#werewolf caroline

[klarieona]

How hot can she get

Jeremy Gilbert x fem!reader(romantic) Tyler Lockwood x fem!reader(platonic) x Caroline Forbes(platonic) x Rebekah mikaelson(siblings) x Matt devron(platonic)

Summary: Jeremy, Matt and Tyler take Rebekah, Caroline and you dress shopping for prom and Jeremy finds out that you just get hotter

warning: Cursing

“oh come on dude it hasn’t been that long” Matt says hitting Tyler on the arm “I swear it’s been an hour” Tyler said in a annoyed tone “we just have to see [reader] dress then we can go” Rebekah said with a smile looking at the dressing room “how hot do you think [reader] is going to be when she comes out” Tyler says with a playful tone “dude that’s my girlfriend” Jeremy said with a creoles out look on his face “she already super hot, how hot can she get” Caroline said looking at the boys. “Done!” [reader] yelled as she walked out of the changing room “so hot” Jeremy mutters under his breath “holy shit” Rebekah said with a smile as she went to go hug her sister “this one” Jeremy and Caroline said at once which made [reader] jump “okay” she said smiling

“you look so hot” Jeremy whispered in my ear “I know” I whispered back.

[cupidmydarling]

Let's talk about Tyler Lockwood. The guy is a TOTAL smash (Ik how that sounds but am I wrong?) and with a little bit of delusion his fanfics could be awesome. I need some x readers. Pretty please if anyone wants to write that ;)

[aria-baerose]

Does a crossover fanfic where Enid Sinclair found out that her real parents are Klaroline, sounds like an interesting idea, or have I finally lost it? 🤔

[nothbee]

smiles oh so sweetly. you should draw caroline. but like. hunt caroline

Who am i to deny you biomechanical doggy

[de-lyc-ful]

Ok for the semi-finale, we’ve got a twofer!

I think it would be a crime if I were to separate these two besties so obviously here they are at a cat cafe (please imagine the rest of the cafe. I will not be drawing it.) also at this point I care less about costume accuracy and more about correct vibes so Jessica gets some chunky leg warmers. Also a Formosan Mountain Dog is a breed of dog that originated in Taiwan and I think it’s super important to at least acknowledge that Amelia Fei is one of if not THE FIRST TAIWANESE ACTOR ON BROADWAY???? Hell yeah

Let autistic women swear. I was gonna add the sword but I think it’s generally frowned upon to be dancing with a weapon and also I could not figure out how to pose that.

[queenofstelena]

FORWOOD aesthetic/moodboard

Tagging: @hydesjackiespuddinpop (I think you might like this 🥰)

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 1

SCOTT MACCALL HOUSE 🏡

Scott McCall is sitting on his bed in his room, wearing only a pair of gym shorts, as he re-threads the laces on his lacrosse stick. Once he's determined that the net on his stick is secure and loose enough, he tosses the stick on his bed before walking toward the bathroom door, where he has a bar mounted on the lintel. After doing a series of chin-ups, Scott goes into the bathroom, where he brushes his teeth and washes his face before bed.

Suddenly, Scott hears a noise outside and pauses to listen for danger. The scene cuts to the front porch, where Scott, now in a red hoodie, walks outside with a wooden baseball bat in hand as he investigates what is causing the noise. Suddenly, a figure appears hanging from the roof, and Scott yelps in terror, almost hitting the person in the face with his bat until he realizes that it is Stiles Stilinski, his best friend, who is yelping just as loudly.

scott and stiles simultaneously scream "AHH! AHHH! AHHHH!"

Scott huffs in frustration and annoyance before lowering his bat" Stiles, what the hell are you doing?"

Stiles looks just as exasperated as Scott as he eyes the bat in his best friend's hand.

" You weren't answering your phone! Why do you have a bat?"

scott annoyed look at him "I thought you were a predator"

stiles " pre... Wha?" Stiles looks at Scott, clearly appalled by the implication, before scoffing and changing the subject to why he's there

stiles "Look, I know it's late, but you gotta hear this. I saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago. Dispatch called-- they're bringing in every officer from the Department, and even state police."

scott frowns "For what?"

Stiles has difficulty concealing his glee regarding his answer" Two joggers found a body in the woods."

Reaching up to pull himself free of the trellis, Stiles lands on his feet in front of Scott, who still looks confused

"What, a dead body?" scott asked

Stiles reaches up and leans on the railing to look at Scott at eye-level with a sarcastic expression.

"No, a body of water." Stiles rolls his eyes "Yes, dumbass, a dead body!". Scott looks unnerved about this news as Stiles climbs over the railing to join him on the porch.

" You mean, like, murdered?"

"Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties."stiles reply

Scott's confused " Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?"

Stiles becomes overwhelmed with glee at the drama of this situation as he finishes the story

" That's the best part-- they only found half."Stiles' tone of voice changes, making it clear that Scott doesn't have a say in what happens next "We're going.'

" i guess i don't have a choose " scott murmured as he and him walk toward stiles Jeep " but we are not bringing y/n into this bonnie already giving me dead eyes " scott glance at stiles

stiles give scott sheepish look and scott let out a sigh " she is in the jeep right "

right on que you got out of the jeep and walk towards them. " Hey guys are you ready for haunting for the half body and if we find a nightmare for rest of the life "?

stiles enthusiasticlly node where as scott roles his eyes with small smile on his face .

THE WOODS 🌳🌳

The trio pull into the preserve in Stiles' teal blue Jeep, illuminating the sign warning against entry after dark with the Jeep's headlights. Stiles gets out with a flashlight in hand. Scott and follows, hurrying to keep up with him as the walk in the dark woods.

"We're seriously doing this?" y/n ask.

Stiles look back at you "You're the one always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town."

" I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow" scott whine.

"Right, cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort. "Stiles reply snidely.

" No, because I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm making first line."

" That great scott" you exclaimed knowing how much he wanted to play he smile at you as you and scott walk side by side.

Stiles looks back at Scott in disbelief " Hey, that's the spirit! Everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one."

you shake your head at his remark being used to it. it was really cold, and you regret not having your jacket.

you rub your arms and Stiles seeing this give you, his jacket. (Outfit)

" thanks " he gives you boyish grin return ears turning pink.

scott nudge your shoulder " how did you sneak out without waking your sister and grams?"

" I know crazy right " you let out giggle and boys have a small laugh with you.

"Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?" scott questions Stiles.

Stiles looks somewhat sheepish in response to this question "Huh! I didn't even think about that."

you look at him with worried face " And, uh... what if whoever killed the body is still out here?"

Stiles looks embarrassed " Also something I didn't think about."

Scott rolls his eyes in amusement as the three start to hike up a hill

" It's comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail." you comment.

" I know."

Scott's breathing starts to become rapid, shallow, and wheezy as the three continue up the hill, with Scott struggling to keep up with Stiles quick pace. you slow your pace and walk with scott again.

scott start to gasping "Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight, huh?"

" where is your inhaler scott ?, you brought it with you right " you ask him touching his shoulder making him stop walking

"yeah I did "Scott leans his back against a nearby tree as he pulls his inhaler out of his pocket.

"Stiles wait for a second " you shout at him.

" keep up shortcake " he remark at you and you growl at that nickname.

However, when Stiles keeps pushing on, Scott and you continues to make his way up the hill after him. When they see a handful of people ahead of them waving flashlights around as part of the search, you three dives behind a large fallen tree branch as they plan their next move, turning off the flashlight so they don't attract attention. Unfortunately for them both, Stiles' impatience eventually wins out, and he whispers back to Scott and you as he jumps up and runs toward the action.

" Wait!" you and scott simultaneously whisper.

" Come on!" you urge scott Scott quickly takes a hit from his inhaler before scrambling to catch up with him. He tries his best to call after his best friends without also alerting anyone else that they are there.

"Stiles! Stiles!"

Stiles finally hears the last attempt to call his name, but the split second of distraction caused the nearby K9 officer to start barking at him, scaring him so much he falls backwards onto the ground. The deputy with the search dog immediately points his flashlight at Stiles as he tries to recover from the shock.

" Hold it right there!" the deputy ordered.

Stiles puts his hands up while Scott and you, several meters behind him, hides behind a nearby tree, just then, another male voice is heard-- it is Noah Stilinski, Stiles' father and the Sheriff of town.

"Hang on, hang on..."Stiles stands to his feet, shielding his eyes from the bright flashlight held toward him by the deputy.

sighs Noah sighs "This little delinquent belongs to me."

Stiles, trying to play it cool, greets his dad warmly "Dad, how are you doing? Stilinski looks at Stiles with a mix of frustration, exasperation, and exhaustion.

"So, do you, uh, listen in to all of my phone calls?"

Stiles laughs sheepishly " No. Heh..." Stilinski gives Stiles a look, and Stiles finishes his sentence ". Not the boring ones."

