#sorry damon but I love your dad

[cazzyf1]

Putting on the ritz - Damon Hill/Graham Hill

[athenamikaelson]

Klaus Mikaelson x Soulmate!Reader x Elijah Mikaelson Pt. 

Word Count- 5.5k

Warnings- Swearing, violence, spoilers for canon, abusive dads, trauma, reader having bad responses to her trauma.

“Wait, you’re telling me that I miss ghosts coming back and terrorizing Damon just because I went to a doctor’s appointment?”

I deadpan at Ric as he looked over a bunch of pictures and drawings they had found in some mystery tunnel. 

“That’s what you get for going to the doctor,” Damon smirks at me as he and Elena spar. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, Demon. Next time I just won’t get shot,” I shoot a glare at him and he rolls his eyes. Elena uses this moment to try to throw a punch at the vampire but Damon easily catches it. 

Elena sighs defeated and then turns to me, “How did your appointment go? Any good news?”

I roll my left shoulder and then shrug, “Nothing really new. The doctor did say I’m healing faster than anyone he’s seen before though,” This gains all three of their attention, “He chalked it up to my wonderful youth.”

“Well that’s good,” Elena smiles happily.

“And he said he liked my birthmark.”

“You have a birthmark?”

I look over to Ric who is looking at me questionably.

“Ya, she’s got like a smudge on her shoulder,” Damon jests and I glare at him.

“It’s not a smudge you asshat.”

“Don’t be mean Damon,” Elena defends me, “Personally I love Y/N’s birthmark. I think it’s cute. Almost looks kinda like the moon.”

I walk over to Elena and we both glare at the blue-eyed vamp who just rolls his eyes again. 

“Thank you, my love,” I look over to my best friend who is sporting a light pink tint to her cheeks at the nickname.

“Of course, my beautiful best friend,” Elena smiles back and we both giggle.

“Can y'all just kiss and get it over with,” Damon groans out.

“You wish you had a boyfriend the way I have my girlfriend, Damon. Your jealousy is oozing off of you,” I smile at the man and he purses his lips and then goes over to Ric.

A buzzing in my pocket has me separating from my friend and grabbing my phone. 

“Oh shit,” I whisper out and quickly grab my jacket off a nearby chair.

“Where are you going,” Elena asks to me as I book it to the front door.

“Theo’s tire popped and he’s supposed to be at practice in 2 minutes. So I have to go rescue him. Toddles!”

—

“Thanks for picking me up,” I groan as Theo grabs his football padding from the trunk of my car and puts them into my arms.

“Ya, whatever,” I struggle to carry it all as Theo closes the trunk and makes me follow him towards the school.

“Dude take your shit before I drop it,” I groan out to my brother who turns back and gives me a look before dramatically sighing and grabbing the gear from my hands.

“You need to start hitting weights. I’m bulking up this season so you can join me,” My brother says excitedly. 

I stare at him in disgust, “Oh ya cause that sounds like great sibling bonding time to me.”

“Do you know how many people would kill to be my sibling,” Theo asks and I shoot him a blank look.

“Many people, nerd. Many a people,” I fight the urge to laugh at my brother’s dramatics as his mood instantly brightens, “There’s the guys! I got to go, see you later nerd.” 

I stand there for a moment as I watch my brother run off to his teammates. Oddly enough though after going like 10 feet he stops and turns around. He quickly runs over to me and for a second I think he’s going to knock me down but instead, he balances his gear on one hand, and with the other he side-hugs me. 

“Even though other people want to be my sibling, I wouldn’t want any of those hoes,” Theo lets go of me and gives me a boyish grin, “You’re kind of a cool sister. Even if you are a nerd.”

Theo turns back around and I can’t fight the huge smile that comes over my face as I watch my little brother instantly start bickering with his teammates. 

“You guys have a cute relationship,” A feminine British voice makes my smile instantly drop.

“Hello Rebekah,” I turn around and come face to face with the pretty blonde Mikaelson. 

“That’s your little brother I assume. He looks just like you,” She smiles at me but I don’t return it.

“What do you want?”

Rebekah doesn’t seem to be unsettled by my prickly attitude as she continues talking. 

“I was wondering if you’d like to get lunch with me. Or perhaps go dress shopping? Homecoming is coming up and I’ve never been to one so I could use some help.”

My eyes narrow in confusion, “You’ve never been to a homecoming? Aren’t you like a million years old?”

Rebekah seems momentarily annoyed by my comment but quickly brushes it off, “I spent much of my life following my brothers around. Neither of which care for the dramatics that come with high school. So no, I haven’t been to a high school dance.”

I think about what she said for a moment and a smirk graces my lips at the thought of posh Elijah at a homecoming dance. 

“You’re not missing out on much,” I pick at the thread of my shirt, “I mean, not that I would know. I’ve never been to one either.”

At this Rebekah frowns, “You’ve never been! Why not?”

I shrug at Rebekah’s question, “Public places with tons of people aren’t really my thing. I’d rather be alone than be in a room with a bunch of drunk, loud teenagers.”

I move around the Original and start walking towards my car but inwardly groan when I hear her footsteps behind me.

“Great! Then we can experience it for the first time together!”

I bite my lip in anger and whip around, “What are you doing?”

Rebekah’s face morphs into one of confusion, “What do you mean?”

I gesture to her and then to me, “This! Why are you trying so hard to be around me? Did your brother put you up to this? He’s already making Alastair follow me around like a dog, so what about you?”

At my outburst, the girl frowns, “I heard about what my brother did. His ways of caring for people aren’t always shown in the best ways,” She smiles softly at me, “But I swear to you my brother didn’t put me up to this. I just…would like a friend…I would like you to be my friend.”

I look at Rebekah and try to find any signs of deceit in her face but I can’t seem to find any.

“You can’t just have friends, Rebekah. Friendships are built on trust. I can’t be friends with you unless you prove to me that I can trust you.”

Rebekah seems to take this as a approval as she quickly nods her head, “Great! Then I’ll just make you trust me. Can I have your phone number so I can text you? That’s what it is called right? I’m still quite new to this ages technology.”

I sigh and then reach out my hand and Rebekah smiles grabbing her phone from her pocket and placing it in my hand. I go to her contacts and type in my number and hand the phone back to the smiling blonde. 

I turn around and head to my car but hear the blonde call after me.

“I’ll text you!”

—

Rebekah wasn’t joking when she said she’d text me because approximately an hour later I’m pulling up to the Salvatore house because she practically begged me to meet her here.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?”

I turn around and spot Elena getting out of her SUV. 

“Rebekah asked me to come,” I frown at my friend’s worried expression, “What are you doing here?”

“She asked me to come as well.”

Elena and I warily eye each other for a moment before walking up to the front door. Elena goes first as she pushes the front door open and my ears are assaulted by loud pop music.

Elena shoots me a look over her shoulder and I shrug as we make our way into the foyer. We begin walking into the living room but stop when a smiling She-Klaus walks over to us with champagne in her hands.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“You invited me over to talk,” Elena says from beside me, not matching Rebekah’s cheery attitude.

“I’m not exactly sure why I’m here,” I raise a finger.

Rebekah looks at us and then turns around, “Alright, girls. Have at it.”

I’m confused on who she’s talking to for a moment but then when a group of girls wearing homecoming dresses enter the living room in a line, I have my answer.

“What the hell,” I whisper to Elena who looks as shocked and confused as me. 

“Okay, now twirl, please,” Rebekah asks the girls and I watch in disgust as they all oblige.

“You’ve compelled your own private runway show?”

I nod along to Elena’s question because I’m also thinking the same.

“I need a homecoming dress. So what do you think? Pick one” Rebekah says as if this is totally normal behavior. 

“I know you’re new to this whole thing…and century. But most people just go to the store and try on the dresses. Not compel a bunch of innocent girls to parade around in them.”

Rebekah frowns at me. 

“We’re not here to help you shop. I’m here to talk about why you don’t want me to wake up Mikael.”

Rebekah smirks at Elena’s comment for a moment before flashing behind a blonde girl. I jump back slightly as I watch her fangs protrude from her gums as she puts them near the girl's throat. 

Elena takes a step forward and I follow.

“I said pick one, Elena.”

Elena looks a me for a moment before pointing to one of the girls, “The red one.”

“There,” Rebekah smooths out the blonde girl's hair, “That wasn’t so hard, was it? Go away. Remember nothing.”

I watch disturbed as the girls walk back out of the room and Rebekah comes back over to us. 

“You do not threaten me,” Rebekah stares Elena down and I move slightly in front of my friend, “You will learn what I allow you to learn. Is that clear?”

Elena nods from beside me and Rebekah moves around us and out of the room. Elena and I shoot each other another look before following the girl upstairs and into Stefan’s room where Rebekah is starting to go through the broody vampire’s things. 

“We shouldn’t be here,” Elena says standing next to me in the doorway.

“Of course, we should,” Rebekah says as she picks up a pair of boxers, making me frown in disgust, “Come on. Like you’ve never wanted to snoop. Boxer briefs. Now that’s a change from the ‘20s.”

“Ew. TMI.”

“Are you gonna root through his stuff all night or are you gonna start to tell us your story?”

Rebekah sighs, “You really are no fun,” She turns to me, “Why are you friends with such a bore?”

“One thing you should learn about me Rebekah,” I glare at the blonde, “I am not friends with people who insult my friends.”

Rebekah stares at me for a moment before rolling her eyes and muttering something under her breath. 

“What do you want to know?”

Elena takes a step into the room, “Elijah said that your father was a landowner in Europe. How did you guys end up here?”

At the mention of the suited Original, a warm feeling brushes my cheeks.

“My parents had just started a family when a plague struck their homeland. They lost a child to it. They wanted to escape and protect their future family from the same fate.”

A wave of sadness washes over me at the mention of Rebekah losing her sibling. I couldn’t imagine what I would do if I ever lost Theo. No matter how many headaches he gives me, the boy is practically my son.

“So how did you end up here,” Elena prods, “This part of the world hadn’t been discovered yet.”

Rebekah scoffs, “Not by anyone in your history books. But my mother knew the witch Ayana who heard from the spirits of a mystical land where everyone was healthy. Blessed by the gifts of speed and strength. That led my family here where we lived amongst those people.”

“The werewolves?”

“To us, they were just our neighbors. My family lived in peace with them for over 20 years during which my family had more children including me.”

“So… technically you’re American?” 

My question has both of the girls shooting me frowns but I lightly laugh at myself for the comment. 

“You make it sound so normal,” Elena comments. 

Rebekah walks towards a window and for a second I can see a thoughtful smile on her face, “It was. Once a month our family retreated to the caves underneath our village. The wolves would howl through the night and by morning we’d return home. One full moon, Klaus and my youngest brother Henrik snuck out to watch the men turn into beasts. That was forbidden. Henrik paid the price.”

A deep breath escapes my lips as the girl continues her story.

“And that was the beginning of the end of peace with our neighbors,” Rebekah turns back to look at us, “And one of the last moments my family had together as humans.”

