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[specialagentlokitty]

Damon x reader - food wars

Hey it’s me again I loved the jealous Damon request that I asked for I was wondering if it’s ok to ask for another one maybe the reader and Damon could be doing some baking that ends up with a massive food fight. Can easily wait and understand if your super busy and can’t write it - @elenavampire21 💜

You had a huge order for the following week, so as you closed up the shop, you made sure to remind Damon you would be busy for the next week.

Setting your phone back on your desk, you walked through the kitchen and began to look at the list of what you needed.

You had back to back orders, and the first was a pick up for the following afternoon, so you began to get out everything you needed.

Heading to the back, you started to search through everything, bringing out what you needed.

“You know you shouldn’t leave the door open.”

You smiled a little bit and brushed your hands on your aprons.

“It wasn’t, it was closed.”

You turned around and immediately you were pulled in for a kiss, and you kissed your boyfriend back before pulling away.

“Don’t work.”

“I’ve got to Damon, this needs to be done for tomorrow so I can decorate it before pick up.”

“Ugh fine.”

He walked to the wall and pulled on an apron and stood next to you, looking at what you were doing.

You handed him some eggs and told him what to do.

But Damon wasn’t really a man of work.

He soon got bored and started looking for something else to do.

Taking a spoon, he put it in the batter and he looked at you, and without thinking he just flung it.

You stopped what you were doing and turned around to look at him.

“What the hell?” You asked confused.

“I would say sorry but I wouldn’t mean it.”

You rolled your eyes and set the rest of the cake tins in the ovens and walked back over, taking a handful of flour you blew it at his face.

He coughed and stepped back, and took some more batter and threw it at you.

“Damon come on!” You laughed.

“You blew flour in my face!” He huffed.

“You started it!”

He grinned a little and you threw an egg at him and ran away.

With a laugh Damon grabbed a couple of eggs and looked around before tossing them just above where you were so they hit you.

You laughed and tossed batter at him this time.

And all out food war took place while you were waiting for the cakes to cook, and eventually you got tired and sat down at the desk.

Damon walked over and sat on the desk, looking down at you with a little grin.

“I win.” He beamed.

“For now.”

You smirked at him and set you pen aside as you got up to finish your work.

“Clean up for me.”

“I’m not your bitch.”

“Yes you are.”

You finished your work while Damon grumbled about having to be on cleanup duty.

But whenever you walked past he would give you a kiss or hug you

[moonstruks]

⋆｡ 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑲⋆｡˚

𓆩You’re deep in your electives, honor classes and pre-prep exams and you managed to juggle all of that with a part time job.

And somehow, through it all, you have a singular one-night stand, and get pregnant.

With an IUD in.

Also, by a vampire.

Allegedly.𓆪

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑿 (𝒂𝒐𝟑) ;ଓ

i. liability ✦ lorde

ii. spinnin ✦ madison beer

iii. hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have – but I have it ✦ lana del rey

iv. decode ✦ paramore

v. moves ✦ suki waterhouse (mild nsfw, MDNI)

vi. we can’t be friends ✦ ariana grande

vii. (wait for your love) ✦ ariana grande

viii. jade ✦ lolo zouaï

ix . sometimes ✦ faye webster

x. silver lining ✦ the neighbourhood

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xi. colour of the trap ✦ miles kane

xii. sedated ✦ hozier

xiii. playing god ✦ paramore (2%)

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[astronnova]

cringe is dead right? anyway made up some danny phantom ocs. say hi to carly and carla, aka lee and la. do you get it? because the vampiress carmilla? do you get it? do you get the joke. do you ge- [gets shot]

i wanted to combine some of my favorite tropes for these two. i looove battle twins in media especially when they're side characters. like the twins from the book of life or something. i love battle maids/battle nuns too so. theres that. i also thought that they'd make some fun minions of vlad's. anyway heres a lot of headcanons and their story. to me. in my head.

instead of vlad's estate being a literal castle, to go with his vampire and gothic themeing instead i thought it would be badass as hell if he lived in a refurbished cathedral. he's over the top enough for it.

lee and la were twins who werent the best people, tho certainly not the worst, kind of middle of the road, when they eventually joined the church and became nuns to turn their lives around. though their old lives catch up to them and they're murdered in the church one night. their deaths causes the cathedral to be condemned and abandoned. a couple decades later, the dairy king buys the property and refurbishes it into a manor that he lives in until he passes, which is then where vlad steps in

vlad's a powerful ghost, and the way im assuming haunting works is that powerful ghosts claim territory to.... haunt yknow? dannys having territory spats with other ghosts because amity is his home/haunt, that kind of thing lol. so vlad's already OP as hell, by the time he's become rich enough to buy the manor he's highly respected as a millionaire and highly feared as plasmius (the wisconsin ghost? he probably has a cool moniker people use LOL). im sure vlad had no problem forcefully expelling ghosts from his territory and.... destroying them? second killing? who knows man lol afterlife makes that difficult to explain.

vlad makes quick work of getting rid of any ghosts that try to stay in the manor the second he moves in. lee and la arent the most powerful ghosts in the area, but they are the most prominent since their murder caused a lot of folklore to surround the church, and theyre the most attached to it and dont want to leave it behind.

they're also scared enough of plasmius that i imagine they just cry and beg and grovel at vlads feet begging him to let them stay and they'll do anything. vlad atp i feel would do all of the "dirty work" himself when it comes to ghost stuff, so he thinks maybe they wouldnt be so bad to take on as errand girls. so he does, he lets them stay under the condition they do whatever he tells them to whenever he says. they agree instantly

vlad in the show is def not above manipulating, threatening, or paying off others to do dirty work for him, so i think itd be cool or smth to have lee and la be the ones that were first added to the plasmius payroll. and then the buzzards, and the others, etc.

itd be funny i think that they're reoccuring side kicks that are this mix of like. team rocket but not as incompetent, but they are kind of goofy. they annoy the hell out of vlad when he's near them though, which has become more often since i think to pass them off to other people he'd act like they're his secretaries or something. or like their job and relation towards vlad changes everytime we see them like how team rocket always have different disguises LOOOL. tho they prob have to cover up more and stuff to not look... yknow... dead. i like to think ppl in danny phantom can be more or less sensitive to spiritual stuff, so the more sensitive you are the more lee and la would cause your creep factor to go off.

so for bitter reunions they probably dont do much except protect the buzzard ghosts for phantom and then skedaddle when plasmius shows up to fight him. they probably act as vlads "hired help" for throwing the reunion and jack makes a horrible first impression on both of them somehow. idk i just think itd be really funny if they hated jack and maddie HAHA.

idk to me vlad has a "scar and the hyenas" from the lion king vibe with them. hes like "god im surrounded by idiots" everytime he hears them speak

though i guess one important thing to note is that theyre Not his daughters! the whole point with these two is to emphasize the fact that plasmius is lonely. danny has two friends that, despite danny's immense power, are all equal. they love eachother, look out for eachother and care for eachother no matter what. lee and la may liven up the room whenever they're around, but they're ultimately scared of vlad and stick around for their own sake. over the years they've probably come to like him some, but they're still driven by fear. they're not equals, theyre underlings.

