#Damon x male!reader

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THE FIRST VAMPIRE pt.2 (DAMON SALVATORE)

M/n: Male reader

Word count:

Synopsis: After claiming a place to stay and Matt Donovan you take interest in the new bad boy in town. This is set in series one, episode one

Warnings: blood sucking, 3-way kissing, top!Damon, submissive!Damon, bottom!reader, unprotected sex, rimming

Author Note: This is part of a series where you are an upgraded original vampire in The Vampire Diaries. You can compel anyone and everyone including the originals, witches and hunters. The goal is to fuck everybody in this series while following the timeline of the original series and introducing new characters as they come into the show.

You woke up to the soft sound of Matt, your partner breathing deep while sleeping. Last night was a great night and it only marked the start of your journey to conquer the town of Mystic Falls.

You turned to him and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

“Sleep tight, baby” you whispered as you got up and left.

Last night was amazing but you wanted more. You craved attention, affection and desire. Your lust for men is growing and there’s only one thing to do. Claim someone new.

You walk around the town all day watching the townsmen and finding your next person to fuck. No one yet.

…

The sun set and there was still no one. You could always come back home to Matt, but you want to suprise him, give him someone for when you are away. Someone for you both to play with.

“Ahhhhh” you hear someone scream in the woods. There is a party going on so you assume it’s just a girl having fun. But then you smell blood.

A snack. You think. You zoom over to the woods and find the girl. You notice her from photos in Matts… your house. It’s Matts sister?

You crouch over her body bleeding out. “There’s another vampire in town?” You question. “Awww, what a shame. We can’t let you die, yet”

You get out your phone and call for a paramedic. While waiting there you touch your hands to her bite marks and get some of her blood on you. You then suck your fingers and enjoy the taste of her blood.

SNAP. You hear a twig snap and you get up and turn towards the source. What was once empty space was now a figure in leather. You can’t quite make out who it is.

“I thought that me and my brother were the only bloodsuckers in town.” The figure said. “We can’t let people knowing I’m here, let’s change that.”

With that, the figure picked up a piece of wood and zoomed over to you. You’ve been around thousands of years and nothing catches you off guard. He struggles to impale you in your heart but this is nothing for you, he was strong but but strong enough for you.

With him this close to you, you can see him clearer. He had smooth pale skin and shaggy dark hair. You could smell alcohol on his breath, what’s that? Bourbon.

“You’re strong” he exclaimed. You smiled, enjoying his struggle to hurt you. He will only hurt you when you allow him.

Even though this mysterious man was a vampire, you are the first vampire. An elite type of vampire. The sun does not hurt you. You can compel even the strongest of minds even witches. With this knowledge you look at him in the eyes and start to speak.

“Stop what you are doing. Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. Answer each question truthfully.”

His grip on the piece of wood dropped and so did his grip on you. He stepped back a little to allow you space to move. You circled around him with him staying completely still.

“Who are you?”

“Damon Salvatore” he replied

“How many vampires are there in this town?”

“Just me and my younger brother”

“What are you doing in this town?”

“I am trying to get a vampire named Katherine out of a tomb she in trapped in. And my brother is infatuated with a student who looks just like her”

Interesting. This Damon guy is still frozen you think. And that small drop of the girls blood beside you was not enough.

You stand behind Damon and tilt his head over. You move to his ear and whisper seductively “You’re going to be mine” and then you sink your teeth into his smooth neck.

Damon moans in pain but that only makes you want to drink more. You release your fangs and wipe your mouth. You then move to the front of him and without compelling you say “drink me.”

You tilt your neck and await for his lips to press down on you. Nothing happens.

“You’re going to need your strength back. I’ve got all night. Drink from me” you order.

Reluctantly he moves his head to your neck and gets his teeth out. He then bites into your skin and starts sucking you, draining from you. You enjoy this feeling. You’re in euphoria.

After a while you break his head away from you and look at him. He is still frozen until you say. Your blood is all over his mouth and you go in close and start licking it off his face. He looks at you, not scared but slightly thrilled. This is hot.

“The paramedics will be here for your snack soon. Let’s get out of here.” You lean down to Vicky and compel her to forget everything.

…

“Where are we going?” Damon asked as he is compelled to follow you.

“Your new home” you reply with a smile.

…

“Matt” you shouted as you opened the front door. Boom-boom-boom you hear as Matt comes running down the stairs.

“Hello love” he excitedly said as he came over and kissed you.

“Hello. This is Damon Salvatore. Can he come in? I think he will be a lot of fun”

“Of course. Come in” he said. You all go into the living room and Matt offers you a drink. You accept and go for his neck.

Damon is just stood in the middle of the room. You give Matt another passionate kiss. You are so glad that he is yours.

You turn towards Damon. “I think for you. I’m not going to making you do anything that you don’t want to.” You move closer to him and say into his eyes: “You will give in to every instinct you have deep down. Lust, allure, touch.”

“You will not leave my sight” you say. Damon nods and understands.

“Do you want to fuck me?” You ask.

“No” Damon yelled.

“Well of course not, I haven’t made you want me yet.” You walk towards Matt. “Let’s show him what he’s missing baby”

Matt smiled knowing what was coming. You start making out. His warm lips pressing against you, turning you on. You take Matts top off revealing his sexy body and hard nipples.

You move down to them and start licking them. Both of you make approving noises.

“Fuck yes m/n” Matt exclaimed.

“Mmm-hmmm” you reply still sucking on his nipples.