The buzzing of Elena’s phone distracts us.

Rebekah coughs, “You better get that. That’ll be…Damon checking up on you.”

Elena turns around and answers the call as I walk over to Stefan’s desk and start rummaging through his things. I never said I was a Saint.

“Was that Stefan?’’

Elena’s question has me turning around and frowning. 

“Damon, how could you let him out,” Elena exclaims and I frown.

“That didn’t sound good.”

—

“Did you get your fill of snooping yet,” Elena asks Rebekah who is lying down on Stefan’s bed reading one of his many diaries, “Can we get on with the story?”

I watch from my seat on the floor as Rebekah throws the book onto the bed and stands up. She walks over to the desk by Elena and picks up a framed picture of the couple. 

“Honestly, I don’t get you two as a couple,” Rebekah shakes her head at my friend. 

“Why would you? You don’t know anything about who he really is,” Elena defends and Rebekah smiles at her and puts the frame back down. 

Rebekah leans down to make eye contact with my friend and I straighten up, “I know exactly who he is. He’s a vampire. We’re a predatory species. We don’t have time to care about humans and their silly little lives.”

“I don’t believe that,” I say but they don’t hear me. Or at least don’t acknowledge me. 

“Is that why you did that runway show earlier,” Elena snarks back and I bite my lip nervously as I have the feeling that a catfight is about to begin, “Because you don’t care about the homecoming dance?”

Rebekah stands up and Elena nods at her, “You know what? I’m just gonna go,” She turns to me, “Y/N you coming?”

I groan as I can practically hear my bones creaking as I stand up.

“You haven’t even heard half the story,” Rebekah calls to Elena. 

Elena turns around to her, “And you’re not going to tell it. You’re just bored and looking for someone to push around. Find someone else to play with. Maybe you can compel yourself a friend.”

OOP.

“The necklace wasn’t Stefan’s to give,” At Rebekah’s words I instantly sit my ass back down. This time on the comfy mattress. 

“It belonged to the original witch.”

Elena turns around, “The one who put the hybrid curse on Klaus?”

“Not just the hybrid curse. She’s the one who turned us into vampires.”

My mouth drops open, “Bomb drop…”

—

“Vampirism was a form of protection?”

Elena asks as Rebekah continues telling her story as we make our way down the stairs. 

“What else would it be?”

“A curse.”

“My parents only sought a way of keeping their children alive,” Rebekah answers.

“Yeah, but why stay? If they were so afraid of the werewolves why not leave?”

“Pride,” Rebekah says as she steps off the last stair and turns back to us, “My father didn’t want to run anymore. He wanted to fight and be superior to the wolves. Where they could bite we had to bite harder. Where they had speed we had to be faster. Agility, strength, senses.’’

Rebekah continues telling us the story of how the spell of vampirism came down to her mother’s hands since the other witch wouldn’t help them.

“In her hands? How could she do anything?”

Elena asks and I feel like I already know the answer. I mean if they’re called “The Originals,” I’m assuming the “Original” witch has something to do with them.

“Because my mother was also a witch.”

“What?”

“The witch of the original family.”

“The original witch,” I finish for her and Rebekah smirks at me.

We make our way into the living room and I plant myself on my favorite couch. 

“Where do they keep their best vintage,” Rebekah asks. 

“But if your mother was a witch then..”

“Am I? No,” The vampire finishes, “A witch is nature’s servant. A vampire is an abomination of nature. You can either be one or the other never both,” Rebekah fishes out a bottle of wine and then turns to Elena, “My mother did this for us. She did not turn.”

“How did you turn?”

Rebekah pours herself a glass and then walks over to the fireplace, “She called upon the sun for life and the ancient white oak tree one of nature’s eternal objects, for immortality. That night, my father offered us wine laced with blood.”

I almost gag at that.

“And then he drove his sword through our hearts.”

My heart clenches as Rebekah’s voice slightly cracks. 

“He killed you,” Elena says.

“And he wasn’t delicate about it either,” Rebekah says with tears and her eyes and quickly breaks the cap off the wine bottle. 

“We had to drink more blood to complete the ritual. It was euphoric. The feeling of power was indescribable. But the witch Ayana was right about consequences. The spirits turned on us and nature fought back. For every strength, there would be a weakness. The sun became our enemy. It kept us indoors for weeks. Although my mother found a solution. There were other problems. Neighbors who had opened their homes for us could now keep us out. Flowers at the base of the white oak burned and prevented compulsion. And the spell decreed that the tree that gave us life could also take it away. So we burned it to the ground.”

Metal.

“But the darkest consequence is something my parents never anticipated. The hunger. Blood had made us reborn and it was blood that we craved above all else. We could not control it. And with that… the predatory species was born.”

“I need a cigarette,” I say out loud as I sigh into my hands at the migraine of an origin story.

“Why did Mikael start hunting Klaus,” Elena asks not giving anyone time to catch their breaths. 

“When Nik made his first human kill,” Nik? “It triggered his werewolf gene. With that, he came my father’s greatest shame.”

“Yeah,” Elena responds, “Elijah told us this part of the story. Your mother had had an affair with one of the werewolf villagers.”

I look down at my hands as Elena and Rebekah continue speaking about Klaus’ father and I have to fight back showing any emotion as I think back to my own father, or not father I guess. 

“She tried to make it right. She put the hybrid curse on Nik to suppress his werewolf side and then she turned her back on him. But Mikael’s greatest weakness as a human was his pride. As a vampire that was magnified. He went on a rampage and killed half the village.”

Here, I thought my father leaving his family was the worst thing one could do in that situation. 

“Then he came home and killed her.”

“Mikael killed your mother?”

“He said she broke his heart so he would hers. He tore it from her chest as Nik watched. Afterwards, my father took off in a rage and the rest of my family scattered. Nik stayed so he could help me bury her. He knew I had to say goodbye to my mother.”

I listen to the rest of Rebekah’s heartbreaking story as she recalls how she and Elijah promised Klaus that the three of them would always be together. Always and forever. 

“Always and forever. Even though he locked you in a coffin for 90 years,” Elena says and I shoot a look at her.

“Dude, really?”

“We’re vampires. Our emotions are heightened. I’m stubborn, Elijah moral, and Nik…Nik has no tolerance for those who disappoint him. Over a thousand years as a family we’ve all made that mistake at least once. I’ve made it several times.”

As Rebekah’s voice softens I have to fight the urge to reach out and comfort her. Being someone who knows what it feels like to be the one disappointing a family member, I can’t help but relate and feel sorry for the girl.

“But you still love him?”

“He’s her brother, Elena,” I turn to her, “What if it were Jeremy? I know that if it were Theo, I couldn’t hate him. Even if he made my life a living hell.”

“She’s right,” Rebekah looks over to me and I can see the appreciation in her eyes, “And I’m immortal. Should I spend an eternity alone instead?”

Rebekah swallows and I think she’s about to start crying but she quickly walks by both of us, “You’ve heard the story. It’s time to go,” She turns to Elena who is just standing there, “I said leave, Elena! I don’t know what you’re up to but I am no longer playing along.”

“I’m just looking for one good reason why we shouldn’t wake Mikael.”

At Elena’s words I frown, “Are you serious Elena? The man literally killed his own children! After, abusing them their whole lives. You may have grown up in a white-picket fence family, but I didn’t. I know men like that, and men like that should stay away.”

Elena looks at me and from the look on her face, she doesn’t seem to understand why I’m defending Rebekah.

“She will anyway,” Rebekah shakes her head, “I know you want him to help you kill my brother. I’m not stupid.”

“It’s no secret that I want Klaus dead. He has a hold over Stefan’s life and over mine,” Elena points back to me, “And he’s terrorizing Y/N.”

Rebekah glares down at her, “Do what you need. Wake Mikael at your own peril. But make no mistake. If you come after my brother I will rip you apart. And I get my temper from my father. Now leave.”

Elena looks down and then back to me, “Y/N, come on.”

I look at my friend and then at the vampire, “You go. I have to talk to Rebekah.”

This seems to shock both of them, but I just stare at them blankly. Elena takes this as goodbye as she nods her head and leaves the house. 

After Elena leaves Rebekah and I stand there in silence for a moment, and awkwardly I clear my throat.

“Um, I’m sorry.”

Rebekah looks over to me confused, “What are you sorry for? You did nothing to insult me, unlike your friend.”

I frown at Elena’s behavior and then play with the loose thread on my shirt, “For losing your brother. And your mother. You were just a teenage girl when that happened. You didn’t deserve to have that happen to you.”

Rebekah stares at me almost shocked before she shakes her head and walks over to the couch I’m sitting on. 

“You have nothing to apologize for. It was over a thousand years ago, I’m over it.”

Rebekah sits on the seat next to me and we watch the flames of the fire.

“I don’t believe that. I think a loss like that stays with you. Even after a millennia.”

Rebekah turns to look at me and then nods her head softly, “Thank you, Y/N.”

We continue sitting in silence before I see her move out of the corner of my eye.

“What did you mean,” I turn to her in confusion as she speaks, “When you told Elena you didn’t grow up like she did and you knew about men like my father?”

At Rebekah’s question, I turn away from her curious glance and look back towards the flames, “It doesn’t matter.”

“You can tell me you know? It’s not like I have any other friends to go spill your secrets to.” 

At Rebekah’s words, I bite down hard on my lip to try to stop the tears that are making their way into my eyes. The urge to finally spill on the secret that I’ve been holding in all summer, building inside of me. 

“My father…growing up wasn’t the kindest man,” I say out loud trying to be careful with my words, “He was absent a lot but… those were the good moments, oddly enough, because, whenever he did come home… he was,” I stop, trying to find the right words to describe my estranged “not” father, “he was harsh. Nothing was ever good enough for him. No one was ever good enough for him. Certainly not me. He was the stereotypical macho man who thought that women weren’t equal to men. So whenever I showed strength in something, he made sure to kick me back down. Just to remember how weak I could be.”

I don’t realize I’m crying until Rebekah places a tissue into my hands. I’m not really sure where she got it but I take it and wipe away my tears.

“You mention him in past tense…is he…” 

I shake my head, “No, he’s not dead. He and my mother separated about two years ago. I haven’t seen him since.”

Rebekah doesn’t say anything as she waits to see if I’ll continue and I sigh as I try to.

“I didn’t know why they did. My mother always just kind of let it happen you know? The abuse. I don’t even know if you would call it that. It’s not like he hit me or whatever. Others have had it worse. My mother though just always told me not to provoke him, not to make him mad. But, she really wasn’t ever the one who got the brunt of it,” I bite down on my lip harder, “And you want to know the worst thing about it? Three months ago my mother told me that the man that had made me cry into my pillow since I was 8 years old… wasn’t even my actual father.”

I hear Rebekah let in a breath as she continues watching me.

“How fucked up is that, you know,” I laugh with tears in my eyes at the irony of it all.

“Did she tell you who your real father was?”

