#lorenzo st john angst

[starlightandfairies]

Hiiii I hope you don’t mind me requesting again! I love the one you did for me! It made me incredibly happy.

May I request a Lorenzo St. John x female reader? This time I was thinking of a lot of fluff and hurt/comfort? If that’s okay of course. Again, human reader please. This time reader is very stubborn and always acts tough. She dislikes supernaturals a lot. She’s friends with Elena and her group.

One day reader gets kidnapped and threatened by an enemy vampire if the Salvatore’s. The brothers save her, but once she gets home she starts to panic and cry because she’s had enough and doesn’t know if she can take anymore of the supernatural drama. But Enzo stops by her house to ask for a favor and the reader acts like she’s fine but it’s obvious she’s been crying and he tries to comfort her, despite her not liking him much.

Ahhh sorry this is long again! I just have so many ideas….um ignore this if it’s too much. I hope you have a wonderful full day and night!!

Description: The reader is kidnapped by an old enemy of the Salvatores and as tries to pretend that everything is okay but fails at doing so.

Warnings: she/her pronouns, fluff, swearing

*Requests are open, please send through as many requests as you want, check my character list and requesting rules.*

I honestly got so excited when you requested Enzo! Thank you for requesting again and yay! I'm so happy the other one made you happy. I'm glad! I'm honestly not happy about how this one turned out but I hope you still enjoy it regardless.

Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Last name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 1,358

First Person's POV

Once I turned 18 I promised I would leave Mystic Falls for good. This town is a goddamn beacon for chaos and danger. I wouldn't even be surprised if a hole to the end of the world opened right in the centre of town. One thing I hated more than maths was the supernatural beings that thought the world revolved around them. Of course, I loved Caroline, Bonnie and Elena. I tolerated Stefan and Damon but the others... the others it depended on who they were and what they've done. I tried my best to stay away from the chaos that the group got themselves into, sometimes it was relatively easy and other times it was damn hard. 

Every day I make a bet with myself about if it's gonna be an easy day or a damn hard day. I made a bet that it'll be a damn hard day. I don't know what gave me that feeling, it was just that uneasy feeling when I woke up this morning and considering that the Salvatores had been kidnapped and beaten the last few days, I just assumed that the streak of unpleasantness would continue. 

Heading towards the town square, I stood, waiting for the girls to show up, putting myself on edge due to the sudden paranoia that someone would be out to get me. 

I don't know how it happened, or when it happened but I woke up, tied up and sitting on a mattress laid across the ground. I refused to cry, I would not let myself be seen as weak and give whatever asshole decided to use me as fish bait. 

"Y/n... Y/n... Y/n..." I stared angrily at the figure, recognising the person as a Traveller, I rolled my eyes and stared at the figure flabbergasted as he slapped me. 

"I need the Salvatores to come here, I see them with you, so here we are," I grunted through the rag, groaning as he pulled it from my mouth and went to speak but was literally hushed by the twit. He put his damn finger on my lips with a tut to silence me. 

"Listen here... I don't care about how you want to run your damn mouth, I don't have the time, all I care about is bringing the Salvatores here and following the plan." 

"And that would be?" 

"Noneya." 

"Oh, how mature," I muttered, hissing in pain as his fist collided with my face, I took another breath and smiled at the man showing that I didn't care and that it didn't faze me at all. I grunted as he shoved the rag back in and proceeded to pace the room. I couldn't help but flinch as the door slammed open and within the blink of an eye the Salvatores easily dealt with the guy and the adrenaline seemed to take away my thought processing and I ended up back home without really realising it. 

I took a shower, got into my pyjamas, plopped down on the couch and that's when it all came out. I could feel my hands begin to shake, a tightness in my chest formed that made it hard to breathe. The tears came cascading down, the whole room seemed to spin and I couldn't stop my sobs from escaping. I do not want to go through that again, I do not want to be kidnapped and hurt. I can't go through that, this is all too much, maybe I should just move away? Get away from the town of death and suffering. 

I couldn't tell you how long I had been crying for, I couldn't even tell you how the panic attack stopped or if it even stopped. I was sitting in a pool of tissues, I had already nearly gone through an entire box, I don't think I've cried this much before, I can't think of a time when the pain has been this bad. 

I jumped hearing a knock on my door, I quickly and roughly rubbed my eyes doing my best to make the tears go away and hope that whoever it was wouldn't need anything from me. I forced a smile to my lips as I opened the door, surprised to see the lovely Enzo there, he was a vampire I liked and I will admit there are times when I prefer him over the Salvatores but also just like most of the supernatural my tolerance normally ran low. 

"Enzo- hi."

"Hello, gorgeous... listen I need a favour-" The vampire cut himself off, he glanced around to the living area and then back at me. I did my best to keep smiling, not wanting to let my guard down. 

"Gorgeous, what's going on?" 

"I'm fine Enzo, listen I've got a busy day tomorrow and as much as I'm sure the favour cannot wait I cannot help you today." I tried closing the door on him, groaning as he easily stopped it and slipped into my home. I bit the inside of my cheek, finding it harder and harder to continue pretending that I was okay. 

"You've been crying..." 

"N-no I haven't. I said I am fine." I tried to make my words more pointed, hoping he'll truly believe that I was 'fine' but Enzo is smart and it was clear that my bullshit lies weren't enough to convince him. 

"Talk to me, please." I wrapped my arms around myself, shaking my head, the tears inevitably coming, I could feel my lips quivering and my body shake as the sobs escaped my lips. I could feel Enzo leading me to the couch, he brushed away the tissues and sat beside me. 

"Y/n... what's going on? What happened." 

"I- one of the travellers took me and used me as bait to draw in the Salvatores... I can't deal with the supernatural any longer... I don't want to go through that again. This- this anxiety, I can't... I won't go through that again. I'm so scared Enzo, I can't keep pretending that I'm fine because everyone looks to me because they think I'm tough but the truth is-" I let out a sob that would prevent me from going on any further without struggling to voice my concerns. I shook my head, angry with myself for blubbering in front of Enzo. 

I felt him wrap an arm around me, he lightly rubbed my shoulder, against all my wishes, I let myself curl against him. At that moment I didn't care about who was comforting me, all I cared about was seeking someone who would offer me the comfort I clearly needed. 

"I can make it easier for you- I can... if you're comfortable, I can compel you... I can make it go away." I considered, that maybe it would make it easier to just disappear... make it easier to get away from all of this. I was about to allow him to do that but then I thought of Bonnie and Caroline and Elena... I couldn't do that to them. 

"N-no, no. Thank you." 

"If you ever change your mind... I know we aren't close, I think you don't like me at all but I'll make it go away. If you ever want." I took a few deep breaths, nodding and appreciating that Enzo would do this for me even after knowing that I wasn't his biggest fan. 

"I don't not not like you but- it's not important right now." 

"You know, you know gorgeous... I still think you are pretty tough, you know it's okay to cry and it's okay be worired." It felt reassuring to know that, I never wanted to let anyone down and I wanted them to know that I am strong and I am tough. That these things won't bother me or effect me.

"Means a lot to me."

[boundbyeclipse]

anything for love.

genre : fluff, slight angst

word count : 998

tags : female!reader, human!reader, boyfriend!Enzo, mentions of blood

Warm spring wind rippled through his clothes as he sat on the stairs of the front porch. Lost in his own thoughts, he pondered.

He’s a vampire. You’re human. He’s different, he’s immortal, he feeds on blood ; he finds it amusing that you have to see him like this. Doubts start to flood in, clouding his brain with negativity. His fingers fiddle, eyes brimming with unshed tears, like the gray clouds above his head coming together. In a moment, it starts raining, but he still remains in his seat.

You open the door, the scent of fresh rain filling your lungs as you find him sitting on his own, drops running down his leather jacket.

“Enzo, come inside, it’s raining”

He doesn’t answer.

“Love?” you call out again.

Nothing.

You make your way outside, taking a seat next to him, grabbing his hand.

“What’s wrong? Talk to me, please?”

Enzo blinks, a quiet, almost inaudible sigh leaves his lips. He turns his face away to hide the tears that roll down his cheeks. It’s hard to speak. Regardless, he does.

“Get back inside, you’ll get sick”

You shook your head and reached for his face, forcing him to look at you. Red glass eyes and pressed lips give away that there’s something he’s hiding. Your heart immediately drops to your stomach at the sight - he’s hurting.

“No. I’m not gonna go inside, not before you talk to me. What’s bugging you, hm?” the gentle touch of yours soothes him.

“I’m just thinking about me and you. I’m just some monster who drinks blood to survive, I wear this stupid ring to walk in the sun, hell, I’m immortal. And you? You’re human, you can enjoy life without having to deal with any of this. You have the freedom. And you’re mortal. All of this just brings me to one question that I fear to ask” he shivers, a faint tremor heard in his voice as he speaks.

You cup his face with both of your hands, looking into his dark chocolate eyes. It breaks your heart to see him like this. He looks so lost, sad, with a little almost to no hope. It’s unbearable for you.

“Enzo, how can you speak of yourself like that? You’re someone I fell in love with. You’re so gentle, caring, protective, funny, honest, loyal, it’s everything I’ve ever wanted. I love you, and I don’t care that you’re a vampire. If anything, it’s unique to me as weird as it may sound. I do not see the monster you think you are. I see Lorenzo, and that’s the person that I want and need in my life”

“Can I love you?” he asks, swallowing the thick lump in his throat and just wasn’t going away.

“Of course you can. Just because you’re different, it doesn’t mean that you don’t deserve to love or to be loved. And I know, I’m human, but, looking at you like this…” you shed a tear, drops of rain mixing altogether, “all I know is that I want to spend an eternity with you”

Enzo’s eyes widen, his hand finds its way to the back of your head, your hair soft like silk to his touch. His lips part, he finds it tough to believe what you just said. You never wanted to be a vampire, despite having nothing against the supernatural creatures. But ever since you met Enzo and fell for him, the world turned upside down. There was a part inside of you that wanted to turn, but just for him. Seeing him like this right now made you realise that you were very sure of it. You were ready.

“No, love, you never wanted to become a vampire and-“

“Now I do. Because if I can’t have a forever with you then what’s the point? I’m just going to die and you’ll live in agony without me? No. I want you to turn me, Lorenzo”

He stands up and you follow him. His fingers move the drenched strands of hair out of your face, his thumb on your chin. As he leaned in, you felt a rush of anticipation and nervousness, able to feel the sweetness of his breath. For a small brink of time, nothing else existed except you and him, both lost in the intensity of the moment.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” you nodded eagerly, “please?”

“Right now?”

“Right now. Don’t hesitate”

He nods lightly, pulling up the sleeve of his leather jacket to bite into his wrist. You take it and bring it to your lips, closing your eyes as you take a deep breath, the taste of his warm blood a bit unpleasant. You look up at him through your lashes, nodding in confirmation that it’s okay. Enzo presses his lips together.

“Just… snap my neck” you give him a smile of reassurance. He takes a moment to pull it together before he snaps your neck, catching your falling body and carrying it inside. He sits you down on the couch and takes off your jacket, then grabs a towel to dry off your hair. Carefully, he lays you down and pulls a blanket over you, sitting across from you as he impatiently waits for you to wake up.

You gasp for air as you open your eyes, heartbeat racing, everything around you feeling different ; heightened. Enzo rushes over to you, pulling you into his embrace as he strokes your hair.

