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anonair ยท 10 months ago
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๐’๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ- ๐ƒ๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐’๐š๐ฅ๐ฏ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ž
Female reader X Damon Salvatore
๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ: A woman grappling with melancholy confronts her emotions by the shore. Despite pressure and tears, she walks away from her past, only to be confronted by a familiar person, Damon Salvatore.
AN: I wrote this quickly & decided to add a big twist to it... Idk if I like it, but here it is...
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The feelings of melancholy were overwhelming her body. As the tide pushed against the shore and the cool air blew through her hair, she could feel herself succumbing to the emotions. The pressure of having to make decisions was all too much for her. So, as she took a deep breath in, she took in the moments of silence before chaos ensued.ย 
She turned around, headed towards the illuminated street. Wiping tears away from her eyes, she walked away, her feet digging into the sand still. Out of nowhere, a dark outline of a person emerged from the shadows.ย 
โ€œWaitโ€ฆโ€ He called out.ย 
The voice sent chills down her spine. The voice was full of familiarity, but was also something she was trying to forget. Brushing it off, she kept heading toward the street. Her heart grew heavier as she walked away from her past.ย 
In mere moments, leveraging his extraordinary supernatural prowess, he adeptly positioned himself ahead of her. His blue eyes glistened in the light of the night sky, casting an irresistible allure that she struggled to defy.ย 
โ€œDamon, please just go.โ€ She mumbled, pausing her strides toward the street.ย 
She continued, โ€œHowโ€ฆ how did you even find me? I tried so hard to leave you behind, but here you areโ€ฆโ€ With tears pouring down her face, her voice grew louder. โ€œJUST GO!โ€ She had tried for months to forget about him, but no matter how far she went, nothing could ever erase him from her memory; He was deeply engraved into her brain. This time, she went to the extreme by leaving mystic falls, but once again, Damon found her.ย 
Damon slowly made his way closer to her, closing the gap of distance between them. At this point, he could clearly see her swollen eyes and the puddles in her eyes that flowed onto her cheeks.ย 
โ€œY/N, I cant just sit here and let you leave me. I am miserable without you.โ€ He confessed.
โ€œThat wasnโ€™t what you were saying when Elena came back. You seemed to really be able to let me leave you then, Damon. Please, go back to your happy life and leave me alone.โ€ย  She started walking again, her shoulder pushing against his. Before she could take a full step, Damon's hand grasped on her wrist, slightly tugging her back.ย 
โ€œElena is nothing compared to you, Y/N. You embody everything I've sought throughout my eternal existence. With you, my immortal life gains meaning; you are the pulse that rekindles the sensation of a beating heart within me.ย  It feels like I am sired to you, but I know it's just an everlasting love that we both built that is keeping me coming back to you.โ€ He spoke.
His words seemed to cut deep into her heart, making it hard for her to keep walking. She was frozen.ย 
โ€œIt's as if an unbreakable bond ties me to you, yet I understand it's the love we've cultivated that compels me to return to you time and again." He exhaled, โ€œI can say Iโ€™m sorry a million times over again, but you need to let me show you how sorry I truly am. Please, come home.โ€ย 
She turned her whole body around to face him, mustering up the courage to say anything to him. It was as if in that moment, her bond to him was completely shattered. How can one profess to love another so profoundly, only to, in the same breath, betray that love by engaging in infidelity with an ex-partner who looked exactly like you? The doppelganger curse will never be broken, but she was determined.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m not falling for this again, Damon. Leave me alone.โ€ Fueled by the anger coursing through her veins, she slammed her palm against his cheek, delivering a resounding smack. He released her wrist, granting her the freedom to stride away into the obscurity of the night. No residual pain lingered in her heart; she was, at last, unburdened. Something about that conversation provided the closure she had long sought.
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xawkward-ariesx ยท 2 years ago
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It was a Friday night freshman year when the conversation occurred. Bonnie, Elena and Caroline were having a sleepover at the Gilbert's house. They were sprawled out on top of Elena's bed freshly showered from cheerleading practice now cozy in their pajamas. They had exhausted most of their gossip about people from school, giggled more than they had discussed homework and spoken about the boys they were interested in. It was a typical teenage Friday night, a night so normal they didn't need to stop to truly appreciate it at the time.
"If you could be an kind of supernatural creature, what would you want to be?" It was Caroline who posed the question from where she was gazing up at the ceiling.
It was an innocent enough question, the sort of thing they'd ask on nights like this while young and naรฏve. But it was a moment they'll look back on after everything changes for them with no small amount of irony.
"What?" Bonnie giggled rolling onto her stomach to regard her friend, "Where did that come from?"
Caroline abashed, shrugged as best she could laid down as she was. "What you've never thought about it before?"
"I don't know Bon, I think I'd quite like to be a vampire." Elena piped up a cheeky smile on her face. "Imagine being able to be young and in love forever? Wouldn't that be romantic?"
The girls giggled at Elena's words. Oh how typical of her. Between Elena and Caroline, and the small rivalry they had for each other, they practically ran the school. All the boys wanted them, Elena could have any pick of boys to be her immortal suitor. A fact in their little competition that drove Caroline insane.
"I'm not sure I could handle the blood. I think I'd rather be powerful, be able to defend myself, ya know? Maybe a witch or something. I couldn't hack it as a seer, I'd lose my mind if I had to be psychic." Bonnie explained, the weight of her words settled with in her, ringing true in a way she didn't quite yet understand.
Caroline hummed in response, "I could see that. Personally, I think I'd go with shapeshifter. Imagine being able to be or look however you wanted. You wouldn't have to worry about living forever but you could still look young and pretty for as long as you wanted." There was an edge of taunt in her words, in the deliberate wording, another move in Elena and Caroline's ongoing friendly competition.