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[nightingale2004]

I have no regrets for this au

Princes Viserra's line

Guess who let themselves think to much HotD and Mikaelsons together.

@riderofblackdragons mostly your fault, you encourage, I share I over think.

also can be blamed on @nightingale2004 Post here

Viserra our drunken horse riding princess got picked as the Mikaelson's Targaryen link so she lives yay, get gets to be the mother of the start of this nightmare mess

Warning for incest, I couldn't pick which parent was the Targaryen before I realised why did I need to pick just one.

Slight changes to Characters names

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Princess Viserra was once known as the most beautiful of Queen Alysanne Targaryen's daughters, after her marriage she became better known as the cold dragon.

Following her marriage she vowed to give her father what he wanted and never return south, King Jaehaerys wanted his daughters out of his sight so he would never lay eyes on her again.

She kept her word, when years later following the birth of her first child; she refused to present her to the king and queen. 

Queen Alysanne flew White Harbor herself with offers and promises, princess Viserra’s children would be princesses and princes of the realm.

Still the princess refused to leave the north instead Queen Alysanne returned to king's landing to present Princess Daehlia to the king, this was repeated the following year for Prince Mikael and a couple of years after that with Princess Aesther.

Theomore Manderly was clearly proud of his youngest children but after the birth of Princess Aesther he refused to share his wife’s bed claiming he had been widowed enough that he wouldn’t risk losing his princess.

Even when King Jaehaerys grew ill and it was said pleaded for his daughters and wife, Princess Viserra, his last living daughter, laughed and refused at both the letter summoning her south and her children’s request.

Her father didn’t want his daughter running about the kingdom, she had sworn a vow and she would keep it.

—

As the children grew it was clear while Princess Daehlia had gotten her mother’s dark purple eyes and fine features even if she had gotten the dark hair found in northerners, her younger siblings were thought of as the king and queen come again.

Yet the arrangement came from kings landing that princess Viserra’s eldest children would wed as the Targaryen way, however Princess Daehlia vanished before the wedding could pass and Prince Mikael and Princess Aesther wedded.

Rumours spread that Mikael had done away with his dark haired sister so he could wed his golden one.

But however it happened, the marriage proved more fruitful than the royal couple’s with their second child coming just days after the princess Rhaenyra’s tenth birthday.

While the lost of their first born Fraeya was said to have gutted the prince and princess the safe delivery of another son just months after her death was considered a breath of hope; but no one knows why, when any mention of how much the new child favoured the lost Princess Daehlia was met with rage from the new parents.

—--

“Brother please” his little brother’s normally controlled voice contained almost panic when he discovered in his room “don’t do this.”

“Aelijah.“ Finn sighed pausing in his packing, “I can't be father’s heir.” he tried to explain.

“And I can?” Aelijah heaved a sigh forcing Finn to turn to look at his little brother, just turned four and ten years old but with his hands set on his hip and looking at him with a serious look in his dark purple eyes he looked far older. Aelijah could be the perfect heir if not for birth order and the other misfortune of birth.

Finn stepped forward the moment he noticed the expression crumpled, Finn wasn’t sure if it was greenseeing of grandfather’s northern blood or the dragon dreams of grandmother’s but the dreams had left AElijah overcome with moments of fear and confusion. Finn had grown up managing his brother’s slip ups, he knew Niklaeus was just a versed, he wasn’t truly needed anymore

“Finn the things that are coming,” AElijah muttered into his chest “the house of the dragon is going to snap and claw and bleed itself and I can't face it alone.”

“Alright, I'll find another way.” He lied.

Prince Finn was last seen travelling with a flame-haired wildling woman.

—-

Rumours abound that Hayley Stark’s daughter is the child of Niklaeus’ not Aelijah’s, and Cregan used the shame to bring the calmer of the royal brothers into his house than lose his sister to another but whatever the truth was Prince Mikael’s rage at losing another heir was clear to all.

There was no talk about the marriage itself the north knew better than to question whatever is going on between the younger sister of Cregan Stark, Prince Mikael’s former heir and Lord Knott, it was their marriage and the mountain clans had their own way of doing things.

—-

Klaeus hates his father, that Mikael’s grasping reach for power was the reason Aelijah took the first chance to flee to House Stark.

He knows Mikael blamed him for everything, that Niklaeus’ arranged it all so he could wed Rebaekah himself but he wanted his siblings to stay with him losing Aelijah to the starks was not part of it.

He was just glad he could still over over him though the ravens, it was how he knew the dreams were getting worse.

Klaeus grew up with Aelijah's dreams and then Rebaekah’s he knew to listen and read them, House Targaryen was going to tear itself apart and Mikael's want to be a part of it, for the power, was going to destroy them.

Klaeus was going to need to do something about his parents before they got them all killed.

[alex-is-a-simp-73]

OKAY SO

Obviously we have The Lamb and The Goat from cotl

And like, idk how popular of an idea this already is or anything, hell for all i know it might just straight up be canon, or I may just be drawing lines where there aren't any, but The Goat always seemed to me like the version of The Lamb but for Shamura instead of Narinder.

What about The Lamb of the other 3 Bishops?

This idea might've been done before but I haven't seen it, so I'm gonna do it anyway.

I might draw them at some point but for now its just words lol

(aforementioned Words under the cut)

Heket- The Cow. Cows, based on a quick google search, (but Not the ai overview bc that thing is stupid) seems to be pretty widely accepted as counting as a Sacrificial animal, not to the same degree as lambs or goats, but the point still stands. ALSO, being that Heket is representative of Famine, a Cow seems like an obvious choice, as an animal that can provide multiple different types of food, Beef and Milk, by extension all other dairy products. I imagine they would favor the Gauntlet weapon, as a symbol of the almost Primal Desperation that famine and starvation can cause, particularly the Vampiric Gauntlet.