Stilinski just sighs and nods as though he's accepted this truth about his son before looking around the surrounding area " Now, where's your usual partners in crimes"?

Stiles immediately tries to play dumb as it starts to rain "Who, Scott? and y/n, Scott's home. He said he wanted to get a good night's sleep for first day back at school tomorrow and y/n need a good sleep you know how she gets when she didn't get enough sleep grumpy like little chipmunk. "

Stilinski looks at Stiles in disbelief as he continues to lie" It's just me... In the woods... Alone..."

It is obvious that Stilinski doesn't buy what Stiles is saying, and he lifts his flashlight and tries to get a look around to find Scott and you , who is still hiding behind the tree.

" y/n , Scott, you out there? Scott?.y/n i won't be mad at you come out it's dangerous out there "

After a moment, when Scott or you don't materialize in front of him, Stilinski reluctantly determines that Scott and you isn't with Stiles after all. He then sighs before grabbing Stiles roughly by the back of the neck and steering him toward the entrance to the preserve.

"Well, young man, I'm gonna walk you back to your car... And then you and I are gonna have a conversation about something called "invasion of privacy." Noah said.

As Stiles and the Sheriff leave, Scott and you waits until the coast is clear before heading in the opposite direction through the woods.

"And now we lost our ride to home isn't that amazing" you state.

scott wrap his arms around your neck " come on shortcake we can walk home just fine " and start to walk.

Thunder and lightning flickers overhead as Scott and carefully make their way back, pulling up the hood to his sweatshirt to try to keep his head dry from the steady rain and he does the same you. It's evident that he's unnerved by the sounds of the forest animals around him, but when he makes it to a foggy clearing, he becomes unnerved by the fact that it falls totally silent.

you start to feel like you and scott being watched and an uncanny feeling settle in your heart.

"why is everything is so quiet scott"

" yeah, we should just move quickly."

He pulls his inhaler out of his hoodie once again and shakes it, intending to take another hit when suddenly, a herd of deer begin frantically stampeding toward him and you. Scott covers you his arms as trampling you both over and causing his inhaler to fly several meters away.

Once the deer have cleared out, Scott, still in shock.

"are you alright y/n ? " scott ask as he help you stand

"yeah I'm good . you okey ?" you glance at him

" yeah , i think i lost my inhaler "

you and scott starts looking for his inhaler using his cell phone as a light source. He's about to search through a pile of dead leaves when he's startled when he instead uncovers the top half of the body that Stiles had told him about-- young, white, with dark hair and very clearly bisected at the waist.

The shock of this sight stuns him so badly that he loses his balance and tumbles down the hill behind him and into a ravine.

you shout his name and move towards him and help him stands to his feet with a groan.

"i think we just found the bodie and hurt my leg "

you loop his hands on your shoulder " yeah,I can't wait to throw that on Stiles face .hold on to me don't put pressure on your leg "

you and Scott makes his way quickly through the woods, wanting nothing more than to get out of there as soon as possible, when all of the sudden, a growl heard from behind causes you two to freeze in fear. you grab his hand tight as his grip on your shoulder tighten. slowly turning around, only to find a large, bestial wolf with glowing red eyes standing before your eyes.

barely has time to gasp before the beast leaps toward him and he push you away causing him to fall backward onto the ground. Though Scott attempts to crawl away, the wolf grabs him by the ankles and pulls him backwards before viciously biting him on his right hip, causing Scott to roar in pain. you not knowing what to do scream his name.

you move toward Scott grabbing on his arms pulling you toward him desperately trying to evade whatever biting him. it pulls him backward before biting him on his right hip.

you scream his name before using all your strength and pulling him towards you successfully freeing from the creature.

you grab his wrist and start to run down the hill avoiding the tress Infront of you finally makes it to the nearest road, you both stops just before being hit by someone driving a burgundy SUV, who manages to swerve away from him and you just in the nick of time.

"What was that thing? " You ask after some time.

"whatever it is hope it won't come near us again"

Scott trie to lift his hem of hoodie before hesitating.he look at you with fear in his eyes you cover his hands giving it a squeeze before lifting it .

you let out a gasp at large bite wound on his hip with horror as the rain continues to pour down.

you let out a Shakey breath "it's not that bad we can fix it "

" yeah "Suddenly, a loud wolf howl is heard from in the woods, which only makes Scott more concerned. "Come on we have to go "

THE BENNETT HOUSE 🏡

bonnie get her room and start to walk towards the kitchen and she was surprised to see you awake.

"wow didn't know you could wake up this early "

grams laugh at that " I know right she was making breakfast when I come down. I couldn't believe my eyes " bonnie and grams laugh, and it was refreshing to hear them laugh it was nice moment.

" Wow grams teaming up with my witch sister and humiliating me, now I know who is your favorite grandchild" you remark with false hurt face clenching your heart.

grams and bonnie roll their eyes at your antics you give bonnie her breakfast and refile grams coffee and grams lean in and whisper " you're my favorite grandchild" you give her thumbs up and grin. bonnie watches this with a shake of her head.

when you start to say something, but it's was cut off when you see the news.

THE COUPLE DARREN AND BROOKE WAS MISSING FROM LAST NIGHT.

grams sees that you were not saying anything, and she also turn to the news and look back at you.

"y/n do you want me to drop you off today " bonnie ask even though she knows the answer.

"nah I'll come my own " you answer with out looking at her .

"then I'm off I have to pick up Elena see you in class " bonnie start to look for the keys

" hey " you call and she look back at you "if you need me just text me okey " you tell she look at with amusement in her face but when she see your serious worried look she node at you .

" I will " she smile at you

"here catch " you throw the key at her .she skillfully catch it before waving to you .

"bye grams love you ,bye y/n "

"bye bonnie love you too. " you say in grams voice another brust of laughter afterwards.

grams watch this with warms smile on her face "you're silent " she tells you and you look at her puzzled "you're silent sometimes but now you're tense and worried. "

you give her smile " how do you do that?"

"Because you're my grandchild and I know you "

you let out sigh before running your hands through your hair "something doesn't feel right. I feel like something going to happen. "

"honey, all I ask you to do is do what you feel right and trust your gut everything going to be fine " .

"yeah "

IN HIGH SCHOOL 🏫

"Okay, let's see this thing." Stiles said as you walk towards them. Scott lefts up his shirt to show Stiles his bite wound, which is covered with gauze and tape that has a small amount of blood leaking through.

Stiles pokes the bandage, which causes Scott to flinch in pain.

"Whoa!" you hit Stiles on his arm.Scott pulls his shirt back down as the trio resume their walk into the school

" It was too dark to see much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf. "Scott tell Stiles and Stiles looks at Scott and you with disbelief.

"'A wolf bit you ? and you believe it also ?"Stiles look at you

"yeah it's true "

Stiles shakes his head and gives him a look that says he thinks Scott and you is being dense." No, not a chance."

" we heard a wolf howling." you add

Stiles scoffs and continues to shake his head in response to Scott's argument

"No, you didn't."

"What do you mean, "No, I didn't?" How do you know what we heard?" Scott asks frustrated.

"Because California doesn't have wolves, okay? Not in, like, sixty years."

Scott looks surprised by this news as the two stops on the staircase and you shrug your shoulder. Stiles turns around to face Scott with a serious expression.

" Really?" Scott asks as he look between the two of you.

"Yes, really. There are no wolves in California."

"All right. Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not gonna believe me about when I tell you I found the body." you tell Stiles and

Stiles' demeanor instantly changes from exasperation to gleeful at the sound of this news

" You-- are you kidding me?"

"No, man, I wish. I'm gonna have nightmares for a month."Scott shuddered at the memory.

" Oh, god, that is freakin' awesome. I mean, this is seriously gonna be the best thing that's happened to this town since--"

Stiles loses his train of thought when he sees Lydia Martin, walking up the stairs toward the school, and abandons his train of thought in favor of trying to catch her attention " --Since the birth of Lydia Martin. Hey, Lydia! You look--"

Lydia continues to walk right past Stiles and when she sees you, she grabs your hand and drag you away from the boys completely oblivious to the fact that he was talking to her.

"--Like you're gonna ignore me..."

Stiles looks back at Scott with an irritable expression "You're the cause of this, you know."

Scott rolls his eyes in response to this comment "Uh-huh."

" Dragging' me down to your nerd depths. I'm a nerd by association. I've been Scarlet-nerded by you." Stiles and Scott walk towards class.

" He was trying to talk to you know " you tell Lydia as you walk to your first class. you see few new faces with familiar ones giving them a smile along the way.

" Yeah, I could see one your boyfriend talking no stop. "

" They are not my boyfriend Lydia how many times do I have to tell you "You give her deadpan look.

"Could have fooled me. "

"I know you have boyfriend but Stiles like you heck maybe loves you give him chance at least acknowledge him " you plead at her

she stay silent for a minute " you look great today, I love your outfit

you shake your head at her before going to class with Lydia.