Silence reigned over the trio for a moment as they consider the prospective answers.
And then, just like that, laughter broke out once more. An innocent dismissal of the entire conversation. It didn't matter what had prompted Caroline to ask or even what they had answered, it would never happen anyway...
Bonnie stands in her dorm room unseeingly for a moment, for some reason she's remembering that night freshman year. There's no reason it should stick with her, they'd had so many nights like that, but now it does. Now that those innocent moments where they just got to be teenagers are gone, that conversation seems all the more important. Particularly as she stands there as the newly assigned anchor to the Other Side with her two best friends and roommates as vampires.
The door squeaks open as Caroline returns from class, Elena isn't due back for another hour so it's easy to determine who it is even with how silent her footsteps are. Bonnie is still lost in thought when the blonde greets her.
"Do you ever think about those sleepovers we used to have before everything? And ask those," She pauses to roll her eyes at her younger self with fondness and exasperation in equal measure, "stupid hypothetical questions?"
"Of course." Caroline smiles but there's a tinge of melancholy to it that hadn't been there back then.
For all they've grown as people since becoming aware of the supernatural, there are parts of themselves that they've lost for good. With the loss of their ignorance so too do they lose their childish bliss.
"When did we stop?" She can't help but ask. She knows when to some extent, but she doesn't remember the last moment, she remembers it fading away but not when it stopped. When they stopped trying to hold on to their innocence.
Caroline tilts her head as she regards her, a sadness welling in her eyes that is difficult to disguise. Especially from someone who knows her so well.
"When we changed, I guess."
"Do you ever wish we could go back to before?" Bonnie whispers, barely able to voice the question for fear the spirits might take them as a challenge.
Caroline's expression tightens, a grief lining her face that Bonnie is familiar with from the mirror.
"All the time." She murmurs.
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s4wdvator ยท 2 months ago
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Just a little blood
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You and Damon had been together for a few months. At first, you could say it was a bit rocky. With Damon and his reputation as a player, it was hard to be confident in a relationship with him, but he surprised you. He really did.
And what always made you believe that it would never work was when you found out about Damon being a vampire, and you're just a human. For you it was going to be like Twilight. But now? It's proving something very different.
Now, in a moment of taking advantage of Stefan's departure from home, Damon said he wanted to try something new with you. And you, with your curious instinct, definitely accepted.
You're lying on the bed, completely naked for him. Damon, on the other hand, is in his boxers and nothing else. He's busy kissing your breasts, while he caresses your clit with his thumb. When he finished working on the breasts he said.
"Where do you want it today?" He asked with a husky and slightly breathless voice, and with his usual sensual look. You got what he meant. Every time you're in bed, you choose a place for him to drink your blood.
"I think something more classic. Neck" she smiled. You always chose that one, there was no specific reason, but Damon didn't accept it and very carefully bit your thigh and you laughed at his stubbornness.
"I said Neck" You said.
"No. I'm always on your neck. I need new things. Just a little blood" he joked and continued to drink the blood, and sometimes let out some grunts of pleasure at the taste of blood.
Strangely enough, that's really pleasurable.
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so-long-soldier-writes ยท 6 months ago
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Kai receiving a kiss on the cheek would have no freaking clue what to do with himself.ย 
Maybe you were sitting around the Salvatore kitchen together, busy on a plan all morning, but your plan had one minor flaw, that if given the chance to surface, would ruin the entire thing. You rest your hands on your chin as you brainstorm ways around it; nothing seems good enough against your strongly skilled enemy. Your half drunk cup of coffee sits beside you, getting cold. You can still taste it on your breath, but the stimulants fail to produce any new ideas. Your posture slumps as you hit another dead end.ย 
But before your dead end is lost for good, Kai points out a fork in the road that you can use instead. A slight altercation to the plan that puts you right where you need to be, and you gasp, youโ€™re not sure how you missed that earlier. The siphon smiles, glad to be of use, but then is taken totally off guard when you lean forward and kiss his cheek. Your soft lips peck right below his cheekbone; he can smell the faint, sweet coffee that lingers on them. Kai freezes in shock, but he has no time to react. A small utterance of a cheery thank you is the last thing he hears before youโ€™re out the door, off to tell Bonnie the updated plan.ย 
As soon as the heavy wooden door shuts, Damon cracks a laugh, but covers his mouth quickly. Elena just stares, as if in equal shock as Kai is. A tingling sensation is felt throughout his body, but itโ€™s most concentrated where your lips were. His mind feels fuzzy, but he knows he wants more. He looks down at your coffee cup, trying to keep his composure while reveling in the new feeling. A small touch of lipstick stains the edge of the mug. Right as he opens his mouth to say something, anything, Damon beats him to the punch,
โ€œYou got something, a little here.โ€ He nods to the abandoned mug. โ€œMight need a mirror.โ€
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noirgl0w ยท 29 days ago
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None of the Mikaelsons are good people but I like how you can see Elijah struggling to be one, because he thinks that by being the noble brother, the man of word he is, he proves that he is good when he is not. Deep down he knows this, deep down he knows that he is a monster just like his siblings, that he will never be good. Everything Elijah has craved is stability, happiness, a normal life, everything he can not have because of his family and his condition as an original (Or a vampire, for that matter). Just as Davina said, he has innocent blood in his hands, he has killed in the name of his familyand thinks somehow that makes it better. I really do think that he wants believe his ownwords, that everything he has done was for a reason bigger than himself, he has this complex behavior in which he believes himself better than his siblings but at the same time believes himself the worst of them.
Because Elijah Mikaelson wants to be a good man so badly, even when he knows he can never be.