Damon is still watching, not showing any expression. You go over to him and grabs his crotch.

“Hmm, not fully hard yet but getting there. I know you’ll want me.” You move close to his face and start kissing him. He is resisting but something tells you that he likes it.

While kissing him you gesture Matt to come over. The hot, shirtless jock came over and you started to have a 3-way kiss. There was a noise, so tiny but there. It was the moan from Damon. He was resisting less, giving in to his desires.

You moved your hands onto Damon’s chest. His muscle-fit black t-shirt was showing off his incredible muscles and pecs. Your fingers slid onto his nipples and you gave them a tug.

“Ughhh” Damon moaned and with that you took full control of the kiss. You slid your tongue into his mouth and he didn’t resist at all. You’ve won. Matt went out knowing to leave you two alone. Just you and Damon alone in the room.

You carry on kissing as Damon allowed you to unbutton his jeans. He then took them off leaving him just in his tight top and his underwear.

“Hmmm. I think we’ll leave your top on, it’s hotter.” You tell him. Your hands travel from his nipples to his now hard dick hidden underneath his black underwear.

His heart skipped a beat when you touched his goods.

“Do you want me to suck you off?” You ask.

“Yes” Damon said very quickly.

“Well, if you insist” you say as you lower down to your knees.

With his underwear still on you start kissing softly the outline of his dick. You know it is going to be a good one. After about 10 gentle kisses you finally give in and take his underwear off revealing his hard 8 inch penis. This was the biggest one you’ve ever seen. You even gasped at the size of it.

You grabbed onto his dick and slowly took the tip inside your mouth. You moved your tongue around inside your mouth making his entire tip wet.

You then decided to go deeper. You opened your mouth wider and started to go down on him. His cock tasted so good in your mouth. It was where it belonged.

Damon started thrusting his hips forward and back deeper into your throat. You started gagging as he kept going deeper and deeper inside you. He was really enjoying this and you didn’t even have to compel him to force him. You simply allowed him to be who he really was deep down.

His wet dick carried on thrusting into you until you wanted more. You stood up and asked “Do you want your dick inside my hole now?”

“Oh yes please” he said. He then leaned in for a kiss and this shocked you.

“What? Do you not want that?” He asked.

“I do. It’s just. I wasn’t expecting you to want me so much.” You say pleased.

He smiled an evil smile and and started to undress you. In a flash you were fully naked and facing each other. He turned you around and you dropped your hands onto the couch so that you were bending over and your arse was exposed.

You laughed as you just let him take over. Before you knew it Damon was leaning down and his face was in your arse crack. He started sniffing and licking all at the same time. This felt exhilarating.

Lick lick. Your arse was being devoured and you was enjoying every second.

Then for a few seconds the licking stopped. Just as you were about to turn round to see what was going on you felt his long dick enter you so smoothly and so suddenly.

You yelped out in pleasure as you tensed your hole around his dick making him moan. There was no going slowly for Damon. He was all the way in and out of you 3 times a second. He was so skilled and fast you knew he was a good choice.

After a while in that position he ejected from you and you turned around to lay on the couch. Damon followed you down and grabbed your legs as he pulled your hole towards him.

Your cheeks were spread waiting for him to re-enter you again and he happily obliged. Again you both moaned from the pleasure of each other. He lowered onto you and started to kiss again.

He carried on kissing you and exploring your mouth while he was pounding you so quickly. His raw dick inside you felt so good it brought you immense pleasure.

Faster and faster he went.

“I’m gonna cum” Damon yelled.

“Do it. Do it inside of me.” You begged.

And within a matter of seconds, Damon’s warm seed oozed inside of you. 5 full loads of white treasure explored deeper inside you. You felt each load as it shot out of Damon.

You both moaned at each load from the joy it brought you. It seemed to last an eternity. You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him close.

“You’re mine.” You say.

“I’m yours” he replies.

“And just to make sure…” you start to compel him, “you will do everything I say. You belong to me. You are mine. Your sole purpose is to please and serve me.”

“Yes Master” he replied as he collapsed on top of you panting.

Who next you thought. Maybe that brother?

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Damon: "Hey, Y/N. I heard you're good at sucking cock. Is that true?" *He smirks*

Y/N: *Smirks as well* "It's true. Just ask your brother or Elijah Mikaelson."

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[cece693]

You Call That Love? (Damon Salvatore x Male Reader)

Because I don't see many Damon Salvatore x male reader posts, I decided to write one myself. You can't convince me that Damon hasn't had male lovers before.

Summary: Elena tries to get with Damon but soon realizes he has moved on—with m/n of all people.

Their lips moved in a frenzied dance, hands tearing at each other's clothes in a passionate embrace when the gasp of a familiar, bothersome human interrupted their intense makeout session. Looking up at Elena with an annoyed expression, m/n rolled his eyes before sitting upright, allowing Damon to hastily put his shirt back on. It wasn't for Elena's sake, because, frankly, he couldn't care less about her feelings, but M/n was a fiercely jealous man. He wouldn't give Elena even a glimpse of what was solely his. 

"Why?" she whispered pathetically, her brown eyes tearing up while looking at Damon as if he had just killed her parents. "I thought we had something—"

Unable to contain his laughter, m/n released a hearty chuckle. "Why, Miss Elena?" he mocked "I distinctly remember you bragging about your relationship with Stefan not even a week ago. What happened? Trouble in paradise?" Feeling Damon's arms wrap around his middle, m/n cuddled against Damon's front, allowing the vampire to take what he needed.

