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Road Trip

Flufftober, October 1st.

Vampire female Salvatore reader x Hope Mikaelson

Summary: Lizzie and Josie set you and Hope up on a road trip, knowing the wherewitch (unactivated vampire side) has had a massive crush on you since she was nine.

Reader goes to the school only to look out for the twins and to throw insults at Alaric, otherwise, you wouldn't be there. You don't actually do any work...or go to any classes either or teach any classes since you got turned at 21. You're also there to look out for Hope, as per request from Klaus before he died. Considering you and Stefan are the only ones in Mystic Falls he actually liked and secretly cared about.

Warnings: swearing,

a/n: Even though it's basically irrelevant to this fic, Stefan is alive and no one took any cure. And Damon never gave his car to the twins - this one kinda is, idk. And the other side was never destroyed.

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Hope stares at you as you're reading Peter Pan, across the library. "Subtle" Lizzie says from behind her.

"Did you know, she's reread that book three times already this year" Hope says, aware of how stalkerish she sounds. "So the girl likes Peter Pan, she probably met the author in the fifties when it came out." Lizzie shrugs, smirking at her frenemie

"It came out in 1911 actually, and there's nothing saying I can't read a book more than once" You look up from the book and over to them.

Hope immediately blushes, knowing you were listening to their conversation. She pulls Lizzie out of the library with her quickly. "You knew she could hear us, didn't you?" Hope whisper yelled to the siphoner.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. It's so obvious you like her!" Lizzie explains, whisper yelling back. She walks up to her and Josie's room, leaving Hope standing there embarrassed.

Lizzie walks into her and Josie's room. "That's it, I can't take it anymore. We need to get Hope to admit her feelings to y/n before my head explodes!" Lizzie exclaims. "Finally, let's do this" Josie stands up from her desk. She walks over to Lizzie's bed, where they start planning.

"Lizzie, why did I have to pack a bag?" Hope asks her, duffle bag slung over her shoulder. "You'll see" Lizzie smiles as she leads Hope over to Damon's car, that which is here without his knowledge, thanks to you.

Josie walks towards them, also with a bag slung over her shoulder. "Are we going on a trip or something?" Hope asks, confused.

"Well, we aren't," Josie tells her and points to herself and her twin. She drops the bag on top of the trunk.

"Where exactly did you need us to go again?" You ask eyebrow raised. You have the keys to the Camaro in your hand.

"Oh, right, here" Lizzie hands you a map with a location circled in black marker.

Hope's eyes widen slightly, figuring out that she and you are going to be on a road trip. Together. Alone. She wants to kill Lizzie and Josie right now, she groans in her head. She already knows somehow she's going to make an utter fool of herself. Why did she get out of bed this morning, why? she thinks before zoning back into the conversation taking place.

"A campsite? In Atlanta?" You ask with an eyebrow raised. "Yep, mhm" Lizzie nods her head.

"You know, if I could tell when you were lying when you were a child, I still can, right?" You cross your arms.

Lizzie and Josie share a surprised look before quickly leaving. "Love you, auntie y/n" Josie says before slipping into the school with her sister. You roll your eyes playfully at her way of trying to be cute so you don't hunt them down and lecture them later.

"..We don't have to go if you don't feel like it" Hope hesitates before speaking. "No, it's fine. Besides, you and I both need some time away from this damn place. I can tell. Plus I don't know how much longer I can take having to see Ric's face every day." You unlock the car, and open the trunk, placing the bag Josie packed for you in it. Hope softly chuckles at the last part you said as she also places her bag in the car.

"Okay, Atlanta here we come," You say once you're both inside the car and you start the ignition.

The radio plays as Hope looks out the window, watching as everything seems to fly by as you're driving. It's been around three hours since you guys left. Hope's calmed down a bit, knowing all she has to do is make it through the next 2-3 days at most and then her secret is still all safe.

However, it doesn't help that you look absolutely beautiful as your eyes concentrate on the road and your fingers sometimes lightly tap along to the song playing. She's been trying her hardest to not just flat-out stare at you for the past two hours. You're wearing a black fitted v-neck top, dark wash jeans, and a leather jacket. And she can't stop thinking about how good the outfit looks on you.

By hour four, you pull over into a gas station. You're not stupid, you know exactly why the twins set you and Hope on a road trip. You've known for a while about how the youngest Mikaelson has a crush on you. Now you could always just confront her and all that, but you're not going to make it that easy. You're seeing how long it'll take until she finally spills it out to you.

You've been smirking on the inside most of the drive, noticing the not-so-hidden looks and eyeing Hope's been doing.

"Why don't you go pick out a couple snacks while I fill up the tank" You smile. You pull your wallet out of your pocket and hand her a twenty dollar bill. "Y-yeah, okay" she grasps onto the bill and walks into the small store.

Once you pay for the gas with your card, Hope is back in the car, a bag of snacks in her lap. She stopped in the bathroom there, making sure her face wasn't bright red from blushing. The good thing is her cheeks were only slightly flushed, so wasn't as bad as she thought she looked.

You guys munch on the snacks for the next leg. Hope soon realized that having something in her mouth to constantly chew on is settling her nerves a bit. Thank god she got a pack of gum at the counter before paying.

"You look glum...Wanna know a secret that your father and my brother would most definitely kill me for if they find out I told you about it?" You look over to her at a stop light. Why are there so many stoplights here? You guys are the only ones on the road for petes sake.

"Really? Yeah" Hope looks up at you, her eyes widened. Before you spoke, she was staring at her shoes with an expressionless face.

"Well, Chicago, 1920's, Nik and Stefan were close. Too close it seemed to me, so I did some investigating one night. Let's just say when I broke into Stef's apartment because he wouldn't give me a key, my precious eyes were traumatized. There I saw, my baby brother and my good friend, Nik, naked on his bed in the middle of a hook-up sesh" You tell her, you smile seeing the disgust on her face.

"You just told your friend- enemie's? daughter about him and your brother having sex! Why?!" She exclaims, a disgusted look on her face.

"Because you said yes you wanted to know something" You smirked, happy to see her no longer glum. "I thought you meant something like, I don't know, an embarrassing story where they were drunk and had a stupid conversation, not a- wait, were they like...together?" Hope broke off from her sentence.

"Ah, now I was hoping you'd ask that, this will tell you all you need. Probably in a more censored way," you reach into the backseat and pull out a worn-out leatherbound journal. "My baby bro's journal, doesn't know I have it, so keep it on the hush and don't tell anyone." You wink at her. "I nicked it from him when Klaus came to town to sacrifice Elena. Such a dork, even when he was humanity-less, he still freakin wrote in a diary" You playfully roll her eyes and her the old diary.

"Do I even want to know how much blackmail you have against basically everyone?" She asks you, opening the diary. "Oh, sweetie, you don't even want to know who and how much" you chuckle.

Hope immediately feels butterflies in her stomach when you call her 'sweetie'. It slowly falters off though, "Wait, do you have anything on me?" She asks, alarm on her face.

"Hmm, good question" You pretend to think for a second before pulling off a very damon-impersonating smirk.

"I'll make sure not to get on your bad side then" Hope says. "Good idea, your uncle didn't do a very good job with that. Oh what am I saying, he still doesn't. If you're ever pissed at him and something to hold over his head, I've got you."

"You know uncle Kol?"

"Yep, we crossed paths in 1872 and just stuck together since then, even when Nik decided to dagger him for a century," you tell her. "And when he died...twice" you both chuckle at the way you held off on the dying part.

"He's never mentioned he knows you," Hope tells you, not remembering her uncle ever bringing your name up.

"Has he ever mentioned a 'she-devil' or 'crazy scary woman'?" You raise an eyebrow. "Yeah, a bunch" she tilts her head. "Then he has, wow, so rude of him to never actually say my name and just those disgusting ones," You tell her in a joking tone.

"That makes so much sense," Hope says, earning her a flick to her thigh from you.

"Uh-huh, I bet it does" You smirk at her gasp. "We'll be there in forty-five minutes, so you might want to read that or I can give you a very detailed version instead," You tell her, turning without signaling because you guys are the only ones on the road. still.

"No thanks...I thought we had another two hours left?" She started reading until your info fully sunk into her mind.

"I mean we should, but I have no mind for speed limits, and we'll get there before dark. That means no bears or coyotes to sneak up on us in the dark." "What?!" she looks alarmed again.

"Just kidding, there's no bears or coyotes within 10 miles of the campsite unless it changed in the past year" you reassure her. "Oh, okay, thank god" she lets out a relieved breath, continuing on the page she was on.

Hope looks up from the page she's on as you park the car in a clearing beside a massive pine tree. "There are things in here that a daughter should never know about her father and ex-lover? best friend? friends with benefits? I don't know, but it's gross" She puts the diary on the backseat where you grabbed it from earlier.

"I'm surprised you made it that far, honestly" You chuckle, getting out of the car.

Hope follows you to the trunk and pulls out her bag. "So where exactly are we going in here?" She asks as you sling your bag over your shoulder.

"A site that was abandoned twenty years ago and no one has visited besides me. I never thought there were any bad reasons to tell my wonderful nieces, but they for some reason want us here, so I'll just go along with it" You answer her question.

Hope's stomach fills with butterflies again, knowing that she and you are going to be the only ones here. She watches where she's going, not wanting to trip and then you probably going to ask her if she's alright and then she'll most definitely say the stupidest answer, and then you'll probably figure out her huge crush on you. How is it that her mind can rant like this whenever she's around you, is her question.

Hope's eyes widen when she looks at the place you guys stop at. It's a beautiful clearing with no trees littering the circle and the clear sky shining down. There's a river a couple hundred meters forward and it just seems so peaceful.

"This looks amazing" She finally says. You chuckle at her ogled state, "Yeah it does, there's a barrier around us that'll only allow people I want in here. So there are no enemies and now only five others know about it, you, Josie, Lizzie, Kol, and Katherine" You explain, and motion for her to place her duffle bag down on the log, beside your bag.

