watching the entire time. He’d stay up while she slept, curled up with her fuzzy plush lamb she called lamby. Most nights she’d clutch the stuffed toy to her chest and just cry herself to sleep. Like a sad shelter commercial, he enjoyed the pathetic display, though he hated the little white lamb with a passion, fantasizing about how much more she’d cry if she woke up and it’s head was cut off.

He observed everything, from her tendency to talk to herself to the she way she put tension in her lips when she was concentrating on the Latin of her texts. Clearly, she was a beginner and her general naivety would come to his advantage once he finally decided to make his move.

Rose swayed her hips as she rounded the corner, pushing her grocery cart while singing along to ‘I Wanna Dance with Somebody' by Whitney on her Walkman. He sat in a fold up lawn chair in the center aisle of the otherwise empty market, munching on a bag of pork rinds and watching with an amused grin, wondering when she would finally notice him. After deciding on a box of Count Chocula, she finally turned from the shelves and their eyes met. Her mouth fell open as she paused the tape and lowered the headphones from her ears. He smiled and gave a slight wave.

“Were you there the whole time?” She blurted breathlessly, taking him in. His face had a pleasant balance of soft and sharp features that made him both cute and intimidating and a mischievous glint in his blue eyes. The dark brunette wore a hooded jacket styled over a graphic tee, denim jeans and worn out converse.

“Yeah, I didn’t want to interrupt. You sounded amazing by the way.”

Her cheeks burned, “t-thank you… umm who are you?”

“Sorry, manners, I’m Kai. Nice to meet you.” He set aside the bag and stood up from the chair. Her eyes followed his ascent until he stood fully, towering over her. “And you are…?”

Her ears got hot. “Oh right! Rose- I’m Rose… excuse me, I haven’t spoken to another person in a while. I promise I’m not normally this awkward…” she sighed and averted her gaze downwards.

Kai shoved his hands in his pockets, “can’t be any worse than me I've been here since the very beginning.”

“You’ve been all alone for 18 years?" she uttered in disbelief.

Kai forced a laugh, “It's not so bad. There’s no traffic, everything’s free and privacy isn’t an issue… now, there is the crippling loneliness but that only creeps in once in a while.” He casually plopped back down on his chair and grabbed his chip bag.

“There’s no way out of here, is there?” She sighed.

"Nope, not unless you happen to be a Bennett witch…” he scoffed as though the thought were incredulous and popped a rind in his mouth.

Her eyes lit up. “Wait, I am! I am a Bennett witch.”

Kai grinned, “well then the odds just got a lot better.”

“So, is Kai short for something?” She asked as they walked back to her place. Kai offered to push the cart for her.

“Malachai,” he replied.

“Malachai,” she practiced softly.

“But I prefer Kai,” he tagged on.

“What about you, Rose is short for what? Rosemary or… Rosalie?”

She giggled. "You’re close, it’s Rosalina but I prefer Rose.”

“Rosalina... that's pretty, much more fitting if you ask me.” The way he said her name made her want to bite her lip but she opted to return his smile instead.

“This is me,” she announced when they came to her house. She led him inside where he was kind enough to help her put away the groceries.

“So, what is this place?” she asked.

“One of many prison worlds created by the Gemini coven. Anyone who opposes them is gifted their own personal hell dimension. I got mine on my 22nd birthday.”

“That’s horrible. Why would they do that to you?”

He sighed, “most of it is coven politics- what you know and who you know, ya’ know? Long story short, my family betrayed me for more power. I don’t really like talking about it.”

Rose understood and decided not to pry. “So, you know how to get us out of here?”

Kai leaned forward on the counter while he explained the Gemini coven always left a back door to their prison worlds and it was called an ascendant. Under the direct light of a solar eclipse a Bennett witch is to use her magic and blood to activate the device and transport them back to the real world. “We’re going to need a locator spell to find the ascendant. Without my magic, I haven’t been able to find it.”

“When is the next eclipse?” Rose asked.

“Time works a little differently here… the month of May repeats itself over and over, starting with the 9th. Every third time May 9th comes around the eclipse happens.”