M/n wasn't naive to the fact that Damon still harbored some feelings for Elena, although the nature of said feelings had changed. So, just for him, m/n would step back and allow things to run their course.

"You don't know anything," Elena hissed, her eyes narrowing at m/n with utter hatred. Ever since he stepped foot into Mystic Falls, her life changed for the worse: Bonnie and Caroline finally stood their ground and told Elena they didn't want to be involved in her problems. Recently, Stefan and she broke up; Stefan, noticing the eerie similarities between Katherine and Elena as of late, decided to break the cycle and began dating Caroline. But, worst of all, when Elena finally (or rather knew she had no other option) admitted she loved Damon, the vampire disregarded her confession, telling her he'd moved on—with m/n of all people.

"Elena," Damon's stern tone caused the girl to break eye contact and look expectantly at the vampire. A part of her still hoped Damon would realize the mistake he was making, but as the vampire continued talking, hope vanished. "I don't love you. M/n made me realize that what we had was toxic and borderline obsessive. Being with Stefan, then me, Matt—that isn't love."

"Don't try to tell me how I feel," Elena exclaimed. "I'm sorry it took me such a long time to realize my feelings, but you can't tell me what I feel for you isn't valid." Feeling bold, Elena stepped forward, about to touch Damon and reel him back into her web of manipulation, when m/n had enough and pinned the human to the wall, his hand on her throat. Uncaring if she could breathe, m/n felt this was sufficient punishment for Elena, thinking she could touch what was his. 

Elena gasped for breath as m/n's grip tightened, her eyes widening with fear. M/n's voice sliced through the air like a blade, each word carrying the weight of resentment.

"You thought you could have it all, didn't you?" he sneered, his cold e/c eyes piercing into hers. "Stefan, Damon, and whoever else caught your fleeting attention. You don't care about anyone other than yourself. Where was this love when Damon was begging you to choose him? Your exact words were nobody could love a monster like you. And now you want to rewrite history? He's with me now, and I suggest you come to terms with that."

With a final, disdainful glance, m/n released his grip on Elena's throat. "You're twisting everything!" she exclaimed after regaining composure, her voice strained. "You don't know the whole story. What Damon and I have is real."

As Elena struggled to defend herself, Damon's expression shifted with each word she uttered. At first, her claim to have loved him drew a flicker of skepticism in his eyes. However, as she delved into the reasons for denying his love, a mix of hurt and anger played across his features. "I loved him, but he was too caught up in his own darkness to see it."

Damon's jaw tightened, and his eyes flashed with a wounded expression. It was as if her words had scraped at an old wound, reawakening the pain of rejection. "People change, m/n. Damon could have changed for me." The pair of vampires now stared in disbelief. How had Elena managed to turn herself into a victim in this situation?

"Change? Is that what you call it?" Damon's retort cut through the air like a cold gust of wind, his voice edged with bitterness. His eyes, once clouded with hurt, now blazed with a fiery resolve. "You left, Elena. You chose someone else. You choose Stefan." M/n, standing beside Damon, could sense the raw emotion emanating from the vampire, a poignant mixture of anger and hurt.

"M/n accepted me for who I am," Damon continued, his voice steady and absolute. "He didn't demand that I change, mold myself into someone more palatable to fit your version of love. You can't rewrite history just because you don't like the ending."  

Frustration etched across Elena's face. "Fine, have it your way," she spat, casting one last resentful glance at Damon and m/n before storming out of the house, the door slamming shut behind her. Even as the sound of Elena's car drew farther away from the boarding house, Damon's eyes lingered on the closed door. 

M/n turned to Damon, his gaze softening as he assessed his lover beside him. "You okay?" he asked, his voice gentle yet filled with genuine concern.

Damon's eyes, focused on the closed door, shifted to m/n. The heaviness that lingered in his eyes was replaced by an unspoken acceptance that this chapter of his life had closed. "Yeah," he replied, "Thanks for handling that."

M/n nodded, his expression conveying understanding. "You know I've got your back, always." Damon's eyes softened, a subtle warmth replacing the tension that had gripped him moments before. He didn't need grand gestures or elaborate confessions; the simplicity of m/n's words told him everything he needed to know.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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Jealousy

Word count: 1,145

Warnings: jealous sex, dom Damon, blowjob Damon receiving/giving male reader giving/receiving, ass eating, blood, fingering. He calls you sweetheart, dom Damon, sub Male reader

M/n: male name

GIF not mine

You wait patiently for your boyfriend Damon outside of your school, “hey M/n” you turn around and see Jacob, one of your teammates “hey Jacob” “who are you waiting on?” “My boyfriend” “you know I can give you a ride home” he leans in closer towards you. You hear a honk and turn to see the familiar blue car “that’s him, bye Jacob” you turn and begin to walk towards Damon’s car “later M/n”

You step into the car and turn to kiss Damon, you pull away from the kiss and Damon begins to drive “who’s that?” “My teammate” after a few minutes of silence you turn on the radio and begin to play some music. You watch as the familiar buildings begin to appear signaling that you were almost home. You watch as Damon miss is a turn “my house is that way Damon” you point to the right “you’re not going home M/n”

You hear that he sounds upset, you guys begin to drive away further from town. After a few minutes you make it into a dirt path. Damon’s car finally comes to a stop on the side of the road “what are we doing here” you turn to look at him and watch as he pulls your face into a heated kiss. After a few minutes you pull away and Damon begins to suck your neck “you belong to me M/n” “I belong to you”

You feel as he begins to scrape his fangs over your neck “can I?” “Yes” you feel as he sinks his teeth into your neck and begins to suck your blood “mhm” you grip the car seat from the pain, after a few seconds the pain begins to turn into pleasure. He pull away from your neck satisfied, you watch as he bites his wrist and brings it up to your mouth.