"That's so cool," she says, looking around again. "How long are we staying here again?" she asks.

"Maybe like two or three days before heading back if that's alright with you," you say while pulling a tent to assemble out of your bag. "That sounds good" Hope smiles, walking back over to you.

"I hope you don't mind sleeping in the same tent, it's the only one I have that's not broken, thanks to my brothers, but it's fairly big" You lead her to around the middle of the site and start taking all the pieces out of it's bag.

"N-no, I don't mind" on the inside, she's screaming. This is literally too good to be true. She going to be sleeping in the same tent with you, for three nights at least. She's literally jumping up and down on the inside, she's so happy. No way her overthinking is going to stop her from feeling joy, not at this moment at least.

You smirk to yourself, knowing exactly what's going on in Hope's head, maybe she'll realize that it's okay to tell you about her crush during this time before Josie and Lizzie plan another surprise trip or plan for you two.

You build the tent, giving Hope instructions for some parts considering this is her first time building one. It's up and ready not even fifteen minutes later, all the pegs hammered into the ground and all the zippers working.

"And we're done before sunset, good job us" You give her a high five. You guys bring your things into the tent and set up the two sleeping bags that were in your bags because Josie packed them both in your bag. Probably so Hope wouldn't get too suspicious before leaving.

It's been two days, you guys are leaving tomorrow. And Hope can't even count the number of times she just wanted to go up to you and kiss you. But her self-consciousness stops her before she gets up to do it. every. single. time.

Not this time though. They can go fuck off while I go make a stupid decision, but it'll hopefully be worth it, Hope fights with herself. She stands up as best she can in the tent and walks over to where you're sketching.

You look up at her, but before you can utter a word, Hope goes on her knees and presses her lips to yours. She pulls away, eyes widened.

Hope cannot believe she just let herself do that. How stupid can she be?!

"I- uh, s-sorry. I have no idea what I was thinking" She goes to stand up, but you pull her back to you and bring her into a soft yet passionate kiss.

"You knew exaclty what you were doing. And I'm glad you did. It may have taken you a while, but you did and I'm proud of you, and I might just also have a huge crush on you too" You tell her everything going on in her scrambling mind.

"You do?" She asks, shocked. "One hundred percent" you smirk.

It takes her a second to realize, "Wait, you knew I had a crush on you this entire time and just let me almost make a fool of myself countless times over the years?"

"Pretty much, yeah" You nod with a faux thinking face.

"I guess it's worth it though" She mumbles, looking up at you this time. "Yeah, I strongly agree. Why don't you try being my girlfriend to find out for yourself though" You set your sketchpad and pencil down and place a hand on her thigh.

"Really? Yes!" she smiles, lighting up her face.

You bring her into another kiss, and it ends with you both doing absolutely nothing for the rest of the day besides cuddling and you telling her embarrassing and some disgusting (she thinks at least) stories about her family and yours and some of the mystic falls gang.

There's no doubt that Klaus is watching from the other side and sighing as his daughter falls for you even more. At least he doesn't despise you, and you never tried to kill him. You better not corrupt his sweet daughter too fast, he thinks, knowing it's bound to happen, just hopefully not all at once.

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Can you please write Damon cheering up sis!reader by taking her out for some 1 on 1 time? Maybe even some grumbling from Stefan when they get back home lol ❤️

"If this is what you call a date, I want you to know I'm not impressed."

Damon Salvatore rolled his eyes to the high heavens and punted a stone across the grass. "Would you stop your grumbling? God," he said, "you try to do something nice."

You dragged your feet totally unnecessarily. "I'm tired."

"You wouldn't complain like this if it were Stefan, would you?" He stared straight at you, immediately noting the hesitation flit across your face. He stopped. "Would you, you little snake?” You turned on your heel, walking backwards and sticking your tongue out. Damon grit his teeth and surged forward, making a swipe for you. You easily darted out of the way but wasn't as lucky the second time, your brother catching your head in the crook of his arm and mussing your hair.

"You're a vampire," he said above your screaming, "you can't get tired. Ooh, bunny rabbit."

He let you go, stumbling, and approached the oblivious black rabbit. You recovered and grabbed his wrist before he could snatch the animal.

"No, no, no, don't." Damon gave you a look and your mirrored it. "Just let it exist, D."

"Fine, but when I'm hungry later and wanna snack on a passing tourist, don't come crying." You slapped his shoulder and he leaned down, beckoning to his back.

"Come on, get on." You merely blinked in response and he rolled his eyes once more. "Get on, or I'm leaving you behind." You, figuring this was the only way you were getting to the top of the mountain, jumped onto his back with all the grace of a baby elephant. Damon, ever the drama queen, groaned under the weight. "Damn, sis, how much do you weigh?"

You kicked his hips. "Walk on, ass."

Damon had hauled you out of the house that morning without allowing you—or Stefan—a word in edgeways. "It's a date," he'd said when you’d protested, "we're going on a date." Said date apparently included hiking up the tallest mountain in Virginia.

You moved faster now you were off the ground, hanging around his neck with your cheek against the back of his head. Your eyes followed the moving view until Damon got to the top and the trees cleared. You lifted your head and dropped down as he let go of your legs. "Woah."

"What'd I tell you, kiddo?"

"It's beautiful."

"Yeah, I—" A sharp trill pierced the quietude at the top of the answer and Damon grumbled, reaching into his pocket to yank out his phone. The name caused him to audibly roll his eyes "—aw, seriously?" He put the phone to his ear. "Hi, bro. No, bro, I haven't kidnapped our sister. We're having a dandy old time, thanks very much. She's fine, we're fine, the bunny's fine, and don't even think about coming after us because you're not invited. This is a date." And with that, the phone was turned on silent and pushed right back into his pocket.

You crossed your arms over your chest and grinned, one brow raised. "Eloquent."

Damon rolled his eyes and sat at the edge of the mountain. "Come here. Come on, I won't let you fall." He rose a brow playfully. "Maybe."

You gave him a look but came to sit beside him anyway, making extra sure to be close enough that if the wind blew a little too hard and you did topple over the edge, he'd be able to grab you in time.

"I brought you here when you were a kid, you know?" Damon thought about that. "Well, more of a kid than you are now, I mean."

"Yeah?"

"Yup. Carried you all the way up. You said your legs were tired." He jabbed you in the side. "Guess some things don't change."

“Hey, I walked up most of it by myself.” You jabbed back.

“Yet the question remains…will you walk down by yourself?” He rose his brows in question. You narrowed your eyes but didn't respond, prompting your brother to snort.

"What did I think of it then?" you asked. The views were gorgeous, but you doubted you’d appreciated them as much when you were younger.

"Absolutely no idea. You fell asleep on the way up." Damon didn't sound impressed. You grinned. "Seriously. Busted my ass climbing up that hill and you weren't even awake to see all this."

"You didn't wake me up?"

"You were a deep sleeper."

"Belated sorry."

"Accepted."

You leant against him, your shoulders touching. "That's why you wanted to come today?"

Damon shrugged. "Seems a shame not to see it at least once." He paused. "And to spend some time together." You glanced up at him. "What?"

You said nothing. You shook your head and rested it against his shoulder, reaching to take his hand in yours. "I missed you too, big brother."

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Someone to Watch Over

Stefan and Damon Salvatore & little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous

Synopsis: just a little snippet of Stefan and Damon being the most overprotective big brothers

Damon hadn’t wanted you to be turned, but he never was able to stop Stefan from doing anything once he made his mind up.

He did, however, manage to get Stefan to wait until you were older, convincing him that being stuck as a little kid forever would be too hard for you. Stefan was planning on waiting until you were 18, just like he was, but he got impatient when you were around 16, and he turned you then. Being forever stuck as the Salvatores’ baby sister meant that you had two incredibly powerful, incredibly overprotective vampire big brothers at all times.

Well, not at all times; Stefan and Damon had gone off the rails many times, but they always made sure you were safe.

When you stopped talking to Stefan in the ‘20s, it was Damon’s turn to take care of you. Once Damon started turning more and more to the dark side, you found yourself looking for Stefan—who had gone “vegetarian” by then.

You’d always been averse to drinking from humans, so you’d been drinking animals basically since you turned. You’d never been able to get Stefan to do it though—you had Lexie to thank for that change.

Eventually, though, your brothers reunited—meaning double the overprotectiveness for you.

And it was starting to drive you nuts.

…

“Hey where do you think you’re going?”

You were mere feet from the front door when Damon’s voice stopped you in your tracks.

“There’s a dance tonight. Again. I swear they have them every week here.” You waved off your words. “Anyway, I’m going to Caroline’s, she’s gonna help me get ready.”

“And what makes you think you’re going to this dance?” Damon demanded.

“What makes you think I’m not?” You challenged.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Klaus is out there, and there’s a good chance he’s going just to screw with us,” Damon said.

“Klaus has basically been haunting this town for weeks,” you argued. “I’m not stopping my life to get away from him.”

“Funny of you to assume I’m giving you a choice.”

You were about to retort when Stefan stepped into the room, dressed in a tux.

“Stefan’s going! Stefan, talk some sense into our big brother so I can go to the dance?”

“I don’t think so, kiddo,” Stefan said. “We’re going to look after Elena, we don’t need another person to babysit.”

“I’m a vampire!” You shot back. “I’ve been one almost as long as you guys, and I can take care of myself!”

“Fat chance,” Damon scoffed. “You don’t even like killing bunnies—you’re no match for Klaus, or any of his freaky family.”

“Who on earth likes killing bunnies?” You scoffed. “That’s not the point! The point is, I’m going whether you like it or not, and if you keep trying to keep me away you’re gonna be late, and then who’s gonna be there to watch Elena?”

The boys’ blank expressions had you smirking.

“You don’t leave my side for a second,” Damon growled at you.

“Deal.” You grinned.

“And if you see Klaus—“ Stefan began.

“Don’t do anything dumb, yeah yeah I got it.” You started towards the door, but turned back at the last second, hugging Stefan first, then Damon. “Thank you.” You said, your words muffled against his shirt.