"The last eclipse just passed a few nights ago… that means we have about three months to wait.”

“On the bright side, we have plenty of time to find the ascendant,” He noted with an optimistic air. It amazed her how he managed to be so hopeful and positive even after being trapped for 18 years. “After all this time, 3 months is nothing,” he murmured.

She thanked him for helping her with her groceries. “Well, I’m going to make stuffed chicken for dinner. You can stay if you want.”

“You just met me and you’re asking me to stay for dinner… I mean, I could be a serial killer,” he finished with a charming smirk.

“You’re too nice to be a serial killer,” she put matter-of-factly while taking out the chicken breasts.

“Ted Bundy was nice,” he retorted.

She smiled at his wit. “Are you staying or not? Because I need to know if I’m making one chicken breast or two.”

Kai relented, “Oh, alright. How can I say no to stuffed chicken?”

[stelenasfav]

im about to say something that is going to make some people mad, but someone has to say it. damon and elena's relationship was really bad. and im not saying this because i like stefan and elena better, im saying because its true. the build up to their relationship was so much better, they had so much chemistry and honestly i kinda liked the love/hate relationship that they had in season 1/2! but when they got together all the chemistry that they had just died and they were fighting all the time and they were so toxic. are we just going to forget the fact that he raped caroline and used her as his human bloodbag? and what he did do andie or whatever her name was? or wait when he forced elena do kiss him many times while she was with stefan, HIS OWN BROTHER. and that one time when damom was so mad because katherine didnt want him that he went to elena's house and forced her to kiss him and when she didnt want to he killed her brother. and before you say that he knew that jeremy had his ring no he didnt. i mean their relationship was just driven by the sex drive, they were fighting and then the next day they were fucking. and the delena betrayal?? god i felt so sorry for stefan, it actually hurt. while he was with klaus, literally suffering, damon and elena were just casually making out and shit, and the only reason stefan went with klaus in the first place was to save damon. and when elena had those feelings that stefan was hurt, damon got so jealous and didn't even care, meanwhile, stefan never got jealous. on season 3, stefan knew that elena had feelings for damon and instead of forcing her to just forget about it he gave her time to really know what she felt, even if that meant losing her. and even when they broke up they still had insane chemistry, especially in that episode or episodes where stefan lost his memorys, like he feel in love with her TWICE (i need him badddddd), and they stayed friends, even tho she broke his heart, because she did, the amount of time where delena were together and stefan was looking at them it was sad it actually broke me. he truly deserved better. anyways, i dont hate damon, i know i made it seem like it but i really like him, i just think that delena was really bad and stelena was so much better and deserved to be endgame

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First of all im completely in love with this whole look😍 Another one of my favourite outfits seen on Elena Gilbert, season 1 episode 3. Especially those earrings, they’re such a unique statement piece! They have to be my absolute favourite piece of jewellery she wore. The screen accurate brand is Claire’s but they’re pretty hard to find in the blue and green combination and are usually pretty pricey when found.

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[damonsgirl26]

I found my way back to you. Damon, I somehow always find my way back to you. It doesn't matter if I have memories or not. It doesn't matter if I'm a vampire or not.

Elena Gilbert & Damon Salvatore in The Vampire Diaries (2009-2017)

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''I said leave me alone, Damon!"

I push her back gently, still at arms reach, to look down at her face. the redness, her tears, and her hurt were all a result of my betrayal

"Elena, baby, let's talk about this, please -" my arms wrapped around her middle as she throws little punches to my chest. "You lied, Damon!" She takes an unsteady breath, "You told me you'd stopped, Damon!" Her voice becomes muffled as she hides her face against my chest. "I should have told you." I shake my head as I bite in my lower lip.