You slowly open your mouth and begin to taste the metallic blood “mmmhm” “you like my blood” you nod, he pulls his wrist from your mouth. You look into his ocean blue eyes “I’m sorry but I’m going to have to punish you M/n” “please do Damon” you watch as he begins to undo his jeans and he pulls out his cock “you know what to do sweetheart”

You take his cock into your hands and begin to slowly take him in your mouth, “mmm just like that” you feel as he pushes your head further so you take more of his cock into your mouth. You feel as he grips your head and begins to thrust into your mouth “fuck” he delivers one final thrust into your mouth before finally allowing you up for some air.

You look up at him and watch as he’s smiling “that’s so hot M/n, let’s take this to the back seat” you watch as he pulls his pants up and the two of you walk out of his car and into the back seat “take your clothes off” the two of you begin to remove your clothes. Once you're fully naked Damon grabs your legs and brings them up towards your chest.

You watch as he look at you “what a pretty hole” he spits into your hole and takes one of his fingers and begins to slowly insert it into you “mmhm” he removes his fingers from your hole and begins to lower his face into it. He bites the underside of your thigh making sure not to draw any blood “mmhm Damon” “you like that”

You nod “I fucking love it” he laps his tongue over your hole before shoving his face into your hole. You close your eyes tightly as he begins to eat your ass, “Da-Damon please” he removes his face from your ass “please what” “fuck me” “but I like seeing you like this all desperate for my cock” you let out a small wine “please”

“I don’t think so M/n” he lets go of your legs and sets them on his shoulders, he takes your cock in his hands before sliding his tongue from your balls all the way to your tip “mmm” “you ready” “ye-“ he takes your cock in his mouth before you finish your sentence. You throw your head back gripping his head with your thighs, your trail your hand through his hair as he begins to bob his head up and down.

“Mmhm close” he takes your cock out of his mouth “oh god Damon” “you can’t cum yet M/n” he sits and begins to pull you on top of him. You wrap your hands around his neck “im going to fucking destroy you hole” “please do” he slaps his cock near your entrance and after a few minutes you begin to sink on his cock. You lay your forehead on his moaning “I fucking love the sounds you make M/n” you smile.

You begin to slowly roll your hips on his cock loving how he throws his head back, you arch your back and begin to raise your hips up before slapping them back down. He looks at you loving how you were fucking your self on his cock, he begsin to trail his thumb on your neck before slowly pulling your neck closer towards his mouth. You feel as he sinks his fangs into your neck causing you to moan even louder.

You feel as blood begins to trail down your neck, Damon pulls away from your neck and pulls you into a kiss. You moan into each others mouths and you taste your blood in his mouth, you pull away from the kiss “fuck me Damon I want you to be rough” you feel as he grips your hips and raises you over his cock.

“You ready” you nod and you feel as he begins to thrust into your hole at an alarming rate, you can feel as he constantly hits your prostate with his cock “Aahh” “that’s it baby” you dig your nails into Damon’s shoulder as you feel your climax approaching “close” you take your cock in your hands and begin to jerk yourself off. After a few minutes you finally cum all over Damon’s chest “mmhm” Damon continues to thrust into you after your orgasam clearly chasing his own high.

“Fuck” he delivers one final thrust into you cumming deep inside of you “fuck” you stay on top of him moving some strands of hair from his forehead “you know you don’t have to get jealous” “I know, I can’t help it. It always leads to jealous sex and I love jealous sex” you smile and lean in to kiss him “I know” you slowly raise your hips up and sit next to him “can we go to your place?” He turns to look at you “what ever you want M/n” and pulls you into a kiss.

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Never To Plan

Klaus Mikaelson!Father X Son!Reader Damon Salvatore X Male!Reader

Word Count: 1069

Requested: @emaz-0225

Request: Hello I love your work but can you do a imagine where your the son of Katherine and Klaus and your just like them and your best friend is Kai Parker and your trying to get him out of the Prison World. You come into Mystic Falls and you See your old friend Stefan Dating your moms look alike and you fall for Damon and you guys start dating. Klaus comes into town and your thrown into WWW 3 so you go to Europe and then called back to the drama when Hayley is pregnant and you get along with Josh and Hayley and Davina but when Hope is born you sacrifice yourself to The crazy Aunt but you find out Damon is with Elena now and you turn off your emotions

You had come to Mystic Falls in search of a way to get your friend out of the Prison World but you ended up getting a little side tracked with Damon Salvatore catching your attention your plan stopped dead in it’s tracks, well kind of, you were still looking for ways to get him out but you were hitting more roadblocks then you wanted. That being said the real problem was your father, you were thrown into a fight you wanted no part in and so with no way to save both sides you take a step back and instead go to Europe in hopes of getting your search for Kai back on track and finding what you had really travelled all this time for.