I shake my head at her question, “Just the bare minimum. I’ve barely talked to her since that day anyway. It’s the reason I have my own room down the hall,” I point towards the direction of my room at the Salvatore’s, “Damon’s let me crash here the entire summer. He’s the only other person who knows.”

“Not even your brother?”

I quickly shake my head and wipe the rest of my tears away, “Especially not, Theo. He’s so young and with the move and everything I don’t want him to be stressed out.” 

I can see Rebekah looking at me as if she’s trying to find the right words to say, “Is that the only reason you haven’t told him?’’

My eyebrows furrow as I keep staring at the fireplace, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I think you’re worried that he won’t accept you. Nik had that same fear after he found out he wasn’t Mikael’s.”

“I am not Klaus,” I bite out and she just nods.

“I know. But you can’t deny the similarities,” I don’t say anything as I try not to think of her words, “I know I haven’t been here very long but… just from seeing Theo and you a few times, I don’t think you have to worry about telling him. If he truly loves you he’ll accept you no matter what.”

I finally think about Rebkeah’s words and in doing so, don’t even notice the front door being swung open. 

Rebekah sighed deeply from beside me as she stood up, “I thought I told you to leave twice.”

“How do you know Mikael killed your mother,” Elena’s question has me turning slightly to hear her better.

“Nik was there,” Rebekah says as she pours herself a drink, “He told me.”

Elena sighs and she steps closer to Rebekah, “He lied to you.”

“And how do you know that?”

Elena walks over to us and I put my face down slightly so she can’t see the dried tears on my cheeks.

“The cave where you carved your family’s names, is covered in symbols. The story of your family. How your parents arrived, how they made peace, the spell that turned them into vampires, and this,” She places a photograph on the table, “This is the symbol for hybrid. It’s the combination of the werewolf and the vampire symbol. And this is the one for your mother.”

“Her necklace.”

Elena sighs, “And this is the story of her death. The hybrid killed the original witch. Not Mikael, Klaus.”

I turn fully at them both. Surprise is most likely clear on my face.

“No,” Rebekah forcefully shakes her head, “No, he wouldn’t.”

“She put the curse on him, made it so that he would be the only one of his kind and then she rejected him. With the werewolf gene comes aggression and violence. When he turned all of that was heightened. He killed her, Rebecca, and then he made up this entire lie about your father so that he wouldn’t lose you.” 

“These mean nothing. They’re just stupid drawings done by stupid people who had no idea who my family was,” Rebekah yells as she grabs the pictures and flings them into the fireplace. 

Elena approaches her, “Then why are you so upset?”

“Elena stop, just leave her alone,” I tell my friend but she ignores me. 

“Why are you doing this to me? I’ve done nothing to you,” Rebekah yells at her.

“Klaus killed your mother. He has a hold on you, on me, on everyone. He has for a thousand years. We have to make it stop!”

“Shut up! Just shut up! Don’t talk anymore! Nothing!”

I quickly stand up as Rebekah pushes Elena into the wall forcefully. 

“Rebekah!” 

After a moment Rebekah drops her hands and stands there silently with tears in her eyes. Elena and I watch cautiously but not even a moment later a sob escapes the blonde’s mouth as she drops to her knees. Elena looks over to me and I shake my head at her. 

“Go.”

I don’t even check to see if she leaves as I kneel down to the sobbing girl. I place a comforting hand on her shoulder and I gasp as I’m being pulled into a hug. Rebekah holds onto me for dear life as she cries into my shoulder. And I let her. 

—

I sigh as I throw my keys onto my kitchen table and sit down. I put my head in my hands and try to forget the shitshow that was tonight. 

“Damn bitch!”

Theo’s screech has me whipping around in my chair in shock. My brother stands there in his satin pajamas he got for Christmas last year with a hand over his heart.

“Fucking sitting in the dark like some goddamn stalker,” Theo walks over to the light switch and I try to stop him but it’s too late.

Theo’s smirk instantly drops as he rushes over to me and places his hands on the sides of my face, “What happened? Did someone say something to you? If it was someone at school tell me and I and Jeremy will go beat their asses right now.”

My brother’s angry tone has me smiling for a moment but before I can stop it tears are streaming out of my eyes and a sob escapes my mouth.

My little brother just stands there awkwardly as he pats my shoulder.

“Do you want to talk about it? Um, should I call Elena or Mom?”

At the mention of our mother, I quickly shake my head, “No. I’m fine. Just a long day and all. I just need some sleep. Go back to bed, Theodore.”

Theo shakes his head and tries to deny my request but I shoo him away. As I watch his retreating figure I sigh and take a deep breath.

“Actually Theo…there’s something we need to talk about.”

[fandoms--fluff]

Hiii! I love Ur writing, it's so good. But I was wondering if icoukd request something? It's one where damon as a daughter (who's like forever 3 bc he turned her) that no one but stefan knew about and when the other accidentally walk in on the two having a cute father/daughter moment like him talking in a baby voice?

Better Than Before

Flufftober, October 8th

Warnings: None

A/n: A bit shorter than my other oneshots, but it's cute! I hope you like it!

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Stefan walks into the house and shuts the door. The first thing he notices is that it's way too quiet in the house. Even when Damon makes you have a nap, it's still loud.

Stefan walks deeper into the house until he hears soft voices coming from upstairs. He follows his brother's and niece's voices until he comes to a stop outside your bedroom.

You and your daddy are on the ground. You're sat in his lap while he holds your brown fluffy teddy bear out in front of you. He's acting a scene out with the bear, his voice high-pitched, making you giggle.

"I love you so much, you're the best girl in the whole world" Damon makes the bear move around and point at you. He brings the bear close to your face and makes a kssing sound as if the bear is kissing your nose.

The action makes you giggle more, and cuddle back into him. "Funny Daddy" you nuzzle your head into his chest.

"Funny is right" Stefan smiles, making his presence known.

Damon immediately looks over to his little brother and sighs. He was not supposed to hear that. "Your dad's gotten even better over the years" he crouches down in front of you.

"I suggest you shut your mouth before you regret it" Damon glares at him. "But you have, I mean it's different from when you did that with me. Your daddy would hit me with the bear instead of make it kiss my nose" He ruffles your soft hair.

You look up at your uncle with a smile, "Daddy bad" You say and look over to your daddy then.

"He sure was" Stefan whispered. Damon has a faux offended look on his face.

"Well, I was going to offer cookies, but maybe it's not such a good idea if you're agreeing with Uncle Stefan here" Damon raises an eyebrow.

"No! Want cookie, sorry daddy" You say quickly and hug him before lifting your arms up for Stefan to pick you up while Damon stands from the ground.

"Were you wif your gir'friend?" You tilt your head quizzically at Stefan. All he does is widen his eyes just a bit, how did you know about Elena?

"Well, answer the sweet gremlin" Damon smirks, answering Stefan's question.

[pamsimmerstories]

the funeral. i cried a bit writing this because i really loved him and seeing freya crying the whole funeral, like actual tears all the time made me so sad. i know a lot of people don't like her because of her teenager mistakes, but i really love her so much, she's one of my favorite sims and i could feel her pain. Jasper was her first kiss, her first time, the first moving out the house, even if they didn't work together, she really loved him as a friend, she was sincere on that. She always wanted the best for him. we'll always remember you, jasper villareal ♥

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[lilith]: i’m sorry about your father, june. it must be hard for you...

[juniper]: thanks, grandma

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[freya]: i know i’m not your favorite person... but i really liked him... as a friend and i can’t imagine what you’re going through. i’m so sorry, skye.

[freya]: if you need anything... me and my family we’ll be here for you

[skye]: thank you... thank you for coming

[freya]: of course! and i meant it when i said i’m here for whatever you need.

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[lou]: and then once me and your mom we went to mt komoberi and we saw yamachan... but it wasn’t any yamachan, it was—

[skye]: dad, please... not today

[lou]: sorry... i just thought i would make you laugh...

[skye]: sorry, dad. but i’m not in the mood for your jokes.

[lou]: then let’s pour one last drink for him! he was a good kid, skye.

[skye]: *sobbing* i know, dad. i know.

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[malcolm]: let’s be silent, guys... it’s a moment of silence for your grandpa

[damon]: not my grandpa

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Emory thinking: fuck, jasper! why did you have to go so fucking soon?

[skye]: i don’t know what to say... just thank you everyone that came tonight. it’s good to know my husband was loved...

*sobbing*

Freya thinking: why, jasp? why?

[zalrb]

PLL 1x13 Review - As Per Anon Request

Saying "Is someone there?" in your own house and not, "Mom? Dad? Spencer?" is weird.

I don't remember when Piper told her piece of shit husband she was seeing other people.

Ali hated old people. Rofl.

Alison lied more than she breathed. And you were in love with her? WHY.

"If lying was a crime, we would ALL be in jail." I mean, for aiding and abetting, so yeah, what you did was a crime, Emily.

How long does this receptionist have Spencer on hold?

"Well if the bank finds out about your unauthorized loan, that's, like, a felony, right?" "It's only a felony if they find out." She just said that. You wanted to emphasize the "if" or you wanted to say "Key word being 'if'." Anyway.

Like Spencer is STILL on hold.

A broken leg takes at least, like, two months to heal, Hannah is already cast-less? She didn't even move to a soft cast??

The timing of this is so bad because FBI Lady effectively has just been standing there watching them on their phone saying nothing just so she could say something when Hanna gets out of the car to join them. They could've had them do small talk in the background.

They think Christmas is A and they just ... don't confront him?

"We go to dinner and a movie just like you guys." Omg, this whole thing is so 2010s.

Christmas isn't the villain. I don't CARE.

"The thing about Aria is ... she's way into older guys." LOL but it should've been "she's into way older guys" to really dig it in.

Also, Ezra should be in prison.

So, a dude who was/is accused of murder comes back to school and it's just "killer" written on the locker and one dude saying "murderer"? It's not parents clamouring about having a murderer in the school with their kids? Parents pulling kids out of school? Protests?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just feel like if A hits me with a car and then steals my mother's stolen money and then emotionally terrorizes me by making me eat cupcakes with pigs on it IN PUBLIC so I can get the stolen money back, then I'm hunting you down now.

It makes no sense to me that the jocks would make fun of her for eating cupcakes with pigs on it because for all they know, she bought them and ate them thinking they looked cute.

You know what, Emily's mom said that her being gay disgusts her and Emily brought Maya home to hang out in her room anyway. Kudos. Yes, she thought her mom wouldn't be home, but still though.

Aria and those stupid earrings.

So. Alison: leads Emily on and then makes her feel like a creep when she acts on the purposefully mixed signals. Encourages Hanna to be bulimic. Villainizes Spencer. Effectively ignores Aria. But it's omgggg she gave us friendship bracelets and made us feel SO special. Idk she sounds like satan.

So, none of them are questioning how A can be so elaborate with their psychological torture?

Maya wouldn't immediately notice that she forgot her bag?

Stop trying to make it seem like Ezra has the moral high ground with Christmas. It's NEVER going to happen.