Leshy- The Deer. Deer can also be viewed as a Sacrificial animal, though admittedly it's not super common from what I found. However, I feel that a Deer ties into Leshy's forest/woodland theme well. Admittedly not a lot of symbolism with this one bc Leshy doesn't really embody one of the 4 horsemen, instead embodying chaos, however Deer can have, and are kind if known for, very unpredictable, thereby chaotic, behavior. I dont imagine they favor any particular weapon, in the name of unpredictability.

Kallamar- The Rat. Rats from what I saw are not Sacrificial animals, at least not in the way the rest of the animals on this list are. However, I feel a Rat is fitting for Kallamar given that he is the Bishop of Pestilence. Rats tend to be (often wrongfully) given the blame for the spread of disease quite often. They are also used commonly in lab testing, most often for medications, and when I googled whether they were a Sacrificial animal or not, I got a lot of results about Scientists having to "sacrifice" lab rats. I feel that The Rat would favor Curses over any of the normal Weapons, though I haven't decided which curse in particular.

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Murf's AMA: Taltos

@adamnablelittledevil you sent me such an incredibly lovely & thorough ask that I wanted to address every single point you made. So I'm breaking your PM up into separate AMA-style posts. Thank you SO much!

"Also, what do you think of the Taltos species as a whole? Because the descriptions of the difficult and nearly lethal pregnancies, the "babies who walk" (that's how it was translated in Brazil), them having some kind of conscience and knowledge about themselves and their world since the beginning, their milk, their naivety etc... I'm usually really into creative and out-of-the-box stuff.... But the whole thing with Taltos, I couldn't really imagine and didn't make as much sense to me as the rest. I don't know if I need more information or if the concept itself didn't work for me. I just couldn't wrap my head around it.

VALID! 😂🤣 Taltos are arguably one of THE weirdest of all the beings in AR's Immortal Universe. And that's what makes them so interesting, IMO. As a whole, I loooove how AR interwove the Taltos into her Mayfair cosmogony, and I wish we'd gotten more Taltos POVs as main characters (Morrigan is one of my favorite AR females. And Ashlar is Best Boi!). AR just lost the plot with the Taltos, and gave up entirely after Blood Canticle (which, following that thread, was clearly for the best). It's a real shame. Lasher's our first and WORST introduction to AR's Taltos. He's a TERRIBLE representative for them, cuz as a whole Taltos are genuinely good people.

"I'm usually really into creative and out-of-the-box stuff, it's one of the reasons I enjoyed Blackwood Farm even though it was her weirdest book so far, I love Tolkien, Orwell, I once read a book that had an explosion and everyone ended up losing a limb and/or fusing with whatever or even whoever was the closest to them... Kids with their toys, children with their mothers, losing hands etc. And that book is one of my favorites."

And that's the very crux of it! If vampires are the embodiment of Thirst/Hunger, and ghosts are disembodied Unfinished Business, the Taltos are the embodiment of Childlike Innocence/Goodness. (And if there's ONE thing AR loves, it's child-centric motifs, and the power of maternal/parental bonds. Just like book!Madeleine, the Taltos Saint Ashlar is a dollmaker; he loves toys & kids. He just wants to find someone genetically compatible with him (a Taltos or a Mayfair--or both), so the Taltos don't die off as a species. Lasher just went about it THE worst way imaginable.

AR's Taltos easily represent ANY marginalized & disenfranchised race of people (the "noble savages" of racist white colonialist rhetoric). Which is IRONIC (and lowkey grating) how heavy-handed AR was with her explicitly racially coded white = good motif for the Taltos. She dabbles in eugenics & whitewashing too much, LBH. AR's Taltos value anything with a closer proximity to whiteness: they don't touch or eat or like anything that's not white (cuz white is the color of Mother's Milk). They're addicted to breastmilk, obsessed with dairy products, and are pescatarians who only eat things that are white (or pastel) in color. They're nymphomaniacs, and their reproductive process/gestation period is lightning fast; breeding like rabbits.

Although they're not human or part of our species (Homo Sapiens Sapiens), they're obviously still in the genus Homo, cuz Taltos can breed with humans. And we were their downfall. As the Taltos interacted & bred with humans (not always willingly), they lost their innocence, their society degenerated, and more Taltos gained greater capacities for meanness, selfishness, cruelty, etc--Lasher, the Dwarves, etc. Racist anti-miscegnation rhetoric aside, the Taltos are a tragic lesson about the prejudices of humanity, persecuting & demonizing people for no good reason--just cuz they were born different. Cuz of the way they look, and the culture they live in.

Fun fact: Taltos are from IRL folklore--Hungarian instead of Pictish (that's artistic license for you, lol). In Hungary, the táltos are like shamans, priests, prophets, and magicians.

There are a lot of disputed notions about táltos, including popular stories about magical drums and songs táltos use in musical divination.

Pócs, Éva. "The Hungarian táltos and the shamanism of pagan Hungarians. Questions and hypotheses." Acta Ethnographica Hungarica 63, no. 1 (2018): 149-196.

AR's Taltos were obviously inspired by these beliefs, as an important weakness of Lasher's is rhymes/songs/music. On the old Mayfair plantation Riverbend, the African slaves constantly played drums to keep Lasher away from them, cuz they knew Lasher was hypnotized by music, dancing helplessly. That's why Stella Mayfair was always throwing parties, and Uncle Julien turned his Victrola gramphone into a voodoo doll, cuz everyone knew songs & poetry could stop Lasher dead in his tracks. (Which is why it makes ZERO EFFING SENSE that AMC had Lasher seducing Rowan in the middle of a parade with all that music playing. Music puts HIM under spells, NOT the other way around!)

ANYWAY, I digress. (That effing show gets on my nerves.)

Babies/Faeries/Giants

Hungarians believed that people were born táltos; most easily recognized at birth, with certain birthmarks or uncommon/special features--esp. teeth & extra digits (making people think táltos were born talking & walking)--the same signs also associated with werewolves & other shapeshifters in Balkan culture.

Pócs, Éva. "The Hungarian táltos and the shamanism of pagan Hungarians. Questions and hypotheses." Acta Ethnographica Hungarica 63, no. 1 (2018): 149-196.

Which is likely why AR merged Hungarian lore with Celtic lore, since the Celts say the same thing about changelings born of the fae/elves/giants. Along with the Walking Baby premise, AR also makes her Taltos extremely tall; well over 7 feet--gigantic.