“Yeah yeah yeah,” Damon scoffed, but Stefan smirked when he saw the fleeting smile on Damon’s face. That is, before Damon dropped the smile and shoved you away. “Now get out of here, you little punk.”

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The first thing Y/N registered when she woke up on an uncomfortable wooden table was an enigmatic lack of pain, there should have been pain. Memories of an excruciating white-hot agony from her back followed by a cascading stream of blood came back to her; she had been injured on the hunt. However, upon pulling down the back of her shirt and looking over her shoulder, no such wound could be found. Her skin was completely bare. She recalled memories of her brothers clutching onto her limp body, their tears mixing in with her blood. 

Everything had gone dark, and her body had fallen limp. 

She was dead. Or at least she had been. Y/N had already concluded that her brothers had done something inconceivably stupid, that maybe, one of them, had sold their souls. Y/N could feel tears welling up in her eyes, this had been her fault. If she had never begun the Mystic Falls case this would not be happening. The tears that had welled suddenly ran hot down her face. She could not lose either one of her brothers like this. Something had to be done. Though through her tears Y/N did not register the sound of a scuffle swiftly approaching her.

‘Y/N?…’ Her head whipped up to the sound of her name.

‘How… are you… alive…?’ Dean whispered as Sam’s eyes widened,

‘Oh please… god no… don’t say it…’ he winced, Dean looked up with furrowed eyebrows,

‘Don’t say what? Sammy?’

But Sam did not need to say anything, the realisation hit Y/N like a wave of paralysis. She had had vampire blood in her system. She counted the time back in her head. When she had died, it had been less than twenty-four hours since Damon had saved her the night before. Neither of her brothers had sold their souls and the relief she felt at the revelation was as sweet as sugar. However, this relief quickly turned to aghast and her stomach twisted unpleasantly.

There were only two options for her now.

Death.

Or an eternal life as a monster she had been raised to detest.

‘No, no, no… no, no… no’ She began to claw at the bare skin that should have been holding a fatal stab wound as she repeated her denial over and over. She then lifted her fingers to her scalp rubbing her temples as she began to rock back and forth. The lights and sounds of the motel’s run-down suite were suddenly too much for her and she shuddered when she realised why.

‘Y/N calm down, you’re scaring me, just minutes ago Sam and I refused to accept that we should be burying you… and now… how…’ Dean's voice was nervous and confused,

‘Dean… I think she had vampire blood in her system…’ Sam whimpered, Dean’s shocked gasp only worsened her state, she began sobbing openly,

‘Sam… How could you possibly know…?’ She thought of everything she had said about Mystic Falls since their reunion and she was confident she had never mentioned she knew a vampire personally. Sam winced, her question confirming his fears.

‘You seemed pretty evasive in the car when we were asking about Mystic Falls, but you mentioned there were vampires…’ Sam paused for a moment,

‘You were dead, Y/N. And now you’re not. There aren’t many things that could do that.’ Sam explained, his voice hollow.

‘Which blood-sucking freak did this to you?! Was it this Damon…?!’ Dean's booming voice made Y/N flinch,

‘He didn’t have a choice, I would’ve died then too…’ She muttered,

‘Well, maybe he should have let you.’ He said bitterly, Y/N could see the instantaneous regret on the eldest Winchester’s face, but that did not soften the blow of his cruel words.

‘Wait! I only meant that… if you had died then… we could have brought you back another way… as a human’

Though it seemed to Y/N that Dean had only added this to cover his outburst so without saying anything further, Y/N got up from the rickety table and swiftly made her way to the bathroom, grabbing her bags as she went.

‘Y/N… Wait!’ Sam called,

‘I need a shower’ She muttered as she slammed the door behind her. This was not a lie, however, she had no intention of staying afterwards. 

As the water turned warm she peeled the bloodied clothes from her skin and placed them on the toilet seat; deciding that Sam and Dean could deal with them later. The water ran red around her feet, it seemed like she had been scrubbing at her skin perpetually, grateful when the shower eventually turned clear. She put on the first things she could find in her bag, relieved to be in fresh clothes. 

Y/N understood it was not safe to be around her brothers at the moment, and besides, after what Dean had said, she did not wish to be. She studied the bathroom, looking for her best way out. The window was high above the bathtub and if she stood on the edge she could pull herself up and out. She plugged in the hairdryer, needing a loud sound to buffer hers. 

With utmost care, she tried her best to push the window open with little noise. She was convinced it had been years since it was opened, as it groaned and resisted the disturbance. She first put her bags through and then hauled herself up, landing with a soft thud.

Y/N made her way across the darkening street, and sighed, how long had she been ‘asleep’? Through glazed eyes, she scrolled through the names of her contacts and once finding the one she was after, she lifted the device to her ear.

‘Damon, where are you? We need to talk…’ Her voice broke.

Through clouded eyes, Y/N watched as Damon’s old blue Chevy pulled over, she had asked to meet him a few blocks down as she had been hiding, knowing full well her brothers would be looking for her by now. Her countless missed calls said so. She was quick to get in.

‘Please drive’ She muttered

‘Hey, are you okay?’ His eyebrows furrowed and he reached out to push the hair from her face, though when she flinched away from his touch, Damon quickly retracted his hand.

‘Y/N…?’

‘Just drive, please.’

Damon took his car out of park and pulled out onto the street. The hours that followed travelling back to Mystic Falls were filled with a taut silence, though Damon often made small glances in Y/N’s direction, every time he tried to speak up his attempt was dismissed, though it seemed he could not wait any longer,

‘Would you please tell me what’s wrong?’

Y/N considered whether it was appropriate to tell him in the car, though she quickly ridiculed this thought; her time was limited.

‘After I left town, my brothers and I went on a hunt…’ Damon did not like the idea of Y/N hunting, putting herself in unnecessary danger, but did not understand why this would leave her so dejected, he assumed she would have been looking forward to spending some time with them.

Damon felt a small, nagging frustration at her brothers, many things could have gone awry on a hunt, and he hated the idea of them putting her in harms way intentionally. However, as he examined her from head to toe, he realised she seemed physically fine. 

When he did not speak, Y/N elaborated.

‘I was injured, really badly…’ Y/N felt herself recoil, she did not want to think about the situation she was in and what she would have to do if she went through with it. Damon looked her over again,

‘What happened? I can’t see anything.’ His words were dubious, yet he still felt queasy at the idea she was hurt. She sighed and closed her eyes,

‘Damon… I died..’

The silence that hung in the air was palpable, Y/N swore she could have sliced it with a blade. A small gasp passed his lips so quiet she shivered; aware the soft sound could only be heard with her newly inhumane sense of hearing. Damon felt an all-consuming anger, how could they have let her die? How could they be so reckless? 

He felt nauseated, knowing how close he had been to never seeing her again. Imagining her cold and unresponsive figure sent tremors through his system.

‘Y/N… My blood…’ She could not hold back her tears anymore, everything that had been tormenting her since she fled from her brothers’ company consumed her. She vaguely noticed Damon pulling over his car and before she could say anything further, he had already sped around to her door and pulled her out; enveloping her in an unyielding embrace.

‘I’m so sorry, I know you would never have wanted this… ’ he choked out, seeing her suffering created his own. But he could not quell the selfish contentment he derived from this. Soon Y/N will be a vampire, she will be powerful; and immortal. She will be adept at protecting herself when he is not able. But more desirably, a life with her is within reach. She will not age, as he has not for a century and a half. He could have eternity with her. 

However, Y/N’s next words abruptly stifled this concept.

‘It’s okay, I would have died anyway, at least now I have the chance to say goodbye to everyone’ 

Y/N did not remember coming to this conclusion, but as the words flowed from her mouth she knew it was the right decision, though her thoughts halted when a realisation struck her; she had stormed out on her brothers and now she would probably never see them again, she must have been hours away from their motel by now. Damon drew back from their tight embrace, horrorstruck, again he pictured her cold and unresponsive; he felt those horrible tremors flood his being once more.

‘Y/N? What do you mean goodbye? Don’t tell me… you're planning on…’ Although he did not finish his sentence Y/N knew exactly what he was trying to say,

‘I can’t turn Damon, I’ve grown up hunting the very thing I will become, my brothers won’t be able to look me in the eye, hell, they may even want to kill me. My father would turn in his grave if he thought I was even considering it.’ Her words flowed hot and fast much like the tears streaming down her face, 

‘I can’t become a monster Damon, let’s just say I took on the Stefan diet or drank from blood bags, it would never last, have you ever heard of a vampire that’s never killed? They don’t exist. One day I’ll lose control and someone will lose their life because of it, I can’t, I won’t become a killer…’ 

Damon's buried rationality knew what she was saying was right, but he could not accept the fact she wanted to die. No, he would do everything in his power to get her to stay. He had lost too many people in his century and a half of existence, but nothing had hurt him like this would. 

‘Please Y/N, please don’t do this, mistakes happen and I can’t promise you anything, but you’re going to have so many people helping you, and I’m sure every one of us will do everything in our power to make sure no one is hurt because of this, Please… I can’t lose you…’ When his voice broke on the last words Y/N shut her eyes and sighed she hated hurting him like this,

‘Damon, I can’t… Please understand…’ she whimpered, Damon shaking his head in denial,

‘I need to call my brothers, I left without saying goodbye.’ 

Her body was riddled with guilt, how could she justify leaving them at a time like this? What had she been thinking? Y/N decided she would call them, it would be better than nothing. Though before she had the chance to ring them and make the broken ends meet, she realised hollowly that Damon was nowhere to be seen. She looked around the darkening street, she could see every last detail; a feat her eyes would not have been able to achieve a day ago. Damon had left her alone, his engine still running. 

She hated seeing him like this, she hated knowing that she was the reason he was hurting; and from what she had been told, Damon was not reasonable when he was hurt. How had they gotten to be this way? Hunter and vampire, trying to court each other.