I'm sorry, where are Toby's parents?"

"Are you and [Christmas] like friends now?" Aria to her brother is Elena to Jeremy about Damon is Serena to Eric about Chuck. All the placid, not-main-characters-upstaged-by-other-characters-on-the-show doing minimal effort with their brothers.

Mike. His name is Mike. I wanted to say Jake. There was a k in there.

Ezra started speaking and I looked at my phone.

"I love you" no you don't, Aria, you're just sixteen.

Nuclear. Nuclear. Nevermind.

"I didn't even get to say goodbye." "To who?" Exactly. WHO STARTS A SENTENCE THIS WAY. Because what should've happened for that to make sense is her getting off her phone, crying, hyperventilating and they're like Emily, what's wrong. "I-I didn't even" etc. etc.

Although I am glad they didn't try to do that because Shay can't even pull off speaking.

Nary a tear.

i'M DeVaStaTeD. I'm devastated watching this.

oh my god, who are you, seasons 4-6 Elena?

"Well, A tried to kill me." Seriously. I know Hanna has a magically healed leg, but are you forgetting that you saw your friend get hit by a car? Like she rolled onto the windshield and everything, ma'am.

"Only because she thought you saw her." LOL SO WHAT? That is NOT a response, Spencer.

LMAO Alison's hand dropping to the ground. Omg, this shouldn't be funny.

The endings are so abrupt.

[shelbgrey]

Next to me(Emmett Cullen)

Chapter 8: the missing Cullen

Table of contents

The next day Edward didn't show up to school. As I stared at his empty seat in geometry with a nasty pit in my stomach. He couldn't be gone for good right? All his siblings are here, and he's sure as hell isn't sick. Even if we just met I wanted to consider him a friend. I felt slightly lonely without him due to the fact we had almost every class together.

At lunch time I looked over to the Cullen table and everyone was there except Edward. They didn't really act like it was a big deal he wasn't there. Alice and Stefan were playing cards as the rest of them talked amongst themselves.

“hay, you want to set with us?” Alice said suddenly appearing by my side. I chuckled and jumped back as she startled me. She smiled. “sorry, didn't me to scare you”

I quickly shook it off “its fine...and sure” she smiled and linked my arm with her's. “great!”

“hi, guys” I said shyly as I walked up to their table with Alice. Emmett smiled big and pulled out the empty seat that was next to him. As I sat down I felt millions of suprised eyes. They acted like they've never seen anything like it.

“what's up, Wolfy?” Damon smirked. His smile fell and turned to Emmett. “did you kick me?”

“no, I did” Rosalie said casually. I slightly chuckled.

Damon pouted towards me. “I'm the abused one as you can see” his brother Stefan rolled his eyes then turned to me.

“he's not, and I'm Stefan” I nodded and shook his hand. “I know... We have history together” I then turned to Alice's boyfriend. “your in That class too, your Jasper right?”

Jasper softly smiled and nodded. “pleasure to finally meet you”

Damon nodded. “yeah nice to finally have a conversation with the girl Emmett won't shut up about” Emmett shot him glare as my cheeks burn a light pink.

“you know this is totally bizarre, right?” I asked. “We're supposed to be enemies”

Emmett shrugged like he didn't care. “We're know to not follow rules... And the treaty doesn't say we can't hang out, we just can't be in each other's territory” I looked at him and smiled. Theses people seemed are too good to be true. It was refreshing to be expected for what you are and not get pittied, or just knew you for your roten luck.

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When I got home from school I raced to kitchen and grabbed a pair of keys I haven't touched in a long time. I opened up what me and Owen called the forbidden drawer. I sighed as I stared at the box. The inside of it was lined with red and white checkered paper that was slowly peeling. The only thing in there was some gold keys with a Ford Keychain holding them together.

I sighed as I picked up my father's motorcycle keys. My middle finger slipped into the key ring as I squeezed the keys in my hand as I walked into the living room

“tell uncle Charlie I'm taking the motorcycle out” Owen looked up from his home work and Bella looked up from her copy of gone with the wind

“why are you talking dad's motorcycle out?” Owen asked. I shrugged and fiddled with the keys making them make a soothing clinking sound.

“a-are you sure charl- dad will let you take it out?” Bella stuttered from the couch. I shrugged. “it's mine.. Dad left it to me”

“o-oh I'm sorry, I didn't know” she said running her fingers through her hair nervously. I rolled my eyes and walked passed them both. “see ya in a bit”

“love ya sis!” I heard as the front door closed. I was quick to put up my blue hood over my head then slip my leather jacket over the hoodie to keep warm.

I nervously walked into the garage were the glossy navy blue motorcycle was. I felt the tears prick the conner of my eyes as I ran my hand across the seat and handel bars. I nodded to myself as I got the courage to get on the bike.

After I got comfortable on the bike I slipped on the light blue helmet that had gold angle wings on it. The tears won and fell down my cheeks at the comfort the helmet had. The thing still had the smell of my dad's cologne. It felt like he was right there and son of a bitch I  wish he was. I wish he was there to teach me how to ride this thing like he promised. I wish my mom was there to tell me everything will be alright. I quickly shook the thought and drove away from the house.

It was so dark when I finally decided to take a pit stop near the woods. There was so called animal sightings and wanted to video tape it. For the first time in what feels like forever I open up my video camera. The supposed small camera still felt big and heavy in my hand. I studied it for a bit as I lend on on my dad's bike. The old marvel stickers on it was peeling and some of them was just plain white and the characters were gone.

The crack on side of it made my hand clinch around it. Another painful reminder of my parents demise. I had it with me the day they died and it got cracked on impact.

My thoughts were cut off by a pair of headlights. I used my hand to shield the brightness from my eyes as a group of guys filled out. I didn't recognize any of them and that made my stomach turn. I pulled out my pocket knife as I started to regret coming out tonight.

<Next chapter>

[braveclementine]

D.S. x E.M. x K.M. x Reader pt. 6

Warnings: 18+ readers only, Mentions of torture, fluff, angst, mentions of rape, happy 'ending'

Copyright: I do not own any TVD/TO/Legacies characters, nor any places in New Orleans or Mystic Falls that may be mentioned.

Your P.O.V.

I was curled up in Damon's bedroom on the bed with Elijah watching Hamilton on the TV, the musical/play turned up to drown out the sounds of my father- sorry step-dad or whatever- screaming in the basement.

After I'd killed him- his blood had tasted amazing- he'd come back into transition. Klaus pretty much forced blood down his throat. After that, Marcel, Enzo, Kol, Klaus, and Damon had taken turns torturing him for hurting me.

What my dad had done to me had spread throughout the others. Freya, Bonnie, Caroline, Davina Rebekah, Vincent, and even Alaric had taken their own shots at him.

I hadn't expected Bonnie because she was sweet, but she was furious. And I hadn't expected Alaric, but I think he was thinking about his own daughters when he was punched dad in the face.

Freya had a little to much fun torturing dad with magic.

I hid upstairs with only Elijah for company as I wanted nothing to do with dad who wasn't really my dad and also because now I had mixed feelings. Every time I tried hating him, I remembered him flying me over his head at the beach in Florida and all the sweet things we had done before I turned fourteen.

Elijah was one of the only people who cared about me that didn't hurt Dad. Mostly, I think, because he understood I didn't really like it. So he indulged me in watching Hamilton and Harry Potter and Star Wars and whatever else I wanted to watch. We binge watched all the Marvel movies in three days.

"I have an idea." Elijah murmured as the play came to an end- I was crying of course because Alexander was dead.

"Hmm?" I asked, burrowing my head into his T-shirt. Over the few days, he had reluctantly been wearing T-shirts and sweatpants because I wanted him in comfortable clothes instead of fancy. It was definitely a strange sight to see.

I looked up at him when he didn't answer and smiled, tugging at his hair which he was growing out a little.

"I'm going to take you to Orlando." Elijah said, wrapping his arms around my waist. "We can go to Universal studios and your Harry Potter world. And we can visit animal kingdom and magic kingdom and I'll spoil you silly."

I was hesitant, even though it did sound immensely fun. "But all those humans. . . I don't know if I can control myself."

"I'll help you, I promise." Elijah murmured. "But you need to get out of the house."

I nodded because I knew he was right. "Let's bring Caroline and Ric so they can bring their kids too." I murmured. "Ric needs to get out of this house too."

Elijah nodded, "Okay."

We both stared at each other and I asked rather hesitantly, "And. . . Klaus and Damon?"

"We can't force them to come." Elijah murmured.

I fiddled with my daylight ring. The sapphire, emerald, and diamond fused together along with the colours of the bands along with some starlight so keep me from burning during the day. "Why are they still torturing him? It's been a week? Hasn't he felt enough pain?"

Elijah took my face in his hands. His chocolate eyes were so warm and his brown hair that was slowly becoming floppy again made me flush. How did I get gifted with my handsome men? "Personally, I won't touch him because I know you're unhappy with it. But if I could, I would torture him day and night for centuries for hurting you."

Why was my brain arguing with him? Elijah was speaking the truth: he had hurt me. But at the same time. . .

I burst into tears. "I don't understand! Why do I feel the need to defend him? I don't understand! Am I messed up? Elijah please help me!"

Elijah's face twisted in pain, gathering me in his arms, laying back to hold me to him. "He's your father. You loved him once and that's the part that wants to defend you. But Y/N, you know he's hurt you and he's hurt you in a way that you should never have been hurt. You aren't messed up, you're just confused."

"He's not even my father!" I said, pounding on Elijah's chest weakly.

"You believed he was for nineteen years. That's not something you forget overnight."

"Might take a hundred years, yeah?" I asked, smiling weakly, attempting a joke.

Elijah laughed softly, reaching up and cupping my face in his hands, "Yeah."

"When do you want to leave?" I asked, still a little nervous about being in large crowds.

"Well, I was thinking almost no one will be there in January, in a few weeks, cause everyone will be back in school. It would be relatively uncrowded."

I nodded, "That sounds nice. Do you want Hayley and Hope to come too?"

"No." Elijah said with zero hesitation. "But if you want to invite Freya, Vincent, Bonnie, and Enzo you can. They might like the magic of Disney and romance."

I grinned, "That sounds nice. I'll drop suggestions to Klaus and Damon. I would hate for them to think I left them out."

Elijah nodded kissing my temple.

Damon and Niklaus came upstairs as I was putting the next movies series on. I wrinkled my nose, hiding my face in Elijah's shirt at the smell of dad's vampire blood. Elijah put an arm around me.

They stripped their clothes and Damon laughed, "Twilight Y/N? Sparkling fairy vampires."

I scowled into Elijah's shirt.

"Damon leave it." Elijah said curtly.

"Is something wrong?" Klaus' voice was filled with anxiety and worry for me. I smiled a little, looking over at him.

"'Lijah and I were talking about all of us going to Disney as a family." I murmured. "Well at first, just us. But I thought maybe Ric would like to take the kids with Care. And of course, Bonnie and Enzo and Freya and Vincent might like to go as couples."