That was how you found yourself in a small cafe in the east of London on the phone to your father who was in New Orleans “well what a surprise, I didn’t expect to hear from you.” You said as you answered the call. “I need your help.” He said. “Is that so?” You asked, taking a sip of the hot drink in front of you as you winked at the waitress who brought it over. “You have a sister.” He said. “You know that doesn’t surprise me.” You mumbled, you could feel his glare from across the sea. “What does that mean?” He asked. “We both know what that means.” You shuffled in your seat “what does your daughter have to do with me? What do you suddenly need your estranged son for?” “I need to show someone what a true king looks like and what his prince is capable of.” Klaus answered. “This king is you?” You downed the last of the drink before nodding in thanks to the girl who had served you before standing up. “And you, the prince.” Klaus confirmed. “No need to flatter me your highness, I know I’m only a prince in name.” You said as you walked back to the hotel that you were staying in. “Then prove to them that you are not.” He hung up the phone after that.

When you got to New Orleans a lot had already happened but the only thing that you did know was that it was that your father offered you a chance to make a mess and you had been bored for a few months now. “So you’re Marcellus, correct?” You asked as you looked at the man standing in the middle of the courtyard. “Who are you?” He asked. “(Y/N).” Rebekah said from her place next to Marcel. “Auntie Bekah, don’t tell me you’d abandon your family for a man?” You teased as you stepped closer. “He thinks that you would be enough to beat every vampire in this city?” Marcel asked, drawing your attention back to him. “Sunshine, I was born better than any vampire, werewolf or witch that you can throw at me but please do try.” You smirked “where are your forces anyway I’m itching to snap a neck and if it’s not them it will be you.” Someone grabbed you from behind, throwing you back into the wall “here we go.” You easily ripped apart the first few men next attacking together and getting a few hits in before you took them down, your hand in the chest of the last to attack you before you heard. “Hold on a moment.” Klaus said as he walked into the room “Marcel it seems that your men aren’t up to the challenge.” “Klaus.” Marcel glared. “Here I have a coin!” Klaus put it down on the floor “whoever picks up this coin will be spared his game!” “Game?” You squeezed the heart that resided in the chest you had punched through “I don’t think they are having much fun.” “But you are.” Klaus smirked, your eyes drawn to Rebekah as she whispered something to Marcel, you watched carefully as he stepped forward and bent, picking up the coin, you smirked as you pulled your hand from the man's chest and let him fall. “Nicely done your highness, I’ll be leaving then?” You asked and Klaus smirked. “Why would the prince leave his kingdom?”

It was years before real trouble found your family, you don’t know why it took so long but as your aunt claimed right to you or your sister, you decided that it would be you that she took, you had no intention of giving someone else in your place and so you left with her before anyone could stop you.

You honestly expected it to take longer, for her to break you but it only took her a few weeks to find out what you had left for your family what you hoped to one day go back to and took you to Mystic Falls told you to go and see the man that you had left, you walked into the boat house happier than you had in years and it was torn from you in seconds “(Y/N)?” Damon asked, you swallowed as you looked between the two, Damon and Elena more friendly then they were when you had left. “How long?” You asked. “(Y/N)-” “How long?” You asked again, fists curled so tight that you thought you might break your own hand. “You know what it doesn’t matter because I was told by so many people that you would break me-” “Break you!?” Damon asked. “You were the one that left!” “To protect every one of you because if my father had made me fight with him, you would have likely been the only one I would have convinced him to leave alive.” You answered. “Nice to know that you can think the worst of me.” “I-” “You had everything that I had left to give so if you’ll excuse me I have a prison to get back to.” You muttered. “(Y/N) wait!” Elena was the one that called out this time but when you turned back they all saw it, the dead look behind your eyes. “If you ever come near me again, either one of you, I will take the part of you that you love the most and twist it into your worst nightmare.” You threatened. “Come (Y/N), we have work to do.” Dahlia said as she gestured for you to follow her, you turned leaving the two alone in the house.

*Part 2*

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[ilovelosermen69]

Can't believe I just found out the guy who played Lester Sinclair did the voice for Kabal in the 2021 Mk movie

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Unexpected Connection - Elena Gilbert x reader

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The quaint town of Mystic Falls held more secrets than anyone could fathom. You found yourself drawn there, not knowing why, until fate brought you face-to-face with Elena Gilbert. The moment your eyes met, a spark of recognition passed between you, as if destiny had orchestrated this meeting.

Elena welcomed you into her circle of friends, introducing you to the enigmatic Salvatore brothers, Stefan and Damon. As days turned into nights, you felt a magnetic pull towards Elena. There was an unspoken connection, something deeper than friendship, though you couldn't decipher it.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, you and Elena found yourselves on the Gilbert porch, gazing at the stars. The air was charged with the kind of tension that precedes life-altering moments.

"Elena," you began hesitantly, "there's something about this place… about you. It's like I've known you forever, even though we've only just met."

Elena's gaze turned intense, searching your eyes for answers. "I feel it too," she admitted. "It's as if our paths were meant to cross."

The truth hung unspoken between you: the mystical currents of Mystic Falls had bound you together in a way that defied logic.

As weeks passed, you and Elena's connection deepened. You spent your days researching the town's history, stumbling upon ancient texts that hinted at a prophecy involving a stranger who would bring both salvation and danger to Mystic Falls.

One evening, Stefan revealed that a powerful vampire coven had caught wind of the prophecy and believed you were the key to unlocking it. Danger loomed, threatening not only the town but also the fragile bond you'd formed with Elena.

Facing the unknown, you and Elena stood side by side. You trained with the Salvatores, honing your skills in preparation for the inevitable confrontation. Amidst the chaos and fear, your feelings for Elena grew stronger. She was your anchor, your solace in the storm.