When Elena and I got together, I vowed off human blood and turned to animal blood, It made me a better, more serene man. But when news came out about the sun and moon curse a few weeks ago, I had no other option but to turn back on to human blood-for my strength. I had to for Elena. What kind of man would I be if I willingly stayed weak at the risk of my girl's protection. Nonetheless, I understood her feelings towards the matter. After Stefan's tragic misuse of human blood, with him losing control of his addiction to the blood, she had every right to hate me for my decision. But I wasn't Stefan

"I have it under control, Elena, I promise you" My voice was barely a whisper, It broke me seeing her the way she was, her face crimson, soaked with tears and puffy from her wiping away tears with her harsh textured sleeves. "That's what he said, Damon," Elena shook her head at me. "I'm not my brother, Elena. I can handle it, "I assure her.

She gulps hard before she slips against me. Her body falls against mine until she lands on the wooden floor. She tucks her knees to her chest, whilst her sleeved- covered hands hide her face.

I fall to my haunches before her, placing my hands on her knees as I watch her. her chest was heaving, and her cries filled the room, both the image and the sound burning into my mind

"Elena -" I begin to say, but she cuts me off. "I'm staying with Stefan tonight." she sniffles as she begins wiping away at her tears. My eyebrows furrow at her, "No." My voice trails off as I watch her rise up to her feet. I shake my head as she approaches the door. I run to the door, standing in front of it as my hands are busy behind me, with shutting and locking the wooden door.

"Damon, please, I don't want to do this tonight, My head is -" she takes a heavy breath as her

hand reaches her temple. "it's pounding, Damon." She shakes her head. Her eyes began watering again, pleading me to move.

I sighed, stepping aside. I opened the door for her and watched her as she narrowed her eyes at me. "Goodnight, Elena." I let out a ragged breath as she took slow steps, reaching up to me. "I truly am sorry, Elena." I whisper, but it's loud enough for her to hear.

I wasn't sorry for drinking the blood, I was sorry for not telling her about it sooner or about the way she found out. But I had to do what I did. For her

She gives me a frown before she pushes past me, I hear her run down the hallway and to Stefan's room. The door slams, and one of Stefan's vinyls plays almost instantly after.

My eyes roll - that was definitely Elena's doing. She would have wanted to blur out the noise, knowing that I would have eavesdropped on her and Stefan's conversation.

I followed by shutting my door before walking over to my oaked desk. Letting out a string of profanities whilst I do so.

My hand reaches for the bourbon bottle before I pour it out into a crystal glass. I toss back the burning liquid down my throat, and I follow that three times before grabbing the neck of the bottle, taking it over to the couch where I lay.

"Fuck this" I muttered before I reach into my back pocket of my jeans. I grab my phone and dial Alaric's number. He answers on the first ring.

"What can I do for you, D?" Alaric's chirpy voice had me grimace through the phone. "The Grill in fifteen?" I get straight to the point. I hear Alaric's low chuckle through the phone, "Already there, brother."

Hastily, I end the phone and make my way to grab my leather jacket. I threw it on and made my way over to the Grill.

I sent Stefan a text, letting him know I was out.

"Let me guess, Jenna?" I raise a brow as I pull out a seat beside Alaric. He turns to me, rolling his eyes. "I don't know what to tell her man, She's better off away from all this." He shakes his head as he passes me a glass of bourbon. "Elena thinks it'll keep her safe if she doesn't know." I shrug. "It's Elena's call." He shakes his head before tossing back his drink.

I follow in pursuit, with my drink before the bartender tops it off. "Enough about me." Alaric sighs, "What have you done this time?" He asks. "She knows." I scoff. Alaric's eyebrows raise. "About me taking human blood." I look at him from the corner of my eye. "She's mad?" He asks. I nod.

"You understand why, though." Alaric says. "Stefan," I mutter. Alaric hums. "She'll come around, D." He reassured me. I hope so

A few hours later, it was early morning of the next day. The Grill had closed for tye night a couple of hours ago, so Alaric and I found ourselves buying a bottle of bourbon from the convenience store before settling ourselves on a pavement, which led to the Park.

"I wish she would just understand that I'm doing this for her!" I exclaim, the buzz off the alcohol making me feel heighted. "That's the thing, brother, no matter what - " Alaric begins to say, but a hiccup interrupts his spiel. "It's always us men in the wrong, even when all we're trying to do is protect our girls." He splurs. I hum at his spiel. "Cheers to that." I knocked down a gulp of the golden liquid down my throat before passing the bottle over to Alaric, where he followed the same action.