She decided she should probably look for him, but before she could trek further down the lonesome street she was struggling against the pull of strong arms around her. Looking down she observed an ornate lapis lazuli ring, the very one Y/N knew Damon wore, what could he possibly be doing? Y/N had just been about to call out when she felt warm skin against her mouth, she assumed Damon had been preventing her from yelling when the taste of a warm metallic liquid met her lips. Damon was holding a stranger against her, pressing her wrist to her mouth. Y/N felt a sense of alarm growing in the back of her mind but before she could try and writhe from his iron grip the taste turned sweet; she stopped struggling, not able to remember why she wanted to escape in the first place, and clutched the wrist of the stranger closer still. She wanted this sensation to last forever, she had never tasted anything as delectable, but it all ended too soon when Damon pulled the girl from her arms.

‘Don’t worry, she’s not dead.’ Y/N watched in horror as the skin under his eyes formed inky black veins and newly formed fangs met his wrist, when Damon placed his bloodied skin to the mouth of the limp girl the weight of what had happened crushed her.

‘Damon… What did you do?…’ Y/N’s voice was low and dangerous, she turned away from his rueful grimace, a puddle on the street showing that her face now mirrored his. Awful black veins protruded beneath her eyes, she watched as the sclera of her eyes shifted back from red to white.

‘I know you may never forgive me, I understood that before I did it, but I couldn’t let you go through with it, I couldn’t let you die.’

Y/N felt a white-hot rage grow in her chest, 

‘THAT WASN’T YOUR DECISION TO MAKE!’ She pushed against his unyielding frame, her newfound strength still nothing to his century and a half. His lips formed a straight line and his eyes glassed over. 

‘I’m sorry Y/N, I’m so sorry…’ His words were whispered, she could hear his pain but she refused to pity him. 

‘Damon… I was meant to die…’ She trailed off, ‘My brothers…. They’ll want to kill me…’

‘No, no, this can’t happen…no.’ She began to pace the street, back and forth, rubbing her temples. She was ready to die, she would have been at peace; something now forever out of reach. She looked towards Damon, his tears were falling freely now, face contorted into a tortured expression. 

‘Damon… why…?’ Her voice was broken, she turned away.

Her anger dwindled, like sand through her fingers. Because despite everything he had done, she did not want to see him hurt. She wanted to hate him for what he did, to scream and shout, but she could not find it within herself to detest him. No, she could never hate him. 

Would she not commit the same, selfish act for the person she loved? Would she not have done it too, if the roles had been reversed? For a moment, she considered the awful concept of Damon’s death and all the abominable things she would do to prevent it. And if this dark imagining of hers occurred anyway, she knew she would go to great, grim lengths to reverse it. She realised Damon had only done exactly as she would do, he had only done what the Winchester siblings had already done; many times over. 

Y/N recalled the potent fear she felt, as she lay dying. She had thought she would never see Damon again and that pain had been more excruciating than her fatal wound. And here he was standing before her, his expression distorted to regretful woe because he had only wanted her to live. She once again pondered what it would mean to never see him again, she felt a distant echo of that earlier pain; maybe she had not been ready to die after all. 

At this moment, she was only angry with herself. Y/N knew that none of this would have occurred if she had not gone to Mystic Falls. But what surprised her the most, was that she also could not find it within herself to regret any of this. Everything Y/N had done, led her to meet him; and meeting Damon had been the greatest procurement of her life, or rather, exsistence. This realisation crushed her like an avalanche; exsistence. ‘Life’ no longer applied to her, she was immortal. Y/N would exist forever.

She began to consider what forever truly meant. A hundred years from now, Y/N would stand before her reflection, and she would look exactly as she does at this moment. The world would have changed to a vast extent, but she would remain unchanging.

Only yesterday she had yearned to wake up beside Damon every morning and spend all day by his side. Y/N had longed to listen to his stupid jokes and talk endlessly with him until night fell and they could begin over again. Eternity had made that possible. And in a hundred years when she looked into that mirror, she could now envision Damon by her side; as he was now. Her heart swelled with a palpable warmth. Maybe eternity was not so bad. 

Damon observed her deliberation, waiting for her to explode. She realised her demeanour must have changed completely during her sudden erudition, as she turned back she noticed Damon now donned an expression of dubiety. But she did not take the time to explain, instead rushing to envelop him in her embrace, leaning back far enough to connect her lips with his, she could taste his drying tears. 

Y/N had surprised him, but he melted into her kiss anyway. She could feel his tense trepidation flow out from beneath her fingertips, as he sighed, content. Damon could not comprehend her sudden tranquil composure, he knew he most certainly did not deserve it. He assumed what he had done would have driven her away for good, he had understood that when he acted. But Damon refused to live in a world where she did not exist, even if it meant she was not with him; it was enough to know she would be alive and well. Never would he have imagined she would accept this so willingly, what had changed in her few moments of quiet thought? 

Y/N finally pulled away and rested her forehead against his.

‘I hope you know you’re stuck with me now?’ Her voice was quiet,

Damon’s laugh was relieved, coming out in an exhaled breath; his voice still holding the faint hallmarks of someone with regret.

‘That’s all I’ve wanted.’

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[countrymusiclover]

Eclipse of the Heart

Jaidlyn Forbes came home in the middle of her years of college to look out for her younger sister Caroline. When she returns home, she never expects to be captivated by the raven haired Damon Salvatore. But will being with him change everything her mother taught her to be.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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[selmasemlan]

Epic encounters - A Marcel Gerard FanFic

Series master list

This is a story about a girl, who finds herself in a world filled with all sorts of powerful creatures. And while she's at it, she meets a prince trying to become a king. And their love would be known by all.

Pairing: Marcel Gerard x Luna Salvatore (OFC)

Univers: Crossover of The Vampire Diaries + Teen Wolf (+ very lightly Supernatural)

Author note: I'll try to put everything in chronological order of the story. This will include random moments in the lives of Luna and Marcel. It's a story about two individuals in love who grow together and separately as people. With some changes, the plot will follow the shows Teen Wolf and The Originals. There will be a lot of original (my own) plot.

If you guys have any requests for this series, let me know. I'm open to everything.

Warning: Elena bashing (never liked her, so won't even pretend here), angst, light Scott bashing (have a hate-love to him), softness of soft, series situations and conversations, PTSD, mental health, betrayal, mention of abuse and harassment.

Info about the universe

Info we have right now

Couples in Marcel x Luna Universe

The Story

Before season 3 of Teen Wolf and season 3 of The Vampire Diaries

Crash into something epic - The First Meeting

Summary: Stefan, facing his mortality, implores Damon to promise to spend the summer with Luna for her happiness. Reluctantly agreeing, Damon and Luna's journey to New Orleans unfolds, leading to an unexpected encounter with Marcel Gerard, marking the beginning of a potentially life-changing adventure.

Serendipity in the Crescent City

Summary: Marcel knows there is something between him and Luna, he just needs a chance.

Echoes of Love

Summary: Marcel asks Luna about her past before the Salvatores

Be mine

Summary: In the enchanting summer air of New Orleans, Marcel and Luna's deepening friendship blossoms into a romantic relationship when Marcel asks Luna to be his girlfriend

Summer Rain and Promises

Summary: Luna is leaving for Beacon Hills

During Season 3 of Teen Wolf and Season 3 of The Vampire Diaries

The Bond That Isn't Broken

Summary: Damon and Luna team up to fix the problems Stefan has caused.

Winterbreak Breakfast Bickering

Summary: It´s winterbreak, and the Salvatore siblings are having breakfast.

Too Soon, But So Right

Summary: A night that almost leads to more, but those that wait, never wait too long

One call away

Summary: A video call between Luna and Marcel brings comfort and love, bridging the distance between them on a challenging day.

Revelation in the Woods

Summary: Deucalion lets Luna know what she is

Confrontation Under the Moonlight

Summary: Luna shows Deucalion who she is and who she will always be

Introducing the partner to the brothers

Summary: Luna introduces Stiles and Isaac to Marcel

Shadows of Betrayal

Summary: Possessed by the Nogitsune, Luna unleashes a wave of dark energy against her friends, her vision blurred and actions twisted by a sinister force. In a moment of lucidity, she pleads for a way to stop the destruction, but Scott's harsh decision to knock her out leaves Isaac determined to save her, his heart heavy with sorrow and resolve.

Luna's Triumph Over Shadows

Summary: In a harrowing mental battle against the Nogitsune, Luna Salvatore confronts her deepest fears and emerges victorious, fortified by her inner strength and the unwavering support of her loved ones. Her resolve to face the future is strengthened, knowing she is no longer alone in her fight against the darkness.

During season 1 of The Originals, season 4 of Teen Wolf and a little of season 4 of The Vampire Diaries

In the Arms of New Orleans Part 2

Summary: Stefan and Rebekah rush Luna to Marcel's arms in New Orleans after a near-fatal attack, finding solace and protection in his embrace.

The Tension of Departure

Summary: Leaving Beacon Hills is necessary, but not everyone feels the same.

The Queen of New Orleans

Summary: As Elijah tries to make peace across the supernatural community of New Orleans, an important factor joins the game

Exes

Summary: In a cozy evening setting, Luna playfully prompts Marcel to share about his past relationships, leading to a heartfelt conversation where they both open up about their exes and reflect on the importance of trust and respect in their budding romance. Amidst candlelight and shared vulnerabilities, they deepen their bond and solidify their commitment to each other, finding solace and strength in their mutual honesty and connection.

Anchored in Love

Summary: With Luna being free of her responsibilities in Beacon Hills, she´s unsure what to do with herself

During season 2 of The Originals

Moonlight in New Orleans

Summary: Marcel and Luna share a tender, moonlit dance in his New Orleans loft, finding solace and reaffirming their love amidst the city's vibrant energy and their own recent turmoil.

A trip to France

Summary: A trip to Paris with the troublesome trio, leaders to, you guessed it, trouble.

Playing Cupid - Damon x Bonnie

Summary: When your siblings decide to play cupid, but it doesn't go as planned

Playing Cupid 2

Summary: Over winter break, Luna, Stiles, and Isaac visit Mystic Falls and, while staying with Damon and Stefan Salvatore, they concoct humorous and heartfelt plans to bring Stefan and Rebekah together.