“I got you, love, it’s okay”

“Wow, this feels… Odd” you snicker lightly, palm flying onto your forehead as your head aches.

“I know, but I’ll be here for you. I’ll teach you everything you need to know. It’s not going to be easy, but I’m here. Now, take a minute to breathe before we begin, okay?”

“Okay,” you sigh, “I love you”

“I love you too”

Enzo smiles before pulling you closer to connect his lips with yours, making you feel safe and sound in his presence.

[ak-rye-47]

Fanfiction : The Vampire Diaries

Title : " Weddings, Confessions & Conspiracies"

Available one AO3

Relationships: Damon Salvatore/ Lorenzo st.john. Mentioned Stefan Salvatore/Caroline Forbes

Tags: slight angst, wedding preparations, first kiss, love declarations, It gets better i promise, past trauma mentions , hurt , slight fluff , slight OOC

Warnings: past trauma mentions. Authors first ever work( please be kind). English is the author's third language.

Word count : Very long (i dunno just started typin on Tumblr and it's long )

Summary : Damon and enzo are getting ready for Stefans wedding.Damon try and help but that leads to some very interesting turn of events

No of chapters: 2/?

"uhhhh...was it around or?....my!"

Enzo let his hands fall on his sides with a sigh.He had been at this for awhile now but it just won't come to him. It's been a long time since he last fumbled with one of these.

Even then he used to have trouble getting it right. It was always too short , too long,too tight. Besides the fact he had to knot one every damn day during his service as an army official. When there was more sand in the upper part of the hour glass then the lower.

And then the glass broke and the sand was everywhere. Time seemed to have completely forgotten about him. No matter how much he tried to gather it and fill it back up, get it to remember him again , start ticking for him again. The grains just kept slipping away... the shards kept demanding his blood. Never enough thou. It was never enough. THEY never have had enough.

And then he was sent to kill the very man who had left him to die and he couldn't do it, couldn't bring his hand up to hurt him couldn't bear the pain in his eyes which once brought him relief.

How could he?

How could he when his first words after he last saw him disappear behind those hungry flames were

"You are Alive! Good God Thank Goodness you are.."

And then he had hugged him. Touched him for the very first time and he felt , just for a moment, just a little bit, of what he had called him.....alive.

Enzo lifted his gaze to meet his eyes. They didn't seemed to get the memo thou. Lord help him. Was he going to look like that at Stefans wedding? A lifeless corpse at a joyful occasion? It had been a long year for them they deserved some good times. Guess they would be better off without him if he didn't-

"Geez Enzo you still not ready? look at the time!"

Enzo snapped out of the daze.His eyes searching for the clock.

9:30

Heavens! how long had he been standing there? he remembered pulling that damn tie around his neck at 8 somethin.

"Sorry i uh.." He fumbled with the fabric as his eyes roamed everywhere but at him.

He heard a sigh, liquid slushing around in a glass and footsteps echoing towards him and coming to a halt. Damon ducked his head to look him in the eyes he have had fixed to a very interesting looking stain on an otherwise slick floor.

Enzo slowly rolled his eyes up to meet his. Calm as a storm they were. They searched for something.

Enzo lifted the tail end of the black silk up sheepishly. Damon downed the rest of his whisky and set the glass down on the table beside the washbowl.

Cold coarse hands brushed up at the sides of his neck, teasing the ends of his hair. He would love them to crease through them, hold them fast grounding him on the otherwise sinking floor underneath him.

He held the smooth tie between his fingers and expertly twisted it around giving it the shape it was meant to be bent in in the contradiction to whatever enzo had going on minutes-hour? ago?

" A hundred and eighty something odd years and am still doing that boys tie for him even on his wedding day. He's a lost cause. Didn't knew it's two of them in my hands now"

Damon said. Not that he was complaining. He fixed Enzos eyes with his, not needing to look at the tie to know if he was doing it right . He's have had too much practice .

"Well....i guess that's Caroline's headache now, in a moment or two" Enzo remarked at his bitching.

"I severely doubt it" Damon snarked back.

He thinks it's bad with a tie? He should have seen him few months ago when he was having trouble with damn buttons! it was as if he had to relearn every godforsaken thing like a new born. 70 years in a cage. He didn't exactly came out with all his marbles in his head. But he kept shut and let Damon hold his gaze. Keep im here. keep him from going back in their. in the dark. where he had been. For soo long.

As Damon did so,a single flick of his hair from the middle fell on his forehead. Rest of his black tresses combed back and generously gelled. The hairstyle brought focus on his eyes ten times they normally did when they framed his face. His turquoise blue suit and silver studs complementing them further. Holding them dear.

Enzo brought his hand up to his head and creased a gentle touch of his finger along his eyebrow , once and then back from where he started and once again. Then Balancing the rouge strand on its tip he tucked it behind his ear and ran a hand down his nape.

Damons eyes followed his finger as the slight frown his brows had pinched into loosened, his ever so stoic hands faltering in their tracks as his gaze softened and his lips parted as if to say something but was just a reaction.

Enzo hadn't even realised what he was doing until after he did it. Just a reflex. To always take care of people who did the same for him.Which weren't many.Last he checked the list, Damons name was at the top and underlined with maybe a few hearts floating around it. Folded and tucked in the far corners of his mind.

Enzo gulped, his throat bobbing under one of Damons hand which had come to rest on his neck the other resting right on his chest tucked behind the damn tie that had started all of this. Enzo held his breath, the hand on his chest getting warmer by the second. Did he feel his heartbeat rise? ofcourse he did, He's a vampire, he can fucking hear it like listening to a phone call if he damn well pleases. Probably is right now. Enzo's eyes wandered again

"S-sorry was it uhh? purposefully loosened i didn't -"

" No! no it wasn't it was uhhh tucked back" Damon cut Enzo's stammering short with his small excited whispers. His voice light as the feathers. Damon pinched the tie at its knot and pulled its tail. Enzo's breath hitched in his throat and he flinched, his eyes momentairly rolled back into his skull.

All that left a trail of goosebumps along Damon's spine , sending blood rushing throughout his body. His Touch was barely even there, just a finger.Why did it bother him so much?

Damon's breathing picked up as his heartbeat quickened it's pace making a light blush colour his cheeks cause of the mere act. Damn it! He really needs to get a hold of himself.

Why was his body being like that? It had always been a mystery to him. This guy really had some sort effect on him didn't he? maybe it was guilt. He had done countless things to hurt this man. Pulled his heart out and crushed it and kicked it and left it to burn and he was--

( That's the problem Damon!)

Enzos eyes furrowed when he noticed the change.Was he angry? That he had touched him? his face was all red...

--And here he was standing in front of him all preetied up smelling sweet and all, having long forgiven him for his acts and getting ready for a mans marriage who he hates, for his sake, cause Damon asked after Alaric bailed, cause he would be alone...while he should be punching Damon across his face and hating hi--

(I don't wanna hate you!)

"Damon you ok? is everything alright?" Enzo asked, concern dripping from his voice his eyes his damn face!

--why is he like this? always getting up, coming back,never giving up on him, on them. EVERY damn time he lets him down?.While he should be digging him up a shallow one and then spit on it--

(cause if I hate you then i have Nothing-)

Enzo carefully examined his face. Oh! he wasn't angry he was-

"We- we should leave or we'll get late. I'll wait for you by the car, you can finish up" Damon stuttered.

(....left)

--Embarrassed.

heh! that's a funny thought. And all this because of Enzo too.

"Damon!" Enzo held him fast by his wrist pulling him close , and held on to him tight when he had turned to leave.

Damon brought his other hand up in an attempt to loosen Enzo's grip as he avoided trying to twist his arm out.

"Enzo what? what is it?...ok let go you'll ruin the crease of my suit-"

Enzo acted fast and grasped his other one too. Damon first tried to pull then looked up at him with questioning eyes. Damn he was strong. Enzo stared back.

Damon sighed and closed his eyes to ease down his racing heart. Swallowing and with a forced steadiness in his voice he practically all but whined.

Jesus this guy would be the death of him.

"Enzo please.... we need to--Mmphh!!"

Pulling him closer by his wrists to his chest Enzo leaned in.

Smashing his lips onto the older vampires ,forcing his tongue into his mouth past the lips through his teeth and having a good taste for himself.Kissing Damon wasn't enough for Enzo he wanted to devour him. Bite into him and drink his blood, cut him open and live in his skin and become one and whole. He had been holding back for so long , just a few pecks weren't enough to get him by. He wanted- no needed more! anything and everything this man had to offer.

Watch that gilbert girl hang onto his arm, kiss him, have him had set his fucking heart on fire and when she had broken up with him he had felt nothing short of relief even if he had felt a bit remorseful for Damons pained state of mind. He wasn't Damons enemy, he understood letting go people that you love even though they hurt you...hurts.

And now here he was, blushing and heart practically thumping out of his chest, opening his mouth further for him letting him have him how he wanted, all because Enzo had touched his hair, looked at him funny.

The Bitter sweet taste of burboun still on his tongue, the burning sensation of Enzos stubble, the heavy sound of their panting into each other's mouth with each kiss, the mingled smell of their sweat ,their cologne their arousal. All clouded Damon's mind and turned it into mush. And then he moaned. The filthy sound echoing out of him and bouncing off of the walls and pulling him out of his daze made him push back. What was he doing? But Enzo still chased after him, hungry, with his tongue.

"Enzo wait... i - hah!" Damon panted with a hoarse voice.

"What....what do you uhh ....do you not want me to?" Their mouths a hair breath apart, Enzo breathed onto his lips as he licked his own almost touching Damons.Both his wrists still in his hands and were held close under their chins. Their foreheads resting onto each other's Their noses smushed together The burning urge to kiss the other was barely concealed.

" N-no i do but- " This isn't fair to you.

" So whats stopping?" Fuck just kiss me already then.

" you shouldn't" You deserve better, you deserve a lot better.

"why not ?" That don't matter, never cared about that, never will, not if it's you.

"you really shouldn't" I always end up hurting people! All i do is hurt people! I don't wanna hurt you , not anymore.

"But i want to " I'd die if i don't!

" i am not worth it " I am never worth it. i am not worth you.

"you are to me" Oh Darling! if only you looked at yourself through me.

"Enzo i am a dead end !" Why don't you get it!

" Then I'll carve the fuckin road ahead!" Why won't you get it!

"....." Ti Amo....

"....." I love you....

A single tear trickled down Damons face as he closed whatever distance was left between their lips. He has let people down he has let countless people down who dared show a shred of care towards him but not this time. Enzo was too trusting too stubborn too hell bent on loving him even if he don't love him back.

This thing between them had been hanging for far too long right back from those cages but it was still so new and fragile to him. And to hell if Damon wasn't going to give every single part of his pathetic little self to safeguard it and make it work. He can't let Enzo down, not anymore. He was giving him yet another chance and this time....he was going to be worth his while. He will be enough.

They pulled back at the same time and stood panting into each other's mouth. Enzo let go of Damons hands which he enclosed around his neck. The fingers dancing in his hair. Enzo held him by his waist, drawing him in.

" We are gonna be awfully late" Enzo Huffed.

" Oh now you are worried about the time?" Damon scoffed back.

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Would you guys like Part 2?

[honeybear-yammy]

𝐄𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐒𝐭. 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

© Honeybear-Yammy, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

| $ - Smut | * - Fluff | # - Angst | ! - Dark Content |

Imagines, Blurbs & Drabbles

↳ Three's Company Too $

↳ Y/N Offering Enzo Her Blood In Exchange For Protection From Vampires Drabble *

Series/Parters

↳ nothing yet...