Scott and Stiles enter their first period chemistry class and take their seats, where the teacher, Mr. Curtis, immediately begins the lecture without introduction.

"As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night."

Scott grins and looks over at Stiles and you as you sat at each other's side.

"And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus, which is on your desk outlining this semester."

Scott's locker is across the hallway and several meters down from Allison's, and when Scott catches her eye, Allison smiles at him. Just then, Lydia and you approaches Allison and strikes up a conversation, and Scott continues to watch them from afar and eavesdrop on them with his newly enhanced hearing as Stiles and their friend Harley join him by his own locker.

" That jacket is absolutely killer. Where'd you get it? "Lydia ask.

" it's look good on you my name is y/n and this Lydia by the way. "

" My mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco. I guess you guys already know my name. "

"And you are my new best friend." Lydia exclaim

Just then, Jackson, Lydia's boyfriend, joins them as well. Lydia greets him warmly as he puts his arm around her waist, though it makes Allison, and you feel uncomfortable " hey ".

"Hey, Jackson." Lydia greet him .

he turns to you "looking pretty good y/n ,new girl " shooting you both a wink . you and Allison share a knowing glance as Lydia look apologetic.

Jackson and Lydia share a kiss. Meanwhile, across the hall, Harley, who is also watching the scene go down in front of them, looks at Scott and Stiles incredulously, though Scott is too busy listening to you, Allison, Lydia, and Jackson's conversation to hear her.

" Can someone tell me how New Girl is here all of five minutes, and she's already hanging out with Lydia and y/n "harley ask

Though Harley was obviously being facetious, Stiles replies with a genuine answer"Because they are hot."

Harley gives him a look, but Stiles still doesn't get it and shrugs before finishing his thought "Beautiful people herd together, three very beautiful people."

" you just told y/n is hot and beautiful " Scott glance at Stiles.

Stiles eyes widen at this " please don't tell her she already has ego twice as her size "Scott only laugh at him.

"So, tomorrow there's a party." Lydia state

"A party?" Alison asks see glance at you.

"Are we really having a party when there was recent murder and not one but two missing persons out there " you cross your arms over your chest.

"Yeah, so what about it don't be so uptight y/n learn to have fun. You both should come." Jackson added.

I will have fun when I punch you in the face you whisper but Scott hears this and let out laugh at his sound you look at him and he wave at you as you smile at him.

Allison looks slightly bashful when she replies "Uh, I can't. It's family night and I don't my dad would agree as y/n said I'm certain it would tough luck. Thanks for asking."

Lydia and Jackson both look disappointed by this response. Meanwhile, Harley and Stiles have a very animated debate going on. you baid your goodbye to them before going to the boys.

" hey " you greet them Stiles who did see you coming let out Yelp at your sudden presence ." what you doing beside staring at the new girl with creepy eyes " you ask Scott .

he role his eyes at you and hook his arms on your shoulder " it's not creepy and do you think she'll go out with me if I ask her "

you break into wide smile " Maccall having a crush on the new girl "

" with the look that he is giving her i think he might me in love " Stiles answer as he come up your other side.

"not in love but you know just give it a chance " Scott smile cutely

" well i think she would love to go out with you i can tell she also have a eyes on you " you give him a pat on his chest .

"did you hear there is new hot guy in school apparently every girl is in daze " harley ask you

"ahm no " you answer

"you should get know him you need to get away from these guys some time " harley laugh at Stiles shocked face .

Stiles wrap his hands around your head and bring you to his chest " hey don't corrupt my short cake like that" and you fruitless try to get away from him .

"really Stiles " Scott shake his head .

you all go to your next class as you and the boys walk in you do see the new guy and Stiles and Scott see you and new guy node and stiles put his hands on your eyes and Scott guide you to back seat .

" are we really doing this "

Scott and Stiles simultaneously say yes and you just go with it .

" hey bonnie " you and boys greet her at the time make you three look at eachother .

"we have been doing that alot lately " you take a seat and Stiles sit in your front and Scott in back as bonnie is at your side .

" well you what they say great mind think alike but i don't about Scott " Stiles give grin .

" can you not " Scott whines

you hit him in his head " be nice Stiles " .

" hey we are going to the grill this evening do you guys want to come after lcacorees " bonnie ask .

" yeah " you agree before turning to Stiles and Scott " what about you guys? "

" but we have the thing right " Stiles look at you and Scott and bonnie throw a suspicious glance at you .

" what thing?" she question you and Scott look confused glancing at eachother .

" the thing we did last night " Stiles look annoyed that you and Scott didn't understand him yet .

bonnie eyes widen " you were out last night "

"no she wasn't" they say

"no i wasn't" you reply she narrow her eyes at you thankfully the teacher comes in .

"Once our home state of Virginia joined confederacy in 1861, it created a tremendous amount of tension within the state. People in Virginia's northwest region had different ideals than those from the traditional deep south. Then Virginia divided in 1863 with the northwest region joining the union" tanner start the lecture

you were already bored out of your mind Stiles taking note as usual you glance at Scott and he look like he ready to fall asleep at any moment .

you tug Stiles flannel shirt lean in to whisper " did you see the missing persons news last night "

" yeah " he whispered back before he say anything

Scott tug your hair " what is it ?"

"two people gone missing last night "

Scott frown " last night? "

" would you like to share that with the class miss Bennett ?" tanner ask

"which one ?" you ask innocently as bonnie give sheepish smile and Scott and Stiles snort

"i think we both know who I am asking to "

you stay silent for second " no thank you "

" I'm letting it's slide because it's the first day " he continues to teach.

THE WOODS 🌳🌳

you ,Scott and Stiles have just crossed the creek in the nature preserve as they attempt to find both the top half of the body Scott found the night before as well as the inhaler he dropped in the process. The three are talking about the day's practice as their feet get wet in the water

" I-I don't know what it was. It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball. And that's not the only weird thing. I-I can hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear. Smell things." Scott tell

"Smell things? Like what?" you ask as you carefully walk without falling.

" Like the mint mojito gum in your pocket." Scott point towards Stiles pocket

Stiles makes a face as though he thinks Scott is crazy

"I don't even have any mint mojito--"

Stiles checks the inner breast pocket of his blazer and finds, much to his and your surprise, that there is a single piece of folded-up mint mojito gum, just as Scott sensed.

Scott turns to you " and you smell like fresh vannila and coffe it's nice how do smile like that ?"stiles try to sniff your hair but you slap his hands away he let out small ouch .

" back off mister " you start to walk ahead .

Scott raises both of his arms to the side as if to say, "I told you so."

"So all this started with the bite?"

Stiles seems to find this intriguing, while Scott, ever the nurse's son, is concerned that something is wrong with him

"What if it's like an infection? Like, my body's flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something?"

you turn to see stiles gets a small smirk on his face before trying to make himself look as serious as possible, which Scott, who is walking in front of him, doesn't catch " You know what? I actually think I've heard of this-- it's a specific kind of infection."

"Are you serious?" Scott ask afraid.

" Yeah. Yeah, I think it's called lycanthropy."

" really Stiles?" you close your eyes

Scott, still not realizing that Stiles is messing with him, starts to panic

"What's that? Is that bad?,y/n ???"Scott look at you with troubled face .

"Oh, yeah, it's the worst. But only once a month."Stiles still continue his act .

" no Scott he is messing with you , you're fine " you pich Stiles arm " stop scaring him "

" Once a month?" ever the confused Scott ask

" Mm-hmm. On the night of the full moon. Aroooo!"

Stiles fake-howls like a wolf, and Scott, annoyed, shoves him away, causing Stiles to giggle in amusement

" Hey, you guys are the one who heard a wolf howling!" Stiles state

Scott stops walking and look" No, I-I could have sworn this was it. I saw the body, the deer came running. I dropped my inhaler..."

" Maybe the killer moved the body?" Scott and Stiles look around as you walk towards the place where you saw the body .

"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are, like, eighty bucks."

" ahem guys " you call as you turn to them and they stop searching and look at you " the bodie gone someone must have moved it "

"What are you doing here?" a voice from behind you ask making let out a gasp before turning to the voice

a man in his early twenties with pale skin, black hair, a black leather jacket, and a scowl appears in front of them

he is towering over you and you take a step when no one answer he narrow his eyes at you.

Scott and Stiles, both of whom are visibly panicking as you are infornt of the stranger and they at safe distance when no one responded the man's tone gets even gruffer

" Huh? This is private property." he look back at Scott and Stiles before glancing at you . slowly Scott and Stiles come closer to you

" Uh, we're sorry, , we didn't know." you said and start to step back slowly he seems to be amused by this

his attention is shift on Scott, who picks up where you left off to try to relieve the tension and stiles pull you by your wrist when you reach them

"Yeah, we were just looking for something, but..."