Sibling Shenanigans: Breakfast Edition

Summary: All the siblings are having breakfast and gang up on Damon

4 moments Luna flinched

Summary: 4 moments where Luna shows how her trauma effects her in her everyday life

Dreams coming true

Summary: The cure discussion continues, and it turns out Luna knows more than she thinks

Moonlight and Warrior

Summary: When did Luna go from Sunshine to Moonlight, a nickname conversation.

Moonlight Conversations

Summary: A conversation about the future shows us how much Marcel and Luna love each other.

The Brothers Meet Marcel: Salvatore Style

Summary: Luna's big brothers are visiting and finally getting an introduction to the guy they´ve heard so much about.

During season 3 of The Originals

Reunited at Marcel's Loft

Summary: Luna and Marcel, reunited in the warmth of his loft after time apart, share a deeply emotional and intimate night, reaffirming their unbreakable bond through tender embraces, passionate kisses, and whispered declarations of love.

​​The Calm Before the Full Moon

Summary: Klaus has a ranting session with Luna

Art Exhibit

Summary: We meet a familiar face, someone Luna thought she would never have to see again.

Dance of Shadows

Summary: The Strix has arrived, and Marcel and Luna face them together.

Luna Helps Davina Find Strength

Summary: Luna and Davina have a sit down

A Parents approval 

Summary: In the depths of the Mikaelson mansion, Luna's earnest defense of Marcel's loyalty leads to a rare moment of understanding and approval between Klaus and Marcel, ultimately strengthening their bond and affirming Luna's place in the family.

The Safehouse Gathering

Summary: Crazy red hairs and prophesies, a plan needs to be made

Late Night Call

Summary: Of course, Luna is going to involve and update her favourite Original.

Babysitting Hope

Summary: Luna and Marcel get to babysit and Klaus gets to see a side of Marcel that he has never seen before.

Not like this

Summary: Luna is worried that it´s too dangerous

Sacrifice

Summary: Luna and Marcel are trying to save Davina, Freya and Elijah only care for their own, so our super couple step up

Promises Made

Summary: A tense evening unfolds as Luna's deep anxiety leads her to urge Marcel to take extreme precautions before a dangerous meeting, fearing for his safety and their future together.

Near death's door (Part 2 of Promises Made)

Summary: Luna's worst fears almost come true as she and Klaus face a terrifying moment of grief, but luck is still on their side

More coming soon.......

[destinywitch]

Damon salvatore x reader

instagram au

@forbesy/n_

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forbesy/n prettiest Forbes✨

 @BBennet the literal personification of the song “she looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl ive ever seen”

@CareBear ok, i get it, u look pretty but the caption? seriously?? 

@LenaGilbert_  gorgeous 

@TheBestSalvatore the hotter forbes, thats for sure❤️‍🔥

    @StefanSalvatore whats with your username? we all know thats not true

    @TheBestSalvatore keep telling urself that

    @CareBear Damon!! Stop hitting on my sister!! Stefan, we all know ur the better brother

    @CobraKai agreed Damon, agreed. 

    @CareBear Y/N!!! why isnt he blocked??

@Enzo gorgeous

@JerGilbert looking good Y/N

LenaGilbert

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LenaGilbert Y/N caught in 4K

@forbesy/n_ oops 

 @CareBear and you didnt tell me!!!

    @ForbesY/N no

    @BBennet Y/N tell me pelase 

    @forbesy/n_ of course bby <3

    @CareBear WHAT??? UR TELLING BONNIE AND NOT ME??

     @ForbesY/N yes, bonnie is my baby!!

 @CareBear who is that??? ELENA!!!???

     @LenaGilbert Idk i couldnt see his face!!

 @Bekah looking dashing, Y/N

    @forbesy/n_ thank u Beks! Tell ur brothers i said hi 

    @LenaGilbert Rebekah the only reason im not blocking u is bc i need folowers

    @Bekah thats good to know ;)

BBennet 

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BBennet I leave my phone unprotected for 5 seconds and this is what i get!! 

 @CareBear Im sorry I couldnt come!!! looking gorgeous

    @forbesy/n_ no ur not!! ur enjoying being alone with Klaus

    @LenaGilbert 😏

    @BBennet🥵😏

    @CareBear GUYS STOP

 @StefanSalvatore are u guys trying to kill me and Damon? He literally passed out

    @forbesy/n_ tell him we’re naked, he’ll wake up

    @TheBestSalvatore mmm so eager to get naked for me

     @forbesy/n_ yes, Damon, please fuck me      

    @TheBestSalvatore carefull,sarcasm is the way to my heart 

    @CareBear you have one?

    @BBennet Stop flirting in my instagram

forbesy/n_

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forbesy/n_ Bonnie is my wife. thats it   @BBennet love u

@CareBear miss u guys

@LenaGilbert i took two of that pics 😭

     @forbesy/n_ 📸: Elena 

      @LenaGilbert thank u

@Enzo Bonnie looking beautiful as always. 

      @forbesy/n_ thank u for being so kind and considerate

      @Enzo always a pleasure 

      @forbesy/n_  i hate u

      @Enzo i know, gorgeous

      @TheBestSalvatore don’t steal my girl, enzo

     @CareBear WHAT????!!!!!

TheBestSalvatore

@TheBestSalvatore my girl, asseholes

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forbesy/n_

@forbesy/n my salvatore💕

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[delicatenightfury]

Something New

Vampire Diaries one-shot (short)

Pairing: Salvatore brothers x sister!reader

Summary: y/n has been a vampire for a long time and is looking for a change

Author's Note: please don't steal my work! I don't own the Vampire Diaries characters, but this is my own idea.

“What’s going on here?”

y/n rolled her eyes.

“They’re groceries, Damon. I know you’re old, but I would honestly think you would recognize food.”

“No need to be sassy about it.” He grabbed a box and showed it to her. “Though I don’t think hair dye is edible, even for vampires.”

“What’s the big deal?”

“I’m just curious! Why did you buy hair dye?”

“Can’t a girl experiment with a new hair color?”

“Sure, I guess so, but I’m just confused as to why.”

“Do I need a reason, Damon?”

“What’s going on here?” Stefan asked, stepping into the kitchen.

“Mind telling Damon to lay off?” y/n replied, going back to putting the groceries away.

“What did you do now?”

“Wait, since when is this my fault?” Damon questioned. “I was just curious as to why our dear sister purchased hair dye while she was at the store.”

“It’s her choice, Damon.”

“You’re not at all curious? She has amazing hair! Why does she want to dye it?”

“Artistic choice?” y/n said, frustration evident in her voice. “Boredom? Having the exact same hair for a hundred years? Looking the same for a hundred years?” She glared at the older Salvatore from over her shoulder. “I don’t age, and I’m getting sick of looking at the same face every single day. I want something new and different.”

“We’re supposed to be blending in, trying to act normal, remember?”

“Yeah because you’ve done a great job of that, Damon.

Damon rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

“So you think a bright new hair color is going to do it for you?”

“It’s at least a start,” she growled.

y/n forcefully shut the fridge, shoving her way past Damon to get out of the room. She sped to her bedroom, needing to get away. She ran a hand through her hair out of frustration.

She had been living with the Salvatores for years. They referred to each other as siblings, but the truth was that Stefan and his friend Lexie had helped her out when she first transitioned and had allowed her to travel with them. That meant she also had many interactions with Damon. Eventually, they came up with the story that she was their sister. And she loved living with them - she wouldn’t trade them for anything - but sometimes they had a habit of being overbearing.

y/n sensitive ears picked up approaching footsteps, and while she couldn’t see them, she could tell who was approaching. y/n turned around and walked into Stefan’s waiting arms. Out of the two brothers, y/n always got along better with Stefan.

“Why is he such a dick sometimes?” y/n muttered, making Stefan chuckle.

“Because he’s Damon.”

y/n shook her head a little before sighing.

“I’m tired of hiding.”

“I know. We’ll figure something out for you, y/n.”

“Don’t bother.” The two pulled away. Damon waved his phone a little at them. “I just called Caroline. She should be by soon with the necessary stuff to help you out.” He tossed y/n the box of dye she had purchased. “I expect to see a picture when it’s done.”

[crow-cards]

re8 hug headcanons

for the four lords, the dimitrescu daughters, and ethan winters

if u like these, send me some requests!!! I will love u forever

Alcina Dimitrescu

since she's so Large, the best hug you could give her is a hug on the leg, in which she'd reciprocate by placing a gentle hand on your back

though if she feels like putting more effort into it, she'll pick you up and hold you properly, a gentle lean against you with her head and a hand on your back with a light pat before setting you back down

maybe she'll give you a parting head pat too

she'll only hug you if she likes you though. otherwise she Will kick you and call you filthy

Dimitrescu Daughters

they all give you a big group hug that knocks you over immediately because they just throw themselves at you

if you DON'T fall though, they're all jumping and excited and squeezing the air outta you

if they're less energetic though, they're more gentle, still holding you tight but they lean their heads against you and get as close as they can

Donna & Angie

not too keen on touch so she's not very likely to hug anyone (other than angie of course) but if she especially likes you, she'll give you a very gentle hug, chin resting on your shoulder and arms wrapped loosely around your back. it doesn't last too long either, but it means a lot so you better appreciate it

don't hold her too tightly either, return her carefulness, and slowly settle into more tight hugs as she gets used to the affection, something she doesn't receive a lot

angie on the other hand will LATCH onto you, arms around your neck and dancing excitedly

she'll often join your and donna's hugs too, helps makes the both of you more relaxed in it

Salvatore Moreau

he's too nervous to ever initiate a hug himself, but the moment you give him one, he pauses for a moment and then gets all excited and hugs you so tightly, stomping happily and nuzzling close

he then gives you hugs more frequently, still very happy but not as overexcited as he was the first time

after a while he'll start thinking that maybe he's being a little annoying and backs off for a bit until you give him some reassurance, then he's happily clinging to you again