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baseballbitch116 ยท 5 months ago
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However Long It Takes Masterlist
Klaus Mikaelson x oc slowburn
Charlotte Fell has had a troubled life. Her mom is a close friend of Kelly Donovan - Mattโ€™s mother - and wherever Kelly goes, Charlotteโ€™s mother follows. So it was just her when she was turned into a vampire. Charlotteโ€™s never really had anyone to count on other than herself or Matt. Sheโ€™s never bonded much with anyone before - until her senior year - when she met the โ€œOriginals.โ€ She found them intriguing and misunderstood - especially the hybrid. Something about his darkness just felt soโ€ฆ relatable. There was an undeniable tension between the two, something that Charlotteโ€™s friends absolutely hated. Is Klaus really as dangerous as he puts on? Would he hurt her? Or is she in way over her head?
This fanfiction slow burn series will have approximately 20 chapters. Last updated 7/8/2024.
Do not repost or claim my work as your own. This story and Charlotte Fell belong to baseballbitch116 only.
Chapter One - Homecoming
Chapter Two - The Grill
Chapter Three - The Ball
Chapter Four - 1920's
Chapter Five - The Vampire Hunter
Chapter Six - I Dare You
Chapter Seven - The Pageant
Chapter Eight - Confrontations...
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eepwtf ยท 4 months ago
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every time i go to wattpad in hopes of finding good tvd, or spn fanfics i get excited until i see titles likeโ€ฆ
โ€œ the forgotten gilbert โ€
โ€œ the lost mikaelson โ€
โ€œ the forbidden winchester โ€
LIKEโ€ฆ. take your ass back and fix that shit NEOW.
ITS SO LAZY๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜• whereโ€™s the, dare i say, pizzazz??!
N OMG THE LACK OF DIVERSITY
it kills me, like where is the imagination?! and they always give the worst personalities to their mc, and itโ€™s not like bad, itโ€™s cringe.
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vampykween ยท 11 months ago
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vampire!ghost who canโ€™t control himself once heโ€™s got a taste of your blood.
you taste just as sweet as you look and he just canโ€™t help himself. not when your hands fist in his hair in a weak attempt to pry his fangs from your neck. he only stops when he notices the fight has left your body and you lie limply in his arms.
he feels sick, he doesnโ€™t know what comes over him. he loves you so much - swears that despite being a monster that he would never hurt you. he avoided for you for so long for this very reason. unless price is around his mind is a war zone and all he can think about his how you smell, how you would taste, the sight of your lithe body writhing under his. what makes him feel the worst is he knows that once you wake up and see his sullen face, youโ€™ll forgive him. youโ€™re so used to being hurt and brutalized by those who claim to love you that youโ€™ll forgive his display of violence.
even after death, trapped in this hellish eternal life simon riley was destined to be a killer. loving him was a guaranteed death sentence.
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lynette-m-roses ยท 11 months ago
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๐”Ž๐”ฉ๐”ž๐”ฒ๐”ฐ ๐”๐”ฆ๐”จ๐”ž๐”ข๐”ฉ๐”ฐ๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ต ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ก๐”ข๐”ฏ
๐”ˆ๐”ต๐”ญ๐”ข๐” ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”๐”ฆ๐”ฏ๐”ž๐” ๐”ฉ๐”ข๐”ฐ
๐”‡๐”ฌ๐”ซ'๐”ฑ ๐”Ž๐”ฆ๐”ฉ๐”ฉ!
๐”„ ๐”‰๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ฏ'๐”ฐ ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ซ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ฏ ๐” ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ข
๐”๐”ฌ๐”ณ๐”ข'๐”ฐ ๐”๐”ž๐”ฐ๐”ฑ ๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฅ
๐”ˆ๐”ซ๐” ๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”‰๐”ฉ๐”ž๐”ช๐”ข๐”ฐ
โ„œ๐”ข๐”ก๐”ข๐”ช๐”ญ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ฌ๐”ซ'๐”ฐ ๐”ˆ๐”ช๐”Ÿ๐”ฏ๐”ž๐” ๐”ข
๐”ˆ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ซ๐”ž๐”ฉ ๐”…๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ก
๐”„ ๐”๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”‰๐”ฒ๐”ซ โ„‘๐”ซ ๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”‘๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ
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๐™ท๐šŽ๐š—๐š›๐šข ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐šก ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›
๐™ฐ ๐™ฑ๐š˜๐šก๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š˜๐š—
๐™ฐ ๐™ต๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐šƒ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐™ณ๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐š–๐š–๐šŠ
๐™ฐ ๐™ฟ๐š•๐šŠ๐šข๐š๐šž๐š• ๐šŽ๐šก๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ
๐š‚๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š’๐š๐šข ๐š’๐š— ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ
๐š‚๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŒ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ
๐š‚๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š–๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ
๐™ป๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐š๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šข
๐™ฐ ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐™ต๐šž๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ฐ๐š๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ
๐™ป๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐šŒ๐š›๐š˜๐šœ๐šœ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ
๐™ด๐š—๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ
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๐”Š๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ž๐”ฉ๐”ฑ ๐”’๐”ฃ โ„œ๐”ฆ๐”ณ๐”ฆ๐”ž ๐”ต โ„œ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ก๐”ข๐”ฏ
๐”‰๐”ฏ๐”ž๐”ค๐”ช๐”ข๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ฐ ๐”’๐”ฃ ๐”ž ๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”จ๐”ข๐”ซ โ„Œ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ
๐”„ ๐”š๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐” ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ฏ'๐”ฐ โ„Œ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ
๐”˜๐”ซ๐”ฃ๐”ฌ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ฐ๐”ข๐”ข๐”ซ ๐”…๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ก๐”ฐ
๐”…๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ก๐”ฐ ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”‡๐”ข๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ถ
๐”–๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”™๐”ฌ๐”ด๐”ฐ
๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”Š๐”ฒ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ก๐”ฆ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ฐ ๐”ˆ๐”ช๐”Ÿ๐”ฏ๐”ž๐” ๐”ข
๐”„๐”ด๐”ž๐”จ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค โ„Œ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ๐”ฐ
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๐”‡๐”ž๐”ข๐”ช๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ค๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ถ๐”ข๐”ซ ๐”ต ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ก๐”ข๐”ฏ
๐”š๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”‰๐”ฆ๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”„๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”š๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”…๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ก
๐”…๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ถ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ
๐”ˆ๐”ซ๐”ณ๐”ฆ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ โ„Œ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ
๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”š๐”ข๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ ๐”’๐”ฃ โ„œ๐”ข๐”ค๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ฑ
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๐‘ฒ๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’Ž ๐‘จ๐’ ๐‘จ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’™ ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’†๐’“
๐‘ด๐’„'๐’” ๐’๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“
Masterlist Part 2
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zombholic ยท 1 year ago
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๐๐Ž๐“ ๐‡๐„๐‘ โ€” rebekah mikaelson
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summary โ€” you couldnโ€™t help but swoon over the original without her even having to compel you, instead of matt being in the lake with elena its you but with a twist.