Headcannons

↳ nothing yet...

[viennafantasies]

𝜗𝜚- Character's I write for

Outer Banks: jj maybank, rafe cameron, john b routledge

The Vampire Diaries: damon salvatore, stefan salvatore, klaus mikaelson, kai parker, kol mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, jeremy gilbert, enzo st john

Pretty Little Liars: toby cavanaugh, caleb rivers, Jason dilaurentis

Glee: santana lopez & sam evans

Once Upon A Time: killian jones & peter pan

Brooklyn Nine Nine: jake peralta

Gossip Girl: chuck bass & nate archibald (for now)

Riverdale: archie andrews & jughead jones

The Office: luke cooper & jim halpert

Stranger Things: steve harrington & billy hargrove

Cobra Kai: miguel diaz, robbie keene & hawk aka: eli horowitz

The X Files: fox mulder

American Horror Story: tate langdon, kit walker, kyle spencer

Pen15: dustin long, brandt

Outnumbered: jake

Marvel: loki laufeyson, steve rogers, bucky barnes, peter parker

DC: bruce wayne, clark kent, dick grayson, joker

Hunger Games: finnick odair & peter malarky, ps. I haven't done cornelius bc I haven't watched the new movie :)

Harry Potter: ron weasley, draco malfoy, blaise zabini, mattheo riddle, tom riddle, lorenzo berkshire, theodore nott, lucian bole, james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, regulus black

Note: Let me know if you want any poly, my requests will be open by tomorrow. You can request whatever you want but it has to be x reader. I don't mind writing anything but be careful with warnings. I hope you have a great day!! mwah :) ps. tell me if you want fluff, smut or angst. I don't know how to do smut that well but I will try!

cba to do tags

still did it ...

[leemacher]

When We Meet Again Lorenzo St. John x Reader

Summary: Damon was always getting the two of you into and out of trouble, but when you get pulled into the Augustine Society with him, neither of you are sure if you'll ever make it out. What hurts the most though? Growing to love the vampire who'd already been there for years and being forced to listen to his screams.

Content: Reader is a Salvatore vampire, Reader's gender is never specified but is referred to using pet names like "gorgeous" and "love", mentions of child abuse, mentions of parental death, semi-graphic depictions of torture, starvation, major character death implied, angst, fluff, hurt no comfort, hurt with extremely delayed comfort, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, just barely edited

Word Count: 6.1k

a/n: I love Enzo with all my heart and I swear this man has zero fics. When this popped into my head I stopped everything to write it even though it made me cry. Enjoy!

Part 2 is imminent - not sure how many people still read for him, but if anybody wants to be tagged for it just let me know

The stinging feeling running through your veins was the first thing you noticed as you began to wake. Unable to move, even your thoughts had trouble being heard through the pounding in your skull.

The sounds of people around you talking started to ground you, and it didn’t take much longer for you to remember what happened. Damon had contacted you.

It was always Damon wasn’t it? Even when you were kids, it was always like this. When your mother died, he was your anchor. When your father was less than fatherly, he was your shield. And when you felt like causing trouble, he was your guide. Stefan was your brother, but Damon was your person.

So it made sense that when men with wooden stakes and vervain needles went after Damon, you would be right beside him then too. Although, you weren’t sure either of you were entirely happy about that.

It was the first time seeing your brother in almost ten years, you shouldn’t have to be looking at him through bars.

Bars?

Your vision focused, albeit much slower than a vampire’s vision should, and you found yourself looking through a set of prison bars. In front of you, in a cell similar to yours, was a man you had never seen before. To the right, you could barely make out your brother, who looked much better than you felt at that moment.

“D-” you tried to speak, but it ended up in a cough as your vocal cords strained to work after who knows how long. “Damon?” You tried again, struggling to sit up.

As you moved to lean against the concrete wall behind you, he spoke. “Hey, kid.” You had never heard Damon sound so, whatever this was. “How you feeling?”

You scoffed. “You led me into some sort of Van Helsing trap.” You snapped, playfully. Well, as playful as you could manage. “How do you think I’m feeling?”

Unsure of whether his silence or an apology would’ve been more concerning, you focused your energy on the man sitting across from you. “Who are you? Where are we?”

“Lorenzo St. John, at your service. Or I would be, anyway.” He spoke with a little wave and tilt of his head, and also looked as bad as you felt. His clothes were frayed and as dirty as his skin, and even in the dark cells you could see the faint remnants of blood on his body and clothes. However, with short black hair, brown eyes, and an English accent, he would’ve been someone you found attractive had you not been where you were. “Welcome to Augustine.”

Introducing yourself, because if nothing else you had basic manners, you took another glance at your brother. “Are you okay?”

Silence followed. Pushing yourself forward a little, you underestimated your strength which had steadily been coming back, and a little became a lot. Your body shot towards the bars faster than you expected, and tried grabbing onto them to stabilize yourself.

“I wouldn’t do that, gorgeous.”

You hissed in pain at the same time Lorenzo spoke. Pulling your hands away from the bars, you groaned. As anger at your predicament coursed through your veins, the tell tale black markings of a vampire began to appear under your eyes.

Before any of you had a chance to do or say anything else, another man appeared. This time, outside of a cell and with a needle of vervain in his hand. He mumbled to himself while messing with the locks on Damon’s cell.

Fear shot through you. You weren’t entirely sure what was happening, but the vervain needle accompanied by the metal rolling table he brought with him told you it couldn’t be anything good. Glancing at Lorenzo, you briefly caught him shaking his head at you before deciding to ignore him.

“Hey!” You yelled, but the man continued opening Damon’s cell. Looking at your brother, you couldn’t even tell if he was awake or not, “Hey! I’m talking to you, you ass!”

You stood up as best you could, your body fighting off the last remnants of vervain. Ignoring the stinging sensation, you began banging on the doors to the cell, yelling even louder this time. “Mr. Jackass!”

The man quickly spun around, sizing you up with his nostrils flared. You barely caught sight of Lorenzo’s wide eyes before the man had the vervain needle stuck into your arm. He opened the cell as your strength began to fade once more, mumbling something about you being more active than you should.

Being wheeled down the hall on a gross feeling medical gurney, you tried mapping out the layout of the place as best you could, but he seemed to reach his destination very quickly.

The vervain had made quick work of you, and you barely had the strength to react when the man strapped down your arms and legs.

Barely, being the key word.

“If you wanted to tie me up, all you had to do was ask.” You sassed. If you were going to go through whatever this man intended on doing to you, you were going to annoy the hell out of him in the process.

The man left your vision, and you could hear items shuffling around, clinking together every once in a while, before he walked back into your view. A tray of medical equipment and a few unsavory looking tools lay on a metal table he placed next to your body.

Shocks ran up and down your spine, fear sinking into every fiber of your being. Lorenzo was warning you not to make things worse, and in that split moment as the man carved into your torso for the first time, you wondered how long he had been here.

You refused to allow a scream to escape, instead biting down on the inside of your lip. “Oh, so you’re this kind of freaky, huh?” You said once gathering your wits.

The blade above you paused, and you smirked as the man let out a deep sigh. “Unless you’re screaming, shut up.”

The scalpel dug back in, slicing from one side of your abdomen to the other. You barely suppressed another cry of pain, thanking Guiseppe Salvatore for the first time in your life for a high pain tolerance, before speaking again as he set the scalpel down. “Make me, Bitch!”

Shortly after saying that, you felt the man’s fingers pry your skin apart, creating an opening to your stomach. Peeling layer after layer of skin, and cutting more as necessary, the man exposed the inside of your body almost surgically.

You found the strength to lift your head, watching as his hands disappeared inside your body, pushing your organs around. The pain was excruciating, but the sight of your organs and veins being moved around was even worse.

For hours after, or at least for as long as this went on, the man would smirk at every cry of pain. Taking great pleasure in the sounds he was able to bring out of you, every ounce of strength you had went into staying quiet.

Delirium had set in, and after so long, you didn’t even feel like you were alive. Just existing, forever, motionless and in pain. So much so that you didn’t even realize when it had stopped.

You barely reacted to being pushed back to your cell, or gave thought to opening your eyes for long enough to see if your brother was okay. The only reaction you felt capable of giving was a groan as your body came into contact with the stone floor of your cell.

It hadn’t occurred to you back then, but after recovering from your session you realized that the others could hear everything that happened in that room. Damon, while just as witty as you were, was less practiced in the art of silence it seemed.

“Hey,” Enzo, as you had learned to call you, spoke. “Damon said he was your brother?”

You locked eyes with Enzo through the darkness. “Yeah.”

Enzo sighed, flinching with you when Damon let out a particularly painful scream. “Do you have any other siblings?”

Stefan’s face flashed through your mind, and you were briefly grateful that him and Damon seemed to always be at odds. You don’t think you could handle both of them being here.

“Yeah. Another brother, Stefan.”

Enzo smiled kindly as a tear streamed down your face. “Tell me about him.”

So you did.

You told Enzo all about Stefan and the adventures the three Salvatore siblings would have when they were all human. Mystic Falls couldn't handle the three of you, although you were certain there wasn’t a place on earth that could.

When Katherine came around and created a rift between Stefan and Damon, it also pushed the two of them away from you. Turning into vampires however, somehow made it even worse. Damon never forgave Stefan for forcing him to turn, and because Damon was your person, you took his side.

Soon enough, it was almost like Damon was the only family you had left. Despite everything, though, Stefan was still your brother, and you promised yourself that if you ever got out, no matter what Damon wanted, you were going to fix things with him.

For what felt like hours, you told Enzo about everything you could think of. And anytime Damon’s screams hit you too hard, he asked a question or started a story of his own. Together, the two of you took each other’s minds off of where you were.

When Damon was finally dropped back in his cell, the three of you promised that one day you would all make it out. And when you did, you would burn this place to the ground.

“You remember the time you broke your wrist because George Lockwood called you cute?”

You groaned as loudly as you could, ignoring the stinging in your throat as you did so. “Why must you always bring that up?”

Enzo chuckled at the two of you, raising his eyebrow at you questioningly. “You what?”

Damon laughed as you hid your face behind your hands. “George Lockwood was a suitor of hers back in the day. Father thought marrying the two of them would bring both of our families a higher status in the world.”

“And you broke your wrist because he flirted with you?” Enzo laughed along with Damon.

“No!” You shot both men a pointed glare. “I broke my wrist because I tripped and fell.”

“Because he was flirting with you.” Damon chipped in.

“Because I was flustered and wasn’t paying attention to where I was going!” You corrected.

Damon smirked at you from his cell, continuing to tease you. Today was a rare day where none of you were carted off to be ripped apart, and though that meant that none of you would be fed the tiniest bit of blood in existence to heal and thus were all practically starving, this was still classified as a good day. “Because he was flirting with you.”

You groaned again, rolling your eyes. “I was sixteen, Damon. I wasn’t supposed to be good at flirting back then.”

“As opposed to now, I assume?” Enzo pitched in, his eyebrows raised.

“I’ll have you know, I could have any man eating out of my hand if I so wished.”

“George excluded?” Damon smiled. “Or is it just the men who you like that make you prone to running into things?”

“As if I needed clumsiness to drive men away.” You gave Damon a playful glare. “Anyone who I’ve ever been interested in, this one has chased away.” You said, glancing at Enzo and watching as he made a face of understanding.