Karl Heisenberg

would never initiate a hug first, and the moment that you hug him he just. freezes. hesitantly returns it and is Very confused on why you'd do this. it'd be an awkward, one arm hovering over your back and the other giving an awkward pat kind of hug

if he's not close to you or isn't fond of you, he'll just shove you away aggressively, this man does not care for your wellbeing or if you go flying into a pile of scrap afterwards

but besides that, the more frequent the hugs become, the less awkward and tense it'll be. second time is a more proper arms-around-you hug, but still a bit tense. the hugs after that slowly evolve into proper ones, and after it clicks that you do it because you care and want to, he melts into them. arms wrapped tight around you, face buried in your shoulder/neck, and some weight put into you. he stays there for a moment, don't interrupt the silence, just let him relax for once

hugs after that are still meaningful but less emotional, he'll give tight side and proper hugs, squeezing you then ruffling your hair after you pull away. then there's still the ones where you just sit there a moment and enjoy the embrace

Ethan Winters

gives tight, arms fully wrapped around you, face buried in your shoulder types of hugs. lingers for a couple seconds more, too

not tight enough that he's squeezing the air outta you, but a comforting tight. gives squeezes sometimes too

also gives playful side hugs while ruffling your hair, but he'll fix it for you afterwards if you complain about it

god I don't want ethan's to be the shortest portion bc I love him a lot but there's rlly not much else to say here 😭

[notti-stellate]

Forever Alone

Edward Cullen x Salvatore!reader Salvatore brothers x platonic!reader

Word count: 0.7k

Proofread: Mostly

Warnings: Angst, Damon being a bad brother, fighting (kinda), yelling

Part 1/?

My phone was buzzing like crazy as I got ready for the party, I assumed it was the group chat I had with my friends. We were all pretty excited for the party, it was supposed to be the biggest of the year. I spent all afternoon doing my makeup and making sure my outfit was perfect. I had to look flawless as most of my boyfriend’s family were going to be there. Edward had spent hours begging his siblings to come, hoping that we could all hangout together. After I finished getting ready I gathered my brothers and our friends into the living room.

The first time our families met didn’t go very well, the night ending with arguing and Damon storming out. The Cullens left shortly after that after I apologized profusely to Carlisle. We’ve both hung out with each other’s family and gotten along well, both becoming part of the other’s family.

“Before we leave I need to talk with you guys,” I started, “Edward and his family are really important to me so I need you to be on your best behavior tonight, meaning that you at least try to get along with them.”

After I got all of them to agree we all shuffled out the door, all planning to ride together. I smiled as I read the text from Edward saying he talked to his family too and that they were on their way. Caroline nudged my shoulder teasingly when she saw me smiling at my phone. She was always pretty supportive of our relationship, making her one of my best friends. She completely understands how our friends tend to act around other vampires they don’t know.

As I climbed out of the car I immediately saw Edward standing by his car with his family, talking and laughing together. I shot Damon a look as we walked over, if he messes this up again I am definitely locking him in the basement. I knew he got the message when he rolled his eyes with a sigh.

When we reached Edwards car I gave him a small hug and greeted the rest of the family with a smile. I could tell that he was nervous by how tightly he was holding my hand as our families started to speak again, Caroline politely greeting everybody as we all walked into the party.

“God I hope tonight goes well,” I sighed as I leaned my head on Edward’s shoulder.

“Me too, love” he mumbled, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

It had been a few hours since the party started and it seemed to be going well, Stefan keeping his promise to make sure Damon didn’t do anything stupid. My nerves have calmed down a bit from the alcohol in my system.

Just as I went to get another drink I heard yelling from the other side of the room. By the time I got there Stefan was holding Damon back while Emmett was dragged in the other direction by Edward.

“Seriously,” I yelled, mostly at Damon, “you couldn’t control yourself for one night? God, you’re the oldest out of all of us, would you act like it for once?!”

Stefan and Jeremy pushed Damon outside while I went to talk to Edward. I found him sitting in the backyard with the rest of his family by his side.

“I am so sorry about him,” I said to them, “Damon can be very…stuck in his ways at times”

“It’s alright, y/n, you don’t need to apologize for him,” Emmett sighed,” but I think it’s best that our families stay away from each other for a while.”

I looked over at Edward, tears pricking my eyes as I realized that he agreed, we needed to stay away until we could both get a hold of our siblings. I nodded my head and turned away, walking back inside before I let a tear fall.

As I walked up to my room I realized something, Damon had promised he would never let us be happy, and he set on keeping his promise.

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Hi I was wondering if you could do more Damon and Stefan Salvatore x teenage sister reader you’re so great at writing and I loved the other one you wrote <3

Meanie

Flufftober, October 21st

Teenage Salvatore sister reader x Stefan Salvatore x Damon Salvatore

Warnings: swearing

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"What are you doing?" Stefan leans against the doorway of the kitchen. You're mixing cookie dough in a bowl, except the dough has some strange lumps in it.

"Baking" You look up at him before frowning at the weird consistency in the bowl. The rest of the countertops are a mess, covered with flour, sugar, and some chocolate chips that haven't made it into your mouth surprisingly.

"Are you sure about that?" Stefan raises an eyebrow. "Shut up" you grumble before pushing the bowl away.

"How about setting a place in rule for y/n to never use the kitchen. Ever" Damon walks into the room.

"Hey!" You exclaim, crossing your arms. "He's not wrong" Stefan winced at your stone cold face. "Fine! Have fun cleaning up" you walk out of the kitchen.

"What if I just grounded her" Damon takes the cloth and begrudgingly starts to wipe the counter. "There's only one thing you haven't considered about that" Stefan throws the contents of the bowl into the trash.

"Oh? And what's that" he raises an eyebrow to his younger brother. "She spends ninety percent of her time in her room" Stefan tells him while putting some ingredients away in the cupboards now.

"Right. She hates being around people. Which makes it the perfect punishment" Damon smirks, a plan clearly starting to take place in his mind.

"She's going to kill you" Stefan yells to him as he walks away.

Damon just shrugs as he makes his way up to your room.

Without knocking he enters your room. You're laying in your bed, one of Stefan's diaries in your hands. "Reading one of our brothers private things I see" Damon sits on the foot of your bed.

"Oh please, like you haven't read them all either" you fix him with the same look and place the diaries to the side. "Fair enough."

"I have a surprise for you. Not the best, but maybe it'll teach you a little lesson. And maybe a bit of people skills" Damon stands and walks closer to you. "What are you ta- hey! Put me down, Jackass" you yell as Damon lifts you up into his arms.

He carries your squirming body all the way downstairs, and makes his way to the front door. "Really, Damon?" Stefan sighs as he walks in to the hallway, not thinking he would actually follow through.

"Yep, brother" Damon smirks, reaching for the doorknob. But before he could, you swung one if your feet and smashed it against his arm, pushing yourself out of his grasp. You quickly then kneed him in the gut and swiftly snapped his neck with your hands.

Stefan slightly smiled, knowing Damon had it coming for him as he walked into the livingroom and sits on one of the couches.

Not long after you join him. You sit beside him and cuddle into your big brother's side. "Damon's mean! He tried to make me go talk to people" you pouted before nuzzling your head into him.

"I know, he's horrible isn't he?" Stefan played along, smile resting on his face. "Mhm" you agreed, pout still playing on your lips.

You stay snuggled up next to your big brother until your other big brother wakes. Then you hild km tighter to Stef and use him as basically a personal shield when the times come.

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“If I have to tell you again, I won’t be this nice.” And “I can do whatever I want!”

With The Vampire Diaries or Chicago Fire pretty please? 😊

"Aw, seriously?"

Stefan groaned as he walked through the front door of the manor to find you in the exact place he had left you. Pausing for a moment to collect himself so he didn't grow too exasperated at your ignorance, he tilted his head up to the ceiling, shut his eyes, and clenched his fists at his side.

"Y/N," he said eventually, turning towards the couch. When you didn't answer, your head bobbing along to something he couldn't hear, he sighed and walked towards you. "Y/N." Again, nothing, so he flicked the back of your head. "Y/N Salvatore, if I have to tell you again, I won't be this nice."

You sighed and pulled your headphones off, whipping your head around to face your brother. “What? I was listening to a true crime podcast and it was just getting good." As your brother sighed and walked over to the bookcase, you crossed your legs beneath you and followed him with your eyes. “Honestly, I'm pretty sure it was a vampire that killed the garbageman.”

Stefan was unamused. He took books from the case and put it in a backpack. “We’re gonna be late for school.”

You scowled. “Not this again.”

“What do you mean, ‘not this again’? I wasn’t kidding when I said I enrolled us, Y/N.”

“Well, that was stupid of you." When Stefan turned to give you a look, you rolled your eyes and stood to your feet. "Why do we have to go to school, Stefan? We’re vampires.”

“Which means we need to blend in." Stefan picked up a second backpack and filled it with just as many books. You'd only been in Mystic Falls a week but Stefan had decided that school enrollment was better than sitting around. He'd attended many schools over his lifetime but you had always backed out, preferring to live your long, vampire existence in the presence of books and writing and art. This time, though, he'd taken the decision for the both of you. He knew you'd be staying at the boarding house for longer than you'd stayed in any other of your homes, and he knew you would have to make it look real.

You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. With a sigh, Stefan put the bags down and walked towards you. He uncrossed your arms and held your hands in his, ensuring you couldn't escape his gaze. "Please," he said gently. "For me. For your favourite big brother."

You rolled your eyes but the hint of a smile pulled at your lips anyway. "I didn't have a lot of choice in picking favourites," you reminded him. Stefan breathed a short laugh as he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I know it won't be easy," he said, "but I promise it'll be for the best. You need socialisation...friends. Soon enough you'll get bored of me and then you won't know what to do with yourself."

"I won't get bored of you," you said, leaning in to rest your forehead on your brother's chest. "But okay. I'll go to school. But I want you to know I'm not happy about it."