And ofc the most famous place in Celtic folklore connected with the Picts and fae/giants is Stonehenge--which is where AR's Taltos lived & danced.

"Monsters" & Birth Defects & Religion

The whole Walking Babies/"babies who walk" motif is directly tied to what makes a supernatural/preternatural "monster" in gothic horror; especially when you are BORN/created a certain way, that society then persecutes you for & discriminates you against. The word "monster" is from monstrum in Latin.

"Monsters/prodigies" were omens, signs of bad (or good) luck. In Greco-Roman antiquity, fantastical beasts were usually agents of chaos (Gaia's giants); signs of the gods' anger & punishments & challenges for humans to defeat to cleanse themselves & the land (all of Echidna's kids by Typhon); and ofc rape/bestiality (the Minotaur, Pegasus, Centaurs, etc). A lot of these monsters were half-human, with some sort of signature defect (the Sphinx, Minotaur, Centaurs, Pan, etc) that made people afraid of them--Pan's own mother ran screaming when she saw that he was born half-goat. And ofc there's poor Hephaestus, yeeted off of Mount Olympus just for being born ugly/lame/cripple/etc. And that attitude bled right into the Roman Catholic Church.

In Roman Catholicism during the Byzantine period, Middle Ages, all the way down to the Early Modern period, monsters/prodigies and other abnormal births were signs of God's anger/will.

Bitbol-Hespériès, Annie. "Monsters, Nature and Generation from the Renaissance to the Age of Reason: The Emergence of Medical Thought." The Problem of Animal Generation in Early Modern Philosophy (2006).

During the Enlightenment Period & Industrial Revolution, mankind came up with increasingly extreme ways of playing God; man vs nature, science vs religion. Gothic literature peaked, and flipped this on its head with Frankenstein's Monster, a giant nameless thing born/created unnaturally, who was persecuted with literal torches & pitchforks, hated for just being what he was. He was a man, but society made him a monster cuz of the way they treated him.

So you can see where AR was blending Gothic horror; with THE iconic Monster, Frankenstein's Monster, and various European folklore. While IRL táltos were revered by Hungarian pagans, they were demonized by the Christian Church. Same with the Celtic pagans--esp. the Picts, whose culture was wiped out by the Catholics. Likewise, AR's Taltos were also persecuted as ungoldly freaks of nature & monsters, and she includes A LOT of references to the IRL waves of missionaries and Saints who came to Pictland and converted the locals--AR's Taltos.

Paradise Lost

I have to wonder how early AR started conceptualizing the PL Trilogy's Realms of Atlantis; cuz with the TVC vampires/aliens we have Amel and the paradisical city of Atlantis being destroyed by a meteor and sinking into the sea; and with the Mayfairs we have Pictland destroyed by a volcanic eruption and sinking into the sea.

TL;DR: YMMV, but IMO the Taltos are cool

But the whole thing with Taltos, I couldn't really imagine and didn't make as much sense to me as the rest. I don't know if I need more information or if the concept itself didn't work for me. I just couldn't wrap my head around it. But the way you talked about the book made me optimistic and I have changed my opinion for the better with some of her stuff (I admit I was a bit suspicious of my girl Maharet at first 😔). Hopefully things will get more convincing when I finish the MF books. 🙌

Hopefully this long AF post helps contextualize/explain things without spoiling the entire end of the series, LOL.

Technically there's 6 MF books: 3 main books (The Witching Hour, Lasher, Taltos); and 3 TVC crossovers (Merrick, Blackwood Farm, Blood Canticle). Blood Canticle is THE final book; it takes place after Taltos. I guess the reading order is TWH, LSR, MRK, BwF, TLTS, BC? Basically, if you know what happens in BC, you know what happens to the Taltos and all the characters involved.

I personally think BC is TRASH. Incredibly anticlimactic, and rather sad, considering who ends up living & dying; and how there's all these characters that AR just drops off the face of the planet when she ends the Mayfair series to do the PL Trilogy instead. I don't like that book at all, and I try to pretend it never existed and that the series just ended with Taltos. 😔

[disastrousduckss]

Kismet x Supernatural post. Idk where I'll go with this, but I wanted ot get this out of my system.

It was hot. That’s all he can remember from that night. He remembers that it was hot in that room, the heat licking at his skin as if it was going to consume him. But it soon disappeared, he felt cold wash over him. He was crying, why was he crying?

“Branch?”

He felt hands rubbing his back. Soothing words were spoken but he couldn’t understand, he only heard the tone. The tone was calming, wavering a bit but it didn’t matter, he snuggled into the comfort.

He felt warm, the comfort warm.  But….the warmth started to disappear, feeling the cold start to creep up on him once again. He could feel icy hands start to drag him away from the warmth. He didn’t want to leave. 

He didn’t want to leave. He tried to shake off the icy hands, only feeling them grip him harder. They prickled at his skin, as if needles were puncturing him all at once. He writhed, trying to get away. But the feeling only intensified, the cold being replaced with a burning feeling. He didn’t like this. He didn’t like this. He wants to leave. He wants to leave. He wants to leave. He WANTS TO LEAVE. HE WANTS TO GO HOME-

“BRANCH!?”

He jolts awake, falling down onto the floor. He meets the floorboards with a thud, groaning right after. He rubs his nose, looking for blood. He sighs in relief before getting off the floor and glaring at the intruder. Boom looked at him sheepishly, rubbing his arm. 

“Uhhhh, Uncle brought back food.”

Branch rolled his eyes, sitting on the bed glancing at the clock. 

“1:24. Have I been asleep this whole time?” He felt his bed dip a bit. Boom sitting right next to him, “Yeah. I know how you’re obsessed with waking up early but Uncle told me to let you sleep in. You’ve been out for hours, it’s a good thing I was able to convince you to change clothes.” He nudged Branch into his side. 

Branch hummed, feeling Boom rest his head on his shoulder. “So….what was it this time?” 

“.....It was a drunk guy who glued bear skin onto himself.” Branch said as he got up to put his short cuts on. Boom groaned, flopping down onto the bed. “Really?! Damn, I was sure he was a werewolf.” Branch hummed and nodded as he put his shorts on. You may think that Boom’s imagination runs wild with what he said, but he was telling the truth.

Werewolves, vampires, monsters, were real. All the urban legends of them were real, and he hunts them. It wasn’t just him, it was also two of his friends; Trickee and Ablaze. They were mostly gone for days hunting them down. Even weeks at times, but Ablaze was made sure to keep in touch with them, having multiple burner phones in a drawer. They had multiple phones for a few reasons. One, being the most obvious, if they lose their phone, they have a backup. The second being that whenever they run into law enforcement, they would call a certain phone number, letting the others know what to do. 