Scott was about to continue until Derek glares at him, after which point Scott loses his nerve and drops the subject

" his inhaler we lost it , it's expensive" you continue he glare at you now " but we can buy a new one right ?" you turn to look at them as they now stand either side of you and they node

Suddenly, Derek tosses Scott's inhaler at him before turning and heading back the way he came without a word, giving Scott and you one last look and seemingly paying Stiles no attention whatsoever. Scott sighs and gets ready to turn back the opposite direction

" Um... All right, come on, I gotta get to work."

Before Scott can move, Stiles holds him his hand to physically stop him from walking away

" Dude, that was Derek Hale! "

When Scott looks at Stiles blankly, Stiles' expression becomes incredulous

your eyes widen at this " wow he is back in town now "

Scott glance at you " you know him ?"

"no but his family died in fire ten years ago I wonder why he is back though nothing good come out of it " Stiles state

" hey be nice he lost all his family " you glance back at where he gone before you all walk away .

Masterpost

[braveclementine]

We Get Some Help

Warnings: 18+readersonly, smut, jealousy!fucking, pet names, personality sharing, harsh fucking, restraints/bondage, pet names, Lord kink, ragdoll treatment

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Carlisle, Esme, and I were now walking rather hurriedly after an Egyptian man- Amun- as we tried to convince him to come with us.

"Amun, please!" Carlisle begged as I tiptoed lightly after him.

"I cannot help you, Carlisle." Amun said, stopping long enough to turn and face us.

"We're not asking you to fight." I whispered. "Just to look. Our kids are in danger."

His mates face softened a little bit at my begging, but Amun was not so easily persuaded.

"I wouldn't ask if it weren't urgent." Carlisle said, putting a hand on Amun's arm.

At that moment, the water in the fountain started shifting upwards, creating a barrier between the exit and us. Carlisle and Esme looked at me.

I shrugged, "It wasn't me."

I looked across the water to see a younger man, quite handsome looking in fact, his hands raised, looking over at us, "I'd like to hear about it. I never get to meet any of Amun's friends. He likes to keep me hidden."

There was a young woman next to him as well. Must be his mate.

"I can't imagine why." Carlisle answered and I honestly couldn't pick up if it was sarcasm or not.

The young man let the water drop and as it went to splash all over us, I took control of the water, making it shape into two large balls, resting above the palms of my hands before I let it settle back down into the fountain gently.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you it's impolite to splash guests?" I asked with a smirk.

He smirked back and we all moved to meet each other at the other end of the fountain.

The boy reached his hand out to me first, "Davina." I said.

"Benjamin." He said, "Nice to meet another elemental."

"Only water." I said, withdrawing my hand.

"Carlisle." Carlisle said as his hand was shaken next.

We sent them on their way, moving to Japan next.

There was a nomad there named Toshiro. He told Carlisle that he would debate coming to Forks and would think about it.

As Carlisle and Esme turned to leave I said, "You might think that you would be safer staying here. But Aro will know whether or not you even decided to come for a split second. And that split second. . ."

And with that I disappeared into the shadows, letting him think my words over.

And finally, we returned with the very last witness. Alistair. A nomad. I honestly couldn't stand him as I sat in the front seat, pitying Esme who was sitting beside him.

Bella and Edward came to greet us out front.

"How many came?" Carlisle asked in greeting of Edward.

"Eighteen." Edward said. "You have some good friends."

I guess Toshiro hadn't shown up. Pity.

"And Alice?" Esme asked.

Bella just shook her head, making Esme pull her into a tight hug. Marcel was leaning against the door frame of the house, waiting for Esme to come in.

"Where's Caroline, Nik, and Sammy?" I asked Bella.

"Upstairs with Seth and Leah." Edward said. "They like staying away from the vampires. It makes Leah's skin crawl."

I smirked, disappearing into the house. I winked at Benjamin as I passed by, smiling at Tia- his mate, as well. I could see everyone else that had shown up.

Two from the Amazon coven, all of the Egyptian coven, three Irish, Garrett, Mary, Peter, Charlotte, Randall, Alistair, Charles, and Makenna. They were all nomads.

I greeted all of them with a breezy, "Hello," and then made my way up the stairs to join my kids.

I could hear Carlisle and Esme rejoining the others downstairs.

Not only were Seth and Leah upstairs with my kids, but so were Embry and Bree, binge watching the Marvel movies.

"Hey kiddos." I said, making my kids turn around and leap into my arms.

"Mom!" Caroline said happily, "Guess what Niklaus can do?"

"I thought I said no powers?" I questioned.

"Yeah, but we didn't know Nik had powers until a few days ago." Caroline said with a grin.

I turned to look at Nik with a small smile. "So, what can you do?"

"I can mimic other vampire's abilities." Nik said solemnly.

"Really?" I asked, astonished.

"Yes. All I have to do is touch them, and then I have gained their ability." Nik said, touching my hand.

That would make him one of the most powerful vampires on the planet if he lived for a long time.

"But I wouldn't do anything bad if I was the most powerful vampire." Nik said easily.

"So you touched Edward I'm assuming?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes." Niklaus said, drifting back to the couch to pick up another book. "I think having several powers would make great use in the upcoming battle."

That made my blood turn cold. "Niklaus! You aren't even a year old! You aren't even six months old! You can't possibly think that you are going to be fighting in this battle! And even if you were a year old you wouldn't then!"

"But if I could just touch this Jane person everyone is so scared about I could turn her power on herself!" Niklaus protested.

"Absolutely not." I said coldly. "You are not fighting!"

There was a silence downstairs. I wondered if everyone had left or if they were just listening in.

"But mom!" Niklaus said.

"No!"

"Yes!" Caroline said with her puppy dog eyes. "No one can catch me. And I'll teleport Niklaus around so that he can take people out!"

"No!" I said furiously. "This is not a game! CARLISLE!"

Carlisle was at my side in an instant, looking warily between me and the kids. "They think they are going to fight." I spat angrily, even though it wasn't him I was angry with. I wasn't angry at them either. I was frustrated. I hated Irina.

Carlisle sighed, trying to be diplomatic. "You three will not be participating in the battle. Do you understand? It is to dangerous. Not only for yourselves, but for others. Especially you two Care and Samuel. Leah and Seth might get hurt trying to protect you if you are reckless. And someone else might get hurt trying to protect you Nik. You will sit the battle out and if you don't, you'll be grounded for a whole year afterwards."

Pretending that we were going to still be here after the battle.

"Besides." Carlisle said, sounding optimistic. "It's not even going to come to a battle, so there is no reason for you to get involved."

I felt myself relaxing, believing his words too.

It wasn't the last of their conversations, but as I kept them down at La Push with Seth and Leah- mostly to get Leah out of the house so that she didn't kill and vampires when they intended to go hunting- the conversations were rarely disputed.

Bella was also trying to learn how to fight. Edward absolutely refused to teach her. Emmett didn't really teach her- more beat her up in a sense.

There were a few others that attempted teaching her. Garrett in particular was an incredible teacher. In fact, he was incredible altogether. I absolutely loved his attitude and charisma. We got into rather heated debates about the Beatles. He was from the Revolutionary war era and therefore, deemed anything British as terrible.

"But the music didn't enslave you." I argued heatedly. "It's good music!"

"It's British." He said firmly.

"I swear I will force you to listen to it. Besides, British accents are hot."

Carlisle coughed discretely behind me. I ignored him.

"Well then you have poor taste in men." Garrett said, red eyes narrowing.

"I have excellent taste in men, thank you very much." I smirked, jabbing a thumb over my shoulder at Carlisle who buried his head deeper into his book.

Garrett stared at me a moment longer before carefully saying, "You know, I've been to every battle in history."

"Ah?" I questioned, trying to figure out where this was going.

"And though I wasn't at the bombing of Fort Knox, I was there for the aftermath." Garrett continued, gauging my reaction.

I set my jaw in a harsh manner, "That's what you want to talk about?"

"I believe you're innocent." Garrett pointed out.

"What a relief." I muttered.

"Carlisle would never have married you if you had been guilty." Garrett said with a shrug.

"Alright, can we not talk about this." Carlisle muttered from behind us.

I giggled, "I didn't realize you were a part of this conversation."

Carlisle glared half-heartedly at me. I pressed a kiss to his lips and then turned to Garrett. "The others are gathering outside."

"Ah, let's take the debate to the fresh air and get some more intelligent opinions on British shit."

"For the record, The Beatles are one of the best bands out there." I said, firmly believing this to be true. "What? You don't like Harry Potter either?"

"Never watched it nor have I read the books." Garrett said stubbornly.

"And now you need to be forgiven for your sins." I quipped.

Kate had just grabbed Bella's arm, electricity rushing through her hands. Bella didn't even react and Kate said, "oh, yeah, she's a shield all right. Should put her on her ass."

I saw that Carlisle and Esme had joined us as well.