In the midst of battle, as you fought alongside Elena against the vampire coven, her strength and determination ignited a fire within you. When the dust settled, and the danger was vanquished, Elena turned to you, her eyes filled with a mix of relief and something more.

With the moon hanging in the sky, its gentle light casting a glow over Mystic Falls, Elena stepped closer to you. "I can't deny it anymore," she whispered, her voice soft but resolute. "I've fallen for you, in ways I can't explain."

Your heart raced as you looked into her eyes, seeing your own feelings reflected back. "Elena," you confessed, "from the moment I met you, I felt a connection that defied reason. I'm in love with you."

In that vulnerable moment, surrounded by the remnants of battle, you sealed your confession with a kiss—a promise of all the unspoken words, shared experiences, and emotions that had grown between you.

As the town of Mystic Falls began to heal from the wounds of the supernatural conflict, you and Elena continued to fall deeper for each other. The bond that fate had woven between you proved unbreakable, and together, you faced the unknown with unwavering courage, knowing that whatever the future held, you would face it together.

THE END

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[diorncoke]

Your my little sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey⋆˙𖤓⟡˙⋆ (1/2)

🫧⋆｡°✩ summary: in the moments of being under the influence of a man who averaged out the death rate of an entire state, Stefan is tangled in finding a comfortable home for a sweet girl who has the status he hadn’t heard about in centuries.

authors note: goddess, i had a fanfic about this years ago, and i didn’t go anywhere with it. so here is that tiny space in my brain that wanted to post this :) — word count: 7.8k

🌞 characters: the vampire diaries \ college au! , jeremy gilbert , / x black! fem! little! reader .☀︎ ݁ ˖

🌞 content warning(s): no set plot line, some use of y/n, talks of anxiety attacks, reader is a wolf pup, stefan & damon being big brothers, baby babbles, ¡male lactation!, use of rattles (i want one so bad), fluff, mentions of weapons, bottles, nesting, swearing, protective tatted jeremy, littles are knowledgeable, cliche asf ;) — third person pov!

🌞 before reading: her outfit, pjs & bottle , https://pin.it/2eS7TCc , https://pin.it/5VSFrm0 https://pin.it/4DQNyfF

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ The sun reached its peak before completely shining on the state of Michigan, New Orleans, specifically in the small town area of an infamous bar owned by the well-known witch in the area. Gloria is a flamboyant soothsayer, and many would describe her as charmingly intelligent with looks that have the appearance of only being forty years old. Though she wasn't anywhere near, she was more than a hundred years old, though she was not immortal.

She held the tasks of the spirits coursing through her fingers that allowed her to create many mixtures to slow down the aging she would have been subjected to. The world she accepted was due to her knowledge of mystical objects and the magical arts she knew best.

In the area, the day was ending, while for Gloria, it was just the beginning of a long day of watching the town folk drink themselves silly at barely noon. She began by noting out the invention from last night and checking for any fruit flies that tried to find homes in her classic liquor bottles. With her wooden clipboard, she walked around the remaining spaces behind the bar running her own rancid on the boxes. Considering it to be finalized, she threw the clipboard inside a drawer before pulling out a wine glass before she eventually poured herself a small glass of Chardonnay.

She held the tasks of the spirits coursing through her fingers that allowed her to create many mixtures to slow down the aging she would have been subjected to. The world she accepted was due to her knowledge of mystical objects and the magical arts she knew best.

The witch felt the vibrant flavour of the white wine flourish against her dry thirst perfectly. She could age the wine with access to the best wineries in the area; who would care for this damned bar like her if she wasn’t alive. With a deep breath, she gathered the bottle and glass to its rightful place, still tasting the sweet tangle in her mouth before she took it upon herself to unlock the doors without having to walk over.

She began to walk against the bar edge before she heard the bell on the top of the door ring announcing its presence to the owner. Her back faced the bar top, placing tiny red straws into cups. It had only been a few minutes of opening before she felt folks pouring in; her bar was a classic spot with plenty of folks from over a hundred years ago still coming in and out. The perks of knowing a witch in the area to keep her young, she couldn’t imagine the looks of her ancestors as they watched her as closely helping wolves and a select few humans.

She smiled to herself, thinking of her past family before she took it upon herself to drown herself in an ageless potion to pause her aging, though she knew it would catch up to her eventually. Thinking so profoundly, the hairs on the back of her neck formed a light chilling breeze feeling the presence of something beyond human. Gloria was adept at reading people and the energy they gave off into the world; she had to. Bad energy minimizes the effect on the corners of the bar she saged with.

“What brings you here? You brought a friend, I see.” She announced her knowledge to the being before she could even turn around to face him. She plopped her hand around the cups of straws to place them behind her to the top above the seating arrangements for customers.

Gloria looked up towards the infamous Klaus Mikaelson in all his glory; she didn’t have to try and give off confidence as she held the powers of her ancestors. With one flick of her wrist, he would be forced out of her bubble alongside his friend without a second thought. She took in his body language, the glint of desperation in his eyes, looking behind to the clear picture of him and the former man she had known as Stefan Salvatore. A ruthless man who forced a man to drink his wife’s blood while they laughed, though from the look of him. He looked dazed and under Klaus’ compulsion. A clear abuse of power right in front of her. The damned wolf needed something from her, witches were always pulled into vampire drama.