A buzz from my pocket had me reaching for my phone, but once I saw the caller id, I stashed it back into my pocket and continued having a heartfelt conversation with Alaric.

Up until his phone began buzzing, he reached for tye pocket inside his jacket and answered the call without checking to see who it was. "'Ello'. He chirps. I focus on the call, hearing Elena's sweet voice over the phone.

"Are you with him, Ric? Is he okay? Where are you? Shall I come get you both?" Her worry makes my lips curl. Alaric mindlessly gives me stare before tossing over his phone to me. I shake my head before tossing back his phone.

"Ric?" Elena's voice is now concerned. Alaric let's out a huff before shaking his head at me. He gives me a scowl before bringing his phone to his ear, "He's in bad shape, Elena. I think he's spiralling." Alaric lies as a smile is spread along his lips. He gives me a playful smirk whilst I clench my jaw.

"Bastard," I mutter before snatching his phone from him, "I'm f-fine, E-Elena." I stutter. "Can I come get you?" She asks. "I don't wanna be home right now, Elena." I tell her. "J-Just stay with Stefan." I sigh before ending the phone.

"Is it bad that I get incredibly jealous when she always runs to my brother?" I ask Alaric. I swallow the lump in my throat. Alaric bites his cheek. "They were friends well before they started dating, D." Alaric takes a pause to look at me. "But Stefan wouldn't do that to you, and god, anyone could see how infatuated she is with you, you have nothing to worry about." He nods his head curtly.

I hum at Alaric's words, nodding along. I find myself reaching for my phone and over to Eleba's contact. I share my location with her before putting my phone back in my pocket.

"They'll probably be here soon." I tell Alaric.

•••○•○•••

Less than ten minutes later, Stefan's car pulls up in front of his. Alaric and I stand from sitting on the pavement.

Stefan gets out of the car first. Before he reaches Elena's side, I run over to open her door. She takes my hand and gets out of the car giggling.

I see Stefan rolling his eyes before he goes to talk to Alaric. I shut the car door and pressed Elena's back against the Porsche. "I love you, Elena. I'm sorry." I shake my head to the side. She brings her hand under my jaw and leans up. "It's okay." She smiles against my lips. "I talked to Stefan, he explained to me why you did it." She nods her head to my brother, which has me turning my head to him.

He watched the two of us with a small smile. I narrowed my eyes at him before turning back to Elena. My lips instantly collided with hers. She smiles into the kiss whilst her hands rest on my nape.

"I love you, Damon." She whispers against my open lips. she teasingly lets her tongue run across my bottom lip. I squeeze her hip, making her breath out a small moan. My lips quickly catch hers again, my tongue slipping in, naturally.

"Okay, okay, that's enough." Stefan grimaces. "Save it for the bedroom." He shakes his head, Alaric lets out a chuckle. "It's called being in love, Stefan." I smirk, but my lips quickly frown when I realise what I had just said.

"I didn't mean it like that -" My eyes flicker between Elena and Stefan."It's fine, Damon." He bites his cheek before giving Elena a sad smile.

"I'm s-sorry." I stutter. "Damon, it's okay." Stefan smiles. I nodded at my brother before looking back at Elena, who was still against the car.

My eyes narrow at the car, "So where are Alaric and I sitting?" I nod my head over to the two-seater Porsche. Stefan's jaw drops as his hand goes to scratch the back of his neck. "Oh," Elena drags out.

The four of us look between ourselves, "Alaric, you go with Stefan." Elena says. "Let's go on a walk, Mr. Salvatore." She smirks, grabbing my hand. She skips down the road, and I follow her down the road. "Be careful!" Alaric shouts out. "Yes, Dad!" I reply sarcastically, following Elena. We reach the end of the road when Stefan's car drives past us, making a sharp left turn.