Stefan shut his eyes in silent relief. You were the perfect mix of your brothers, which made you a force to be reckoned with. He hadn't honestly known how the day would end, but he was glad things seemed to be going in the right direction.

"I hear you, babe," he said with a kiss to the top of your head. He pulled away and nudged you in the direction of the stairs. "Go get ready."

You spun on your heel and plonked yourself down on the couch once more to finish your podcast. "I'm always ready."

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Damon and Stefan Salvatore & little sister!reader, Mikaelsons & (kind of) adopted sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous

Synopsis: Damon and Stefan find you after decades thinking you were dead—but maybe you have a new family.

A/N: this is my first TVD fanfic, hope you guys like it! (PS—I don’t have a clue when half the Mikaelsons were staked or when they were active, so this is probably inaccurate)

Damon was about to take a little…snack…when he was interrupted. He was prepared to drink the girl that stopped him from his prey, but a split second view of her face made him completely forget where he was and what he was doing.

“Forget the last five minutes and go home,” the girl said to Damon’s long-forgotten snack. The man turned a corner and was gone.

“Y/N?” Damon looked like he couldn’t breathe. A thousand questions swam behind his eyes, but he didn’t ask any of them. Instead, he grabbed hold of you and pulled you into his arms.

“Hi Damon.” You greeted awkwardly as you slowly pulled away. You didn’t look surprised to see him.

“Hi Damon? That’s it?” Damon was beside himself. “But you…you’re….you died decades ago!”

“No,” you said slowly. “You died decades ago. You and Stefan became vampires and left me behind. After killing our father, I might add.”

“That was Stefan,” Damon argued, sensing your sudden tinge of anger. “We…we thought you’d be better off human.”

“Well I became a vampire without your help,” you answered.

“How?” Damon demanded.

“That’s my business.”

“Why are you here?”

“I heard you were back. I wanted to find you.”

“After hundreds of years?” Damon narrowed his eyes.

“I tried to find you a couple decades after I got turned—it took me a while to stop being mad—but I could never find you.”

“So when you finally find me, you start an argument?”

Your face flushed. “I guess I’m still a little mad sometimes. And I think…I guess seeing you try to kill someone kind of…”

“I’m a vampire, N/N—“ Damon’s nickname for you threw you off “what did you expect?”

“I know a lot of vampires who don’t kill.” You shrugged. “I guess I didn’t know what to expect.”

“You and Stefan would get along,” Damon scoffed. Your face dropped.

“Damon, that isn’t funny.”

“Who’s joking?”

“Damon, I…I ran into Stefan…sometime in the twenties, I think.” You swallowed. “I know what he’s like now.”

“Wait, you saw him? He knows you’re alive?” Damon’s jaw ticked. “And he didn’t—“

“No, no he doesn’t know,” you insisted. “It’s a long story.”

Damon huffed out a breath and seemed to relax. “Well, he’s not like like that anymore. He was pretty bad back then, but now he’s boring like you—all blood bags and rabbits.” A thought flitted in front of Damon’s face, and he grabbed it. “Wait, if you saw Stefan in the twenties…did you ever meet a guy called Klaus Mikaelson? Because him and his whole psycho family are nearby, so you’d better stay on your toes, kid.”

“I…” you swallowed hard. “I don’t have to be afraid of the Mikaelsons.”

“What? Why—“

“Actually, we get along quite well.” A voice from the shadows startled Damon, but you just looked annoyed.

“Elijah, I told you to let me do this alone!”

“And I believe I made it clear that I thought that was a bad idea.” Elijah’s sudden presence had Damon stiff and on edge, but he couldn’t focus on Elijah with you right there.

“What is this, Y/N?”

“Well, you’re right—I did meet Klaus in the twenties. But he wasn’t the first Mikaelson I met. Elijah turned me.”

“You did this?” Damon finally turned his attention to the original. “Why?”

Despite Damon’s sudden anger, Elijah was calm. “Because she asked me to.”

“Elijah please,” you cut in. “I want to do this alone.”

Elijah looked from Damon to you, then sighed.

“I’ll be around if you need me,” he promised. Then he was gone.

“Elijah? Seriously?” Damon growled.

“Yes, Damon. You don’t know what it was like after you left—things were bad here, and I didn’t have anyone. Elijah helped me.”

“Are you two…” the disgusted look on Damon’s face was all you needed to see.

“No!” You insisted. “Elijah’s been like a brother to me.” You were a little ashamed at the happiness you felt when Damon looked insulted.

“Forget it,” Damon decided. “So, you found me. But why? If you saw Stefan and didn’t want to talk to him—“

“I did want to. But when I saw how horrible he was I…I just couldn’t. I tried to find you, but you weren’t anywhere near him. I figured you left when he became a ripper. I guess that’s why I didn’t expect to see you trying to eat someone.”

“Wow, you thought I’d be the good influence,” Damon muttered, shaking his head with a wry smile. “You’ve got a lot to catch up on. A lot has changed in a couple hundred years, little sister. Now let’s go get you reintroduced to Stefan.”

…

“Damon, what did you do?” The pale shock on Stefan’s face seemed to amuse his older brother.

“Don’t look at me, brother. I didn’t reanimate her corpse, I just found her,” Damon explained.

You glared at Damon before turning a softer eye towards Stefan.

“I’m a vampire,” you explained. “Have been since about a year after you guys left.”

Unlike Damon, Stefan launched right into questions.

“How? Why? Who turned you? Where have you been?”

“Hey, easy,” Damon soothed him. “I’ll explain it to you later. For now…”

Stefan needed no further prompting to drag you into a hug.

“I missed you,” he whispered.

“Missed you too.” You hugged your big brother tightly. It really had been too long.

…

“Elijah?!”

You should’ve known the happy reunion could only last so long. As soon as Stefan found out about the Mikaelsons…

“Look,” you huffed. “I know you don’t like them, but they were around for me for hundreds of years after you two abandoned me.”

That shut your brothers up fast.

“I’m not trying to make you feel guilty,” you continued. “I’m just saying…they’re like family to me. And you’re going to have to deal with that.”

Stefan was staring hard at you, as if considering, but Damon was already backing down.

“If it means we get you back,” Damon said. “Then fine.”

…

Despite your connection to the Mikaelsons, your brothers accepted you back with open arms. You and Stefan got along right away, sharing—ultimately—your respect for human life. You met his friends and liked them—Caroline especially. But the more you got close to Stefan, the more you started to realize something.

You missed Damon.

You’d spent so long trying to find your brothers, but finding Damon turned out to be a strange experience. He’d changed so much, and he was so much darker than he’d been as a human. It was a lot to take in.

You found him brooding in his room one day while Stefan was out with some friends—you’d decided to stay behind.

“Shouldn’t you be out partying…or whatever?” Damon was grumpy; he was always grumpy, it seemed.

“Didn’t feel like it.” You shrugged. “So now you’re stuck with me.”

“Lucky me.” Damon rolled his eyes.

“You know, you were always my favorite.” You didn’t know at what point you decided to reminisce, but once you started you couldn’t stop. “Stefan always had something he was distracted with—but you used to let me follow you around everywhere.”

“Didn’t think you’d remember that,” Damon muttered almost to himself.

“Of course I did.” Your lips twitched into an almost-smile. “I remember a lot we used to do together.”

“Me too.” Damon was smiling at you despite obvious efforts to hide you. “Look, I know things are different now—“

“Maybe not so different.” You shrugged. “I’m figuring it out.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Hey kid?”

You hummed.

“You’re my favorite too.”

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Damon Salvatore x Winchester!Sister!Hunter!Reader  The Vampire Diaries x Supernatural

Blog Masterlist Mini-Series Synopsis: Y/N Winchester was tired of living in her brothers' shadows; she needed to do something for herself for a change. When she heads to Mystic Falls, a town she was always warned to stay away from, she finds she may have taken on more than she can handle. Will she be able to eradicate the supernatural from the uncanny town? Or will she find herself tangled amongst it?

Important Note: This is a mini-series, I have come up with an original line of events as it is not set during any particular plotline for either show, I wanted this fic to remain as spoiler-free as possible while also making the two source materials easy to incorporate.

Disclaimer: I will probably write more parts for this series than I have listed below, though I currently only have planning and material written out for the chapters already listed.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight (Coming Soon)

Part Nine (Coming Soon)

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1 - Coming Back Home

Part 2

Eclipse of the Heart

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Opening the backside door of my truck eyeing the objects laying in the seat in front of me. Yanking the zipper of my duffel bag open I sighed seeing wooden stakes, wooden arrows and some vervain darts inside of it. The only double life I have ever known.

"You cock the barrel like this, point at the heart and shoot." My mother explained to me by cocking a handgun in her hands right in front of me.

My father was watching my younger sister Caroline at home allowing her time to take me down to the firing range and no one would question because she was the town Sheriff. "Why isn't Caroline learning this too, mom?"

"Because she's far too young for it, Jaid." She answered my question tucking some loose strands behind my ear that had come out of my ponytail.

I nodded understanding her response. "Do I have to do this?"

"It's the only way I know you'll be able to protect yourself when I can't always be there." She said back to me offering out the handgun in her hands for me to take from her.

Sucking in a breath I picked it up feeling the cold metal touching my fingers. Wrapping my fingers completely around the gun I aimed it at the target down the range. "One…two…three." I muttered to myself doing my best to keep my eyes open when I fired it off.

"That's fairly good for your first time." The target paper came up with a push of a button so we could both see the end result. My mother grasped a hand on my shoulder when I lowered the gun looking at her, the small smile gone in an instant. "Now do it again and again until you don't miss."

Slinging the duffel bag over my shoulder I closed the truck door and headed up to our front door. Walking upstairs to my old bedroom I knew I had a whole backseat to unpack but it didn't matter right now. I couldn't stay at college knowing that our mother had probably already been teaching my sister about the supernatural like she did me.

I loved my mother, don't get me wrong. But the day I turned sixteen she decided to tell me the truth about what the council was hiding from the rest of the town. The truth that vampires still existed.