Before she could ask what the infamous Klaus needed. He beat her to it.

“I need help locating a certain necklace. That my dear sister lost.” The sister in question scoffed from the front door of the bench she crossed her legs against. Gloria crossed her arms, hearing the beginning banter of the sibling just like they did in the 20s. She flared her eyebrows towards the hybrid, reminding him that he genuinely wanted something from her; he would need to be serious with her. If not, get the fuck out of her bar and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

“Hmm. Give me your hand, sweetheart.” Gloria raised her hand, awaiting the vampire to do so. The sooner she did this, the quicker she could get them out and away from her upstairs home. She grasped the soft blonde’s bloodied hand into her own, instantly feeling the dark shadows of the vampire's mind. Her first heartbreak being of a father’s betrayal, brushing his children as though they were nothing. That said, she was only here on behalf of her brother and the undying love she mindlessly had for Stefan. With a deep breath, she placed herself into the powers the necklace had for itself, scouring into the universe, looking for its source before her search stopped. She had placed the energy perfectly in a matter of time.

“There’s a girl with her friends.” However, she got more than she liked to lead. The perfect carbon copy of the woman known back then as Katerina Petrova wearing the original witches necklace dangling between her chest as her friends watched her stir a pot of chilli. The atmosphere surrounding the doppelgänger when dark as she placed herself in her energy bubble, burning the girl's flesh harshly before her ancestors pushed her out of the vision. She opened her eyes, feeling goosebumps erupting between their hands across the til of the bar.

“Yes, a dead girl with dead friends if I don’t get my necklace,” Rebekah spoke out, still feeling Gloria's hand intertwined with her own. Before the witch let go of her, standing further back from the trio of vampires. The feeling she received was not something she was used to when it came to doing spells. It was dark; even though she fused into old voodoo, this was something she wouldn’t allow herself to tap into. Regardless of what the damned wanted her to do, she needed a plan. It wasn’t only her that needed protecting.

“That’s all I got. Just images. I need more time.” Gloria truly believed she had the upper hand in giving the vampires what they wanted. She needed time, so she pursued Stefan to understand why she did what she did. In hopes, he would take in the reader who lay sleeping in the connected house without a care in the world. Continuing the notion of confidence placed her hand on the same glass she had only placed underneath the bar top. She pushed the glass of wine in between her lips and drank. Though it did nothing to tolerate her nerves, it tasted good. From the glasses eye, she watched Klaus debate giving her what she wanted before Stefan took it upon himself to take the attention away from the witch.

“Hey, you know, why don’t we just come back later? I’m hungry. I’ll let you pick who we eat.” Stefan filled the void with an enthusiastic voice while walking to the front door. Knowing the siblings weren’t looking, he scrunched his eyebrows towards the drinking witch, understanding without much words from the way her heart was beating. Stefan couldn’t help but want to know more, regardless of the circumstances of his humanity that was destroyed like a light switch. When he looked at the witch, it reminded him of Elena, the desperate look behind her chocolate brown eyes that wanted nothing more than to embrace in her soft hug. Stefan knew it wouldn’t be the same after turning the one thing that brought everything back on, but this was the first step. He wouldn’t be the man he was being compelled by.

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ It was effortless to make the Mikaelsons believe Stefan had betrayed the bonded trust of what Klaus mistook as a friendship. He forgot the truth of their connection is a clear abuse of power in the twenties and used his vampirism to create fantasies that fuelled his instincts he knew deep down were of his true nature. Although it made Gloria sick to her stomach, the feeling that he could rip her throat out in the second of vulnerability. She still took the correct herbs and mashed them grinding bowl speaking to the ancestors above with nothing but salted intentions in her words.

She created a sinister scenario that led the siblings in thinking the vampire had fled to find refuge in an unfamiliar place they would seek for enough time too distracted by petty things to realize Stefan was in the outs of Michigan. A lengthy time before her dear one would be blessed in sanctuary from the darkness of that damned hybrid. Though here she was in front of the door that reminded her of what could change the rest of her life and sharing that with a vampire was something she never expected. When she first met the reader she had all intentions of harming her as she wasn’t welcomed in a place she sacrificed everything for.

All the ageless nights to be disrupted by a broken window and shattered glass she refused to let the reader allow to seep her bare feet into. She had no shoes. Gloria took a deep breath and reminded herself of the severity of the current situation.

“Stefan, do you understand that in these circumstances, I will kill you with my bare hands if she is not taken to safety? Right?” Gloria has no room for doubt or frolicking regarding the very thing behind this door. The witch was not one to keep the reader so hidden for a long duration; it was perfect, though; she had a late night practicing her shifting abilities. The memory caught her in a frenzy of smiles before the witch remembered to unlock the multiple locks on the flowery door across the stairs to the bar.

“Of course. I remember you. I’m sure you’ll do much worse. I want to understand why you have chosen me?” Stefan asked hesitantly, leaning next to the door and awaiting the dreaded conversation between them. The vampire watched her fumble with the keys to each lock before beginning the discussion. He blinked softly, crossing his arms against his chest.

“You can be good for her. Or I trust you will find someone who is. My aging remedies can’t stop the aging from catching up to me much longer. I’m getting too old to take care of her.” Anyone in the listening distance could hear the pain straining in her voice, thinking of leaving this world before she could help her little one find herself again and have the ability to be small. Gloria placed the multiple keys into the loop of her denim jeans, giving Stefan one last look over. She wanted her words to linger in his senses; this was impotent to her and her ancestors. She would not give them the impression of disappointment.