“Well it’s a good thing I can’t go anywhere then.” Enzo said, his voice dropping slightly. “And with no way to run into anything, you can flirt to your heart’s content.”

You raised an eyebrow, pretending to look him up and down. “As if I’d want to flirt with you.”

“Please,” Enzo smiled, and you found yourself mirroring it, as he spread his arms out beside him. “I’m a catch.”

“You’d be lucky if you even got a moment with me, stud.” You mocked, teasingly.

“And I’d savor that moment for the rest of my existence.”

Damon cut back into the conversation with a loud groan and a bang. “If you’re gonna flirt, can you at least do it while I’m being tortured?” You giggled while Enzo held back a laugh. “It’s less painful.”

“How you feeling?” Enzo spoke softly to you.

After a particularly rough session, in which Damon was immediately carted off for his turn, you could barely manage to lift your head up off the ground. You tried to speak, but even that felt like too much.

“That bad, huh?” You could hear the soft smile in his voice. “And here I was thinking you were invincible.”

The faintest of smiles crossed your face, and for a moment silence filled the cells. With no noise except the faintest clinking sounds of the men in the room over preparing to cut into Damon, you had time to think about or rather acknowledge the thoughts that had been rolling through your head as of late.

When you first got here, your only thought was of how to get out. For you, it wasn’t an if, but a when, and when you did you had plans upon plans of how you would get back at the people who put you and your brother through hell. Now though? Now it felt as if there was no escape.

It was as if there would never be anything other than pain. You began to wonder what it would be like to die here, or if they’d ever let you die. You didn’t know which was worse.

Gathering all of your strength, you weren’t even sure if Enzo would hear you when you spoke. “Keep talking.”

A second passed before you heard Enzo sigh. “It seems somewhat sad to say, but I think you and Damon are the only two friends I’ve ever truly had.”

For the most part, Enzo avoided talking about himself and his past, saying that there wasn’t much to tell. Because of this, anytime he had to talk for more than five minutes at a time, it landed more on you or Damon.

Though more recently, his ramblings tended to land on you, and this time was no exception.

“The two of you showing up was unexpected after being alone here for so long. You more than your brother.” He scoffed to himself. “You could barely move and yet still, the first thing you did was piss off the doc. Thought you were an idiot if I’m being honest.”

“But then I realized what you were doing. Damon did too, which he was pissed about by the way.” You exhaled roughly in a laugh at that. “Either way you definitely weren’t what I was expecting.”

“As shitty as it sounds, I’m sort of glad you’re here.” He paused. “Don’t know if I would’ve survived just your brother.” His laugh sounded strained, as if there was more he wanted to say, but it was a welcome sound all the same. 

The more time passed, the more commonplace those kinds of conversations were. When Enzo or you had a tough session, the other would slip into rambling about anything they could think of. Depending on how everything was timed, Damon would be there too, joining in but mostly listening to whoever was talking.

Even when years had passed and  you felt as though you had shared all your stories and talked about everything under the sun, you’d all sit around and pretend you hadn’t heard the same story seven times already just so that you could have something to laugh at again. So much so that George Lockwood became a running joke.

“I’m no George, but I know a thing or two about…” being a common one. “George would never,” and even better, because he was a dick, “George definitely would.”

One of these conversations, however, caught you off guard.

“I think we have a plan.” Enzo’s voice pulled you out of your pain induced exhaustion.

Shortly after, you pulled yourself up into a sitting position and pushed them to explain. Enzo told Damon about the Augustine’s party that was hosted every once in a while. They brought the vampires in cages upstairs and showed off everything they had learned through their torture, while scientists and other guests gawked at the monsters in captivity.

Because of how weak they kept the vampires, the people of Augustine didn’t really invest that much into security. If one of them were to have a little bit more strength, they could get out. Or attempt it anyway.

It was decided that Damon would get all of Enzo’s share of blood for the foreseeable future, as you couldn’t get nor give any of yours to either of them while being on the other side of the hall. Damon would then be able to overpower any of the Augustine scientists and get all three of them out when the time came.

“So, we’re actually gonna,” you cut yourself off. Even when whispering the fear that someone could overhear rocketed through you.

“Yeah, we are.” Damon reassured. “All of us.”

“So,” Enzo asked, quietly. Damon had fallen asleep some time ago, and you and Enzo had been sitting, staring at each other in silence since. “What’s the first thing your going to do when we get out?”

“Other than find someone to eat?” You smirked, matching his volume. Enzo chuckled, and nodded for you to give a real answer. Thinking for a moment, you knew there was no other answer. “I’m gonna fix things with Stefan. You?”

Enzo paused, then gave a half smile. “I’m gonna take you on a date.”

You almost choked on your saliva, your eyes going wide. His smile widened at your reaction, and you let out a nervous giggle before responding. “No really.”

“Really.” He said. “I’ve been sitting here, staring at the most amazing, wonderful creature in existence, being unable to do anything but admire for years.” Looking at him, there was never a moment where he looked more genuine in the whole time you had been here, and you could feel your heartbeat speed up at the realization.

“I’ll follow you anywhere, if you’d allow it, gorgeous.” The two of you held eye contact through the darkness. “But I’m starting with a date.”

You glanced away, checking to see that Damon was still asleep. “Uh huh. And,” you paused for a moment locking eyes with Enzo again. “Say I said yes to this date,” even in the darkness you could see his face light up, “how would that go?”

It seemed that smile was permanently etched on his face. “Well, I’m a little behind on the times, but I have a few ideas.”

You gestured for him to continue, keeping a smirk on your face like you weren’t dying to know what he would say next.

“I’m thinking flowers, a classic,” you nodded, echoing him. “I’d ask you to get all dressed up and take you somewhere that serves whatever you want, and we’d drink and dance and torment anyone who was rude to us through the night.” Your lips quirked upward without your say. “Then I’d take you to a clearing in the woods, or to a lake or wherever was close, and dance with you there under the stars.”

Enzo leaned forward slightly, and you found yourself doing the same. “Yeah?”

Chuckling quietly to himself, he continued. “Yeah. My favorite part is that the whole night I’d be teasing you. Flirting, and affectionate, and getting just close enough that you think at any point I’d kiss you. But,” He gave a shit eating grin. “I’m nothing if not a gentleman, and you’d be waiting all night until I drop you off at wherever you're staying before kissing you until you can’t breathe.”

“And if I invited you in?” Enzo raised his eyebrows at you. “Would you still be a gentleman then?”

“Well, now. Who would I be to deny you?”

The next few months you felt like a weight had been lifted off of your shoulders. With every day you were one step closer to being free. It was obvious in all of you, the fear of it not working out was overshadowed by the hope and the belief that soon it would be over.

Laughter became lighter, the conversations became easier, and the pain felt like nothing. It was terrifying, but electrifying at the same time, especially for you and Damon.

The scientists at Augustine had decided that in order to make sure that the vampires were ready for being showcased, and that everything was perfectly prepared, they would end their “experiments” for a week before the event. You and Damon had already had your last session, and while you were worried for Enzo, all three of you were content with the knowledge that this was the last time you would ever see the nasty end of a scalpel.

“I never could get into reading. Especially now that they have films, why would I read something when now I can just watch it.” Damon’s voice rang loudly through the cell hall.

“You could never get into reading because you're an idiot, mate.” You laughed loudly at Enzo’s comment.

“He didn’t even grow up with you and he knows.”

Damon glared. “Ha ha ha, you’re hilarious.”

Enzo went to say something else, probably calling Damon another name, when the door to the hall opened and the tell-tale sound of gurney wheels rolling down the hall reverberated through their cells. Your heart sped up and you looked at Enzo, worried.

All of you knew what was coming. Enzo looked back at you, and smiled softly. Nodding his head at you, you watched as the scientist vervained Enzo and pulled him out of his cell.

His eyes never left yours as they laid him on the gurney and strapped him down, and as much as you wanted to look away, you held his gaze. Enzo clenched his jaw before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. As they wheeled him out, you whispered, “Just one more.”

This time, out of all the others, it was impossible to focus on anything other than his screams. It was almost as if they knew what the vampires had been planning and were making sure that they hurt Enzo as much as they could just one last time.

You could hear every disgusting sound that came with them ripping into him, and every whimper Enzo let out as a result. You swore you could ever hear the sound of tears dropping on the ground.

As time flew by in Augustine, you’d debated with yourself what the worst thing about it was. Was it the starvation? The torture? The looks of the scientists who saw you as an animal to dissect over and over and over again?

No, this was it.

Being forced to listen to Enzo cry out in pain for hours on end. Not even listening to Damon get hurt was this intense. As much as you hated to say it, growing up with him and your father had made you accustomed to your brother in pain. But with Enzo it was different.

Knowing that Enzo had been here, enduring this for so long by himself, only to deal with again every single day. A never ending nightmare in which you couldn’t do a damn thing about it. You couldn’t even hold him.

All you could do was sit and listen as he suffered, and hope that this time wouldn’t be the time that broke him, because if he broke, you knew that you would surely follow.

Hours passed by, in which the only thing that kept you sane was picturing him smiling, flirting with you as he always did just because he knew it would make you laugh. Finally, finally the screaming stopped.

You opted to stay silent while the scientists brought him back in. Pissing them off and potentially getting yourself attacked because of it didn’t seem like the best thing to do. As soon as they left the room, you were as close to the bars as you could be without being burned by the vervain.

“Enzo?” He didn’t respond. “Enzo?” You spoke a little louder, your voice trembling slightly.

He laid still, not even groaning, and even Damon looked slightly worried. He should’ve been healing faster than this, and he would’ve if he’d had more blood in his system.

“Enzo, please! Just, say something. Or move, or groan or something.” Your breath was caught in your chest. In the whole time you’d been here, you’d rarely seen him this bad.

After what felt like hours of waiting, Enzo finally stirred with a soft groan. “Enzo?”

He groaned again, unmoving despite having seemed to have gathered a small bit of strength. You glanced over to Damon’s cell where he looked just as concerned as you were.

Before you could say more, the scientist came back in and set down the tiny cups of blood in front of the cells and then promptly walked back out.

Enzo began moving then. Very slowly he made his way to the front of the cell and slowly slid his cup towards Damons cell.

“Wait, Enzo.” He paused, his face scrunched up as he looked at you. “You should take yours today.” You glanced at Damon who nodded at you. “You need to heal.”

“I’ll be fine, gorgeous.” His voice was scratchy and barely audible. Hearing it made tears that you had been holding off before gather in your eyes.

You slowly moved towards the front of your cell as you spoke. “I’m serious, Enzo. Damon can survive one day without it, you-”

“So can I.” For the first time since you’d got here, his piercing glare was on you instead of one of your torturers. “We need to stick to the plan.”

You sighed out in frustration. “We have been, and you're in so much pain you can barely move.” Leaning against the wall just before the bars, you watched as Enzo’s expression softened. “Please, just… Take a little at least, please.”

Enzo closed his eyes, on the verge of listening to your tearful begging, but ultimately shook his head. Sliding the cup the rest of the way, he mirrored your position against the wall and locked eyes with you. “Just a few more days, gorgeous. Then you can hold me till I feel better.”

You let your head fall back against the wall, and watched as Enzo tried to reassure you by smiling through the pain. “Fine,” as soon as the words left your mouth Damon had his hands on the cup. “But I’m mad at you for it.”

“I know.”

Finally. Finally. It was happening.