Elena hums to herself as her eyes flicker between her left and right. She turns on the right turn. My eyebrows furrow. "It's left, Elena?" I question her. "Are you in a rush to get home, Damon?" She whispers seductively. she moves to stand in front of me. Standing on her tiptoes, she leans up, placing a kiss on my jaw.

"In a matter of fact -" I hum as she runs her lips down the side of my neck. "Elena -" I warn her, my head shakes. I grab her wrists before losing myself in her eyes. "I desperately want to go home." My head dips imbetween her neck and shoulder. My breathing was heavy against her. I feel her swallow a lump in her throat.

"Take me home, Damon." She says, breathless as she arches her front against me. She wraps her arms around the back of my neck.

"Please."

[writememysticfalls]

Bad Brother | Damon Salvatore

Summary: You're forced to spend the evening with Damon, your boyfriend Stefan's annoying older brother. He decides to corrupt you...

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x reader

Genre: Suggestive, older brother AU, enemies to lovers

Word Count: <1k

“Baby sitting’s boring,” Damon said.

Damon was lying on the sofa with his head hanging over one arm.

He flipped through a magazine at lightning speed. “Taylor Swift broke up with her boyfriend, blah blah blah - all read. Let's go out now!”

“Stefan said we can't leave the house. It's too dangerous,” you said.

Suddenly, you felt your body fly through the air. Damon had carried you to the front door. You shivered. He was stronger than you thought.

“Put me down!” you said. He dropped you, hard.

“One drink?” Damon said, smirking down at you and rapping his fingers on the door.

“One drink, and you'll behave for the rest of the night?” you said.

Damon nodded, eyes wide and innocent.

You couldn't help but smile at his ridiculous expression. “Fine. One non-alcoholic drink. And not from a bar - from a supermarket.”

Damon rolled his eyes. “Alright. You're more of a goody two-shoes than Stefan.”

At the supermarket, Damon walked straight to the soda aisle - and hid a can of cola in his jacket pocket.

“What the hell?” you hissed. “Put that back!”

You heart thumped. You'd had your share of fun in your life - but shoplifting was crossing a line.

Damon walked right to the door, adding an infuriating little salsa to his step.

“Quiet, Y/n,” he whispered. “You're acting suspicious.”

You wanted to punch him in the face, but you had to follow him. As the doors opened, you started to feel light-headed. You were getting away with it!

Just then, someone yelled, “Hey. I saw that!”

All of a sudden, he put an arm around your shoulder, and said, “Mia moglie è malata, questa bevanda è per lei.”

The manager was striding towards you and Damon. You glared at Damon, so angry you could barely breathe.

To your surprise, Damon muttered, “Can you run any slower?”, before grabbing you in one arm and carrying you the rest of the way.

It had to be Italian. The only things you could understand in his next sentence was “no English” repeated loudly by Damon, while he steered the two of you out.

Finally, the woman gave up and you sprinted towards the car.

As you drove home, you felt a thousand emotions. You wanted to be angry at Damon, but you couldn't. All you felt was exhilaration.

“You are just so - ugh - I can't even with you!” you said to Damon, as you walked back to the house.

Damon smirked and held out two cans of coke. “I swiped one for you too,” he said. “Cherry. Your favourite.” He winked. "Will you pop it, or shall I?"

You hesitated, then cracked open the can. It was fizzy and delicious.

“Why didn't you just… compel the woman at the store? Why bother with the ‘no English’ act?” you asked.

Damon shrugged. “Because it's fun, Y/n. Obviously.”

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When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass it on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love!

Hey Cosmic! Well let’s see…five fav fics that I’ve written. I’ve written a bunch on FanFiction.Net but for this post I’m going to stick with the ones I have up on ao3. First one that comes to mind is The Reunion. It’s about Faith and Buffy reuniting after her time in prison and it’s currently my most popular piece on ao3, so that makes me very happy. Not only that, it was my first time ever writing a w/w fic so to know that a lot of people liked it really meant a lot. :)

Second would have to be Partners in Crime. It’s based off of the animated show She-Ra and is centered around Catra and Adora, two of the main characters in the show. It’s another one that got a lot of attention that I really enjoyed writing. It’s very wholesome and sweet with a dash oof mischievousness thrown into it. Very very cute.