Branch threw a pillow at Boom, “C’mon then, I’m hungry.” He started to walk down the stairs, hearing the other jump off of his bed. “What did Uncle get?” Boom rode down on the rails, “Oh you know, burgers and fries. Oooo! He also brought milkshakes too!” Boom said as he waited at the bottom of the stairs. Branch nods, stretching as he walks over to the kitchen. He pears in to see bags of food on the table, two of them being fast food bags.

“Ah, afternoon Branch. I take it you slept alright.” Sky said from the fridge, putting away the vegetables and dairy products. Branch hums, sitting down at the table while grabbing one of the bags. Boom sat right next to him, grabbing his burger and fries while reaching across the table for a milkshake. The two begin to eat, mostly Branch as he was wolfing down his burger, only stopping to look around. 

“Hey Uncle, where’s Hype?” 

“Hmm, oh yes. He asked me to drop him off at the library, he needed to check out the lore on a monster.” Sky said, grabbing the canned foods from the table and putting them away in the cabinet. Branch and Boom both tilt their heads, “But the monster from last night was just a drunk guy, nothing else. He wasn’t a monster, unless he did something really awful then I don’t mind killing him.” Boom said as he popped a fry into his mouth.

Branch nudged him, “Dude. Not in front of my burger.” He didn’t need to be eating meat while visualizing a dead body, that was the quickest way to lose your appetite. Boom stuck out his tongue as he drank his milkshake. Sky smiled at the two before going back to his task.

“Oh I know Branch. But, while you were out last night, Hype was listening in on the police line and…..a new case came up.” He sighs. Branch looked at him slack jawed. “And you didn’t think to tell me when I came home?”

“You were barely awake! I was surprised you managed to drive home, which by the way is not happening again.” Sky finished as he put the plastic bags into a bag. He then sat down, grabbing the newspaper. “Then….do we have some idea on how it killed?” Branch asked, looking at his uncle. 

Sky sighed, “That’s the thing….it left a blue handprint on the victims.” He set the newspaper down, “Me and Hype went over to the sheriff’s office and the morgue myself. Turns out they were college kids just out looking for fun.” He looks down, “Delta is working on the cover story, Hype suggested that he research on what killed those kids.” 

“What do we do now?” Boom asked, wrapping his arms around himself. 

“We wait. And hopefully Hype finds something soon. I don’t want anyone else dying in this town.” 

[eriyu]

Imagine a dairy farm full of vampire cows who drink blood and produce milk through the ancient vampire art of lactomancy.

that is not at all the direction I was thinking but I'm nevertheless fascinated. factory farms are about to commit hitherto unknown unspeakable atrocities with this newfound power.

[fagcrisis]

Oh I was gonna add a recipe for garlic chips that you can make by boiling garlic in milk so it's doesn't become bitter when u cook it in a pan. You might be able to make it with non diary milk as well or it might be fine as long as you don't drink the milk

OOOOH please do give me the recipe, i can look into vegan/dairy free alternatives, ive become quite good at that. that sounds fucking banger i love garlic in every form (could never be a vampire can you imagine)

[aylinnworld]

The Wheel of Time, The Vampire Dairies

I am watching The Wheel of Time just to see why people love this story so much. I have once attempted to read this series a long time ago, but I gave up as I could not go past the first book. It was too boring. And the season 1 reminded me why I could not get past book 1. It is awfully generic the chosen one and the quest to defeat some evil dude. I can imagine this is a show that created some of the cliches, but still. I barely made it past season 1. Season 2 has been better to watch for me so far. Looks like the author got better at storytelling.

The Vampire Dairies - I am watching the first season out of curiosity as it surprised me 10 years ago how good it is. I was never a big fan of romances and I wanted to check if I still would find it good. Rewatching it now makes me understand. The writers of the show squeezed all the potential that could possibly be squeezed out of the story about supernatural romance. The main heroine can put 2 + 2 together and after making a small investigation she knows who her boyfriend is. It doesn't take her eternity to figure things out. The major issues are addressed. Like why more than 100 years old dudes would hang around a teenage girl, which is still creepy and even more creep when I think about it now, but at least, it is explained. The characters react to events as you would expect rather than being surprisingly indifferent and acting like what they learnt is not a big deal like 'oh so I look like my new boyfriend's dead girlfriend, that's nice to know'. The girl playing Bonnie got the best role, her role at least revolved around being a witch, not around never ending boyfriend drama.

In other words the writers avoided a lot of pitfalls that annoy me in stories.

[nalyra-dreaming]

According to Lestat's show wiki page he was born in 1760, if he gets turned when he's 25 as I believe is canon in the books. that would be 1785. I do think having 3 flashback storylines in one season might be slight overkill. But maybe he tells this to the person that rescued him. In the books this is Antoine, right? Maybe in the show it will a different book character that they giving a more important role too and introduce earlier. Though I'd still be lost on how we get Lestat's POV when Louis's doing the interview. But it does fit. Maybe Daniel finds a dairy that belonged to Lestat or an audio of some kind.... And maybe it's a typo hahaha, and it's meant to be 1985 and it's devil's minion.

No, Lestat gets turned 1794, during the reign of terror.

Canon in the books is 20. They adapted it already to the actor’s age as said before.

Antoine didn’t rescue him, he used Antoine to try to get back to/at Louis and Claudia, and then left him behind.

As said before, Armand and Lestat have history, which includes mind-reading and blood-sharing history, so that is not an obstacle per se. But I agree, for a fitting flashback/tale it would need to be someone with a certain POV, which is why I think Gabrielle (can you imagine the dynamic on that couch lol).

But yes, it could also be a typo or an audio recording. ;)

We‘ll see.

But if it’s not a typo I would bet on Lestat and Nicolas meeting. Somehow.

OR, as just noted by @bratprnce it could connect the mortal theater to the vampire theater. THEN it would be Lestat and Nicolas arriving in Paris and that could indeed connect a lot of things.

[zaceouiswriting]

The fairy stone Pt.1

Character: Klaus Mikaelson x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: None

In your culture is it normal to give someone who saved your life, something important to safe guard. Not as an gift, only to protect it. Until either a specific time gone by or you saved their life too.

You of course did this too. The man that saved your life so long ago, got a extremely important and old stone from you, to safe guard. As one of your kin always did, you explained the rules and hoped everything would go smoothly. 