After five long, hard years, the day had come. Enzo had healed, eventually, Damon was stronger than everyone thought, and you were the focus of the scientists because of your previous attitude. Everything was coming together and in just a little longer, you would all be free.

You tried not to let it show on your face, but anytime you glanced at Enzo or Damon, you knew that you had the same light in your eyes as they did. All three of you were waiting for the perfect moment, hope was no longer just a distant sound you were clinging onto desperately. Your escape was right in front of you, practically pulling you towards it, and you were ready.

Men and women walked and talked all around you, though never too close to the cages despite believing they were perfectly safe. The smell of blood filled with vervain was all around you, and you were half tempted to drain one of them just so that they knew how it felt to feel the blood slowly leaving your body, unable to move or fight, knowing that the only thing you could do was wait for whatever you attacker decided to do with you.

Just one look at Enzo and you could tell he was debating the same thing.

One of the scientists from Augustine began talking, some long speech about his research and the saving of mankind. You rolled your eyes at that, and the man standing next to your cage tapped the side of it in warning.

Damon glanced over at you, nodding subtly. The men then moved to open Damon’s cage to show off their “domesticated vampire.” They pulled him out, and Damon played the part. Ducking his head and feigning exhaustion, the scientists let their guard down.

A woman got close to your cage while admiring Damon, and thus your part of the plan came into play. You snarled at her, lunging within your cage and ignoring the vervain lacing it.

The man watching over you immediately jumped into action, poking you with a wooden spear, also laced in vervain. Until the main scientist told him to stop.

He handed Damon over to two of the other scientists, and turned to you, motioning for the woman to back up and for someone to start undoing the door to your cage.

“You all must be wondering how we’ve accomplished such a feat. Making vampire’s docile and having them under our control.” Three men pulled you out of your cage, one of them holding a stake to your back just in case. “Most of it has to do with their diet, only giving them enough to stay alive and moving while we conduct our experiments, but the other part of our system is a little more, hands on.”

He grabbed one of the stakes from someone near him and plunged it into your stomach. “You see, with their healing capabilities not at full capacity, it doesn’t take much to render them useless.”

You gritted your teeth, holding back the scream you wanted to let out. Before you knew it, Damon had killed the two men holding him while everyone was focused on you. Chaos had broken out.

Everyone who wasn’t a part of Augustine began to run for their lives, while the ones who worked there tried getting him under control. But, just as you had planned, he was stronger than they expected him to be.

You threw the men on you away from you with what strength you had, snapping the neck of the main scientist who stood in front of you, paralyzed in shock and fear.

Damon went after the remaining Augustine employees while you tried getting Enzo’s cage open, hissing in pain at the vervain. In fighting off the humans, Damon had knocked over a lantern, and fire had begun to spread.

The smoke quickly filled up the room, and in your weakened state you could barely stand to be in the building.

“Go,” Damon came up behind you, covered in blood. “I’ll get him out, but you need to leave.” He grabbed your arms, steadying you when you continued fighting with the cage door. “I can’t carry you both.”

You glanced at Enzo, your breaths both speeding up in fear and becoming short and heavy from the fire. “Get out of here, watch out for any more of them coming.”

A second more passed before you nodded, and rushed out of the building. You took a deep breath, falling to your knees and feeling free for the first time in five years. Doing what Enzo had asked, you used your sensitive hearing to listen for any sounds in the woods, hoping that everyone from Augustine was lying dead in that building.

A few moments later, Damon came walking out of the building. You rushed over to him and pulled him into a hug, and he tensed when you looked around.

“Where’s Enzo?” He hung his head, and tried pushing you away from the building, eyes glimmering in guilt.

“We need to go.” He said, his voice tight and heavy. 

You pushed him away. “You-... No!” Rushing forward, you tried getting back into the building, but got stopped.

“We’re leaving. Now!” You shook your head violently, trying to fight your way through him, but he was too strong.

“I’m not leaving without him, Damon!” Tears began running down your face at the realization that Damon was going to leave him behind. “How could you- No!”

“Listen!” He stopped you, and at the look on his face, you did. Footsteps through the woods hit your ears. So many footsteps. “Someone saw the smoke and their coming, I can’t get the door open and the fire almost took everything.” He pulled you into a hug. “We can’t save him, kid.”

You held the hug for a moment, before gathering every bit of strength you had left in you, and shoved him away. Anger and sadness filled you. “Then I’ll die with him!”

Rushing back into the building, and leaving Damon behind, you appeared in front of Enzo’s cage. His eyes were sunken in and tears were streaming down them.

Enzo and you both started banging on the cage door, pulling and trying to break the lock. But between the fire, the vervain, and not having the strength to do anything, the cage door was winning.

The footsteps reached Enzo’s ears as the fire got closer and closer to him and you. A shock ran through him, and despite being hurt by Damon’s betrayal, he suddenly realized that he was right. You would die here with him if you didn’t leave.

Enzo said your name, yelling it when you didn’t respond. “You need to leave.”

At his words, you paused, eyes shooting up to him. “What? No!”

Your hands swiftly went back to trying to break the lock, ignoring the bright red burning of your flesh as you did. But Enzo wouldn’t have it. “Please, if you don’t leave you’ll die!”

“I don’t care!”

His hands shot through the bars and grabbed yours. “Well I do!”

You could hear men trying to push their way through the fallen ceiling debris, forcing their way closer to you on one side, while the fire got closer on the other.

“I will see you again, I promise you.” Enzo spoke quickly, his undead heart beating faster and faster at the thought of you dying for him. “But you need to leave, run please!”

Tears fell faster and faster down your face, and a crash sounded behind you, men shouting. “I love you!” You said, holding his hand for the first time. “I love you, Enzo.”

He squeezed your hands in his own, his expression a mixture of sorrow and elation that mirrored yours.

“Then live for me.”

You ducked out into the woods, running as fast as you could, which given all the vervain in your system from the stake from earlier and the men chasing you down, wasn’t very fast even for a human.

Stumbling around, you could barely see in front of you, tears blinding your vision. The sound of running behind you kept you going though, you would not be taken back. Not after everything.

A sound up ahead of you caught your attention, and the smell of human blood invaded your senses. Another vampire?

You pushed your way through the trees, heading towards the sound hoping you would run into another of your kind. If anything they’d probably kill the men with stakes and vervain and leave you to die, or at least be a distraction for you to get away.

An arrow whizzed past your head and you narrowly dodged a second one. The third however, struck you in the leg. The burning of vervain entering your system hit you immediately.

You cried out, pushing forwards still. “You fuckers!”

In moments, you came upon a man, no, he was a vampire. An older gentleman in a suit, feeding on a woman. He eyed you curiously before another arrow shot through the air, striking you in the back.

“Please,” you whimpered, shoving yourself towards the man who dropped the woman’s body to catch you. “Help me.”

“Hold on.”

The man set you on the ground, before leaving to go after the men who were chasing you. Their screams filled your ears, and you would’ve smirked had you not been sobbing on the ground.

Damning Damon for leaving Enzo behind, damning yourself for not being able to save him, and damning Enzo, most of all, for making you fall in love with him.

A silence fell over the woods, and you slipped in and out of delirium. You felt yourself choking on your own breath, your face wet with tears and blood, the man from before hovered over you.

Though you could tell he was speaking, no sound reached your ears. The only thing to leave your lips before slipping into the darkness being, “I’m sorry.”

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Rules:

I do/will write nsfw works!

Minors are allowed to interact with my page and my works, I just ask, not my nsfw works. But I don't control what you read on the internet, I just ask that minors not read those ones. Everything else is okay!

I don't commonly write m/m or male reader in general because I am not a male, but I can attempt (and hopefully do good) on a masc reader!

Anonymous asks are welcomed!

I don't write for character/character, (but I may in terms of gangbangs + threesomes 🤭.)

Please be specific on what gender, character, type, ect!

I will not write anything related to r@pe, 1ncest (this includes st3p-cest), p3d0, non-con drugged s3x, and cheating.

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊

What I'll write for:

• The sandman

• Ghost (the characters, not the people behind the mask.)

• The vampire diaries

• Arcane (the show)

- I will add more as I get into more fandoms!

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊

A little about me:

• I'm a Scorpio.

• I'm currently obsessed with Ghost (again).

• My favorite colour is pink!

• I love annotating and analyzing absolutely anything.

• I'm learning French right now!

• I'm from Canada.

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊

Masterlist:

• ❤️ = Smut/nsfw

• 🩷 = Fluff

• 💙 = Angst

• 💛 = Crack

• 💜 = Comfort

• 🌸 = Fem reader

• 🪽 = Gn reader

• 💌 = Drabble

• 💟 = Headcannons

• 🎀 = Ficlet

• 💋 = Full fic

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰

Morpheus (dream)

Nothing here yet

Desire

Nothing here yet

Lucifer

Nothing here yet

Death

Nothing here yet

Hob galding

Nothing here yet

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Papa Nihil (young and old)

slow mornings 🩷🪽💌 (old Nihil)

Papa Emeritus I (Primo)

Nothing here yet

Papa Emeritus II (Secondo)

Nothing here yet

Papa Emeritus III (Terzo)

Nothing here yet

Papa Emeritus IV (Copia)

shower sex ❤️🌸💌

parental worries 🩷🌸💌

Dewdrop/Sodo

Baking shenanigans 🩷💛🪽💌

Height troubles 🩷🌸🎀

Cold evenings 🩷🪽💌

Rut headcannons ❤️🌸🪽💟

wet dreams ❤️🌸💌

comfort headcannons 🩷💜🪽💟

if you're sick 🩷🪽💟

comfort after a long day 🩷🌸🎀

Rain

Soft dom and needy Rain ❤️🌸💌

stormy cuddles 🩷🪽🎀

caught you ❤️🌸💋

Rut headcannons ❤️🌸🪽💟

comfort headcannons 🩷💜🪽💟

praise kink ❤️🌸💋

if you're sick 🩷🪽💟

pregnant ghoulette headcannons 🩷🌸💟

you're a mermaid 🩷🪽💟

Phantom

personal problems ❤️🌸💋

Rut headcannons ❤️🌸🪽💟

forbidden romance 🩷🌸💋

if you're sick 🩷🪽💟

pregnant ghoulette headcannons 🩷🌸💟

nb phantom coming out 🩷🪽💌

Mountain

possessive mountain pt 1(?) ❤️🌸💋

Rut headcannons ❤️ 🌸 🪽 💟

comfort headcannons 🩷💜🪽 💟

vampire troubles ❤️🌸💋

if you're sick 🩷 🪽 💟

Swiss

horny Swiss thoughts ❤️🌸💌

plus sized reader ❤️🌸💋

Rut headcannons ❤️ 🌸 🪽 💟

if you're sick 🩷 🪽 💟

you're a mermaid 🩷🪽💟

Cirrus

Rut headcannons ❤️ 🌸 🪽 💟

if you're sick 🩷 🪽 💟

Cumulus

Cumulus' punishment ❤️🪽💌

Rut headcannons ❤️ 🌸 🪽 💟

comfort headcannons 🩷💜🪽 💟

if you're sick 🩷 🪽 💟

you're a mermaid 🩷 🪽 💟

Aurora

Rut headcannons ❤️ 🌸 🪽 💟

if you're sick 🩷 🪽 💟

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Damon Salvatore

dating headcannons 🩷🪽💟

blood drinking ❤️🪽💌

Stefan Salvatore

Nothing here yet

Elena Gilbert

Nothing here yet

Jeremy Gilbert

Nothing here yet

Jenna Sommers

Nothing here yet

Bonnie Bennett

Nothing here yet

Caroline Forbes

Nothing here yet

Elijah Mikaelson

Nothing here yet

Niklaus Mikaelson

Nothing here yet

Rebekah Mikaelson

Nothing here yet

Kol Mikaelson

Nothing here yet

Finn Mikaelson

Nothing here yet

Alaric Saltzman

Nothing here yet

Katerina Petrova / Kathrine Pierce

Isobel Flemming

Nothing here yet

Nadia Petrova

Nothing here yet

(I'm sorry if I don't have all the characters. I'm only on season five. 😅)