description โ€” poc fem!reader, tvd rebekah!au, sexual themes but no smut.
โ€” ๐Ÿฉธใ€€ใ€€ โ—ฆ โœบ ใ€€ ๐Ÿฆทใ€€ โŸข โ€”
The first time you met Rebekah in Mystic Falls you were already so fascinated with her but with your childhood friends completely having a war with her and her siblings you kept to yourself.
Being one of two humans in the friend group you were surprised that you lived for this long especially Matt Donavan, he literally gets himself killed every other day.
You were in charge of taking Elena out of Mystic Falls, she was unconscious in your car as you began to drive over Wickery Bridge. A tall silhouette appeared in the middle of the road causing you to slam onto your brakes serving off the bridge and into the deep lake.
The water wasted no time sinking into your car, bashing your hands and elbows onto the windows at fear of you and your best friend drowning.
Panic rose into your body as you started sucking in the water that filled up your lungs, the burning sensation making you hysterical until all pain vanished and the little light around you turned black.
Your body shot up as water shot out of your lungs, you gasped breathlessly finally feeling relieved that you were able to breathe again. Another subtle gasp had caused you to snap your head to the side only to see the blonde with relief written all over her face.
โ€œDarling, Iโ€™m so sorry. I didnโ€™t know you were in the car or else I wouldnโ€™t have donโ€”โ€œ You were quick to cut her off.
โ€œYou tried to kill me Rebekah!โ€ Anger brewed in your voice.
โ€œNo, I tried to kill Elena but besidesโ€”โ€œ You eyes widen as you started to become aware of your surroundings. You were in the Mikaelsonโ€™s Mansions more specifically lying in the original girls bed.
โ€œElena! Oh my god Elena!โ€ Sobs started choking out of your throat thinking you had killed your best friend.
โ€œNo, love. Sheโ€™s alive, donโ€™t worry sheโ€™s aliveโ€ Rebekahโ€™s hand rubbed your face trying to soothe you.
You looked up at her confusion plastered across your face wondering how you even ended up here rather than at the Salvatores house, her baby blue orbs sadden.
โ€œThey left you in the lake to perish Darling, I hid when Stefan left with Elena when I saw it was your car and I saved you just in time.โ€ She explained with her voice so gentle, her soft hand still caressing your face.
โ€œTheyโ€” no, they wouldnโ€™t just leave me to die.โ€ Your heart sunk deep into your stomach, forcefully pushing her hand away from you. Denial kicked in realizing that your once close friends didnโ€™t even think twice to come back and even give you a proper burial if they thought you were even dead.
โ€œWhy, why would they leave me, I have done nothing but risk my life for themโ€”โ€œ Your throat swelled up as your heart ached, the emotion pain started becoming physical and all you could let out were extricating sobs.
Rebekah pulled you into her lap and held you close to her chest as tears streamed down your now puffed up face. โ€œShh sweet girl, youโ€™re okay, youโ€™re safe with me.โ€ Her soothing voice slowly calming you down, little hiccups now escaping your lips.
โ€œWhy did you save me? I thought you hated me.โ€ Your little comment made her chuckle, she so gently lifted up your chin to have you look at her mesmerizing face.
She licked her lips staring half lidded at your lips then back to your eyes, the supposed dangerous vampire leaned down and pressed her lips against your swollen pink ones. You wrapped your arms around her neck and laid back on her mountains of pillows having her crawl on top of you, caging your body beneath near.
She pulled away having you desperately chase back for more getting a smirk as she saw her red lipstick smudged into your soft lips.
โ€œI donโ€™t hate you baby, I hate the people you associate yourself with.โ€ You felt your heart beating fast just by her words alone, are you sure she didnโ€™t compel you? No, you wore a vervain bracelet that Bonnie gifted you when all of this went down.
โ€œI didnโ€™t even think you would be interested in girls? Let alone me.โ€ You gave her a sweet smile, your stomach starting to do flips with the way she looked at you like you were the most beautiful creature sheโ€™s ever laid her eyes on.
โ€” ๐Ÿฉธใ€€ใ€€ โ—ฆ โœบ ใ€€ ๐Ÿฆทใ€€ โŸข โ€”
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Day Twenty-Four: Klaus Mikealson + Toys
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It had started as a gag gift and then turned into something more private and serious. Though you aren't really sure if Klaus knows what a gag gift is.
You had both gone out, grabbing gag gifts of your own for each other. You grabbed the best of the best. Fart spray. Klaus on the other hand grabbed something rather sesitive, and private.