Third would be an on-going fic I’m writing called Star Crossed Enemies to Lovers. It’s a vampire fic centered on two characters from the show Killing Eve. Eve is a vampire hunter focused on hunting down a vampire named Villanelle, and the two have this back and forth cat and mouse game for awhile until feelings eventually between the characters. I only have a few chapters up and am in the process of writing the third chapter, but it’s coming along nicely and I can’t wait to post it! It’s my first vampire fic I’ve written in years so I’m pretty stoked about it. :) It’s not quite as popular as my last two but I’m hoping it’ll gain more traction as I add more chapters to it.

Fourth is A Blast from the Past, my latest Delena fanfic. This one is pretty dark, and is based off of a storyline I did on my RP account with a close friend many years ago. Damon and Elena are still vampires and have settled down, and even conceived a child together. But sometime later on down the road, something happens that causes Damon to revert back to his old ways where he only cared about Katherine and nobody else. It’s another WIP of mine and I’m not sure when I’ll have the second chapter posted. I just have fond memories of writing that with my friend and wanted to share it with more people.

And for my final story it would have to be Dark Savior. It’s another w/w fic set in the Buffy series only this time it’s centered around Faith and Willow. This is takes place during the Dark Willow arc and instead of Xander calming Willow down from her plan to end the world, it’s Faith. Unusual pairing but I think it works really well here, though I’m more of a Fuffy (Buffy/Faith) person personally.

If you’re interested in reading these stories you can find them all on my ao3 page. I only have a handful up so far so it’s not hard to find the five fics I’ve talked about in this post.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/CelestialStorm/works

[chronic-escapixt]

His Rose ~ Details

(Kai Parker x Bennett OC fanfiction)

content warnings/tags ~ Dark fiction, dom/sub dynamics, abuse, murder, childhood trauma (mentioned). Minors DNI

I don't claim ownership of The Vampire Diaries or its characters. All credits go to the rightful owner(s). I only own my original character(s).

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This fanfiction is born from my dissatisfaction with the way Kai was criminally underutilized in the TVDU. Honestly, I found him annoying at first, but he grew on me as season 6 went on. Thru Chris Wood's charming performance, Kai stole the show for me. I'll never forgive the showrunners for a lot of things, including underutilizing Chris Wood in this role & not allowing this broken king to have a real redemption arc.

On the topic of the showrunners, I'll never forgive them for how they did Bonnie Bennett or the Bennetts in general with how they were limited to magical plot devices for everyone else's use without any appreciative focus on their power & how it could really benefit them. Even though I love Bonnie & Kai, my otp endgame for her has always been Bonenzo, but I also adore Klonnie ❤️.

My AU changed and added plenty of lore around his coven & certain events. The plot follows the life of Bonnie's younger sister, Rosalina "Rose" Bennett-Ruiz. I go on to describe her below, but I'd like to state that she acts as Kai's antithesis as an innocent, fledgling witch. She's also Bonnie's support system. I always hated how the show often ignored that Bonnie lacked family around her that were unconditionally there for her. Bonnie's mom left when she was small, she lost her grams in season 1, and her father was a non-factor in her life until he returned... just to get killed off in front of her.

I wrote Rose & Bonnie's dynamic keeping in mind everything I hate about older sibling/younger sibling dynamics, like the one between Buffy and Dawn in BTVS. Bonnie deserves family that consistently supports her, encourages her to prioritize her well-being, and actually tries to lessen the existing load on her shoulders.

Another thing I kept in mind when adding Rose to my TVD AU is not to have her replace or take away Bonnie’s space in the plot. Now, I do give her Bonnie's plotline of being sent to the prison world in season 6, but this is essential to the story, and the way Bonnie was treated that season made me so sad that I have no problem taking traumatic experiences from her (of which she has more than enough) and giving them to Rose.

Okay... if you made it through my rant, congrats. I also want to offer my inbox as a place where anyone can offer up requests, scenarios, ask questions, even if you want to roast my cruddy writing... my inbox is open.