"Or your voltage has been exaggerated." Garrett claimed from behind her. I snickered.

Kate turned, undeterred, holding her hand out, "Maybe it only works on the weak." She wiggled her fingers dauntingly and I smirked.

"What's with the hesitation Garrett?" I teased. "A Beatles song would've been over by now."

He glared at me, moving his hand out to touch Kate's.

"Garrett, I wouldn't." Carlisle warned.

"Don't ruin my fun." I said with another smirk, this time aimed at Carlisle as Garrett touched Kate's hand. There was a zap of electricity and Garrett fell in pain on his knees.

'KNEEEEEEL' Loki's voice rang through my head and Edward rolled his eyes. I wrinkled my nose at him.

"You are an amazing woman." Garrett said slowly, staring up at Kate. I grinned.

Suddenly, we could hear fast, vampiric speed like footsteps, approaching from another direction. That didn't make sense. All of the vampires were already here. We weren't expecting anyone else- unless Toshiro was going to show up.

"There's two of them." I said quickly.

And then I was off, sprinting towards them.

I could hear laughing and barking- sounds from Jacob training the new werewolves.

Then I heard a voice cry "Whoopa" and there was the sound of two sets of footsteps landing on the ground.

I came to a stop, nodding a hello to Jacob and the others.

"Well hello beautiful." The one with white hair said.

I raised an eyebrow as the others- Carlisle, Edward, Eleazar, Kate, and Tanya- came to a stop behind me. I saw that Jacob had three other wolves with him, all very gangly and uncoordinated. I hadn't met these yet.

"Vladimir, Stefan." Carlisle greeted them with just the slightest hint of annoyance. "You're a long way from home."

"What are they doing here?" I heard Kate ask from behind me.

"We heard that the Volturi are moving against you." The white haired one said. Was that Vladimir? Or Stefan? Would've been better if Vladimir had been called Damon. That would've been incredibly satisfying.

I heard Edward sigh somewhere around me.

"But that you would not stand alone."

"We didn't do what we were accused of." Carlisle said.

"We do not care what you did, Carlisle." The white haired one said in a bored tone. Oh my. . . his accent. . .

"We have been waiting a millennium for the Italian scum to be challenged." the darker haired one said.

I was going to go out on a limb and guess that the white haired one was Vladimir. I was going to throw a fit if the hot one had a terrible name like 'Stefan'.

"Mom." Edward hissed under his breath.

"Sorry." I hissed back.

"It's not our plan to fight the Volturi." Carlisle amended quickly.

"Shame." Hopefully Vladimir said and I smiled. I was really liking this Vampire. He tilted his head to probably Stefan. "Aro's witnesses will be so disappointed."

"They enjoy a good fight." Maybe Stefan said with a bit of a chuckle.

"Aro's witnesses?" Eleazar asked, stepping forward and Carlisle turned to look at him.

"Aww." Possibly Vladimir said with a slight click of his tongue. "Still hoping they'll listen?"

I exchanged a look with Carlisle, "What is he talking about?"

Carlisle just shook his head as we made our way back to the house. Once there, Eleazar gathered everyone to explain- first the two new vampires- and then this news about 'Aro's witnesses'.

"When Aro wants someone from a coven it's never long before evidence turns up proving that coven committed some crime." Eleazar started out saying.

"So he's done this before." Bella asked.

Everyone was there. Every coven member, ever nomad, even our kids and the few werewolves that hung around.

"It happens so rarely I never realized it was a pattern." Eleazar said.

"Apparently he always pardons one person whose thoughts he claims are repentant." Carlisle said from the couch.

"This person always has an ability." Eleazar says, his arms still crossed, still leaning against the windowsill. "And they're always given a place with the guard."

"This is all about Alice." Edward said.

"And that's why she ran." I whispered.

"Why does he need witnesses?" Emmett asked.

"To spread the word that justice has been served." Alistair spoke up from his corner. "After he slaughters an entire coven bigger than his own."

Amun and Kebi were the first to move, walking towards the door. "Benjamin, Tia, we're leaving." Amun announced.

"And where will you go?" Edward questioned. "What makes you think they'll be satisfied with Alice? What's to stop them from going after Benjamin next?"

Amun pointed a finger at me, "She can do the same!"

"Minus three elements." I retorted.

"Or Zafrina or Kate." Edward continued, ignoring the both of us. "Or anyone else with a gift, anyone they want. Their goal isn't punishment, it's power. It's acquisition. Carlisle might not ask you to fight, but I will. For the sake of my family, but also for yours. And for the way you want to live."

There was silence, everyone eyeing each other. Jacob was the first to stand to his feet, Seth and Leah joining him, "The packs will fight. We've never been afraid of vampires."

"We will fight." Tanya said, her, Carmen, and Kate rising to their feet from the other couch next.

"This won't be the first time I fought a king's rule." Garrett said and I smiled at him.

"We'll join you." Benjamin spoke, drawing Amun's attention to him.

"No."

"I will do the right thing, Amun." Benjamin said, giving me a slight nod. "You may do as you please."

"We will stand with you." Zafrini said.

"So will we." The Irish Coven said, standing up as well.

All the other nomads did not speak, nodding instead.

"That didn't take much." Vladimir (who was the white haired guy) muttered to Stefan.

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that." Edward said.

"We'll see." Alistair said to Carlisle. I glared at him. He left the room first, leaving everyone to look after him.

Everyone started to prepare even more. If not to talk, then to fight.

Meanwhile, I kept my sights on Japan, specifically Toshiro. With Marcel's help, we got the military cameras of Japan up and running, taking in his whereabouts. He was making plans to come to Forks.

I hoped he got here sooner rather than later.

And a few days later, he did.

None to soon, as when he arrived, only hours later did I catch sights of the Volturi in the city. I showed him the cameras, several vampires looking over my shoulders. "I did warn you they would come for you." I said to him.

"And I am here now." Toshiro said with wide red eyes.

I nodded and Marcel shut the cameras down, wiping out the fact that we had even used them.

A few days later, I was sitting in the living room on Carlisle's lap as Edward talking strategy with him and Emm bear. Several others stayed in the room as well.

"Jane and Alec will try and take me out first because I can anticipate their moves." Edward said.

"To bad we don't all have your shield." Garrett said. Kate was standing next to him, rather close and I smiled.

"Doesn't help me fight though." Bella pointed out.

"No, but you could help the rest of us." Tanya said. "If you could project it."

"What do you mean?" Bella asked.

"I mean shield someone other than yourself." Tanya said and I wanted to add 'duh'.

"Is that possible?" Bella asked.

'Obviously if she's suggesting it' my brain thought and Edward glared at me. 'Sorry'.

"Gifts can be developed. Over time." Carlisle said softly, running his hand over my hair. He was wearing a blue sweatshirt. This was the first time that I had seen him wear something other than his doctor uniform or something formal. They were usually all so formal. But now it was like they had dropped the charade.

"At first, mine was just in my palms." Kate said. "Now I can radiate it all over my body."

"How do you do it?" Bella asked urgently. "Tell me." She grabbed Kate's hand.

"Ow." Kate said flatly.

They decided to move things outside. Carlisle and I stayed put for the time being. I snuggled into his chest. "Everything is going to be alright." I murmured. "Probably."

"Reassuring." Carlisle said. I knew he was trying to jest, but everything was to tense for that.

"You know what we need to do?" I asked quietly.

"No." Carlisle said.

I slid the hoodie off his shoulders. "First, we should go back to our house. Just some alone time for the two of us. You can take all of your anxiety and frustration out of me rather favorably. And then we'll have a nice long hot shower. And then, you're going to put on your fancy dress clothes, okay?"

"Sounds nice." Vladimir said from behind us rather suddenly, "Mind if I join?"

Carlisle glared at him over my shoulder.

I chuckled quietly, placing a kiss on Carlisle's forehead. "I might've let you if your name was Damon," I said with a smirk, "Shame."

Vladimir chuckled, disappearing again somewhere upstairs.

"So?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Carlisle scooped me up into his arms, racing away from the main house until we reached our little cottage.

"Oh darling, I'm going to ruin you."

For the first time in a long time, I saw Lord flicker behind Carlisle's eyes.

The minute we entered the bedroom, I completely submitted under him. Our clothes were on the floor in scraps and we were on the bed, cottons sheets fluffing upwards at the sudden two-person landing.

Carlisle's hands were firm and heavy on my hips as he pressed a very slow, teasing kiss to my pussy before diving in with his tongue and teeth.

I let out a pleasured moan at the feeling of his cool tongue and my hot core mixing together. It was almost ultimate pleasure and it was only heightened as Carlisle groaned, shooting vibrations up my lips to my clit.

"C-C-Carlisle." I whimpered. There was a soft coil in my stomach, but I needed more. Carlisle, much to my demise, pulled away, kissing down my thighs instead. I whimpered again.