Sadly, you never had the chance to directly save this mans life, because you weren't often in his vicinity. But you still trusted him with this family heirloom you gave him.

Now the time you two set was up. Every meeting you had was canceled by you, just to be able, to get back into the human world, from the magical forests and get the stone back.

For a long time, no one had used the old portal, which was why you had difficulties to get trough it.

As you finally could break trough it, you were surprised to see the other side.

Nothing was like you remembered. The portal was destroyed and the forest you first came trough, was nearly chopped down. Instead there was now a small town not far away from it.

You felt a bit of anger running trough your soft veins, but let it slip away, because these weren’t your woods. The humans could do with them, whatever they wanted.

Still it hurt you to see old friends vanish from the plain of existence, just to used as firewood or planks.

On the street nearby you could see strange machines on them. They were loud and fast. Some sickening air came out of them. You became more and more happy, to have decided to not live in this world. So much strange and harmful things were happening here.

As you always did, you began to walk slowly in the town. Not knowing what you would find there. The houses out of stone big and taller than you remembered. It was a long time ago, since you came here, but this was strange.

Finally after a long while, you saw a person a young woman, with brain hair. She looked strangely similar to a woman you once knew. Almost as if she was her doppelgänger.

But when you tried to speak to her, she could not understand you - And the other way around too. 

Frustrated, you let out a huff, not noticing that not only your wings came out of their hiding spots, but also that the fairy dust normally surrounding you did it as well.

As you finally noticed, you were just happy, that this world hasn’t lost his magic yet, as you feared it would. But the girl, was stunned by it.

What was strange itself, yourself had brought fairy settlers into this world, so why did she not know anything about us?

But you couldn’t ask her, because you two could not understand each other.

Even if this problem, she grabbed you by the hand and pulled you with her a long way. At some point, you came to a large building.

She just ran into it, with you behind her. As you looked around you were confused. „How much time, did past since I came last?“, you thought to yourself. Other than most fairies had done, you did not give a time, but the death of a man. Because they were all humans, you did not thought that it would take long, but this. All this what you saw, could not be managed in a couple of years.

Two strange beings, looking like humans, but their natural tingling wasn’t theirs, was strolling into your direction or more of the direction the gird was at.

They talked in their strange tongue, until one of them the taller with black hair came to you.

He grabbed you by the throat maybe trying to strangle your or intimidate you? You weren’t really sure, but you threw him on the other side of the room, with a blast of wind.

As all three of them looked at you, „Klaus Mikaelson.“

In their eyes you could see fear. Utter terror, from what you weren’t sure. The man you knew was kind hearted and sensible. His family was everything to you. Which was the biggest reason, why you gave him what you did. Because he was honest and strong.

To see these people cower by his name was strange but you thought nothing at first. Maybe there was another man with this name, a bad person.

They tried to say something to you, which you again could not understand. So you just went out of the building. Trying to find the man on your own.

How hard could it be, to find a single man in a small town? This thought should come to your demise. As you were wondering for hours trough the city and the forests surrounding it.

Until you finally came to another building. Again big, but way newer than the other building you were in. As if it just got build or was still in the process of getting build.

Before you even could get too close to it, you felt someone behind you. As you turned around, a good looking man in a suit stood in front of you. His body was cold but he looked alive.

He tried to speak to you, but weren’t again able to understand what he was saying.

Only this time, you did not even try to do the same. He felt just like the other man who tried to attack you. So you did the same to you, only that this guy was flying further away. Because there was nothing that could’ve stopped him in his track.

Finally as you broke trough the doors of this building, you could feel the man or remnants of him. But there were also other cold once, almost certainly trying to prevent you of getting further.

„Klaus Mikaelson!“, you screamed therefor out. None of the cold once moved in anymore after you called out his name.

From not far away, you could feel the man you searched from coming nearer.

It was like the first time you two met. You looked at each other so intense that the world surrounding you just vanished.

„Darling,“ he said with his silky smooth voice, so soft and warm. That your belly felt itself with it.

Without a word said, you walked up to him. Not stopping in front of him, but pressing him against the nearest wall. Kissing him, into oblivion. You missed this man so much, to see him alive and still as good looking as the day you two met, made everything worth it.

„Klaus,“ you softly moaned, as he began to grope you a bit. In front of all the others. But everything needed to get to an end, so did this.

„I need my stone back, now that the man that was trying to kill you is dead,“ you finally told him the reason why you were back.

He looked hurt but also understanding. „Im sorry love, but I don’t have it anymore.“

Before you could rain the fury of a million fairies over him, everything went to black.

[enzosbaby]

Isn’t it just hot. The way he bit his lip 😩❤️

[heliads]

Newcomers to Mystic Falls

Based on this request: "Teen Wolf and Vampire Diaries crossover. Jordan Parrish x fem!reader, Y/N Salvatore. After breaking up with Lydia, Parrish learned that Mystic Falls was looking for a deputy sheriff and applied for the job. Because he’s a Hellhound, he is drawn to death, and learns the town is full of supernatural beings."

masterlist / part two

You stare at the patterns of light crisscrossing your ceiling. About one hundred and seventy years of being alive, and mornings don’t seem to get any easier. You’re seriously considering just staying in bed and blocking out the world yet again, but the sound of breaking glass downstairs makes you grit your teeth. When you don’t check on obvious warning signs like that, you tend to get in trouble, either with your brothers or some latest evil ready to kill you.

You stumble downstairs, rubbing a tired hand over your eyes as you glare balefully at your twin brother.

“Damon, it is eight o’clock in the morning. You usually aren’t even awake at this point, let alone day drinking already.”

Damon glances at you from his position sprawled out over a couch. “Rude. You could have at least started with ‘good morning’ or ‘hello,’ not with the same complaints.”

You roll your eyes. “I’ve been spending too much time with Stefan, that’s my fault. Can you at least explain why your bottle of bourbon has fallen out of favor and been hurled across the room?”

Damon follows your line of vision to note the shards of glass clustered on the floor, fallout from the bottle’s impact with the wall. “Ah, that. Well, none of us are perfect, and I happen to be blessed with what some people might call anger issues, so the bottle had to go.”

Under your reproachful gaze, he sighs and throws up his hands. “Fine, I’ll fix it.”

You wait until he pulls himself, slothlike, from the couch and stumbles over to the glass shards. Damon picks each dagger-sharp piece up like it’s the hardest of burdens to bear, tossing them in a nearby receptacle.