🌹Rosalina "Rose" Bennett-Ruiz:🌹

Born: March 18th, 1994 (18yrs)

Gender: Female | Height: 5’1” | Hair color: Brown | Eye color: Hazel

Race/ethnicity: Black and Latino/Hispanic

Species: witch (Bennett)

Titles: Rosy (Kai), littlest witch (by Kol), kid (by Damon)

Characteristics:

Rose is a gentle and kind-hearted person, always looking for the good in people and situations. She can be a people pleaser and overall naive when dealing with people, often seeing the best in everyone and believing in second chances

Family is important to her, so bonding with Bonnie means a lot. Due to her naivety and weakness, she can be easily manipulated and taken advantage of. Like Bonnie she’s compassionate and tends to selflessly help others. But still with spells due to her insecurity & inexperience with magic

She enjoys singing, gardening (honing her nature-based magic, making potions & studying herbology), fashion (sewing & thifting) and cooking (food is her love language)

She has a strong aversion to blood & violence so spending time with vampires took a lot of getting used to

Trilingual: fluent in Spanish & Portuguese

Despite her demure demeanor and virginal innocence, with her stuffed animal collection, enduring love of cartoons and a lack of dating, she’s a hopeless romantic that harbors the hidden desire to submit herself to a powerful dominant

Background:

Family: Bonnie Bennett (half-sister), Jamie Ruiz (half-brother), Abby Bennett-Ruiz (mother), Matteo Ruiz (father 🕊️), Sheila Bennett (maternal gm🕊️)

Rose was raised in Summersville, North Carolina. She was a child model until 13 when her father tragically died. She was the captain of her high school majorette dance team. Her life drastically changed when Bonnie arrived on her doorstep.

Rose was 16 when she & Bonnie would finally meet. Bonnie and Elena came to Abby for help with a spell. Rose was shocked to find that she had an older sister as Abby never mentioned Bonnie or the life she left behind in Mystic Falls. She was even more surprised upon finding out about her magical bloodline and that supernatural creatures walked the earth. Unlike Grams, Abby never mentioned magic throughout Rose’s life and even went as far to suppress her magic with by binding it.

After Abby is turned by Damon, she decides to leave her family to gain control as a fledgling vampire. Rose moves to Mystic Falls with Bonnie where she learns magic from her.

Magic doesn’t come naturally to Rose. But she often helps Bonnie with powerful spells, offering herself as a conduit for channeling together.

Admittedly having a 50% accuracy rate with her own spells. Rose’s confidence & focus are hindered when chanting and spells drain her much quicker even when she tries channeling the energy around her. Despite this, Rose is determined to improve, valuing her one-on-one time with Bonnie and spending late nights on her own practicing & memorizing spells. She uses her magic for good and wants to prove herself as a capable witch.

She excels at herb studies. Often experiments with potions and creates charms using the herbs they grow in their garden.

Her role in the Mystic Falls gang is the “Bennett witch in training” or “the bringer of baked goods” (according to Damon), since she often supplies their gatherings with fresh pastries. Everyone underestimates her power, even Bonnie. She tries to keep Rose out of danger unless she can’t help it.

🔪Malachai "Kai" Parker:🔪

Born: May 9, 1972 (22yrs)

Gender: Male | Height: 6'0" | Hair color: Dark Brown | Eye color: Blue-gray

Race/ethnicity: white/non-Hispanic

Species: siphoner (Gemini Witch coven)

Titles: abomination, black sheep, the defective twin (his coven)

Characteristics:

Charismatic with a charming smile. Upon meeting him, his charisma operates as a façade to hide his lack of empathy and his sadistic tendencies

Can be hard to read but that’s because he struggles with expressing his emotions which stems from his abusive childhood. He’s cold and relatively unfeeling with people, but once he lets someone in, he’s fiercely loyal and protective.