The night before you were supposed to leave for a family vacation with the Mikealson family. You set your trap, Klaus taking a shower and this time you had opted to not take one alongside him. Klaus was already suspicious of your option not to shower with him.
You set everything up. The sound of the water turning off lets you know that you have to get into postion. Just before Klaus walks out of the bathroom. You spritz a few pumps out of the bottle. You run back to the bed. Getting under the blanket and willing your heart to slow down.
"Loveโ€ฆ" Klaus stops mid sentence, disgusts worps his beautiful face. "What the hell is that smell?" He asks, you look over him. Your phone in hand. "What are you talking about baby?" You ask with faux concern. He can't tell if you're lying to him, but he takes what you give him for a real answer.
You lay there as Klaus tries his hardest to get awya from the disgusting smell. Getting dressed in a low pair of sweatpants, and climbs into bed with you. The silence is comforting, and just as you get into your sleep. The warm hands of klaus land on your hips and drag you into him.
"Good night sweetheart." he whispers into your ear, and kisses you right under your ear. "Also I'm fully willing to get you back for earlier." He says in a husky voice. You shiver at the antipication, and his words.
The next morning you take a long and needed shower. From outside the door Klaus shouts that he'll get your outfit together. You don't mind the action, it makes you flaot whenever you walk out and there lays our outfit. When you do manage to get out of the steamy bathroom. Your clothes lay out on the beds edge. Panties and all.
You get dressed, and without even thinking about you gather yourself up, and get into the car. Klaus had already packed your bags alongside his own. You got into the passengar seat, and waited for him.
The car ride was filled with is favorite music, and then the sudden feeling between your legs gave you a shiver. Stopping you in what you were doing. The book flopping down to your lap. "What's wrong baby?" That tone, the mimick of his voice. "Oh fuck- nothing is wrong. Just this, um this book." You pratically moan out, the buzzing in your panties.
Suddenly clicks in your head, "Is this-" you shifgt and the buzz sensation goes straight to your clit and you can't manage to get words or thoughts out. "Are youโ€ฆ Is this your gag fuckin' gift?' You finally ask, as the buzzing calms down. Klaus smirks that devilish smirk.
The buzzing stops suddenly, and then you're back to reading your book. Distracted by the words, and the chacters stories. It's not till hours later when you're eating dinner with Klaus sister on each side of you. Your talking with Freya about a girl nights that you're just dying to go on, but then the damn smirk comes back on Klaus face as he listens to his brother elijah moan on and on about something so unimportant he's just staring at you.
The buzzing starts up again. Low at first, and then you can't ignore the feeling inbetween your legs. You can feel your face go red like the apples in the trees behind you.
"Are you okay Y/n?" Freya asks, "Hm," You half moan and hum. "just a little hot out here." Your voice breaks. "Oh, yeah I do have to agree it's a little hot out here. Don't know why we had to eat out here?" Freya says dramtically while turning to look at her two brothers.
The buzzing doens't stop, not even has your grip on the silverware turns white, and your thighs squeeze tightly to stop the buzzing. "Klaus can you.โ€ฆ umโ€ฆ pass the um the salad." You moan out, and you drop the silverware and reach out for the bowl.
"Of course baby." Klaus voice is once again husky, as he passes the bowl the buzzing increases, and you almost drop the bowl. "Maybe you should go take a rest Y/n." Rebekah says looking athe situation unfold. "Go take your girlfriend inside in the cool air Niklaus." She says strongly.
"Come on sweetheart, let's go inside." Klaus says getting up from his seat, and going towards you. You stay still in your postion, and then latch onto his bicep. He's holding you up.
When you both reach the front french doors. You both stop for Klaus to open the door. As the two of you walk in Klaus whispers in your ear. "You feelin' good baby?" You moan asthe feeling hadn't gone away. Your high is so close then the feeling stops between your thighs. "Klaus!" You moan, "Don't worry baby, I'll let you cum tonight."
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The Originals Master List // Kinktober '23
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โ€“ โ€œ DATING NIKLAUS MIKAELSON โ€œ HEADCANON's
niklaus mikaelson x human!female!reader โ€“
warnings!: kidnapping, blood, murder, somewhat stalkerish tendencies mentioned?
word count: 2.03k requested by: @catmikaelson20
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Klaus had noticed your arrival in New Orleans straight away, after all, it was his city, and he was the King of it, or so he liked to think.
Something about your piercing eyes which were always filled with curiosity and wonder as you wandered the city full of supernaturals, had caught his attention.
The city could get windy at times and he loved watching as you made your way through the French Quarter, your shiny locks swinging in the wind.
Klaus had thought he had been very stealthy, however, he was not.ย 
Youโ€™d always find him not too far from you, lurking in the shadows, it really shouldโ€™ve creeped you out that some hybrid had been following you albeit it was the opposite.
You found it comforting in a way, knowing someone was always looking out for you.
Elijah, knew you were Klaus's current infatuation, so after a few months of suffering and having to watch Niklaus practically stalk you, he had decided he would introduce himself to you, seeing as heโ€™d seen you around as well.
You thought it was by chance that youโ€™d run into the Elijah Mikaelson, however, it was not. Elijah had figured out your routine and purposely ran into you on your daily stop at the cafe you had been working at.ย 
Elijah hurriedly walked into the cafe after you had been in there for 10 minutes, as he had seen you talking to your coworkers. You had accidentally spilled your coffee all over his crisp suit, your face besmirched with nothing other than horror.ย 
Your mouth had been agape, before you had finally shaken out of your daze, โ€œOh my god, I am so sorry! I swear you came out of nowhere, here, let me help you.โ€ You quickly rambled.
โ€œDonโ€™t worry about it, I didnโ€™t much care for this suit anyways,โ€ He assured you, as you frantically patted napkins against the material of the suit in an attempt to dry it.