"Disney?" Damon cocked an eyebrow.

"And Universal studios." Elijah said behind me. "She's been wanting to go to Harry Potter world forever."

I smiled, nodding my head excitedly. "And 'Lijah promised he'd make sure I didn't feed on anyone."

"Well I'm all for it!" Nik said excitedly, clasping his hands together before reaching into the closet for a fresh T-shirt.

"Damon?" I asked hesitantly.

He looked so angry, not at me, but probably at dad. His eyes were distant and his head snapped towards me. "What?"

Elijah's arms tightened around me and I asked, "Do you- do you want to come?"

"I'm going to stay here." He extracted a stake from the top drawer and made his way out of the room again.

I felt sad, leaning against Elijah's arms and Nik read my face, "What's wrong? You know it doesn't mean he doesn't love you just because he's not going."

"That's not it." I mumbled, shutting the TV off and snuggling into Elijah to fall asleep. Nik said nothing more until they thought I was asleep.

"What is it Elijah?"

"She feels conflicted about how you're treating Y/F/N. She thinks he's been hurt enough." Elijah murmured softly.

Nik scoffed, "He hasn't felt enough pain for what he's done to her."

"Nik, if you and Damon don't just kill Y/F/N and get this over with, Damon is going to end up losing her. You might too."

Nik was silent and then said in a very angry voice, "He deserves to feel pain Elijah. He literally had his dick inside of her! He had hands tied behind her back! He had her gagged! And he had a knife beside him! If we hadn't gotten there when we had he might've killed her! He doesn't even feel guilty for it! It's disgusting!"

I peeked my eyes open to see his eyes were now yellow, boring into Elijah's chocolate ones. I quickly closed them again.

"Niklaus, you have to respect what she wants. You're angry that someone hurt her, fine. I am too. But it's also the man she grew up thinking was her father and I think it should ultimately be her decision of what wants to happen. Just rip his heart out and be done with it."

Nik was silent again until he finally muttered, "Fine. The sun's still out anyways."

"Meaning?" Elijah asked with a sigh.

"We'll have a bonfire. I'll invite everyone to come." Nik sounded delighted.

"Very well. I'll be staying here with Y/N." Elijah muttered, running a hand through my H/C hair.

"You don't want to see him burn alive?" Nik asked curiously.

"I do. But I don't want her to wake up alone either." Elijah muttered.

Nik sighed, sounding disappointed. "And here I was thinking you could be the one to light him on fire as you haven't had the pleasure of torturing him yet."

Elijah ignored him. Or at least, I thought he had ignored until he said, "Fine. Let me grab a suit. Maybe Davina will stay with her until I get back."

"I think Davina will like to watch." Nik said. "But maybe."

Nik walked out of the room and Elijah slid from the bed, tucking me under the covers. He kissed my forehead and murmured, "I'll be back soon princess."

And then even he was gone.

I sighed, grabbing a pillow and holding it like a stuffed animal. So they were going to burn dad? Elijah was going to set dad on fire.

No. Not dad.

I thought about what Klaus had said. How he'd been raping me, had tied me up, had possibly wanted to kill me. I sat up quickly. I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

Elijah P.O.V.

I fixed my tie in the mirror, green this time as Y/N had expressed a liking to me wearing green ties. Strange how I had taken into account all her opinions when doing things.

At the moment, Y/F/N was wearing a daylight ring, being held by Marcel and Niklaus. Davina had said she didn't want to miss out on this and so Y/N was left upstairs by herself. It worried me slightly, but Hayley, Elena, and Stefan were in the living room with Hope, Josie, and Lizzy so if she woke up, they'd tell her where we were.

Elena thought we were being absolutely barbaric and was angry with Damon, Caroline, and Bonnie. She blamed Klaus and Enzo for Caroline and Bonnie's eagerness for Y/F/N's execution. Truth was, Y/N was just their friend and they wanted to see her attacker suffer.

Freya and Bonnie bound Y/F/N to the wooden stake that was placed upright by Alaric and Vincent earlier that day.

"Let's get this over with." Rebekah huffed, eyeing Y/F/N with dislike. Alaric was leaning against the tree next to Damon, both of them had bourbons in their hands. They clinked them together.

I sighed, rolling my eyes at the theatrics. This was weird, it felt wrong, but as I looked into Y/F/N's eyes, I saw he had zero regrets there. I touched his hand, going to pull off the ring and saw into his mind. He didn't regret anything, his mind not even focusing on his death, but of all the times that he had fucked Y/N. Her pain, the way that she screamed and begged him to let her go. All because she looked like her mother.

That did it for me. I yanked the daylight ring off his hand, tossing it to Enzo who caught it in one hand, tucking it into his pocket.

Y/F/N started to burn and he started to scream and none of us watched in pity.

"STOP! END IT!" Y/F/N shouted.

Out of nowhere, there was a whistling sound, and a carved stake out of the same wood used to make Y/N's bed back at her own house pierced his heart.

The burning died down as his veins started to shrivel, blood draining as his heart was pierced, and turn gray.

We all spun to see Y/N standing there: blue jeans, purple T-shirt, red jacket, and white shoes. Her hair pulled back in a H/L ponytail. [sorry if you have short hair]. She had flung the stake at him. We all stared in a bit of shock.

"So." She asked with a bit of a smirk, "Can we got to Disney now?"

I relaxed, smiling, "Anything my princess wants."

~Two Years later~

"Y/S/N, get back here right now!" Y/N yelled at our son as he ran towards the road.

Damon swooped in front of him, picking him up under the arms, carrying him back to the house. Klaus, Y/N, and I all sighed in relief.

"You would think we could keep a better eye on him." Y/N grumbled.

The surgery that she had undergone gave her the ability to conceive, also making any children we had either Niklaus'- if we had sex on or around a full moon- or Damon's as he had also undergone the surgery.

Y/N had feared I would feel left out, but I didn't mind truly. In a way, they were still my children too.

She was pregnant again, one of the reasons that she couldn't move as fast as Damon. We found that as she was pregnant, it seemed to make her more human and her vampire senses were cut in half, though she still needed blood and could still move a littler faster than humans and also was still able to compel humans.

Y/S/N yawned in Damon's arms, closing his blue eyes- which he'd gotten from Damon- and fell fast asleep.

"Finally." Y/N muttered, leaning into Klaus' embrace. "I thought I'd have to stay awake for another few hours."

She thought it was her responsibility to take care of the boy 24-7, even when Niklaus, Damon, and I had all told her we would share in the responsibility of raising him.

"Come on love." Niklaus said, kissing the side of her head, "Let's go upstairs shall we."

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Damon asked with a grin.

"You two are insatiable." I mumbled, taking Y/S/N out of Damon's arms.

"They're not the only ones." Y/N grinned, strutting towards me and throwing her arms around my neck, kissing my lips. "Come on Elijah." She tugged on my tie a little.

"Caroline!" I shouted and Caroline appeared from the girls' bedroom.

"Elijah?" Caroline asked, raising her eyebrow, flinging her blond hair over her shoulder in annoyance.

"I thought you should be forewarned that we're heading into the bedroom and we also need someone to watch Y/S/N." I explained.

Caroline smirked, rolling her eyes, jumping over the banister and landing in front of me. "Insatiable bastards."

"Unnecessary comments." I muttered.

"Ric! We're going out!" Caroline shouted, dashing back up to the room.

"Let's go." I said, kissing the side of Y/N's head.

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[sailingfireshipz]

13x09 download ✨️

1. I'm sorry, are we supposed to feel sorry for Junior? Cruz had the right attitude in this opening scene. He should have stuck with that.

2. NGL Sevs comment about Hermann outranking him stung. I know Kelly says he doesn't want it, but we want it for him. That should be enough 😆

3. Mouchyyyyy!! Loved seeing Mouch taking charge! Stella T81 will be in good hands just saying 😉

4. Am I the only one who got Violets joke the first time? Yes, Novak, i fear you can die from extreme cringe & Mikarver is leading me to that

5. Stella blowing Sevs phone up is so 👩‍🍳 💋 because who's going mia this time around? Not her

5a.Sev is so proud of Stella. I'm surprised he didn't show Van Meter the pics 😍

6. Cruz should have told Kelly right then & there. Especially after Kelly was so helpful last season with the Javi adoption scam case

7. Pascals "hope so" to Kelly when they were talking about everything Kelly has his hands in.... hmmm 🙃

8. Again, junior, are we supposed to care your money went missing!? It's been 12 years that money is gone!

9. Sev trying to run his class set up by Capp & Tony those two have the attention span of kindergarten class.

10. Cruz what's in the book bag?

11. Kelly in a white shirt, my goodness! Damon really is a wise ass. At least he got it, honest, I suppose?

11a. I'm happy Damon is back simply because his introduction didn't go to waste. I'm still very upset that his lies against Stella went unchecked & to our knowledge, he still hasn't apologized for the mess he caused because of them. (To her at least)

12. The shootout with Junior getting killed...wearing a CFD jacket & hat..... Cruz....buddy this is not good

13. Novak & this thing she has for Pascal...can we please stop

14. Pascal & the Severide brothers... does he still not know?

15. Cruz getting shot bleeding out while Chloe calls him with the pic of everything he has to lose was not on my OneChicago night bingo card. 😬 THIS should have been the midseason finale.

Overall, I enjoyed this episode more than 13x08. Sev wasn't isolated from the house this episode. The Cruz storyline was enough to keep me engaged. I was yelling at him through my TV. Additionally, I have thoughts on Pascal & what he said to Severide. I'm still trying to formulate them so they make sense. Finally, Mikarver is so hot & cold right now that the more they keep on like this, i don't even know if I want them as endgame anymore! I'm all for angst, slow burn, for yearning after one another, but something just isn't landing for me anymore. Can't quite place it.

Anyway, we've seen a few times now that Andrea will rewrite canon. With that in mind, PLEASE tell me who yall think is coming to town for Stella? Because atp I'm fully prepared for Stellas mom or dad to be resurrected from the dead & pop up in Chicago like nothing happened! Like they were alive & well this entire time. Yikes 😂😂🫠

[imaginefan]

I'll Try *Part 5*

Niklaus Mikaelson X Male!Reader (Platonic) Damon Salvatore X Male!Reader (Platonic)

Word Count: 1348

Requested: Anon

Request: Original Request

*Part 4*

It could have been way worse, being back in Mystic Falls was nowhere never the worst thing that could have happened to you but you still found yourself sitting in The Grill drink in hand as you tried to find the positives. Klaus claimed to have done this because he wanted to protect you but you just couldn’t being yourself to be happy about it and it only got worse when you heard the two girls behind you.