He chuckled lowly under his breath, the lowness shooting tingly feelings to the core of my stomach. "Patience darling."

"I- I'm not very patient." I muttered.

"I know." He grinned. He maneuvered himself over my body, one arm wrapping around the base of my neck to pull me into a kiss, the other unexpectedly plunging two digits into my wetness.

I moaned into his mouth, lips parting. His tongue entered my mouth, clashing with mine for a few seconds before I submitted again at the overwhelming feeling of his fingers plunging into me over and over again, his palm hitting my clit every time he thrusted in.

The coil started to build up again, but once again, not enough. "Carlisle, please." I begged, throwing my head back.

"Mmm, eyes on me darling." Carlisle said, his lips trailing down my jaw to my neck, biting and sucking, leaving large purple bruises that started healing very slowly. Once he reached my breasts, he started to lick and kiss them. He took a nipple into his mouth, sucking and swirling before biting and then moving to the other one to repeat his actions. Meanwhile, his fingers seemed to move even faster and his thumb started swirling patterns on my clit.

My eyes started to tear up as I tried to keep my eyes on him to the best of my ability. "Carlisle I'm gonna-"

"No you're not." Carlisle said simply with almost no emotion, flicking his tongue out over my right nipple, making me writhe and moan again. "Hold it."

I whimpered, tears falling down my face, body shaking, pussy clenching around his fingers. His pace increased even more, the speed of his thumb almost mind-blowing. My toes clenched tightly, trying to relieved some of the tension.

"Words darling." Carlisle said.

"Please Carlisle, please." I begged. "Please, I wanna-"

"Beg better than that baby." Carlisle said, his eyes slowly becoming black as he moved lower, adding his tongue to the mix of fingers at the start of my core.

I attempted to buck my hips but his other hand kept my waist down firmly. "Please Carlisle. Please. I wanna cum. Please?"

"Mm." Was all he said, with a slight dip of his head and I let go, white fuzzy shock washing through my body. I could feel his tongue working me through my orgasm, this thumb not letting up though his fingers had pulled out of me.

He pulled away from my pulsating core, moving over me. His once blond, now more strawberry blond, hair hung in his eyes, his pink tongue darting out to catch every trace of my arousal and I found myself getting wet just at the sight.

"Delicious as always sweetheart." He growled.

I whimpered as he flipped my body over before slamming himself into me without warning. Though it was unexpected and unusual of Carlisle, I had told him to take his frustration out on me.

And Fuck if I wasn't enjoying it.

I had honestly never felt better.

My fingers clutched at the bedsheets as he pounded into me, every stroke bringing such immense pleasure I didn't think it could get better. But it did. Slowly with every other thrust it got better and better, the coil in my stomach started to tighten and contract and tighten again. And I was so sure I was going to burst.

"CARLISLE!" I whimpered.

"Absolutely not." He growled in my ear. "Don't you dare."

And it was most definitely Lord in control.

"My Lord, please." I begged, a few more tears slipping down my cheeks. "Please! I-"

He forced his fingers into my open mouth, choking me rather effectively as he pressed his body down against my back tightly, hitting me at a new angle that made my eyes roll into the back of my head.

"Fuck Davina." Lord growled. "You're fucking mine."

I would've mumbled 'All yours' except that I couldn't. So I just did the best to nod my head and whine pathetically.

My arms were trembling, trying to hold myself up in the position that he wanted me in. One of his arms wrapped around me, holding me up himself. "I fuck you so good you can't even hold yourself up."

His fingers retracted from my mouth. He pulled me up a little straighter, his cock ramming into me at a new angle once again, hitting my cervix over and over as I whimpered, moaned, and fucking mewled.

I was putty in his arms, melting. "Fuck, Lord. Feels so good. I'm so close. Please let me cum. Please Lord."

He chuckled darkly, his thrusts slow, and I nearly cried in frustration. "Fuck darling. Missed this fucking pussy. Missed you wrapped around me like this."

Even in his darkest moments, Carlisle was almost never like this.

And I knew what had made him snap.

Vladimir.

I almost wanted to make a joke, tell him Vladimir would let me finish, but I held my tongue. I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to get punished tonight.

Oh but teasing was so much fun. . .

And then my orgasm hit me like a truck, flowing down his hard cock which didn't stop its thrusts, wringing out my orgasm until it started feeling like overstimulation. His fingers reached down, finding my nub and I let out a scream of blinding pleasure as a second- third?- one crashed down on me.

Carlisle pulled out, flipped me over, and slammed back into me as my back was on the bed. "Gonna watch that pretty little face of yours as I make you cum over and over again. No one else can make you feel this good. You're mine, yeah?"

"All yours Lord. All yours." I whimpered, my hands finding themselves in his fluffy hair. I was so glad that I was a vampire werewolf hybrid thing because if I was human, I would've broken under his amount of pleasure. As it was, I was trying very hard to keep it together.

He attacked my neck and upper chest with kisses and bites, as though determined not to leave an inch of my skin unmarked. I gripped his shoulders, nails dragging down the marble like back of my husband.

I knew if I could sweat, I would be and I was glad that there were a few human things I could not do.

The pleasure was starting to become even more immense and I cried out his name again.

"You gonna cum for me baby?" Lord said, his eyes the blackest I had ever seen them. "Gonna fucking cum all over my cock and prove that you're mine?"

I whimpered and whined at his words.

"Yes! Carlisle! Lord! Yes! Please! Please don't stop! I'm gonna cum! Carlisle please."

Lord moaned above me, a deep sound that ended me, another orgasm rushing through my body, heating it up, sending white flashes through my head.

"You look ravishing like this." Carlisle growled lowly, staring into my face with hunger and passion. "Fuck you're squeezing me so good. M'gonna cum darling."

I had no answers as I felt him release into me, his release long and large. Slowly, very slowly, his eyes started to return back to gold, thrusting his hips just a few more times before he pulled out of me slowly.

Our mixed release dripped from both his cock and my pussy onto the bed sheets but neither of us cared. I was to busy gauging Carlisle's reaction as he came back from Lord's control.

Carlisle blinked a few times and then leaned over me, a cautious expression on his face, "Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I? I wasn't to rough or anything?"

I giggled, wrapping my arms around him, kissing him on the lips. "If flirting with a few guys is all it takes to get you to do that, I'll be flirting with every guy in sight."

Carlisle growled into my neck, "Or you could ask nicely and spare me the jealousy."

I giggled again, pressing soft kisses to his own neck, "Deal. But really, Carlisle, it was wonderful. I had no idea your mind could be so dirty."

Carlisle buried his head into my shoulder. I kissed the top of his head. "Ready to go back?"

"No." Carlisle said, sliding his hands to my hips, flipping me over so I was above him, and settled me back down on his cock, both of us hissing as the sensitivity of everything before it was healed. "How about another eight rounds?"

I smirked, "Ten."

Carlisle pulled my face down to meet his in a crushing kiss before pulling away a little and said, "Well then, you better get to riding me."

"Yes sir." I quipped and settled down to my task.

[nerdie-faerie]

Where is Bonnie!?

[lokis-army-77]

with me being me.... I'm out here researching how frequently werewolves go into ruts.

[whataboutmysanity]

Hot take but if there’s a vampire who’s centuries old, they should not be re-enrolling in high school and preying on random teenage girls

[evebestt]

For my dear friend Caroline's (@youleavethetardisbrakeson) birthday (because when you're internet friends you write each other smut your birthdays 😂). We've only known each other for a few months (insert that "I came across this particular tart about three years ago" meme), but it's been a wonderful few months having someone to yell with about Eve, Corlys and Rhaenys, and pregnant sex. Here's to 29, babes!

Flame Marries the Sea

Pairing: Corlys x Rhaenys

Summary: Rhaenys feels their babe flutter for the first time and tells Corlys. Their excitement and joy leads to sex.

Warnings: pregnant sex and pregnancy kink, dirty talk, oral sex

The title is an amalgamation of like three Hozier songs because his songs both fuck and make you fall devastatingly in love at the same time

Read here on AO3 or below

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Corlys sat forward in his chair, smiling down at Laenor, who babbled at his feet. “Was it a good day on the beach, my boy?”

Laenor grinned up at him, the mop of his curls nearly falling into his eyes. “Yeah,” he said, waving the carved seahorse Corlys had given him above his head. “Go beach every day.”

“You’ll wear out your mother and father if we go to the beach every day,” Rhaenys said from her chair opposite Corlys, her hand resting on top of the small swell of her belly, growing larger every day.

“I won’t,” he said, looking back down at the collection of toys in front of him and reaching for a small horse. “Beach every day.”

“As stubborn as his father,” Rhaenys murmured, giving Corlys a teasing look that made him smile.

“As if his stubbornness doesn’t come from the fire of a dragon.”

“Melly!” Laenor exclaimed at the mention of dragons, and Rhaenys prepared herself for a barrage of insistences that they go to visit Meleys, but then Laenor interrupted himself with a huge yawn, blinking blearily down at his toys.