He can be observant, calculating and manipulative to taking advantage of someone and get what he wants

He’s a sassy man, often comes back with quick quips and has a natural sense of humor (typically dark humor)

When he’s comfortable, he never shuts up, has no filter and sucks with certain social cues. After being alone for nearly his whole life, will talk anyone's ear off without realizing they are not willing to listen

Kai can siphon all of a witch’s magic without killing them. He controls how the process feels - at its worst, a fast searing burn to a slight tingle. Overtime, a witch will regenerate their magic

High libido!!- He’s starved for touch and affection (though he would never admit that he needs anyone). Sexual desires reflect his sadistic personality as he enjoys dominating another person through absolute control and pain infliction

He likes raunchy comedies and media with half-naked women such as Bay Watch and MTV videos. A major foodie with constant cravings for sweet and salty snacks. He prefers snacking throughout the day but when he does bother to cook, it’s really good

He is fluent in old Latin, often found in grimoires and other ancient texts. When he was young he’d get his hands on old grimoires and study them, all the time to himself allowing him to hone his knowledge of witchcraft and technique

Background:

The Parker family is the head of the Gemini coven. Its patriarch, Joshua Parker is the coven leader. Kai is the eldest child, being half an hour older than his fraternal twin, Josette. Unlike Jo, Kai was born without the ability to generate his own magic, instead siphoning magic from lingering spells, objects, or other witches. When he was young, he would naturally gravitate toward the magic of his sister, so Joshua quickly decided to physically isolate Kai from everyone for fear of his son's "defect" hurting others.

As fraternal twins born of the coven leader, Jo and Kai would be set to merge on their 22nd birthday, where the winner takes the other's magic and coven leadership and the loser dies and is absorbed into the other but with the risk of Kai's siphoning ability giving him an edge in the merge, Joshua and Viviane continued having kids until she birthed another set of twins that would merge instead.

Kai's upbringing was lonely, spending most of his time locked in his bedroom up in the attic. Following his father's lead, most of his family excluded and demonized him. As he grew, Kai learned to internalize the cruel labels they gave him. If they wanted a monster, they would get a monster and on his 22nd birthday, May 9th, 1994, he would finally act on his boiling rage and resentment toward his family, unleashing the hatred he accumulated through a lifetime of torment onto his siblings when Jo refused the merge. To protect the twins, she would relent to merge with him but the coven was waiting and with the help of Sheila Bennett they banished him to a prison world of complete isolation.

Each year that passed only added to his hunger for revenge, left with nothing to do but plan his escape and seizer of coven leadership. He grew to take pride in what he had done to his siblings and his status as a sociopath capable of killing anyone who gets in his way without remorse.

AU-Specific Lore:

Prison world Lore:

Prison worlds are created by Bennett blood sacrifice, meaning a Bennett must be bled to death so the gemini coven can channel her blood magic.

A prison world resets with the eclipse every 3 months.

Time works differently, so no one ages throughout their time there.

A prison world cannot create life so the only living inhabitants are those sent there or arrive via ascendant.

Kai is linked to his prison world so he can’t die. If something kills him, he’ll be out for a while depending on the damage but the magic will heal him back to life. Without Kai, the prison world falls apart so while he’s there, it sustains his life to sustain itself. Once he leaves, it ceases to exist.

The Ascendant - an ancient device created by the Gemini coven and a Bennett ancestor that only responds to a living Bennett’s blood magic. The ascendant is sensitive to magic in general, so even when the spell is done right, it will activate then fall apart. You only have one chance at the time of the eclipse to correctly do the spell, which Kai knows from experience because early on he tried collecting a vial of Bennett blood that he hunted down in a hospital and using Josette's magic he siphoned from a hidden dagger. Disappointment boiled over into rage when he did the spell beneath the eclipse, the ascendant disassembled, but he was not transported out.

The Gemini Coven Lair:

Exists as a interdimensional where the coven keeps ancient texts, grimoires, enchanted items (talismans, gems, ascendants, etc.), and materials for spells & potions

Infinite space that can be utilized by the coven leader: often includes a space for magic instruction, a library, spell casting, a gathering area for the coven, etc.

Accessed only by portal, which is summoned by a spell entrusted to high-ranking Gemini members