“There? Do I get an award for best brother of the year?”

You laugh. “Stop killing people every other day, and we can talk about that.”

Damon grumbles. “Your standards are too high.”

You cross the room to grab a coat and pull on some shoes. “Yeah, yeah. See you later.”

You reach for the doorknob, but Damon appears out of nowhere, blocking your avenue of escape thanks to his unnatural speed.

“Hold on a minute. Where are you going?” He asks, and you give him a look.

“Out. I was talking to Liz Forbes and she says she’s got a new deputy sheriff who moved here from Beacon Hills, California. I was thinking about taking a trip down to meet the guy.”

Damon frowns, tapping a finger against his replacement bottle of bourbon. “Beacon Hills. Where have I heard that name before?”

You let him suffer in silence for a few moments, then give him the answer. “It’s got a reputation for being just about as supernatural-heavy as Mystic Falls. From what I hear, they’ve got enough werewolf packs fighting over the same turf to give Klaus Mikaelson a holiday.”

Damon nods slowly, although the frown remains. “Why the hell would someone move here from Beacon Hills? That’s a long flight just for a new job.”

You tilt your head towards the door. “That’s why I’m going to check him out. Could be nothing, Liz said he seemed like a nice guy on the phone, but I figure a little advance warning couldn’t hurt. Worst case scenario, he’s a hunter fresh from a werewolf killing frenzy who decided to try his luck here. Best case, he’s just some guy who got sick of rent prices.”

Damon shrugs, moving to the side so you can reach the door again. “Best of luck in figuring him out. Want me to tag along?”

You toss him a grin over your shoulder as you unlock the door. “I planned on talking to a person, not a dead man, but thanks for the offer.”

Damon chuckles as you leave. “Any time!”

The trip over to the sheriff’s office is quick, and soon enough you’re heading inside. Sheriff Forbes appears to have been waiting for you, as she walks over to you with a smile.

“Y/N, it’s good to see you. Thanks for stopping by.”

You nod. “Yeah, no problem. I appreciate you telling me about this.”

She lifts a shoulder. “He seems like a nice guy, but in a town like this, I feel like it wouldn’t hurt to double-check. He’s in my office filling out the last of the paperwork, but he should be out in a moment or so.”

Like clockwork, the door to Liz’s office opens and a young man steps out. He appears to be in his early twenties, with close-cropped dark hair and bright green eyes. He nods at Liz, then studies you a little closer. He’s one of the cuter potential hunters you’ve seen, but you’ve long since learned that appearances can be deceiving.

Liz clears her throat. “Thanks for finishing those, it’s always good to have a record for these kinds of things. Y/N, this is Jordan Parrish, our new deputy sheriff.”

Jordan extends a hand to you, and a moment later, you shake it. “It’s nice to meet you, Jordan. I’m Y/N, Y/N Salvatore.”

Jordan cocks his head curiously to the side. “Salvatore, huh? I swear I’ve heard that name before.”

You hope your smile doesn’t look too much like a grimace. “Mystic Falls is rich with genealogical history. The Salvatores were one of the oldest families here, you might have seen the name on a few buildings around town.”

Jordan nods slowly. “That must be it. Well, if you’re a friend of the sheriff’s, I’d like to be a friend of yours.”

Your smile loses its edge. “I think I’d like that as well.”

A phone rings from Liz’s office, and she turns towards it. “Excuse me a moment while I answer that, will you? It’ll be just a second.”

The two of you nod, and Liz hurries to pick up the phone. The second the door to the office closes behind her, though, Jordan looks at you with a new sort of determination.

“Excuse my candor, Y/N, but I’ve barely been here a couple of hours and I’m already noticing things about this town that don’t seem quite right. You seem nice enough, and I wouldn’t mind having allies in uncertain territory. Do you know anything about Mystic Falls that you think I should know as well?”

Jordan’s gaze is deep, and seems to see straight through you. He must know about the vampires; certainly their existence, if not the fact that you’re one too. No one asks questions like that if they don’t know. However, you’re hesitant to reveal yourself until you absolutely have to do so.

You swallow hard. “I don’t think so. I mean, people can be secretive, but I think that just comes with familial pride. Have you heard anything to make you think otherwise?”

Jordan doesn’t answer at first, and when he does, his words are stilted, as if he’s carefully choosing what to say. “I’ve heard a few rumors. Can I count on you to tell me if I hear anything else?”

You nod, but you’re saved from a response by Liz returning from her office. You take this as your excuse to leave, and Liz walks out with you. You swear that Jordan’s eyes don’t leave you until you’re gone from the room, and even then, he could be staring at you through the very walls.

Liz speaks to you under her breath. Apparently, she must be picking up on your need for secrecy, or perhaps Jordan asked her the same sorts of strange questions.

“So, what did you think? Is he a vampire?”

You shake your head cautiously. “I don’t think so, but I don’t think he’s human. Something about his heartbeat was a little off. The beats were stronger than a human’s typically are. He’s not a vampire, but he’s something. I don’t know what yet.”

Liz sucks in a breath. “Shoot, I was worried about that. Should I find excuses to keep him out of the office for a while?”

You consider this. “I don’t think so. Besides, if he isn’t working, he’ll be looking into things, and I’m afraid to leave him searching for too long. I think all we can do is wait and see how things turn out. I’ll talk to Caroline and the others, make sure they stay on guard.”

Liz nods. “I’ll tell you if I see anything strange.”

You do your best for a reassuring smile. “Thanks, Sheriff. We don’t know that he’s a threat just yet, but it can’t hurt to be ready for anything.”

Despite your attempts to relieve Liz’s stress, you can’t seem to shake your own. On the way back to the Salvatore home, you get a call from another friend. This time, it’s Bonnie, and she sounds nervous. You change your course, and end up meeting her in the woods near the old Salvatore crypt. Not the best choice of scenery, given your already rampaging nerves, but at least it’s quiet.

Bonnie looks relieved when she sees you approach. “Thanks for meeting me. I didn’t know who else to call.”

You nod. “Yeah, anytime. What’s going on?”

Bonnie glances around to make sure there aren’t any errant hikers who could possibly overhear, then turns back to you. “I had this dream last night. It was one of those dreams when you can’t tell if you’re awake or asleep because everything feels so real it’s crazy. I can’t remember a whole lot from it, but I do remember that someone was coming, someone powerful. Someone who was so connected to death that they might be forged from hell themselves.”