Stuffing the bag in my closet I heard someone coming so I slipped a small stake underneath my pant leg and a heart necklace with some vervain inside hanging around my neck. Shrugging a red leather jacket on I hid the jewelry underneath my shirt before someone entered my bedroom. "Jaid-o-raid, I can't believe you're home!"

"Care Bear!" I squealed, spinning around on my feet seeing my sister standing in the doorway. We both ran over to one another and embraced in a tight yet warm hug after being apart for so long.

She finally broke the hug holding onto my forearms. "I can't believe you're home. Wait, did I miss family weekend so you came all this way to see me?"

"No you didn't miss anything. I just felt that I needed to be home. Plus I've missed you bunches." I shrugged my shoulders through part of a lie. She didn't know that I was terrified that our mother had already turned her into a hunter.

She grinned brightly at me. "Well I'm glad you're home. And since you are, you should come to the back to school bonfire tonight."

"I technically don't think I'm allowed since I'm not in high school anymore."

My younger sister slightly rolled her eyes. "That doesn't matter. You're my sister. Plus they'll be booze and hot guys there."

"Hmm fine. But only for a little bit." I caved and she giggled before we spent a few hours before it would get dark and then we went out to the bone fire.

But this didn't last long and we ended up at the Grill for drinks. Caroline and Bonnie were sitting at one of the tables and I was sitting up at the bar sipping on a Bourbon.

"Are you sober yet?" The Bennett girl asked her friend.

My sister put her face in her hands. "No…why didn't he go for me?"

"Can I get another drink please?" I waved the bartender over with my empty drink cup before he came over and took it from me. Resting my chin in the palm of my hand I eyed my sister who looked like she was about to cry again.

Bonnie pushed water across the table to her. "Keep drinking. I gotta get you home. I gotta get me home."

"Why didn't he go for me? You know, how come the guys that I want never want me?" Caroline laid her head down on the table having a pity party over the new guy Stefan Salvatore choosing one of her best friends over her.

Bonnie held her hands up in surrender. "I'm not touching that."

"I'm inappropriate. I always say the wrong thing. And... Elena always says the right thing. She doesn't even try! And he just picks her. And she's always the one that everyone picks, for everything. And I try so hard, and... I'm never the one." My sister runs her fingers through her blonde hair.

Bonnie sighed at her. "It's not a competition, Caroline."

Caroline sniffed through some tears "Yeah, it is."

"Keep the change." I put some cash on the bar top, finishing the second Bourbon that I had ordered and going over to my sister. Touching my sister's arm I tugged her up from the chair. "Hey, we should be getting home. Bonnie, can you take her home? I'll follow behind you and try to sober her up before our mom gets back."

She nodded, holding onto her friends arm walking out of the bar. "Sure."

Heading out the door the wind blew my hair in front of my eyes. I could feel someone was standing behind me where I reached inside of my jacket drawing out a smaller stake spinning around on my boots. "Back off, buddy." I snapped at the guy who had bright blue eyes and black hair from the looks of it under the light of the moon.

"Hmm you're the first human I've come across who was smarter enough to be armed." They guy smirked down at me shoving me against my truck passenger door.

I nearly dropped the wooden stake on the concrete staring into his eyes. "I'm not a typical human. I know what the hell you are."

"Then say it if you're not afraid." He teased me.

"Vampire." I muttered back to him.

He revealed his fangs and I saw black veins appearing underneath his eyes. "Too bad I'm going to kill you now." He bent his head to the side, fangs fully extended out now getting closer to my neck until I knee him in the crotch.

The vampire groaned and fell down on his knees giving me the opportunity to bolt and run away from him towards Bonnie's car but I couldn't find it meaning she must've already left. "Shit!"

"Shit is right, bitch." The guy forced himself to his feet causing me to spin on my toes to face him. I reached down towards the other stake in my boot but he sped towards me, throwing me down onto the parking lot ground.

I grunted squirming under his hands but he was much stronger than I was. He moved one hand underneath the back of my shirt, finding the sleep dart I had tucked away in there. "I think that's enough fight you for a while." His grip loosened as my eyes got heavy and I passed out on the concrete.

Blinking my eyes open I groaned, twisting my neck feeling sore from whatever I had been injected with. Beginning to look around the room all I could see was mostly darkness except for the dime light in the corner of the room. "You've got to be kidding me...urgh!" I attempted to get up off the stone floor but I got yanked down where I winced.

My wrists were bound to the ground with metal chains keeping me trapped. Footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs where I whipped my head around before a large metal door creaked open. "I would've thought you would have been an easier grab."

"Typically when someone gets abducted they do fight back. Now who the hell are you!"

The figure kept walking until they reached me. The first thing I noticed about him was his bright blue eyes. "Well don't worry in a few minutes you won't remember how we met."

"You can't compel me. I have vervain - where's my necklace!" I gasped looking down to see it wasn't around my neck anymore.

He lifted his hand to tilt my chin up. "I already figured that out. Now I noticed that you're hanging around with that other blonde. Who is she?"

"My sister. We're the sheriff's daughters." I answered his question when his eyes dilated and I cursed in my head that he had just compelled me.

He clicked his tongue, introducing himself. "I'm Damon. Damon Salvatore. Nice to meet you, hunter Forbes."

"I didn't ask for your name but thanks." I sarcastically remarked attempting to once again break free from the handcuffs. "Now if you're gonna kill me get on with it."

Damon moved one hand to the side of my face while his Raven black hair slightly fell in front of his eyes. "Oh I do plan on killing you. But not until you help me with something first."

"I'll never help you, vampire!" I bared my teeth snarling at him.

Damon held my face in his hands compelling me for the second time where I parted my mouth opened having no choice but to listen to him. "You'll want to help me. You'll not hate me. You will find me attractive and have me be your boyfriend." He released my face where I lowered my gaze to the stone floor beginning to feel something different going on about myself.

[selmasemlan]

Be Mine

Summary: In the enchanting summer air of New Orleans, Marcel and Luna's deepening friendship blossoms into a romantic relationship when Marcel asks Luna to be his girlfriend

Pairing: Marcel Gerard x Luna Salvatore (OFC)

Author note: I'm back with another part of this fic. I just can't stop

Warning: cute shish, none

Word count: 821

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Be Mine

The summer air in New Orleans was thick with the scent of magnolias and the distant sound of jazz drifting through the streets. Luna and Marcel found themselves strolling along the banks of the Mississippi River, the setting sun casting a golden hue over the city. It had been a summer of adventures and unexpected moments, each day weaving them closer together.

As they walked hand in hand, Luna couldn't help but feel a flutter of anticipation in her chest. Their friendship had blossomed into something deeper during their time together in New Orleans, and she wondered if Marcel felt the same way.

Marcel, ever perceptive, sensed Luna's quiet contemplation. He stopped by a wrought-iron bench overlooking the river, gently guiding her to sit beside him. Luna nestled close, the warmth of his presence comforting and familiar.

"You know," Marcel began softly, his voice carrying a hint of hesitation, "this summer has been... extraordinary."

Luna looked up at him, her heart skipping a beat at the sincerity in his eyes. "It really has," she agreed softly, a smile tugging at her lips.

Marcel reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from Luna's face. "I've enjoyed every moment we've spent together," he confessed, his thumb tracing the curve of her cheek.

Luna's breath caught in her throat, her pulse quickening with anticipation. She searched his eyes, finding warmth and affection mirrored in their depths.

"I've been meaning to ask you something," Marcel continued, his voice steady but tinged with nervousness. "Luna, would you... would you like to be my girlfriend?"

The question hung in the air, filled with hope and vulnerability. Luna felt a rush of emotions—joy, excitement, and a deepening affection for the man before her. She leaned in, pressing her forehead against his, their breaths mingling in the warm evening air.

"Yes, Marcel," Luna whispered, her voice barely above a murmur but filled with certainty. "I would love that."

Marcel's face broke into a wide, radiant smile, his relief evident. Without hesitation, he pulled Luna into his arms, holding her close as they savored the moment. Luna melted into his embrace, feeling the weight of unspoken words and uncharted promises between them.

They sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, the soft murmur of the river and the distant jazz music providing a gentle backdrop to their newfound happiness. Marcel twirled Luna playfully around, causing her to giggle uncontrollably, their laughter mingling with the music of the night.

Their laughter filled the air, and Marcel pulled Luna closer, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "You have no idea how happy you just made me," he murmured against her skin, his voice full of emotion.

Luna smiled, her heart swelling with love. "I think I might have an idea," she teased gently, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt.

Marcel chuckled, leaning in to capture her lips in a tender kiss. The world seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in the sweetness of the moment, the warmth of his lips a perfect match to the summer evening.

As they pulled back, Luna rested her head on Marcel's shoulder, sighing contentedly. "This feels like a dream," she said softly, her eyes closing as she relished the feeling of being so close to him.

Marcel kissed the top of her head, his arms tightening around her. "If it is, I never want to wake up," he replied, his voice a low, comforting rumble.

They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's arms, the gentle sounds of the city around them. Eventually, Marcel stood, taking Luna's hand in his and leading her to a quiet spot by the water. The city lights reflected off the surface of the river, creating a magical, shimmering scene.

Marcel pulled Luna into another dance, their movements slow and intimate. "Dance with me," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.

Luna nodded, her heart full as they swayed together under the stars. Each step felt like a promise, a silent vow of the love they were just beginning to explore.

When the night grew darker, they finally made their way back to the bench, sitting close together as they watched the last rays of sunlight disappear behind the horizon. Marcel draped his arm around Luna's shoulders, pulling her into his side.

"I can't wait to see where this takes us," he said softly, his fingers tracing patterns on her arm.

Luna looked up at him, her eyes shining with affection. "Me neither," she replied, her voice filled with hope and excitement.

In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of New Orleans and the warmth of each other's embrace, Luna and Marcel knew they were embarking on a journey that would be filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities. The summer had brought them together, and now, their hearts were intertwined, ready to face whatever the future held.