Nothing here yet

Wes Maxfield

Nothing here yet

Aaron Whitmore

Nothing here yet

Lorenzo "Enzo" St. John

Nothing here yet

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Jinx

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Violet (Vi)

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Ekko

post bridge scene comfort 🩷💜🪽💋

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Vander

sick days 🩷🪽💌

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

pining eachother 🩷🌸💌

pining eachother pt.2 ❤️🌸💋

Grayson

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Marcus

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Caitlyn Kiramman

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Viktor

aphrodisiac sex ❤️🌸💋

lovely nights 🩷💜🪽💌

childhood friends to lovers 🩷🪽💋

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

birthday fluff 🩷🌸💌

Jayce Talis

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Mel medarda

s/o with a good singing voice 🩷🪽💟

Ambessa Medarda

Nothing here yet

Silco

Nothing here yet

Sevika

Starlight 🩷🌸💋

Finn

married life 🩷🪽💌

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RK800 / Connor

Nothing here yet

Hank Anderson

Nothing here yet

Gavin Reed

Nothing here yet

AX400 / Kara

Nothing here yet

RK200 / Markus

Nothing here yet

WR400 / North

Nothing here yet

PL600 / Simon

Nothing here yet

TR400 / Luther

Nothing here yet

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⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊

[vamp1rex]

𝜗𝜚 Meet the writer 𝜗𝜚

❝scream queen❞

𝜗𝜚 Who am l? my name is Vami or Vam. I go by she/her. Twenty1. I currently reside in Australia. Pansexual. I love the colour red (if it already isn’t obvious), horror movies & movie posters. My favourite thing to do is listen to Deftones and the smiths on repeat for hours.

I’m the type of person to always be energetic when around the right people. Most times l’m online—and l love to study various topics.

𝜗𝜚 Who do l write for? Anakin Skywalker, Padme Amidala, Stiles stillinski, James potter, Peter Mellark, katniss Everdeen, Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank, Jess Mariano, Peter Parker, Elena Gilbert, Klaus Mikealson, Katherine Pierce, Lorenzo St John, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Jennifer Check, Marcus Lopez, Theodore Nott, and ect.

𝜗𝜚 What do l write? Smut, fluff, angst. And yes l do take requests.

𝜗𝜚 What are my rules? firstly, mdni. Secondly, l don’t write for characters under the age of 17 involving smut. I will not condone homophobe on my blogs, nor any hate speech. I don’t write scat, pee, rape, molestation, Pedophilia kinks.

[splatooshy]

NUMBER 2

Story Of Us — human au, coming of age, founding families of mystic falls kinda thing.

main pairings (endgame pairings): damon/enzo, stefan/elena.

featured characters / ages in main storyline: damon salvatore (17), stefan salvatore (15), lorenzo st. john (17), elena gilbert (15), jeremy gilbert (13), katherine sommers-pierce (16), jenna sommers (18), klaus mikaelson (17/18), rebekah mikaelson (14), kol mikaelson (16), elijah mikaelson (20), henrik mikaelson (13), finn mikaelson (23), freya mikaelson (24), caroline sinclair* (15), davina sinclair (14), hayley lockwood (18), tyler lockwood (16), rose-marie barnett (18), andie starr (17), alaric saltzman (19), matt donovan (15), lexi branson (18), anna zhu (13), bonnie bennett (16), sage adams (20), meredith fell (17).

other relationships / friendships

elena/matt, jeremy/anna, katherine/elijah (unreq.), damon/rose, damon/katherine, stefan/rebekah, elijah/jenna/alaric (🔺), elijah/hayley, klaus/hayley, kol/davina, kol/bonnie, bonnie/katherine, caroline/matt, caroline/tyler, rose/elijah, jenna/andie/rose (implied/ref.), finn/sage. damon&klaus, damon&kol&enzo, caroline&rebekah, elena&bonnie&caroline, stefan&rebekah&caroline, jeremy&anna&henrik, tyler&matt&stefan, rose&andie&jenna, elijah&alaric, davina&anna&kol, damon&katherine&enzo, katherine&rebekah.

notes:

- there r other side plots, but i haven’t even started to outline them.

- enzo gets kicked out of home at some point, and damon insists that he stay with the salvatores (on damon’s bedroom couch/damon’s bed), giuseppe is still an abusive dick but he’s also pretty absent and very drunk.

- mikaelson parents are similar to canon dynamics-wise, just… milder. human levels of shitty parenting.

- gilberts parents r alive, but jeremy and elena go stay with katherine and jenna every holidays,

- liz has care/davina, good with the girls but also super busy … the girls are always hanging out w/ the salvatores ‘cause liz and giuseppe find it convenient (self-babysitting),

- klaus and damon have a deal where they pretend their injuries were from fighting each other (probably began one day when they did get into a fight and the next day, there were bruises that didn’t match, unspoken agreement/alliance)

- angst. so much angst. 60% internalised homophobia and 40% externalised homophobia.

- enzo works in a bar, plays guitar there some nights. (damon coincidentally turns up whenever live musics playing, eventually says something like “the food at this restaurant is crappy, i just come to watch you play/sing.”) their dynamic is very “i always tease you because that’s just our thing we tease each other but for some reason you snapped at me and are you okay? what’s wrong?” and their friendship began one day when damon was all “I took a liking to you the second you tried to bullshit your way through your forgotten motivational speech assignment in class by just reciting the lyrics to 'Circle of Life’ from the Lion King and seeing how long you could get away with it.” and enzo’s just “yeah. got an a for it, too.”

- street urchin x rich boy aesthetic.

- enzo’s too stubborn to ask for help and damon’s too stubborn to let it go (and vice versa.) [you showed up at my place in the middle of the night with bruises and blood and you won’t say what happened so I just lead you into the bathroom and clean you up//your hands ache and your knuckles are bleeding and you won’t tell me why so I’m gonna bandage them and hold your hand while we sit here in companionable silence.]

- damon’s very impulsive and acts all ‘i don’t care’ yet he gets up at the crack of dawn to feed the neighbourhood cats. enzo’s all old boots and roughhousing in public, but at home he’s really shakespeare and chamomile tea.

- late at night when enzo can’t sleep he throws pebbles at damon’s window and they go sit on the rooftop, hanging out, sharing a joint and secret smiles while enzo spouts all this deep philosophical bullshit he got out of whichever novel damon’s lent him lately, and damon just listens, commenting here and there, until they eventually fall asleep with their legs tangled and bodies pressed together.

yeah.

* #namechange

ok ok wait i have 3 fic ideas im gonna paste some of my notes for them here. idk which one i wanna do first. @crossedsabers10s you haven’t posted on ao3 in a MONTH. i literally have your profile pinned as a tab on safari so i can refresh and see.

shame on you. i shall uncross your sabers

I CANT FIND MY DVD PLAYER SO I CANT WATCH MY VALUE DVD OF BEAR IN THE BIG BLUE HOUSE

[samdeancass]

Whatever It Takes

Requested by: Anonymous

Pairing: Enzo x fem!human!reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Characters: Enzo, Y/N, Stefan, Damon.

Description: Y/N is pregnant with Enzo’s baby, but the baby isn’t human. They both do whatever it takes to keep them both alive.

Enzo was over the moon when you told him that you were pregnant. All he ever wanted was his own family and he loved the fact that he was starting it with you. Something became very wrong, however, when, a few months into your pregnancy, Enzo noticed that you were becoming very fragile. Your skin was turning pale white and you barely had any weight left on you.

He took you to see Damon and Stefan to see if they could shine a light on what could be happening to you. The brothers both looked at each other with sadness in their eyes and looked back at Enzo, who’s eyes were wide with frustration. “Enzo, we... we think that the baby is feeding on Y/N, feeding on her blood. We think that the baby is a vampire.”

Enzo was speechless. He looked over at your fragile form lying on the sofa and his eyes filled with tears. He couldn’t lose you, but he also couldn’t lose his baby. You both meant so much to him. He had to do everything he could to save you, whatever it took.

He wiped his eyes and looked over at the Salvatores. “I need to figure out a way to save them both, and I could do with your help. I can’t lose either of them.” Damon walked over and clapped him on the shoulder. “Whatever you need, man. I’m here. We both are.” Stefan nodded in agreement and gave a small smile before following Damon out of the room.

Enzo walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to you, tucking a few strands of hair behind your ear and placing a kiss to your forehead. “Don’t worry, love. Everything’s going to be alright.”

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Over the next couple of months, you, Enzo and the Salvatores talked through a lot of different scenarios of how to keep both you and the baby alive. The only thing that seemed to have worked, though, is blood. Stefan had an idea that with the fact that the baby was living off your blood, you should be drinking it too.

At first, even the thought of it made you uneasy. You flat out refused which really worried Enzo. You were bedridden at this point, you couldn’t move at all because you were so weak. “Please, my love, just give it a try. It could be the one thing that saves your life.” Looking into the sad eyes of your boyfriend was more than enough to get you to change your mind. With all of your strength, you leaned over and placed your hand on top of his, lacing your fingers together. “Ok, Enzo, I’ll do it.”

And that is what had gotten you through the last few months of your pregnancy. However, though, within the last few weeks you started to deteriorate again and seemingly died giving birth. Enzo sprung into action though, and did the first thing he could think of: feeding you his blood. He pierced his wrist and whizzed to your side, pressing his wrist to your mouth. 

He stood back with tears streaming down his face, hoping that he was quick enough. Minutes went by and you still hadn’t woken up. He dropped to his knees and let out a heart wrenching sob as the realisation dawned on him. However, a warm hand on his shoulder alerted him and he looked up to see your face smiling, beaming at him. 

Enzo jumped up and engulfed you, peppering kisses all over your face. “I thought I was too late. I thought I lost you. I know you never wanted to be a vampire but I also knew that you wouldn’t want our child without a mother.” You leaned back and looked into Enzo’s eyes, complete forgiveness in your features. “It’s alright, Enzo. I’m still here because of you and that’s all I can ask for. I love you will all my heart, Lorenzo St.John, and I always will.”

You leaned in and pressed a passionate kiss to his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck. He quickly returned the kiss, his arms tightening around your waist. You broke the kiss and smiled down at him. “Now, shall we go and see our daughter?” You got up and held a hand out for Enzo to take and you both made your way to see your daughter. 

Enzo had finally gotten the family he had longed for for so long and he was never going to let anything else happen to either of you.

[babeydollx]

🍑 Enzo St. John Masterlist 🍑

© Maybanks-Luver, please do not steal or translate my work

| 🍑 - Smut | 🍒 - Fluff | 🍓 - Angst | 🍋 - Dark Content |

🍑 Imagines, Blurbs, & Drabbles 🍑

↳ Three's Company Too 🍑

↳ Enzo reacting to you agreeing to be his blood donor in exchange for his protection against other vampires 🍒

↳ Hot and Bothered 🍑

🍑 Series/Parters 🍑

↳ nothing yet...