“I think it’s time for a little sleep before dinner, my love,” she murmured, smiling as she stood from her chair. She bent down to grab him underneath his arms, only slightly hampered by her growing bulk. “Meleys will wait for another day.”

Grateful he didn’t fight her and merely nestled sleepily into her arms, she turned towards the hallway, but before she made it more than a handful of steps he reached out, his hands grabbing behind her. “Papa.”

Rhaenys turned back, looking from the boy to Corlys, who wore a lovestruck expression. “Do you want Papa to put you to bed?”

He shook his head against her shoulder, and she tried again. “Do you want me to put you to bed?”

He shook his head again, and she traded an amused look with Corlys. “Little love, you must—”

“Both,” he murmured, muffled against her dress, and Rhaenys thought her heart might melt when she realized what he wanted.

She glanced at Corlys again, that lovestruck expression only magnified as he walked up next to them, one hand on her back as he reached out with the other and stroked the boy’s wild white curls. “I think that can be arranged, lad.”

They made their way to his room together, Laenor becoming heavier and heavier in her arms as he drifted off. He was nearly asleep by the time Corlys turned down his bedcovers and she laid him down, but Corlys still reached for the plush dragon on the dresser and tucked it into the crook of his arm. 

She pulled the covers up to the boy’s chin, tucking them into his sides as she watched his face, relaxed in sleep, his mouth parted as he breathed. “Sweet dreams, my little one,” she murmured, and then moved to stand.

“Story,” Laenor suddenly said, his eyes still closed.

Rhaenys stifled a chuckle, looking up at Corlys. “Story?”

He eased down onto the bed next to her, reaching out to brush the hair away from Laenor’s eyes. “One day, on my seventh voyage, my crew and I came upon an island, leagues away from any other land.”

Corlys told the story of the warm pool they had found near the center of the island, keeping his voice low and quiet as the boy began to drift off again. “It stood only waist deep at its center, but the water remained clear, for there was a vent that brought up hot water, seemingly from the land’s center itself.”

Rhaenys moved in the corner of his eye, and he glanced over to see her with her hand on the lower swell of her belly, staring down at it intently.

“Papa,” Laenor called drowsily before Corlys could reach for his wife. “Story.”

Rhaenys met his eye and gave him a smile, nodding back towards Laenor.

“We,” Corlys started again, trying to find his train of thought. “We thought we might have stumbled upon a Well of Life, for the flowers and trees that bloomed along its shores were some of the richest I’ve ever seen.”

In only a few moments, Laenor was asleep again, and before long they were able to sneak towards the door, shutting it quietly behind them.

“What happened?” Corlys asked as soon as the door was closed, reaching for Rhaenys. “In there, you were looking at the babe.”

She broke into a radiant smile, stepping until she could wrap her arms around his neck, kissing him soundly. “I felt the babe flutter for the first time.”

He grinned too, stepping back until he could see her clearly. “You did?”

She nodded, and he grabbed her waist and pulled her close again, kissing her deeper than before. She encouraged it, tilting her head until he easily slipped his tongue past her lips, the warmth and taste of the embrace filling his mind so that there was nothing else — until she reached down and cupped him through his breeches.

He twitched against her palm, his trousers quickly becoming tight, and Rhaenys broke the kiss as she squeezed him, her other hand coming to pull at the shirt tucked into his waistband.

“So forward, wife,” he teased, though it was undercut by the strained arousal in his voice, trying not to jerk into her hand. “One would think I don’t pleasure you enough.”

She hummed at his teasing, giving a firmer squeeze to his shaft while she trailed her other hand up the bare skin of his abdomen, causing the muscles to tighten and his cock to jerk. “One should not mock when he himself is in a similar state,” she mused, and Corlys couldn’t help but huff out a laugh.

“A valid argument,” he agreed, fighting another instinct to rut his hips when she rubbed her palm on his bulge. “Should we take this elsewhere, or are you looking for a tryst in the hall?” he breathed, only half teasing, and she shot him a coy look.

“Take me to bed, sailor.”

With a playful growl, he leaned down and swept her into his arms, chuckling at the stifled squeak of surprise she let out as he turned and started for their rooms, her breathless giggles in his ear all the way.

The doors had barely slammed closed behind them before Corlys set her on her feet and pulled her into a hard kiss. She reciprocated in kind, her hands returning to her task of pulling at the buttons of his shirt, finally succeeding and letting it flutter to the floor. Her hands roamed across his chest and shoulders, nails scratching lightly. He was content in the moment, the feel of her hands and the taste of her lips enough, but then she moaned into his mouth — a low, needy sound, her hands trailing to the edge of his trousers, and he couldn’t wait any longer to feel her skin against his.

Her dress was simple, done with buttons down the front and a high waist to accommodate the swell of the stomach. She’d worn it for comfort, he knew, and to protect her nicer clothing from the mess that was a toddler on the beach, but in the moment all he could care for was that the dress made for easy removal — flicking the buttons open and coaxing the dress off her shoulder until it pooled at her feet.

Bare before him, she was like a goddess among men — her breasts already swollen and heavy, her waist thickened and her stomach rounded between them, the top of the swell just beginning to show below her breasts.

“Wife,” he breathed, kneeling to run his hand over her belly, nearly covering its breadth with the spread of his fingers before he leaned in to kiss the swell. “My babe.” He pressed another kiss to her skin. “Our babe, quickened.”

And then he could smell her arousal, sweet and heady, and the fingers in his hair were insistent, and the both of them were pulling him down, down, closer to her core as he pressed kisses to every inch he could reach.

“I see you declined to wear anything underneath,” he murmured playfully against her skin, cupping her calves and letting his fingers trail up to the soft skin of her thighs.

“Mm,” she hummed, sounding sly as she widened her stance, his lips trailing to the underside of her belly. “Underclothes aren’t made for a babe in the womb. Simply easier to go without.”

He would have teased her for such an obvious ploy, but then his touch reached the crease of her thigh, and all he could think of was her. She was soaked — warm, thick arousal clinging to the lips of her cunt, smearing the tops of her thighs until all he wanted was to spread her wide on their bed and feast. He slid his fingers through her folds, the fingers in his hair tightening and a low hum coming from deep within her throat.

“Always so slick when you’re with child,” he said, his voice rough. He was close enough he could practically taste her as he spread her with his fingers, and could see how she throbbed at his touch, her thighs quivering before him. “And always so sensitive.”

And her scent in his nose and his mouth, he couldn’t wait any longer. Cupping the back of her thigh, he pulled it over his shoulder, spreading her further and pulling her to his mouth. He ran his tongue through her folds and up to her clit, her unabashed moan spurring him on. He stroked it with the flat of his tongue, setting his neck against her weight as she rocked her hips against his mouth almost frantically, pulling hard on his hair.

“Corlys,” she moaned when he set his lips around her clit. He sucked, feeling her twitch against his mouth, but then she was tugging on his hair again, this time trying to pull him to stand. “Corlys, I need you.”

He growled at her plea, quickly moving to stand, his cock throbbing in his breeches. Her hands set to work on the laces, undoing them as he pulled her in for a deep kiss, cupping her bottom and slowly rocking his hips as she reached into his trousers and stroked him. He could taste her faintly beneath the taste of her arousal, a combination that had his hips moving faster, but then she was pushing at his trousers, and he reached down to help her, not breaking the kiss as they pushed them down in a tangle until he was as bare as she was.

She pulled them towards the bed, her hand still on his cock. He followed for a few steps, but before she could fall back onto the mattress he stopped and turned her, coaxing her onto her knees, her hands braced on the headboard as he kneeled behind her. He let his hands roam across her sides, feeling gooseflesh erupt on her skin, before one settled on her belly, cupping the bottom of the swell as he pulled her close.

“I want to hold my growing babe while I pleasure my wife,” he growled in her ear, feeling her shiver in his arms as she moaned.

She wiggled her hips, pushing back against his cock sitting between her thighs. “Fuck me, husband.”

And powerless to refuse, he grasped his cock and guided it toward her entrance before bottoming out in one quick, deep thrust.

“Seven above,” she rasped, head falling back against his shoulder, and Corlys took the opportunity to kiss her neck, quickly sucking a bruise.

She shivered in his arms, still panting from the stretch, and the movement made her tighten and squeeze his cock until he groaned, gripping her hip in one hand, the other still on her belly.

“Rhaenys,” he growled against her neck, pressing his hips against hers as though he could slide deeper inside. “Gods, do you know what you do to me?”

“Tell me how it feels,” she moaned, her voice low and rough, “buried inside me, just as you were the night you gave me a babe.”

He groaned, her words overwhelming, the image of her flooded with his seed fueling the ache at the base of his cock. “Like I’m drowning in your sea,” he moaned, his teeth set against the skin of her neck, “and yet you’re all I need to breathe.”