He placed his hand against yours to stop you, โ€œItโ€™s quite alrightโ€ฆโ€ He said, waiting for you to fill in your name for him.
โ€œY/n, youโ€™re the infamous Elijah Mikaelson,โ€ You responded.
โ€œIndeed, I am, Y/n.โ€ He said, a charming smile on his face.
โ€œYou Mikaelsons are awfully famous around hereโ€ฆ huh,โ€
โ€œYes, our family has some history in New Orleans, we practically built the city,โ€
โ€œWow, here, let me buy you a coffee or something to make up for your destroyed suit, although Iโ€™m sure it costs much more than a 5-dollar coffee,โ€ You laughed.
โ€œWell, Iโ€™ll gladly take the coffee,โ€
The both of you had settled into a conversation, as you strolled about the Quarter.
Elijah had been telling you all about the supernatural history of New Orleans, seeing as you had told him you knew about vampires, wolves, and witches, including how you knew he and his family were the Originals.
You had gestured to your vervain ring, as you had explained your numerous encounters with various supernatural beings.
You had even gotten talking about hobbies, and how you quite enjoyed writing, which had prompted a proposal from Elijiah, โ€œItโ€™s quite interesting that you mention that, my brother Niklaus is in desperate need of an editor or typist, heโ€™s got a few things in the works, Iโ€™m sure heโ€™d love your assistance.โ€
โ€œOh, Iโ€™m not sure Iโ€™d be much help,โ€
โ€œI assure you heโ€™d deeply appreciate it, and Iโ€™m sure youโ€™re quite the novelist yourself,โ€ He sang your praises, and you gave in.
When you first met Niklaus he tried to keep his guard up around you, trying to come off as intimidating, however, his plan had backfired.
โ€œYโ€™know sometimes when I walk through the quarter, for some reason, I just feel eyes on me, like someoneโ€™s watching me, hiding in the shadows. Do you ever feel like that?โ€ Youโ€™d told the hybrid.ย 
His face slightly twitched before he quickly hid it with a smirk on his full lips, โ€œLove, Iโ€™m Niklaus Mikaelson, Iโ€™ve always got eyes on me, I have an exponential amount of enemies thatโ€™d love to get me when Iโ€™m vulnerable.โ€
The more time the two of you spent together, the more you somehow broke down the hybridโ€™s concrete walls.
Niklaus may have been stubborn, but so were you.
โ€œNiklaus, youโ€™re writing is exceptional, you donโ€™t need my help, so why do you insist that I help you edit your work?โ€
โ€œLove, my writing is exceptional because you edit it.โ€
โ€œNonsense. You know, with the amount of time we spend together, youโ€™d think Iโ€™d know more about you, I mean I feel like you practically know everything about meโ€ฆโ€
Eventually, Niklaus opened up to you about everything, from the years of abuse he suffered at the hand of his father, to his deep fear of abandonment, how heโ€™d always felt odd due to being a โ€œbastardโ€ child.
You knew Nik had flaws, however there was something about him that pulled you in, maybe it was his dedication to his family and their long promise of always and forever.
It was something you wish your family had, that kind of closeness, that no matter what they did, youโ€™d always go back to each other, however, your family was far from that.
From his insistent paranoia to his anger issues, youโ€™d still fallen for him.
Secretly he felt the same, your outer and inner beauty, kindness, and caring personality had made him wrapped around your finger.
He desperately tried to hide it but failed.
Whenever youโ€™d leave, heโ€™d insist on taking you home, to ensure youโ€™d made it safely, as well as insisting you texted him when you were safely inside your apartment.
Eventually, it came to the point where youโ€™d see each other every day, Niklaus often stopping by your work for a cup of his usual coffee. It had gotten to the point where your coworkers had thought he was your boyfriend, which youโ€™d always deny.ย 
However, there was a twinge in your heart that deeply wanted a relationship with the infamous hybrid.
Everyone could see that you both were head over heels in love with each other but the two of you, whenever anyone said anything you both denied what was right in front of you.
โ€œYouโ€™ve truly lost your mind, Rebekah, thereโ€™s no way she feels any sort of way for me. Sheโ€™s too kind. Too pure.โ€
โ€œYeah right, like Klaus Mikaelson has feelings for me!โ€ You had laughed.
What finally changed the dynamic of your relationship was when you had been kidnapped by one of Klausโ€™s enemies.
You had been held hostage and tortured for days, before Klaus finally found you in the abandoned warehouse.
He had torn up the city looking for you, whilst threatening witches to do locator spells for him.
When he came to rescue you, you watched as he murdered your captors in cold blood.
He freed you from the ropes which held you, blood besmirching his face and clothes, as his eyes that glowed yellow returned to their usual blue color.
He pulled you into a tight embrace, clinging to you as he muttered various apologies, from being sorry for getting you kidnapped to having to see him end your captor's lives.
You simply gave him a weak smile, hands on his face, you wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth before smashing your lips against his.
He returned the kiss with fervor, before pulling away.
He opened his eyes, โ€œWe shouldnโ€™t start this, Y/n, I donโ€™t want to endanger you any more than I already have.โ€
After that Niklaus had kept his distance from you, however, returned to keeping an eye on you from the shadows.
You had had enough.
You had stormed into the compound yelling and demanding Klaus to come out. Once you had youโ€™d told him off about how he had no right to decide what was best for you, seeing as you were a grown woman who could make her own decisions.
โ€œWho are you to decide whatโ€™s best for me Klaus?! I am in love with you and I donโ€™t care if that putโ€™s me in danger!โ€
It felt like hours had passed as you and Niklaus shouted back and forth, voices echoing throughout the compound for Rebekah and Elijah to hear.