🍑 Headcannons 🍑

↳ nothing yet...

[starlightandfairies]

Drinking Buddies ~Damon Salvatore~

Description: Damon and reader share stories over a couple of drinks.

Warnings: she/her pronouns, fluff, angst, mentions of drinking, writing gets lazy at the end

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 729

First Person POV

"So, I see a closed bar is where all buried guilt-ridden people come." I rolled my eyes once I heard his voice, it was not the voice I wanted to hear in this moment and I could practically feel his smirk radiating in the room. 

"Damon. Pleasure to see you again." I spoke, putting the glass of bourbon to my lips, placed it on the bar counter and swivelled around to face the cocky vampire. 

"What guilt is eating at you?" 

"I thought you said I have buried guilt? I have no guilt..." I denied, pouring myself another drink and pouring one for Damon as well. He took the glass, sitting beside me, clinking his glass with me and forced me to stare at him. 

"That is what guilt-ridden people do who hide their pain, we deflect." 

"This is talking from experience, yeah?" I taunted, raising an eyebrow as Damon chuckled lowly, the man made a face and waited to hear how he would deny what I said. 

"Oh, yeah... I am talking from experience." I looked at Damon surprised, I didn't expect him to admit that, he smirked once again and pulled my chair closer to him. 

"What? Didn't expect me to admit to that?" 

"No, I didn't but good on you, Damon you're growing as an immortal person." 

"Come on, talk to me, I'm a great listener when I want to be. I know I don't make it seem like it's true but I do care and you don't seem like you're enjoying yourself. So what happened?" I took a breath, shrugging slightly and made a sound as Damon took the glass from my hand.

"You don't get this back until you talk, so talk." 

"Fine, Damon... with everything going on, it's just hard to adjust to sometimes. I feel like I'm still in shock at times, like when do we get a break? When is someone not dying? I'm so sick and tired of all of this. I hate it. As much as I love all this supernatural crap that exists, there are times when I wish I didn't know so I didn't have this guilt on my shoulders knowing that so many people have died because of the baddies we deal with or people are dead because we had to kill them to survive." 

He passed me back my glass, rubbing my shoulder, as I took a drink and seemed to be trying to formulate a plan to offer some kind of comfort. 

"Look, I'll be honest, there are times when I wish the same. I wonder what my life would've been like if I hadn't met Katherine and if I hadn't become this but then despite the years of terrible things I have done. I got to meet the wonderful person that is right in front of me. So I don't know about you but I think that's a pretty good outcome." 

I was speechless for a moment, I couldn't hide the smile that he managed to conjure up.

"Thank you, that's nice of you to say." 

"Have you ever considered being a vampire?" Damon asked, I shrugged my shoulders for a brief moment, already knowing the answer before he even asked it. 

"I would want to be a vampire." I simply smiled but Damon could read the underlining statement hanging in the air. 

"But you want to have a kid." 

"Yeah, but there's always adoption if I become a vampire first." 

"Nice way to look at it." 

I couldn't take the depressing conversations any longer, I hopped over the counter and grabbed Damon's favourite bourbon and mine as well. I yelped as I crashed into Damon's chest as he suddenly appeared in front of me. 

"What can I do for you?" 

"Go on a date with me." 

"Can this not be our date right now?" 

"It certainly can be." We shared stories over drinks; Damon told me the adventures of different timelines, how he's watched the world evolve but stay the same at the same time. It was nice being able to see Damon's softer side away from everything that we constantly go through and I do hope to see more across future dates. 

[doyelikehaggis]

Rarepair Rowboat: Denzo | Damon Salvatore x Enzo St. John (The Vampire Diaries)

Requested by anonymous

"Nope." A resounding snap rouses Enzo from his intent concentration on the pages in front of him. He glances up and over at Damon on the couch, watching him smack the now-closed book down onto his thigh. "I still hate it."

Enzo rolls his eyes, chuckling out a half-hearted scoff, and goes back to writing. He's only finished three pages so far, and as much as he knows he could just compel the man in charge to believe that he finished all of them — or that they never existed at all — he actually likes doing the work. Otherwise he would never have taken the job at the University when he heard about the opening in the history department. 

Unfortunately for him, Damon isn’t a fan of his job. Or being ignored. 

“It’s boring,” he continues as if he never paused, waving the book even as he opens it back up. “I mean — who needs three whole chapters to explain their life story?”

”Us, probably,” Enzo replies, scribbling out a few lines of notes that the head has left for him about not straying from curriculum. He can damn well do as he pleases, especially when their “curriculum” is made up entirely of lies. 

“But that’s because we are vampires,” Damon argues. He flips through the books, eyes darting across the pages with a disbelieving expression. “This Odysseus guy has no excuse. Sure, he’s got some interesting things going for him, but we don’t need every little detail. And — I’m not seeing any sexy siren luring in these sailors like you promised.”

Enzo’s eyebrows furrow, and he pauses again to look over at Damon and ask, “You waited until halfway into the book before deciding you don’t like it?”

Damon shrugs. 

“Just surprising,” Enzo says, going back to writing. “Last time, you chucked that vampire romance novel in the rubbish after five pages because it was ‘ludicrous’ and ‘uninspired’. Not that I know who made you the ultimate critic of all literature.”

”Hey,” he points the book at Enzo as he gets up, “I was right about that one. And about this one.” He throws the book down onto the couch. “I don’t get why you were so crazy for it back in Augustine.” 

Enzo taps his pen against the paper (the other end, he doesn’t want to leave ink marks everywhere). He stares at the wall as Damon moves into the kitchen.

“Because it was about escaping.”

The rustling in the fridge stops. 

“It was” —Enzo takes a deep breath— “about finding a way back home in the end, no matter what terrible things happened, to you or because of you. Plus, it was romantic. Fighting every danger in your path just to get back to your family? Who doesn’t fantasise about that happy ending?” 

He certainly did. Since the day he got captured by Dr. Whitmore, he was certain that it was just his odyssey. Those doctors were his sirens, and he merely had to find his way back across the sea. And then along came Damon, and he was so sure of it then, even when…

Well. Fifty more years alone somehow still didn’t shake his belief in the idea; he wasn’t perfect by any means, but neither was Odysseus, so why wouldn’t the universe treat them as equals? 

He hears Damon come up behind him, then feels his hands on his shoulders. His sigh is pressed into Enzo’s scalp as his fingers gently press a million apologies and regrets into his skin. 

“I’m sorry,” Damon murmurs into his hair. “You deserved a way better Penelope to come back to.” 

Enzo laughs. A moment ago, a pit in his stomach had released some terrible, fanged creature to gnaw at all of the scars that have long-since healed. But now, he’s just thinking about how he was right. He got back home. Not necess the one he had been taken from, but he found a better one. 

He reaches up for Damon’s hands, wrapping his own around his wrists as he leans his head back against him. Damon looks down at him — more like he frowns down at him, like he doesn’t quite understand the joke (he usually doesn’t when Augustine is the topic), but he smiles at the corners of his mouth. 

“You are the perfect Penelope for me,” Enzo tells him softly. “Of course, she and Odysseus never tried to kill each other when reunited, but we’re allowed some creative freedom in our own tale.” 

Damon actually smiles now. “Now that you mention it, the book could use some vampires. Give the sirens some real competition.” 

“We should be thankful we’ve never encountered any sirens,” Enzo replies. “You’d be getting sweeped off your feet at the first pretty voice. I’m living proof of that.”

”I wouldn’t say living.”

”Shut up.”

”If that’s what you want.” Damon kisses him.

Enzo would be rolling his eyes if he wasn’t kissing him back. It’s a weird angle but they’ve been in weirder.

“And for the record, I would resist every siren for you,” Damon murmurs, sounding a little sarcastic, then pulls back completely. “Guess I’ll put up with another chapter of Odysseus’ life story for the epic romance. Better be worth it!” 

Enzo watches him flop back down on the couch and pick up the book to find his last page. He smiles, and says, “It was.” When he turns back to his own work, he catches Damon’s smile out the corner of his eye. 

[rere-the-writer]

⌫Can I request where the Mikaelson siblings (even Mikael) are overprotective over their younger sibling reader that is a hybrid like Klaus but is a vampire and witch but has powers like the Scarlet Witch and is in a poly relationship but has kept it a secret until their family found out?

Yes, yes to all this

Warnings: Fluff, Overly protective Mikaelsons, Reader being a sweet little bean, Angst

A/N: I got carried away with this....

Being the baby of the Mikaelson family isn't easy as you were just a year younger than Henrik and your older siblings were every protective. You were the only other than Rebekah that Mikael wouldn't kill you but you had a secret that you kept from your family.

"Enzo!" You squealed happily jumping into his arms as the vampire smiled brightly spinning you both before Bonnie hugged you. You were in a Poly-relationship with Bonnie and Lorenzo for about a year as dating was hard for you. Your siblings and father had always scared off your partners or killed them.

'They are just using you Y/N.'

'They are just trying to get to the family, little one.'

'We are just protecting you, little one.'

Was what you heard every time they scared a partner or killed them which made you angry and not talk to them months on end. So when you began dating Bonnie and Enzo, you did it behind the family's back as it was the longest relationship you had ever been in.

"Hello darling."

"Hi babe." Bonnie says looping her arm though yours walking ahead of Enzo who was just happy watching his witches.

"Our sister has left again."

"Niklaus, you have to be more accurate. Which sister do you speak of?" Elijah asked closing his book as Klaus came in angry getting Finn's and Kol's attention who were playing chess.

"Y/N. She is hiding something."

"She is an angel and never would do nothing to harm you."

"Elijah, you can say that because other than Finn, you are her favorite. But seriously Nik, Y/N wouldn't go against you." Kol says as Elijah smiled but they frowned noticing Klaus's glare.

"Yet she holds secrets from her favorites." Klaus said as Elijah and Finn looked at one other noticing that indeed you hadn't said a word to them. That night you returned home smiling then pausing seeing your older siblings standing in the den seemingly waiting for you.

"Something happen?"

"Tell us what you have been up to baby sister." Klaus says stepping behind you pushing you into the den then sitting you down. You felt a shiver down your spine as your siblings stared at you.

"Just going out with some friends."

"Now little one, no lying." Elijah said when your phone pinged showing a text came in and before you could grab your phone Elijah took it as Kol grabbed you stopping you.

"She is dating Bonnie Bennett and Lorenzo St. John." Elijah says as you got away from Kol and snatching your phone from Elijah. Klaus stared you down as Elijah was ready to step in if needed but you were an powerful witch with magic that can take out an army.

"So you put this family at risk by dating our past enemy."

"Bonnie had never really done anything to you, Niklaus! Both of them care about me."

"They are using you! I will not have you date the enemy." Klaus said glaring at you as you swallowed eyes watering as Rebekah stood forward.

"Nik is right dear sister."

"No!," You shouted as windows shattered making your siblings freeze seeing your magic flaring,"You all always do this! You ruin my happiness because of your insecure paranoia!"

"If touch them I swear, I'll give you an reason to dagger me." You growled as Elijah stepped forward hand raised to try and calm you.

"No one will be daggering anyone. We are only looking out for you."

"No you aren't! For centuries I had sat by watching you all chase any lovers or slaughter them all to protect me!"

Your siblings swallowed looking away feeling guilt climbed up their backs as Klaus looked at you. Klaus could see the pain in your eyes but couldn't let you continue seeing the witch and vampire.