“What’s he doing back here?” Caroline asked, you couldn’t see her but you could imagine the look on her face, as her eyes scanned the room for the Hybrid that follows you. “He’s not here.” You informed them as you took a sip of your drink. “What are you doing here?” Caroline asked. “What’s it to you?” You asked before attempting to go back to keeping to yourself. “Why would you help Ketherine after everything that she’s done?” Elena asked. “Easily she made me into a vampire and gave my life a purpose, she’s the reason that I met the family that I have now. On top of all things she’s a survivor she doesn’t wait for someone to help her, she never needed me to get out of that alive.Everything that she has done has been directed at you, so tell me what I have to care about… I’m not changing my mind and there’s nothing that can make me change my mind.” You explained. “What about Klaus?” Caroline asked. “Klaus will side with me, I’m part of his family now.” You answered downing the last of the drink before calling the bartender for another drink. “Anything else that I can help you with?” “Elena let’s go.” Caroline said as she pulled Elena towards the exit passing Damon on the way, you saw them exchange a few words but didn’t bother to listen in only raising you glass when Damon finally looked over at you.

Damon made his way over sitting down with you “(Y/N) (L/N).” Damon started, you didn’t say anything as you waited for him to talk “I know that you hate me, I’m sorry that I wasn’t there to protect you or your mother before but she told me to protect you and I want to try.” You glanced at him for a second before taking a drink so he continued talking “you know there’s something that only me and Stefan know, you know the night after you were born I went to see your mother, I climbed in through the window and there she was cradling you in her arms, she asked me that I was doing there and I told her that I have to make sure that she was okay and that was when she told me that your grandparents were throwing her out and she had nowhere to go.” “Didn’t change your mind though, did you?” You asked. “She told me to stay away from her and you, if I couldn’t fight for her when she was pregnant, then she didn’t need me to fight for her then.” He explained. “I left after that went back home , my Dad knew that I had gone to see your mother but he didn’t say anything about you or her so I went up to my room and that was the last time that we spoke to or of each other.” “Is this supposed to change something for me? I am loyal to the Mikaelson's, specifically Klaus. You know, all I have to do is give them puppy eyes and Rebekah and Hayley will do anything for me, you know, like a real family. They love me for me and they would drop anything for me, say if I said that I’d forgive you if you and Stefan dropped everything to come back to New Orleans with me would you?” You asked before Damon could answer you, you both felt the dark presence following the two people who had entered The Grill. “Mother, Julian nice surprise.” Damon said, your eyes moving to the woman in front of you as you tried to wrap your head around what you had heard, Damon moved so that he was covering you but it seemed that his Mum still saw you. “Damon dear, who’s this with you?” She asked as she looked at you. “Watch it lady, I’m not helpless, my fangs are sharp and my magic is strong, don’t mess with me. I’m part of the Mikaelson family so if anything happens to me you’ll have hell to pay, the names-” Damon covered your mouth, you nipped at his hand which caused him to pull back with a hiss, you disappeared after that.

You found yourself at your mothers grave, the headstone having been changed since you were last here, you smiled as you crouched but before you could say anything there was a harsh snap of your neck and everything went dark.

Klaus was not expecting a call from Damon but when he answered he was more angry than he was when he answered the call “what do you mean he’s been kidnapped?” Klaus asked. “He was supposed to be safe in Mystic Falls.” “Well we’re having our own issues and my mother is running around with lackeys that she can’t control.” Damon answered. “And they kidnapped (Y/N)?” Klaus asked. “I wouldn't be calling you if they hadn’t.” Damon answered. “You better have found them by the time I get there or I’ll start killing people to draw them out starting with your mother.”

When Klaus had gotten to Mystic Falls, Damon was talking to his mother at the boarding house “have you found him yet?” Klaus asked. “I was getting to that.” Damon answered. “You know where my son is?” Klaus asked. “He’s not your son!” Damon glared at him. “I think he’d say otherwise, he never had the Salvatore name and last I checked he was going by Mikaelson.” Klaus said as Lily spoke up. “I have a grandson?” She asked. “You had one I don’t think he considers any of you family anymore, you should ask your son why, also get your witch to track him using this.” Klaus threw a vile of your blood. “What is this?” Damon asked. “His blood, now hurry up I don’t have time to chat.” Klaus glared at him.

You groaned as you lifted your head looking around, you felt groggy, there must have been vervain in your system, the burning around your wrists confirmed that it was at least on your binds. “What the hell?” You mumbled as you pulled at your hands. “Don’t worry, I’m just trying to lure some people here, I’ll let you go after that.” The man said, you recognized him from the bar. “Who are you?” You asked. “Names Julian.” He answered. “Well Julian, kidnapping me was useless considering my father is never going to come looking for me, at least not the one that you want.” You shrugged. “Oh I’m sure that he will.” Julian answered, “in fact I think they might be here soon.” As if calling out to them Damon was the first to appear with Klaus following and Lily soon after. “I’ll give you one chance to hand him back.” Klaus warned him “on second thought I don’t have the patience for that.” Klaus moved quickly, snapping Julian’s neck before moving to you. “Are you okay?” “I’m okay, he just snapped my neck, nothing to worry about.” You answered. “Show me your wrists.” He said softly, looking them over before pulling you up “come on, I thought you would be safer here but it’s time that we both go home.” “Wait, you can't just-” “I can do whatever I want, you lost the chance to be my father a long time ago so how about you leave me alone.” Your attention turned to Lily “you asked who I was earlier, my name is (Y/N) Mikaelson and it’s time that I go home.” You turned away from them leaving with Klaus while Damon watched.

*Part 6*

Requests and general question!

[countrymusiclover]

33 - Kol's Downfall

Part 34

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @dragonixfrye @secretdreamlandmentality

Opening my eyes the next morning I grinned brightly seeing my twin brother laying beside me since I insisted that I sleep beside him when we got home under Nik’s protest. Ever since we had slept together for the first time I had always slept in his room but this was different. I finally by a miracle sacrifice spell had my twin brother back. “You’re staring at me, Rae Rae. Some find that to be creepy.”

“I am not going to apologize since most people don’t get their dead twin brother to come back to the land of the living.” I flopped onto my side all the way, throwing my hair around grinning at him.

He shook his head at me sitting upright against the pillows beside me. "So how did you end up in a town full of vampires exactly? Also did you get to keep your powers?"

"Basically I ran after the Merge happened and someone found me on the side of the road and brought me here. As for my magic, invesquie." I closed my hand into a fist disappearing and reappeared in front of him.

Jacob smiled, taking my hands in his. "That's awesome. So you siphon off of yourself now."

Nodding my head yes I turned my head in the direction of the bedroom door hearing a commotion downstairs. "I don't appreciate you invading my privacy like some kind of creeping Tom."

Klaus spat at her. "Well, I apologize for breaking up this sordid little tryst, but I do have some urgent business. Or have you forgotten that our paranoid brother Kol is running around with a white oak stake and homicide on the brain?"

"He tried to kill me last night. I didn't forget." She replied.

"Yes. Well, unfortunately, he seems to have absconded with my set of daggers." My boyfriend mentioned it clearly to her.

His sister clearly didn't care while she fought back against him. "Oh, poor Nik. However will you get your way without your precious daggers? They were so handy when you wanted to end a conversation with one of us."

"What's going on, Rae?" Jacob asked, seeing that I hadn't said anything in the last few minutes.

"Oh sorry Mikaelson siblings drama like usual." I shrugged my shoulders at him.

He tossed the covers aside heading downstairs with me vamping after him in toe. "Come on then. I need to meet the guy who knocked up my sister."

"Jacob!" I slapped him on the arm where he winced looking at me. "They can hear everything you say, remember?"

He just shrugged his shoulders smirking at me until we entered the living room making Klaus turn around greeting my brother first. "So this is the famous Jacob Lane my love has spoken so highly of. Good to meet you, mate."

"Told ya you had a thing for British accents Rae Rae." He nudged me, extending his hand and shaking his. "So what do I call you. Niklaus or Nik?"

My boyfriend smiled, dropping his hand looking at his phone. "Klaus is fine. Raelyn you and your brother can come catch up at the Salvatore house of you like. I'm babysitting for Stefan while he deals with my sister."

"Sweet, let's go. Do they have any alcohol?" My brother asked, raising a brow at me and Nik. "Have you seen my sister drunk yet?"

"Can't say that I have." Klaus smiled wickedly at me.

Glaring at the boys I wasn't liking where this was going. "Well it's not gonna happen for awhile since I'm carrying his three children inside me."

"Oh don't worry I'll be sure to let you see it someday." My twin teased me before the three of us headed over to the house.

Plopping down on the couch we left my boyfriend to watch Damon in his cell leaving us alone to talk. Jacob was drinking some of the bourbon but I didn't think the raven haired vampire would care at the moment. "Have you talked with dad since you've been back?" I asked him, seeing as it had only been about a day or so since our mother performed her spell.

"No. When I came back from finding you he was gone. He left a note saying he was going to put mom to rest in her favorite place in the world that she said she wished she would have gone back to." He explained seeing that it must be hard for him to see us back but she was gone.

Tapping my fingers on my knees I could feel my twin wanting to ask me something. "What's on your mind, J?"

"Well um…what have you been doing all this time besides running from our family and how are they all still alive if you know, died?" He questioned sitting his glass down and putting his feet on the table.

Biting my lip I wasn't sure exactly what I should tell him. There's been so much that has happened since I came to this town. "Honestly it's a long story. But currently we're all looking for this so-called cure to being a vampire. It's said to make whoever takes it a mortal human again."

Tilting my head to the side I began using my vampire hearing listing in on the boys. "You know, none of this would be an issue if you'd have just done your job properly. I was perfectly willing to let you train Jeremy."

Damon scoffed back to him. "No, you weren't. Are you kidding? You got there on day two. Do you know how hard it is to get these X-Box brains to focus?"

"And then when I turned a room full of barflies into vampires for him to slaughter, you let Kol kill them." He told him making me think back to when I was a ripper with no humanity.

Damon said simply. "Your brother problem, not mine, buddy."

Klaus fought back. "And whose bright idea was it to saddle Jeremy with a conscience, hmm?"

Damon grumbled at the hybrid. "Well, we couldn't have him trying to stake Elena in her sleep, now, could we?"

"Ah, yes, for the love of Elena." He clicked his tongue.

Jacob pulled me from my trance asking more about the cure in curiosity. "Would you ever take it, Sis?"

"No." I immediately replied.

"Why?" He pressed on always wishing to know what was going on inside my head.

Leaning forward resting my elbows on my knees as much as my growing stomach would allow I explained back. "Because I have ran enough since we were forced to Merge. I don't want to feel like that ever again. Being a vampire it makes me feel more alive. I'm…I'm a lot stronger than I was before. Plus I can't imagine spending my life with anyone but Nik."

"So you love him truly, I can see it in your eyes. He makes you happy…but it doesn't make sense since that our entire Coven is alive if you became the leader when you won the Merge." He ran his fingers through his messy curls focusing his gaze on me.

He was right to wonder. I did too but I wasn't worried about it. I had my brother and cousin Jo still alive. So as far as I was concerned everything was right in the world. "Well then that’s something we will figure out together.”

“You disappoint me, Damon. You're not trying very hard to get out of here. I expected more the daring escape artist, less the cell potato.”