Somehow Klaus had come to the realization that you were more stubborn than him. He murmured a โ€œBloody hell,โ€ before he shut you up with a kiss.
From then on, you and Klaus had begun dating.
You and Klaus were inseparable.
He always wanted to be near you, in order to protect you, and if he couldnโ€™t heโ€™d order Elijah, Rebekah, Marcel, or someone to guard you when he couldnโ€™t.
Heโ€™d constantly surprise you with random gifts such as flowers, โ€œJust because,โ€.
Klaus would always spoil you, and always insist that he pay for everything, โ€œLove, youโ€™re a queen, and deserve to be treated like it.โ€
Taking you on random dates, spontaneous trips.
Not long after you began dating, youโ€™d moved into the compound, Klaus no longer wanting you to be living in your apartment by yourself.
Depending on your hair type: Nik would learn how to braid, after youโ€™d complain about your arms aching after having finished doing your own box braids or cornrows /// having to braid your hair before you sleep so you wouldnโ€™t get split ends or tangles in the morning.
Heโ€™d always deny it but he secretly loved cuddling, especially when he was the small spoon.
Constantly having to be touching you, whether it be an arm around your waist, his palm against your thigh, holding hands.
Learning to cook your favorite meal.
Waking up each morning to your favorite morning drink on your bedside table.
Catching him watching you as you applied your makeup, โ€œI canโ€™t help it, love, itโ€™s not my fault youโ€™re so gorgeous.โ€
Always wanting your attention, โ€œLove, are you listening to me?โ€ย 
โ€œOf course, I am, lovey.โ€
Needing to have one of your AirPods in, so he could listen to your music as well.
Countless nights where the both of you would just stay up talking about anything and everything.
If you wear glasses/contacts, heโ€™d love when you wore your glasses over your contacts.
Whenever you would do some self-care such as face masks, heโ€™d always want to participate as well, โ€œDarling, just because Iโ€™m an immortal hybrid doesnโ€™t mean that I donโ€™t need to take care of my skin, I mean this isnโ€™t just immortality, itโ€™s SPF as well.โ€
Whenever he was stressed heโ€™d love it when youโ€™d play with his hair, it always soothed him and melted his stress.
When heโ€™s upset heโ€™d take some time to himself not wanting to lash out at you.
You and Rebekah were the best of friends and loved teasing Klaus together.
Youโ€™d eventually learn that Elijah had set you up, because Klaus had never really been looking for an editor or typist.
โ€œElijah! I canโ€™t believe this,โ€ You laughed.
Whenever Nik would wake up from a nightmare, youโ€™d be right there for him, placing soothing kisses on his shoulder to comfort him.
You would be the first to say the L word, it had been after you and Nik had been dating for almost a year.ย 
You always knew you had strong feelings for Nik, however, they were really brought to light when youโ€™d gotten extremely sick, and Nik spent every day at your bedside taking care of you.
You had been slightly delirious but you meant every word.
Nik had been laying next to you, the both of you facing each other after he had just made you your favorite soup.
Your hand reached for his own, clasping it. His blue eyes met your own, โ€œI love you, Niklaus Mikaelson.โ€
It had left him slightly shocked, his mouth slightly agape, before a large dimpled grin spread across his face, โ€œI love you too, Y/n Y/l/n.โ€
You both loved each other immensely and would do anything for each other.
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A/N: Idk how to feel about thisโ€ฆ
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klaroline - footballer x cheerleader au
Caroline Forbes stood on the sidelines, her heart pounding with anticipation as the final moments of the championship game ticked away. The Timberwolves, had fought tooth and nail for this victory, and now, with the scoreboard in their favour, victory was within their grasp.
โ€œHistory has been made tonight as the Timberwolves claims victory in one of the most unforgettable games of the season!" The announcer's voice boomed across the stadium, setting off a wave of cheers and celebrations.
Caroline couldn't contain her excitement as she embraced her squad, and chanted their cheers for the last time tonight. Tears of joy filled her eyes as she scanned the football field, searching for one person in particular.
And there he was, her boyfriend, Klaus Mikaelson, the captain of the Timberwolves' football team, running towards her with a victorious grin on his face. Caroline's heart skipped a beat as she watched him approach, feeling all the butterflies in her stomach.ย 
"Klaus!" she exclaimed as he reached her, unable to contain her joy. Without hesitation, he lifted her up in his arms, spinning her around in a whirlwind of happiness. Caroline's laughter bubbled up as she clung to him, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins.
As Klaus set her back down, their eyes met, and Caroline felt a jolt of electricity pass between them. She wrapped her arms around him, savouring the warmth of his embrace.
"You were amazing out there! I'm so proud of you," Caroline said, her voice soft and endearing as she leaned in to kiss his cheek.
"Thank you for being here tonight, love," Klaus let out, his voice breathless after the game.
Caroline pulled away from him slightly, but laced her arms around his neck. "Seriously? I would NEVER miss your games, you should know that by now. Also, I gotta be on watch out for all of your groupies back there," she teased, nodding towards the crowd of adoring fans.
Klaus flashed her his trademark dimpled smirk, his eyes sparkling with affection. โ€œWell unfortunate for them, Iโ€™m spoken for, โ€ he said, leaning down to press his lips to hers in a passionate yet tender kiss, sealing his victory once again with her by his side.
klaroline moodboards (nat's version)
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Femslash February: Batherine | Bonnie Bennett x Katherine Pierce (The Vampire Diaries)
Requested by @hydesjackiespuddinpop
Magic isn't just a candle flickering to life, or some fancy firework-like sparks. It isn't just an object moving on its own from one side of the room to the other, or a book suddenly flipping to the exact right page.