You let out a slow breath. “That’s not the best thing I’ve heard all morning.”

Bonnie shakes her head. “I did a spell to try and see if there was anyone new in town, and I picked up on something. I think they’re here now, but the second I tried to look closer, something found me and abruptly broke the connection.”

Your brow furrows. “I didn’t think someone could end your spell without your approval.”

Bonnie spreads her hands. “They can’t. Whatever this thing is, they’re far more powerful than the typical vampire. The last thing I got from the spell is that this newcomer was near the sheriff’s station, and Damon said that you were stopping by this morning.”

Your eyes widen. “Yeah, because there’s some guy who moved here from Beacon Hills. Do you think the threat could be the new deputy sheriff?”

Bonnie bites her lip, thinking. “It’s the only option that makes sense. I think I want to try the spell again, see if I can draw him here. You’ve seen him face to face, so do you mind stepping in to help me locate him?”

You nod, holding out your palm face-up. “Absolutely. Let’s figure this out.”

Bonnie takes your hand, closing her eyes and starting to chant under her breath. The ground seems to rock under your feet, a wind surging up out of nowhere to rustle the leaves on the trees. Your clothes whip under the force of the sudden gale, but Bonnie keeps going. You do your best to think about Jordan, all that you’d seen this morning. You keep him firmly in your mind, and the spell deepens.

All of a sudden, you hear a sound split the clearing. It sounds like a growl, not like that of a werewolf but worse, far more frightening. A pair of glowing eyes appear in the woods, along with the scent of charring smoke. Bonnie drops your hand and ends the spell, but it’s too late. The monster is here.

It steps into the clearing, and through the gaps in the branches, you can see it. This is Jordan Parrish, but he’s different. His gaze burns with fire, and he walks with the weight of something utterly inhuman. Jordan spreads his arms and he bursts into fire, illuminating fangs erupting from his mouth.

Bonnie gasps. “He’s a hellhound.”

You don’t know much about hellhounds, but if it scares Bonnie, that’s not a good sign. Jordan turns towards the sound of Bonnie’s voice and hurls a handful of fire towards her. Using your vampire speed, you manage to pull her out of the way just in time, and set her down on the other side of the clearing.

Jordan charges, but you block his path. The fire on his arms burns you, but the skin is already starting to reknit. You stand your ground, and call out to him in the hopes that he can still hear you.

“Back off, Jordan! We’re not trying to fight you, just figure out what you are.”

The beast that was once Jordan Parrish snarls, but you can see it starting to revert back into a human. It closes its eyes, and when the lids open again, the fire is gone. A few moments later, all traces that Jordan had been anything other than his usual self are gone, other than a persistent smell of smoke and the fact that his shirt is now riddled with holes from the sheer force of his fire.

He eyes you suspiciously. “What are you? No human can heal like that.”

You want to laugh. “You just erupted in fire, and you want to ask what I am?”

He nods. “Yes.”

You sigh. “Fine. I’m a vampire, Bonnie’s a witch. We know you’re a hellhound, but why are you here?”

Jordan seems to accept this. “I needed a new place to stay, and something called me here. A lot of death has taken place in this town, hasn’t it?”

This time, you do laugh. “That would be an understatement, but yes.”

You remember that you’re not alone, and glance over at Bonnie. “I think I can take it from here. Can you tell Elena and the others that we’ve got a new friend?”

She nods, looking faintly disturbed by what you’ve just seen. You can’t entirely blame her.

When you glance back at Jordan, you notice that he’s regarding you with a faint smile. “You can take it from here?” He asks, repeating your words.

For some reason, you feel the need to defend yourself. “Yeah, as long as you’re not trying to set the rest of us ablaze. Want to head back to the sheriff’s station? I’d love to see you try and explain to Liz why you had to leave in the middle of the day.”

Jordan nods, grinning. “I’m assuming people don’t have as many problems with mysterious disappearances around here. What’s your story, by the way? Were you checking me out this morning because you thought I might be another vampire?”

Your mouth falls open. “I was not checking you out, I was making sure you weren’t a threat. It’s a reasonable concern, thank you very much. I’ve been a vampire for a while, and that’s just what you do.”

Jordan accepts this, although he’s still wearing that same smirk. “So what do vampires do? Other than eliminating threats, of course.”

You narrow your eyes at him, but he appears to be sincere. “Drink blood, cause problems, all that. My brothers, Damon and Stefan Salvatore, are also vampires. We all turned back in 1864 thanks to some vampire named Katherine who liked both of them at the same time. She always bothered me. We could have been amazingly good friends, but she seemed to think that she could win over my brothers by making an enemy out of me. It was so annoying.”

Jordan chuckles. “Well, she was wrong there. I’m not sure I’d like to ever have you as an enemy.”

You hum in approval. “That’s what I thought. Anyways, what’s your story? Hellhounds don’t just turn up out of nowhere.”

Jordan’s expression turns contemplative. “No, they don’t, do they? I came here from Beacon Hills, but you already know that. I had a good group of friends, mostly werewolves, but I helped them fight their latest bad guy and there just wasn’t much reason for me to stay, especially after–”

His voice trails off, and you get the feeling that there was another reason contributing to Jordan’s departure, perhaps centered around a breakup. This shouldn’t make you happy, but for some reason, it does.

Jordan continues a moment later. “Point is, I wanted a new start, and this place seemed interesting enough so I came. I have to admit, you guys do a good job of staying undercover. I had a few suspected vampires that I’d heard about before, but they fit in well. Out of curiosity, most of the vampires seem to be enrolling themselves at the high school. Why don’t you?”

You give a delicate shudder. “If I’m cursed to stay on this earth for so long, why would I waste my time in high school? Regular humans already hate it, and they only have to go through it once. There’s no good reason I should subject myself to it over and over again. I don’t understand how my younger brother finds the motivation to do it, but I suspect it has something to do with Elena Gilbert, his latest crush.”

Jordan grins. “I can understand that. Does this mean you haven’t found a suitable crush to keep you in high school?”

You arch a brow. “Absolutely. Why do you ask?”

Jordan shrugs a little too casually. “No reason. If you’re free, though, I might not mind getting a drink sometime. It would be nice to spend a night with someone when you don’t have to lie about being a human.”

You break into a broad grin. “Jordan Parrish, are you asking me out?”

He’s smiling too, now. “Maybe. Are you saying yes?”

You pretend to consider this. “I think I am. See you at seven?”

“Sounds perfect,” he says, and you can’t help but agree. Perfect indeed.

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