Damon weighed his options. “Well, I am compelled to kill Jeremy, so I figured it's probably smarter to sit in there and chitchat with you than try to bust out of here like the Hulk.”

Klaus responded to him. “How do you think Elena felt about that, by the way? Your inability to overcome Kol's compulsion for a single moment, even though it meant killing the person she loves the most in the world?”

“She met me. She knows impulse control is not my strong suit.” He told him in an annoyed manner.

Klaus slowly spoke to him bringing up the brothers fight over one girl. “Still, must be hard trying to live up to Stefan. I remember when I compelled him to feed on Elena, he fought so hard, he actually managed to resist. Now, that's love.”

Damon asked him bringing up our relationship. “What do you know about love?”

“I know that you're in love with Elena, but I think you're afraid of what might happen when we find the cure at the end of the rainbow. Personally, I don't see a fairy-tale ending for you? All I see is Stefan and Elena. I think you see the same thing.” His cellphone rings where he answers it. “Well, if it isn't the happy homicidal maniac.”

I recognized the new voice as Kol. “Do you know that your darling former blood bag and her brother are trying to kill me?”

Klaus didn’t know understand. “What?”

Kol sounds frantically. “Don't pretend like you're not in on it. Your obsession to find the cure clearly trumps any sibling loyalty you once felt.”

Klaus was still confused. “I don't know what you're talking about.”

Kol hung up the phone where I saw Nik vamp into the living room seeing we were still there.” I'm going to rip off Jeremy's arm and kill Elena just for sport. Then I'm coming for you.”

“What’s going on, Klaus?” Jacob asked, rising to his feet before me sensing that something was going bad.

“The Gilbert siblings are trying to kill my brother. We need to go, both of you.” He grumbled vamping out of the house. Grabbing my twin's hand I vamped after him until we saw Jeremy stake Kol through the heart with the white oak and he burned harshly. “What did you do?”

Elena gasped spinning on her feet seeing him. “We didn't have a choice. He was trying to cut off Jeremy's arm.”

Klaus snarled at her where my brother squeezed my hand in his. “Lies. He never would've gotten inside if you hadn't have set a trap for him.”

Elena begged him. “You said you were gonna put him down, too.”

“I was gonna make him suffer on my terms!” He threatened them, stepping towards the doorway shouting at them harshly. He lifted his gaze up looking at their house briefly. “I’m gonna burn this house to the ground, and then when you try to flee for your lives, I'll kill you both without blinking.”

Jeremy warned him trying to convince him otherwise but it wouldn’t work. “You kill us, you'll never get to the cure. You'll never be able to make any more hybrids.”

“You really think I care for an instant about my bloody hybrids? I want the cure so I can destroy it. I would've killed you all the second we dug it up, but now I'm just gonna watch you burn instead.” Klaus then holds his head and kneels in pain trying to vamp inside the house but he hasn’t been invited in.

I gasped sharply feeling tiny needles stabbing me inside my head where Jacob came over to me grabbing a hold of my shoulders. “Ohhh…Jacob!”

Bonnie went around the three of us entering the house where she told the pair. “Invite them in. Do it!”

Jeremy responded. “Come in.”

Bonnie shouted the second that Klaus vamped into the house growling at the pair wanting to rip them apart. Baring my teeth together I vamped away from my brother collapsing onto the ground until the Bennett witch threw me into the living room with her magic. “Living room. Go!”

Elena and Jeremy ran from Klaus at the same time that the pain from my head faded away. But he vamped to my side, hitting an invisible barrier banging his fists against it. “Witch, you can't do this to me!”

Bonnie remained on the other side of the barrier staring down at me then focusing her gaze on my twin brother for some reason. “You have no idea what I can do now.”

“Jacob - grah!” I got to my feet walking forward until I smacked into the invisible barrier where it threw me onto my back on the wooden floor. “What the hell just happened to me?”

Jacob ran past the three on the outside and they didn’t stop him. “Raelyn…ugh!” He placed his hands on the barrier getting thrown back to holding his hand up seeing that it was red like he had been burnt.

“J….Nik.” I shuttered, holding myself up on my hands so confused about what had just happened to us.

He got to his feet standing on the barrier where he could reach and I did the same holding up my hand afraid to touch it now. He did the same with his burnt hand but we couldn’t touch each other. “Rae, I promise I had nothing to do with this. I…I’ll find a way to get you out.”

“I will hunt all of you to your end!” Klaus raised a threat towards the other three who began to leave the house where he glanced over in our direction seeing that my twin and I were almost crying at what happened. “I’m sorry. Jacob, Raelyn.”

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[kiss-my-freckle]

3x13: Bringing Out The Dead

Stefan's most common form of deflection, which happens whenever he's confronted by Elena or simply confronted in front of her. He pulls Damon into it for the sake of shifting focus from himself because he doesn't like owning his shit. This is similar to what Elena did in 3x3 when Damon showed her Stefan's Chicago wall. Or what Stefan does when Damon outs him for sleeping with Rebekah in 4x12.

Elena: Did you kill the medical examiner? Stefan: Why would you think I did that? Elena: Maybe because I don't know what you're capable of anymore. Stefan: Well, believe what you want, Elena. Elena: I don't want to believe any of it, Stefan. Stefan: But you had to ask me anyway. Elena: Stefan… Stefan: Did you ask Damon if he killed anybody lately?

Rather than own the fact that he IS a good suspect for the death of the medical examiner, he shifts focus to Damon when it was Damon who played the role of peacemaker while Stefan wanted to behead someone at the Wickery Bridge event.

"he was capable of pretty much anything"

"I don't know what you're capable of anymore"

You can even hear Elena's comments in Damon's.

"Because I can't predict how far he is willing to go until someone gets killed"

"I know my brother better than anyone, and right now, I don't have a clue how far he is willing to take this"

Stefan was the one that ripped up and down the eastern seaboard with his humanity on, now has the gall to shift focus to Damon as if he's the one that's been killing. This doesn't change until later in the series, and it only changes because there's no more point to Stefan ignoring the fact that he's just as bad as Damon.

"What if it was Stefan? He was crazy that night."

You'll also notice that Elena suspected Stefan on her own. Damon didn't put that idea into her head. Unlike Stefan, who's the entire reason Elena suspects Damon of killing 12 council members in 4x2. Because unlike Stefan, Damon doesn't feel the need to shift focus from his bad behaviors. He owns them. Elena had every reason to suspect Stefan rather than Damon. After all, Stefan was the one that abducted her and threatened her on the bridge. But again, he hates owning his shit. The more Stefan opens his mouth, the more he looks like an ass.

This is Stefan's "possessive" face. He has the same face in 1x2 and 1x21. He's extremely possessive, jealous, and controlling when it comes to Elena.

Elijah: Stefan. Where is the lovely Elena tonight? Stefan: I don't know. Ask Damon.

One of the biggest things about this episode, is how it pushes backward to 3x4 and forward to 3x22 as they slowly prep Elena to become a vampire.

Caroline: Why are you trying to fix me? Bill: So I don't have to kill you! Caroline: Daddy, I'm sorry.

Suicide is only an option for a suicidal vampire. They will fight to survive, even if it means fighting their loved ones because it's their nature. So when people like John and Bill threaten Damon, they KNOW what they're getting themselves into. I'm bringing this up as I show how they push back to 3x4. Refer to my post for 3x4 as it pertains to Elena changing Damon.

Caroline: That's impossible. Daddy, you can't change who I am. Damon: So, Bill, I have a question. What makes you think that you can change the basic nature of a vampire? Meredith: That's gotta be hard. When your dad hates the one thing you can't change about yourself.

Caroline: Yeah, we've had our ups and downs.

THIS is the reailty of Damon and Elena. Not only because he's a vampire and she's human, but because Damon is still in the process of bettering himself. Like Caroline with her father, those "downs" won't stop them from loving each other. Those "downs" happen even in real life.

Bill: I knew what I was risking when I didn't leave town, but I figured you're not self-destructive enough to kill the sheriff's ex-husband. Damon: Makes you the third person to underestimate me today. Tyler: I lost control. Again. Bill: I knew the risks when I decided to help you.

It's through Tyler that they show the truth of Damon's scene with Bill in 3x4.

Damon: No, I'm not going to kill you, Bill. I'm just going to find pleasure in perfect little moments like this.

It's through Dr. Fell that they show Damon post-bite in 3x4. That's why she's first healing Bill with Damon's blood, then healing Elena with it in 3x21. Had Caroline not came in when she did, Damon would've healed Bill just like he healed Vicki. If he wanted to kill Bill, he'd be dead.

Caroline: I can't just let my father die. You know, I'm… I'm gonna force him to feed. Elena: Hey…. he doesn't want to, Caroline. The only thing your dad has is his choice. Caroline: Listen, listen to me. I know that you think you made your choice, but you can change your mind. You know, you are strong enough to handle being a vampire. I mean, you're the strongest person that I know. Bill: Oh, Caroline, my strength is all in my beliefs. Becoming a vampire is wrong, people aren't supposed to cheat death. It's just what I believe. Please respect that.

Here, they show how Damon challenges Elena's life and beliefs. While Stefan respects her choices, Damon challenging her as he has is the reason she feeds to complete the transition. Her choices leading to that moment when she actually decides to become something she never wanted to be. Damon's face when Elena tackles him in 4x1… that's not fear, but shock in the fact that she chose it for herself.

Elena: I can't, Caroline! If I admit it, if I even thought it for just a second… What does that say about me? Caroline: It says you're human, Elena. Bill: Parents aren't supposed to outlive their children, Caroline. It's okay. Bill: This is life. This is what it means to be human.

You're then given this 3x4-3x13 parallel. A foreshadow of what's to come. Elena basically dies because she waits "until later" to tell Stefan just as she waited "until later" to tell Matt.

Elena: Will you stay with me? Until he wakes up? Matt: Of course. Elena: I can't lose any more family.

This is Elena in 3x22. She won't wake until Damon rushes into that hospital. Best to know which brother she considers family and which brother she considers her boyfriend.

"It's a blood knot."

Like two keys, the sire and the sired. That's why the sire bond is no one else's business but Damon's and Elena's.

[away-ward]

For Will and Emmy 29 and 20

For 29: How do you think they would be as a parent? (and if they are a parent, how do you think they'd be if they were?)

Well, as for how they are as a parent, I answered that here in this post. However, if for some reason they couldn't be parents, I think it would hit Will harder than Emory. There's a part of me that HCs Emory settled with the idea that she'd never be happy, so even though that she now has Will and should be able to get everything she wanted, if this one thing was taken away from her, I think she'd be okay. She would be hurt, and have to deal with that pain and mayb even work through feelings of self-hate similar to Rika and so many other women, but it wouldn't tear her apart forever.

It would hit Will harder, and with his record, I don't think they'd be able to adopt. After getting over the disappointment, he'd go full on dog-dad (the fact that he as a beagle is still weird to me) and Best Uncle Ever. He'd be the kind to wait until Damon was busy, and then go over and kidnap his kids and there'd be nothing that would stop him.