Magic is also a splitting migraine that starts at the base of the skull and then spreads like wildfire, seeping into every crevice and wrinkle of the brain. It's lethargy that deadens limbs and makes even the eyelids too heavy to lift, crushed under the weight of the world only a few hours ago.
It's hot. Literally - it burns as it travels through the veins, right down to the tips of the finger, emanating across every nerve and muscle until the entire body is consumed with the heat of something indescribable and unknowable. It's metallic, like the blood that drips down into the mouth.
But none of that is enough to stop the enchantment of something so bitter; so unpredictably and deliciously dangerous. Those drawn in by the flicker of light in the darkness accept the risk of getting lost in it, consumed momentarily by an irrepressible desire.
Bonnie knows she is on the verge of being lost as she stares back into the dark eyes peering up at her from behind her own arm, fangs lost in her soft flesh. The white-hot flames beneath her skin push and pulse until she is sure she is actually going to catch fire. Magic is oxygen, it is the thing that fills her lungs and is stolen from them almost immediately, and it is the indescribable sensation that ripples through her when Katherine's resolve breaks, becoming too lost in the moment to keep it up any longer. Her eyelids flicker and she laces their fingers together with a soft moan.
Maybe lost is what they both are. Lost to a world that lost interest in them. Maybe magic is finding each other when the world has long-since stopped looking.
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poly!mikaelsons x human!reader
summary: you're about to be left out of yet another mikaelson plan, when an accidental mix-up happens that might convince them to let you help them. OR, you prove that you've got a lot more fire than the mikaelsons give you credit for.
tags: plotting, blood drinking
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You lay across the couch as Klaus goes over his plan for the third time. Your legs are in Kolโ€™s lap, while your head is in Rebekahโ€™s. As he strokes his finger along your thigh, sheโ€™s playing with your hair, and none of you are paying much attention to the hybrid. Elijahโ€™s trying his best to listen to his brother, but heโ€™s consumed by a jealousy of not being able to touch you while his siblings do that makes him deaf to the plan.ย 
โ€œSo Iโ€™ll need one of you to distract Damon, another to distract Stefan, and-โ€ Klaus pauses, โ€œare any of you idiots listening to me?โ€
Four pairs of eyes immediately snap up to him.ย 
โ€œCould you stop petting the girl for one minute so you can tune into my plan for world domination?โ€
โ€œSheโ€™s just so soft, Niklaus,โ€ Rebekah whines, digging her hands into your scalp sweetly.
โ€œYes, I know, but this is important.โ€
โ€œSo is taking time to relax and love on our little girl.โ€
He sighs, then looks at you expectantly. Youโ€™re only able to fight his gaze for a minute before surrendering. Both Kol and Bekah argue as you move to be sitting in between them, not touching either of them.ย 
โ€œThank you, love. Now, this is the plan. One of you distracts Damon, another distracts Stefan. I grab Elena. Y/N, you stay here, because you are not getting caught in any crossfire-โ€
โ€œWhy do you never let me help?โ€
โ€œPardon?โ€
โ€œWhy do I always have to sit out when you guys are acting out on plans? I can help. I want to help.โ€
โ€œWe will not risk you getting hurt, baby. It is imperative that you stay here where youโ€™re safe,โ€ Elijah speaks for them all.ย 
โ€œIf I get hurt, you can just heal me! I want to help!โ€
โ€œNo, Y/N. That is an order. You stay here.โ€
โ€œI canโ€™t be here all the time while youโ€™re always fighting. What if you get hurt?โ€
โ€œWe will heal.โ€
โ€œWell you can heal me.โ€
โ€œLove, itโ€™s a no. Now stop fighting the matter before it results in punishment.โ€
You glare at the two eldest brothers, but then drop your gaze and pout.
Kol immediately leans over to whisper, โ€œwe love you too much for you to get hurt, darling. Yes, we can heal you, but thereโ€™s still so much risk.โ€
โ€œFine,โ€ you mutter. โ€œIโ€™ll stay back. Again.โ€
He smiles, then kisses your cheek.ย 
Klaus continues plotting. โ€œIโ€™ll only need Elena for a second, so you all only need to distract them for a little bit. Just long enough for me to make my point.โ€
You zone out while he talks, knowing thereโ€™s no use in listening anyway since youโ€™re on the outs. At some point, Elijah sets his wine glass on the coffee table to stand up to talk to Klaus. Your eyes focus on it. Iโ€™m in desperate need of some wine to deal with this shit again, you think, โ€˜Lijah wonโ€™t mind if I steal a sip.ย 
In one quick motion, you reach for the glass and bring it to your lips.ย 
He spins around at the sound of movement, eyes immediately going wide. โ€œBaby, thatโ€™s not wine. Put it-โ€
Too late. You take a big sip of the liquid. Itโ€™s already in your mouth by the time you realize itโ€™s blood. It shocks you for a second; Elijahโ€™s not usually one to drink blood from wine glasses - thatโ€™s usually Kol. But as it sits in your mouth, you find yourself enjoying the taste. Itโ€™s thick, oozy, and something about it makes you feel powerful. Like what once was someoneโ€™s life force is now being consumed by you.ย 
In one gulp, you swallow it. Itโ€™s heavy down your throat and bubbles in your stomach. The taste lingers on your lips, stained red from its color.ย 
You set the glass down and lie back on the couch, but not without swiping your tongue across your lips first. โ€œWhat?โ€ You question the four siblings staring at you. Theyโ€™re all speechless, yet the longer you look, the more you recognize the love and lust in their eyes.ย 
Klaus is the first to break the silence. โ€œWell, judging by that, maybe our beautiful and bloodthirsty girl is ready to be a part of the action.โ€
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loomiseater ยท 7 months ago
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I think I wanna start writing little drabbles/imagines so can u guys send prompts or whatever
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