"Y/N, all we want is you safe. Now please head up st....." Klaus was cut off falling to the ground as you had done the one thing they never thought you would do....use your magic on one of them. You had snapped Klaus's neck then muttered a spell making them fall asleep.

"Y/N....don't."

"Sorry Elijah, for once I am getting what I want." You said walking out of the den heading up stairs to pack a bag. They all wouldn't wake until you left the Abattoir and had no idea where you ran off to with your lovers.

Cartmel, Lake District, England

You had settled in the English countryside with Bonnie and Enzo after the fight you had with your siblings just two years ago. While both Bonnie and Enzo thought you shouldn't had fought with your siblings, they understood that your family wasn't really good with feelings.

"How are you feeling?" Bonnie asked you joining you on the couch gently touching your swollen belly. You smiled grabbing her hand kissing the wedding band on her hand.

"Feeling good, they finally settled." You tell Bonnie as Enzo came in smiling at his wives joining you both on the couch. A year into arriving you three agreed to marry and just seven months earlier learned you were pregnant.

You and Bonnie was half asleep when there was knock making Enzo sigh getting up to answer, your siblings stood there. Both Bonnie and Enzo got protective which your siblings noted even though they needed to invited in.

"Why are you all here? Was me leaving not clear enough?" You say glaring crossing your arms as right away your family noticed your belly.

"We came to apologize and that you were right." Klaus says as you looked at him seeing his blue eyes filled with guilt and hurt. After waking your siblings tried finding you then moved to find Enzo and Bonnie only to learn you ran off with them. Your siblings thought over your words noticing how they hurt you over the centuries.

"Do you mean it?"

"Y/N, we do and are willing to wait for your forgiveness no matter how long." Elijah said watching your wife and husband look at you as your siblings saw the wedding bands on your fingers.

"I'll only let them in if you want, babe." Bonnie tells you lacing your fingers together as you nodded. They came in seeing pictures on the wall of you with your wife and husband as the pictures of your wedding day got your older siblings attention.

"So....pregnant."

"Yes Kol you can feel." You say rolling your eyes fighting back a smile as your brother touched your belly.

"You married them?"

"Of course, Bonnie and I love her more than anything." Enzo says kissing your head with Bonnie sitting next to you. That night you talked to your siblings and them welcoming Bonnie and Enzo to the family while you still were upset with them, you forgave them seeing them enjoying the newest members of the Mikaelsons and soon to be born little one.

[make-me-imagine]

Requests

Status: CLOSED

Alright, requests for all of my fandoms are open. Send some in while you can, they will not be open long!

Writing Prompt List #1 *210 prompts (fluff/romance; angst/emotional; Misc/Humor; & Scenario Prompts)

Writing Prompt List #2 *200 prompts (fluff/romance; angst/emotional; Misc/Humor; and Scenario Prompts)

Sensory Prompts #1 *125 prompts (nature ambiance; fluff/relationship; angst/sad; scary/horror; comfort; and Misc.)

Sensory Prompts #2 *around 130 prompts (nature/outside ambiance; relationship/fluff; angst; scary/horror; comfort; and Misc.)

Rules Page *Basic Rules: - I only write 'x reader' inserts; no ships or oc inserts - GN!Reader only - I do not write specific body types, or for other specific physical characteristics, since I try to keep my inserts as neutral as possible - No nsfw; no pregnancy/children, no readers/character fics below 18

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You can request for fics/oneshots or headcanons.

You can send in your own plot, and/or 1-3 prompts. Feel free to mix and match from the prompt lists!

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Full Fandoms List Below Cut:

9-1-1 (FOX show)

Evan “Buck” Buckley Eddie Diaz Det. Lou Ransone Howard “Chimney” Han

The Boys:

Serge “Frenchie” Hughie Campbell Billy Butcher

Bridgerton

Anthony Bridgerton Benedict Bridgerton Simon Basset Colin Bridgerton *maybe others? 

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Spike Angel

Criminal Minds  (I have only watched seasons 1-11)

Spencer Reid Aaron Hotchner Derek Morgan

Doctor Who

Ten Eleven Twelve

Elementary

Sherlock Holmes *I have not watched the whole series so I wont write much for in-show plot points

Firefly

Malcolm Reynolds Simon Tam

Lark Rise to Candleford

Daniel Parish Fisher Bloom Sir Timothy Midwinter Alf Arless Mr Rushton

Leverage 

Eliot Spencer Quinn Alec Hardison

Magnificent Seven Tv Series (1998-2000)

Chris Larabee Ezra Standish Vin Tanner Buck Wilmington

The Mandalorian + TBoBF

Din Djarin Cobb Vanth Boba Fett (prefer platonic)

M*A*S*H (Tv Series)

Hawkeye Pierce BJ Hunnicutt Trapper John

Merlin (BBC)

Merlin Arthur Gwaine Percival Lancelot

Moon Knight

Steven Grant Marc Spector Arthur Harrow

Person of Interest

John Reese Others; platonically is preferred

Prodigal Son 

Malcolm Bright Gil Arroyo 

Shadow and Bone:

Kaz Brekker Matthias Mal Alexander/Kirigan ?

*I have read the Grishaverse books, so I am willing to write around that plot. But the characters will be in character for the show, and the characters will be written as 20+ as their ages are not stated in the show but it feels as though they are aged up in the depiction. 

Sherlock (BBC)

Sherlock Holmes Greg Lestrade Jim Moriarty

Star Trek: Discovery

Christopher Pike Gabriel Lorca (willing to write for an alternate ‘Prime’ version of Lorca) Sarek Spock **I’m in the process of watching Disco and am currently on Season 3. I will be watching Strange New Worlds when I can. **please make sure to specify which Spock you are requesting for (Disco or AOS.)

Star Trek: Enterprise 

Captain Archer Trip Tucker Malcolm Reed 

Star Trek: Voyager 

Chakotay Tom Paris

Stargate Sg-1

Jack O’Niell Daniel Jackson Jonas Quinn Cameron Mitchell 

Stargate Atlantis

John Sheppard Carson Becket Ronon Dex

Supernatural  *Have only watched seasons 1-9

Sam Winchester Dean Winchester Castiel Gabriel Gadreel Balthazar Crowley Lucifer Caine

Teen Wolf 

Derek Hale Peter Hale

Vampire Diaries & The Originals

Elijah Mikaelson Klaus Mikaelson Damon Salvatore Kol Mikaelson Lorenzo “Enzo” St John Finn Mikaelson

**Never watched The Originals’, so I only know the Mikaelsons from TVD.

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MCU:

Original Avengers:

Tony Stark  Steve Rogers Thor Bruce Banner Clint Barton Natasha Romanoff

Others:

Bucky Barnes Sam Wilson Helmut Zemo Loki Heimdall Vision Scott Lang Peter Parker (Garfield and/or Hollands; aged up) Dr. Stephen Strange T’Challa Agent Ross Shang-Chi Peter Quill

*** Feel free to ask about other MCU characters; I will write for most (depending on if I like the request as well) ***

X-Men

Original Timeline Movies:  Logan/Wolverine Scott Summers Kurt Wagner “Nightcrawler” Viktor Creed “Sabertooth”

First Class Timeline: Charles Xavier Eric Lehnsherr Hank McCoy Alex Summers Azazel Peter Maximoff “Quicksilver” Warren Worthington III “Angel”

**Many of the younger characters ages are not obvious in the First Class movies, so everyone will be written/suggested as 20+

The Eternals

Druig Ikaris Kingo

Venom (1 & 2)

Eddie Brock

Deadpool (1 & 2)

Wade/Deadpool  Ajax/Francis Cable Domino

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Star Wars Universe

Episodes I-III

Anakin Skywalker Obi Wan Kenobi

Episodes IV-VI

Luke Skywalker Han Solo

Solo: A Star Wars Story

Han Solo Lando Calrissian Dryden Vos

Episodes VII-IX

Finn Poe Dameron Ben Solo/Kylo

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The Hobbit/Lotr

Thranduil Thorin Kili Fili Bard Legolas Aragorn Eomer Faramir Elrond

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Fantastic Beasts:  ((JK Rowling is a bigot and anything I write regarding the wizarding world is of my own imagination and a continuation of a world I want untainted by her bigotry)) 

Newt Scamander, Percival Graves *So far I have only seen the first movie

**I will possibly write for characters from Harry Potter or Marauders, such as the Weasley twins, Malfoy, Cedric, Remus, Sirius, etc. But if I do, it will be after they leave Hogwarts and are 18+.

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Star Trek AOS

Cpt. Jim Kirk Dr. Leonard McCoy Spock Montgomery “Scotty” Scott Pavel Chekov Hikaru Sulu Khan *please make sure to specify which Spock you are requesting for (Disco or AOS.)

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The Outsiders

Darrel “Darry” Curtis Maybe: Sodapop Curtis Dallas Winston ^^Aged Up

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Pirates of the Caribbean (1-4)

Captain Jack Sparrow Will Turner James Norrington Elizabeth Swann/Turner

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Magnificent Seven (2016) 

Joshua Faraday Billy Rocks Goodnight Robicheaux Vasquez Red Harvest

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Maleficent I & II

Conall, Borra, Diaval, Maleficent

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The Man from U.N.C.L.E 

Napoleon Solo Illya Kuryakin

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Kingsman: The Secret Service and The Golden Circle

Eggsy Unwin Hamish Mycroft “Merlin” Jack Daniels “Whiskey”

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Jane Austen/Period Movies: 

Pride and Prejudice (1995 & 2005) Characters: Mr. Darcy and Mr Bingley (other characters if requested)

Mansfield Park (1999 & 2007) Character: Edmund Bertram

Sense and Sensibility (1995/2008) Character: Edward Ferrars 

Emma (2009 & 2020) Character: Mr. Knightley

Persuasion (2007) Character: Captain Wentworth

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Outside Characters: 

Actors who have multiple characters outside of the listed fandoms that I am willing to write for!

Charlie Hunnam:

Arthur (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword) Raymond Smith (The Gentlemen) William “Ironhead” Miller (Triple Frontier) **Will also write for Ben Miller

Oscar Isaac: 

Santiago “Pope” Garcia (Triple Frontier)

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[ao3feed-the100]

Comfort Character One Shots.

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by gabrielle42

A collection of one shots from a few of the TV shows/Movies I enjoy. Contains Characters from Stranger Things, The 100, The Vampire Diaries/The Originals, and Harry Potter.

Requests Welcome.

Will mostly do CC X Reader but will occasionally do pairings from the show and my own ships.

Words: 1199, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The 100 (TV), The Vampire Diaries (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Bellamy Blake, Clarke Griffin, Finn Collins, Octavia Blake, Lincoln (The 100), Monty Green, Jasper Jordan, Jordan Jasper Green, John Murphy (The 100), Roan (The 100), Echo (The 100), Emori (The 100), Harper McIntyre, Lexa (The 100), Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Mattheo Riddle (yasmineamaro), Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Damon Salvatore, Raven Reyes (The 100), Stefan Salvatore, Elena Gilbert, Katherine Pierce, Tyler Lockwood, Matt Donovan, Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Jeremy Gilbert, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Lucas Sinclair, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Caroline Forbes, Bonnie Bennett, Lorenzo "Enzo" St. John

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Smut, My First AO3 Post, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, ALL HAPPY ENDINGS, Constructive Criticism Welcome, please dont be mean, my first shared work, Canonical Character Death

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