20. A weird headcanon:

Not weird really, but I HC that Will never realized he had an artistic ability until he got to prison and saw people doing stick and poke tattoos, and it turned out he was pretty good at it. He still didn't consider it a talent until he off handily mentions that all of their children have some skill in the arts, completely bewildered by it.

Emory looks at him like are you dumb? and says, "I'm a flute playing architect, and you have your bachelor's in English and your side hobby is designing tattoos. In what world would our kids not be artists?"

And while Will loves it when she's right, he can't always let her win. So he just argues, "Indie can't draw for shit."

"I swam and you played basketball. She's still completely us."

But that's when Will starts to consider himself an artist. But he says artist like ar-tiste, like he's French, and it pisses all his friends off.

Sorry it's not weird. I know I have a weird one, I just can't remember what they are now. I feel as soon as I posted the game, all my HCs evaporated... maybe try again later.

Thanks for playing!!

-KO

[dilfsuzanneyk]

hello damon i meant to tell you about this last night but i had to go to bed. so.

RIGHT so my family had just had dinner and i finished later than everyone else as usual bc i Cannot stop talking and i went into the living room where my dad was

he was watching something and i, naturally, went "ooh whatre you watching" . i do not remember what he said but then i Saw Klinger! so i went !!!! Klinger!!!!

BUt. he wasnt wearing a dress. so i went . what.

and my dad said "yeah its the little movie at the end you know" and i, in a non-dramatic way of course, dove(?) into the corner of the sofa so i could not see and hear because i do not mind mash spoilers, since there isnt an abundance of overarching plot anyway , But i have decided that the last episode spoilers Must Be Avoided At All Costs since i keep seeing people say how devasttaing it is

and then we watched an episode of miss fisher :)

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anyway thats not an especially interesting story but i enjoyed diving dramatically, since that is the only part i enjoy of Sports, though iusually thatll be to the ground.

uhhh so Yes., hows it going hope youre well <3 much love monty

hi monty!! i'm sorry i'm replying to this so late DSJKADHN

anyway!! GOD that was such a close call with the finale. you're so real for diving into the sofa bc that was me avoiding mash spoilers while i was getting through my first watch too LMAOO and i agree!! the finale was... ough. not saying anything else but i genuinely cannot wait to see you get further into the series and eventually watch that finale (psst if you've watched any new episodes and you have any thoughts i would love to hear em. come ramble at me!! i forgot which episode you were last at lol)

also is miss fisher that thing you've been posting about!! i'm not really sure what it's about lol but it sounds fun i'm glad you had a good time <33 always great to hear from you monty don't worry about being interesting and stuff :]

[superhaught]

Character Associations

rules: post 5 songs associated with your OC, followed by 3 outfits they would wear.

Inspired to do this by @gothimp if you’re seeing this, feel free to make your own!

Walker, born Walstaer Horineth (BG3 Tav)

My sweet sweet good good boy

His autistic rizz is off the charts and his religious guilt is right there with it. Love him.

5 Songs:

Work Song - Hozier (because ofc this is on his list) “no grave can hold my body down, I’ll crawl home to her” and “When I was kissing on my baby, And she put her love down soft and sweet, In the low lamplight I was free, Heaven and hell were words to me”

Angel with a Shotgun - the cab “I'm an angel with a shotgun, Fighting til' the wars won, I don't care if heaven won't take me back, I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe.”

Francesca - Hozier “If someone asked me at the end, I'll tell them put me back in it, Darling, I would do it again, If I could hold you for a minute, Darling, I'd go through it again”

Matilda - Harry Styles “you talk of the pain like it's all alright, But I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead inside, You showed me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days, It's none of my business but it's just been on my mind.” And “You can let it go, You can throw a party full of everyone you know, And not invite your family, ‘Cause they never showed you love, You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up, You can see the world, Following the seasons, Anywhere you go, You don't need a reason, ‘Cause they never showed you love, You don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own.”

Stick Season - Noah Kahan “So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad.”

Outfits!

Camp/Traveling clothes: Flynn Rider core. Simple tunics and leather, comfy and loose but hugs him in all the right places

Armor for battle: specially designed for him by Damon after the city is saved. Duke Ravenguard knights him in the aftermath and this armor set is gifted as part of that ceremony. Walker’s full title becomes Walstaer Horineth, The Knight Orchid, Hero and Knight Defender of Baldur’s Gate, The Moonmaiden’s Shield. He does not like being titled!

Fancy outfits: drawn to embroidery. He has a difficult time spending money on himself when it comes to clothing but Shadowheart encourages him to because they have to go to public events all the time in the years following bg3. He has no problem spending money on nice things for her tho.

[thelonesomequeen]

Hello! I listened to this garbage so you don’t have to! —Part 2 (April 6, 2023)

I typed up a transcription from the podcast that I will post below. I typed quickly, so please excuse any typos I might not have caught. Don’t drag me for the grammar. That’s all DM talking. I just typed it out the way she said it. For those of you wanting to hear it for yourself, she starts at 52:30.

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DM: Well. I did a little poll on Instagram. Because I posted that Chris Evans is Boston’s hometown hero. And I did a little pill for the Bostonians. I said Who is your hometown hero? Ben Affleck or Matt Damon, I grouped them together, Chris Evans, Mark Wahlberg, or Hilaria Baldwin who I just threw in for good measure. And Matt Damon and Ben Affleck won the poll by a landslide and I just need to clarify for my Boston followers, I didn’t realize that Chris Evans didn’t grow up exactly in Boston, he grew up in Sudbury which

Lex: Yeah, Like a suburb.

DM: Which is like right outside of Boston, so I had someone write in and say “grew up in Lincoln Sudbury, was about 8 years behind Chris, but fully agree with this.” so the Sudbury people, and I hope I’m saying that right, they do think that Chris is Boston’s hometown hero.

Lex: Right.

DM: This person says “Lincoln Sudbury” I’m assuming that’s the school “was obsessed with Chris and our whole theatre department was like a shrine to him. He’d come home frequently to visit his family in the early 2000s and we’d see him at the local Natick mall. Him and his family are super suburb-normie. Like I think his dad coached youth soccer when we were all younger. He’s for sure a Sudbury hero, but not Boston. Just a star that loves Boston and Massachusetts." so I felt like I needed to make that distinction because I didn't realize that before I claimed Chris Evans as the...

Lex: I love this distinction. You know, any chance to talk about Chris Evans is a chance I'll take.

DM: Bost (laughs, cuts off word). Wait, I was just going to say! Aren't you, don't you love Chris Evans? Do you still love him so so much?

Lex: I mean, I do but it's so hard because I'm not getting enough content. That's why I posted, you posted those like high school or elementary school, his like bowl cuts year book photos and I was like "I needed this today!" I feel like we never see him anymore because he's got his girlfriend! But we're gonna get some press soon, right? Because he's got that movie coming out on Apple with Ana de Armas again.

DM: Yes. And he's in New York right now with Alba.

Lex: I mean, yeah, like in my, I don't know what the rumor is circulating or blah blah blah, but like, I just feel like they've been engaged since last year. He would not do the People magazine, come out about his love life, again, you wanna talk PR game. That is all strategic to keep the crazies at an arms length...

DM: You think so?!

Lex: satisfy the beast, but still maintain his privacy. Yes! Yes, yes ,yes!

DM: So you think that their relationship is PR?

Lex: Oh no! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I think their relationship is real.

DM: Got you. Got you.

Lex: I think he gave...he's normally very private, but he like gave the PR the big, uh, People's Sexiest Man Alive and blah blah blah to then double down and then drop his relationship so that it's like, you know, he's given, he's giving us, he's breadcrumbing us a little bit and then he can still have his life.

DM: You know, I had heard People magazine was pissed about that. Because he didn't disclose to them..."

Lex: Stop, that he was in the relationship?

DM: When he was....yes. Yes.

Lex: Oh my God.

DM: Mhmm. And he did the photoshoot, did the article, was in the magazine, was in the article, and then was like SURPRISE! I'm in this relationship and they were kinda like...why didn't you just tell us? Like you were just on this huge cover and...

Lex: Talking about what you look for in a relationship...

DM: Yes!

Lex:...and like, what you want in a relationship.

DM: Yes, yes. They were like what the f-ck, but whatever. I mean, you know, happy for him. He seems really happy. I'm still...

Lex: So happy.

DM: in the...

Lex: I'm devastated.

DM: I'm still in the camp that if they do get engaged, or if they are currently engaged, I would not be surprised. I'm still in the camp.

Lex: Same. A thousand percent, I agree.

--and then they move on to the next topic.

[zalrb]

why does the fandom tend to judge Elena and Caroline on who they're dating? Someone said that they are hated for who they sleep with while the men are not judged by the same standards. Stefan slept with Katherine and Rebekah, Elena's enemies, and did not get any hate. But Elena gets judged for dating Damon. What do you think about this? Should characters be judge on their sex life?

I think that’s an oversimplification of what’s happening and it also entirely depends on who you’re talking to. Elena is framed as being a compassionate and empathetic character who deeply loves and cares about her friends and family and yet is dating a man who has terrorized and tried to murder both her friends and family because why? He stepped in for her boyfriend during a miss mystic falls dance and gave her back a necklace? In the master list when a Damon stan asks me why I like Stefan but judge Damon, I break down how Damon’s narratively weak redemption revolves around Elena and he doesn’t make up what he’s done to the other people he’s hurt, he’s never even said a basic “sorry” to Caroline. Elena dating him deserves judgment. I am, however, going to judge Damon for being Damon and have done so loudly and for years so there’s that. In terms of Stefan sleeping with Rebekah and Katherine or Caroline sleeping with Klaus, in my Steferine fanfic when Elena yells at Matt for nearly sleeping with Katherine after he’d slept with Rebekah and Nadia, I have Matt say if there’s a trend, you started it Elena, which is how I look at the entire thing. Elena does judge Stefan for sleeping with Rebekah and Katherine which always had me like, Elena, what right do you have when you’re sleeping with his brother who raped your friend and tried to kill your other one, which is also why Stefan says “this is the second time Damon's tried to kill Jeremy”. Not to mention with Rebekah and Katherine and Klaus, these are one off, short term situations and not meant to be long term relationships where things happen like after spending like 6 episodes the season before without their humanity because the loss of their brother was apparently too much to handle, they then end up neglecting said brother the summer he comes back to life to constantly fuck a man who has nearly successfully killed him (twice!) then manhandled him and then made fun of him about it for feeling a type of way.

In terms of within the show, it’s a gripe I’ve had and have also spoken about. Tyler is rightfully mad at Caroline for sleeping with the man who murdered his mother and yet is perfectly fine save for some snarky remarks interacting with the man who killed his uncle and forced the release of tomb vampires who ended up killing his dad. But that gets into how the writing made everyone hypocrites to make Damon work and in depth posts about that are also in the masterlist.