She moaned again, low and ragged, driven by his arousal as well as her own. “Take me,” she rasped, rocking her hips against his. “Show me how much you want me.”

A wish, a plea, a command, Corlys began to move. The first few strokes of his cock were long and steady, pulling out to nearly the tip before pushing back in. But then she was moaning, gasping in his arms, and the tight, throbbing heat of her cunt was too much to resist and he was moving faster, his thrusts becoming harder and quicker until the sound of his hips hitting hers was nearly deafening in the room.

He felt like a beast, rutting into her with abandon, but she only encouraged him with her loud moans and gasps, her hand reaching back to grip the muscle of his thigh, digging in as though she could pull him closer and drive him harder.

“Do you feel how hard I am for you?” he growled in her ear, reaching up from her hip to palm her breast. She cried out, head thrown back on his shoulder again, and he carefully thumbed her nipple, knowing how sensitive she’d been. “How desperate you make me, how I ache for you like I never have another?”

“Corlys,” she rasped, her hips twitching as he pounded into her. “So full of you,” she moaned, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her fingertips white on the headboard where she gripped it, “your cock, your babe, everything, yours.”

“Wife,” he gasped, his balls aching, and he squeezed her breast harder in response, sucking another bruise on her neck. 

She arched her back, a ragged moan in her throat, and the movement pushed the swell of her stomach further into his hand. He tightened his grip on her belly, his hand spanning hipbone to hipbone as he cupped the little life inside, kicking and fluttering and alive and his.

“My babe,” he huffed, the sudden rush of the thought sinking into his mind and throbbing at the base of his cock.

“Your babe,” she echoed, her hand squeezing his thigh. “Your seed took hold, gave me a babe.”

That gave him a heady rush of pride, and a baser wave of virility that ached in his balls. He wouldn’t last long at this pace, her throbbing heat and filthy words, but she was tight around him and her body tense, and he knew she wouldn’t last long either. He reached up from her breast, sliding his hand up the soft skin of her chest to her neck, resting there as his hips moved in a blur. She gasped, a moan vibrating under his palm, and then she reached down past his hand to stroke her clit, her walls pulsing in response and making him groan.

“Yes, touch yourself,” he panted, thrusting impossibly faster. “Make yourself cum, I want to feel you fall apart on my cock.”

She moaned, higher pitched than before, and from that sound alone he knew she was close. He set his jaw in determination, his thrusts becoming shorter as they both barrelled toward the edge.

“Corlys,” she moaned again, her voice barely above a whisper, and he could feel her walls flutter, her hips twitching erratically as she squirmed in his arms.

And then she came, a long, low moan on her lips as her cunt pulsed hotly around him, and he growled at the feeling, turning his head to suck at the hinge of her jaw. His shaft ached, his balls heavy and tight, and with her release clenching around him, he couldn’t hold back. He slammed his hips through two more thrusts before he buried himself inside her, cock twitching, and then he groaned as the tension in his abdomen snapped and he came.

Pleasure shot up his spine with every pulse of his cock, so overwhelming that he worried his knees might give out. Rhaenys sagged in his arms, her hips still twitching with aftershocks of pleasure, and he leaned his forehead on her shoulder, surrounded by her warmth and her scent and the feel of her in his arms.

When his cock had spilled his seed and her breathing had steadied, he ran his hand down to her hip, her hand coming to rest atop the one he still had on her belly. Overwhelmed with emotion, he picked up his head to nuzzle the skin of her neck, kissing down a line of freckles that he knew by heart.

“Corlys,” she murmured softly, almost reverently, turning her head to nuzzle his cheek, and he felt his heart swell in his chest.

“My love,” he murmured back, kissing her again before caressing the swell of her belly again. “My loves. All of you. My family.”

“Darling,” she whispered, such emotion in her voice that Corlys picked up his head to look at her, and found himself, not for the first time, looking upon a goddess. The light of the setting sun streamed in through the window, lighting her in gold, and he thought she must have been crafted by the hands of The Seven themselves. Her eyes were soft and warm, looking green in the golden light, and so full of love that his breath escaped him.

He leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss, chaste in comparison to the urgency of before, but so tender and gentle that he knew he would treasure this one kiss above all others until the day he died.

“I love you,” he whispered against her lips, and he felt his soul warm when she smiled.

“I love you, too.”

[anime-lover-forever-1127]

Werewolf Bites

Ok, here’s the thing with werewolf bites, isn’t it basically like a poison that enters the bloodstream?

So, couldn’t vampire just cut the limb that’s been bitten off? Like before it can spread to the rest of the body. 

And theoretically with enough blood, the limb would re-grow. Even if it didn’t, the odds of keeping a limb vs your life, you’d choose life usually. 

Like with Caroline, you couldn’t because it was on her collarbone and would likely involve cutting her whole head off. But with Damon, it should have been possible. And since he knew what it was, he could have acted fast enough. Like you should at least of 30 seconds, shouldn’t you?

In certain places like: the neck, abdomen or back, it likely wouldn’t be possible. but if it’s on an ankle, wrist, or a limb, you could sever it and prevent the venom from spreading.

Because werewolf venom, wasn’t ever treated like magic, it was always treated as a venom that entered and ‘spread’, so if it could spread, I’m assuming it could be stopped/cut off.

[fantasylover4evr]

Well, looking for a fic again. One where Damon compelled Caroline into killing Mr. Tanner and triggers her werewolf curse. Tiki is a better friend to her than Bonnie and Elena, and the Mikaelson siblings (Kol and Rebekah for sure) find out and try to help her.

[de-lyc-ful]

And just like that, the Broadway run of How To Dance In Ohio has come to a close.

I don’t particularly know what to say, I’ve never been very good at explaining my emotions. I see parts of myself in parts of almost every show I watch, but Ohio is special in the way that I have seen myself in all of the show. Every character, every beat, every song, felt like looking in a mirror. My Ohio art journey started with a (mostly) full cast drawing, so it’s only fair that I close this chapter with another, better one.

Is it perfect? No. Is it accurate? Also no, I drew the characters as werewolves, in what world is that accurate? (I also didn’t draw the stripes on Caroline’s sweater but you’d have to actually pay me to do that) But this is my send off to a wonderful show.

How To Dance In Ohio has brought me so much, even though I only saw it once. It brought me community, it brought me confidence in my work, and it brought me confidence in myself. Ohio has told me that “yes, I can make it, whatever that means to me.”

As a surprise to absolutely nobody because I’m very open about this, I am autistic. And while I am studying to become a concept artist, acting is a dream of mine as well. I’ve been told by my family that I will never be able to do theatre professionally due to my sensory issues, my stubbornness, everything about myself. The Ohio community welcomed me with open arms, told me to dust myself off, and keep going.

I’d like to specifically thank a few people who I’ve had lovely interactions with.

Ashley Wool- You were the one who encouraged me to keep going, to not doubt myself, and to take pride in my work. You were the first person to actually enjoy my art so much that you wanted a print of it, and I am so incredibly grateful for all you’ve done, intentionally or not, to push me to make more art.

Desmond Luis Edwards- You are incredibly funny and I have so much respect for you. I’ve enjoyed our interactions and watching your livestreams and all the delightful people I’ve gotten to meet through them.

Madison Kopec- I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I am mildly frightened by you and I will see every show that I possibly can where you’re in it. Like, holy shit, I can’t begin to explain how in awe I am of your performance. Also your tumblr username makes me laugh.

Imani Russell- Pretty much the same as like I’ve said about Madison, I’m amazed by your performance and I will try to see or at least listen to as many shows that you’re in as I can. However you don’t scare me nearly as much because anyone with an orange cat can’t be scary to me. Your username also makes me laugh. (This paragraph has been edited for spell checking)

Nicole D’Angelo- This dude responded to my tiktok comment right after MIDNIGHT to read a random essay I had written THE DAY BEFORE CLOSING and then had a delightful conversation with me about why Marideth is such a good character. Endless respect and love for them.

Thank you, How To Dance In Ohio. Thank you for everything.

[klausysworld]

Currently starting TVD for im not sure how many times it’s been now and acting unbelievably shocked at every little thing that happens because my life is that fun 🤩

Also like season 1 Elena is so-

I love her??

Now the first maybe 10 ish?? times i watched the vampire diaries i was like a firm Delena stan

Because like

Yanno… YEHA

and then after a while- more recently im like

I dont hate stelena??

Like lowkey first few seasons theyre so sweet

Like idk where to stand on this shit

So mad at the writers for adding in the sire bond thing with Delena in s4 it just fucked my entire dreamland reality of them being solemates

They forced it too much

Anyyyway yeah, just kinda felt like updating you all on my night

Oh AND JENNA??

Like yes fucking please ma’am

Kinda sad Klaus is gonna kill her soon

Well two seasons away

But yanno soon

Anyway should post actual things for you guys to read at some point this week