The supernatural entities heard the locks click into the ears before Gloria pushed the door open lightly, not wanting to scare the little one behind it if she had still been sleeping.

Stefan stopped in his tracks and recalled a developing scent of wolf pups that was still undergoing growth before he could get a glimpse of them. It wafted into his sensitive nostrils before he took a deep breath taking in the sweet flowery scent wanting to keep it under his nose for the rest of his immortal life. It was divine and filled with life, something he couldn’t quite comprehend behind what he surrounded himself.

Gloria looked behind her, taking in the vampire's reaction to her little one. She smiled before clicking the light switch that only turned on the fairy lights across the walls, as the pup was quite sensitive to light fixtures that beamed into her eyes. The colourful area of strawberry shortcake decor covered the entirety of the room she could barely remember the colour of the walls or floor presences to her.

The witch took a light step towards the bed covered in plushies that the reader loved to cuddle against and scent. Her favourite one to do so was of a cow named Print; he was a special thing that if you pushed a button on his foot, his stomach lit up with stars on the ceiling. Close enough to the pup, she removed the picnic table printed blanket from the reader's sleeping state. Anyone could tell she was still a pup as she didn’t wake up alarmed by others entering her room.

Gloria looked to the side of her to see the pup she had been trying to wake up with tender swats on her back and bum. Her pretty doe ( eye colour ) opened up to the familiar face above her cradling face.

“Who is she? I haven’t seen littles in centuries. How did you find her?” Stefan hadn’t uttered a word in some time. He couldn’t bring himself to. He couldn’t vaguely remember when everyone had taken in people with smaller headspaces to fill the void for the undermining issue of no children for quite a while. The man stepped into the occupied territory before closing the door quietly, letting the question linger for an answer to meet.

“Hm. Her name is y/n. The poor thing was sent to kill me. Many folks in her pack believed she was an abomination and sent her to kill a witch. They hoped I would kill her. Boy, were they wrong? I fell in love with taking care of her. I don’t have any children of my own, you see.” Gloria believed the spirits called the reader to herself, guiding her through the hardships of life til she finally found someone who cared for her. Which is why she is the woman she is today. Gloria glanced towards the girl before taking a deep breath, knowing Stefan was not here to hear the whole story. However, she might have been wrong. The heavy vampire's eyes glanced at her baby beyond anything she had seen from the first time she met him. It was soft but short, knowing he had a reputation to uphold despite having no humanity.

“What happened to this pack?”

“I burned every single one of them to the bone. It took a lot, but I did it to protect her.” Gloria smiled, maneuvering the little so she rested against her shoulders rather than flush on her lap and pillow. She pushed her nose against her freshly washed hair, breathing in the brisk relaxing air surrounding her. It calmed her down in ways she didn’t know; coming into this room was a breath of fresh air. She would miss the comfort of her.

“I’ve kept her far too long from a pack. She needs one, Stefan. She won’t survive much longer with just me.” Before the vampire could speak, she quickly stated how long the reader had been away from the ritual of piling clothing and items; she loved to create the perfect area for a quiet hibernation. The reader's old pack was big on the little ones to ensure they were comforted in ways that some had seen as prehistoric for this day in age. Doing so was the first time in years of waiting to be found by Gloria that she created a nest. Gloria grimaced, feeling the painful memories of her pup during the nightly hour of how she craved to cuddle into her neck and scent her as pack members did.

“I will help you. I know someone who will take her in.” He heard her plead, thinking someone he had broken the heart of would understand his place in the vampire empire. He would beg on his knees to Elena after seeing the beautiful little creature grasping Gloria’s hand. Though, deep down this would be the perfect distraction to his whereabouts if they had a little one to take care of.

Stefan watched the witch place her black nail tapping the pup's squished face against her shoulder as she blinked slowly and softly, taking in the presence and warmth through the connected skin. The yawn, so simple yet cute from her chest, left a pout on her lips from the dryness that came with it. The blanket was sitting perfectly, squished around her legs and stomach though he could still see the flare of freckles on the reader's shoulders and stomach that were out, dancing for his eyes to consume. The vampire was attentive to everything she did, including the deafness of not hearing Gloria introducing him to the wolf before him. Eventually, seeing her ( eye colour ) eyes turn towards his own with a hint of curiosity. All he could do was place his sweaty hand on his pants to get rid of the wetness that came with being in this room.

“H-hello.” He called to her, seeing her sit up more comfortably in Gloria's lap. She fiddled with the hair in braids with her pink-coated fingers, twirling around each lock before she gave the courage to smile at the man. Before she eventually hid her face into Gloria's shoulders with a giggle. She was adorable in his eyes, though he wasn’t sure what to do. Was he supposed to continue standing awkwardly, or maybe he should sit on the chair on the opposing side of the bed? Though he didn’t sit unknowingly for long as Gloria picked up on his hesitance.

“You can sit. She’ll want to scent you eventually. If that’s alright?” Gloria asked, hoping it would be something he was comfortable with; it was something she did as not only a greeting but a nighttime routine when it came to accompanying a new member. They watched her lean away from the witch's lap and chest, awaiting Stefan to grasp her hand into his own. In doing so, she couldn’t help but try and place his hand close to the bottle that was empty on the side table he was sitting beside. She was building up quite an appetite.

“H-Hi.” She made sure to use her manners like Miss Gloria taught her. Her voice came out much more reluctant than she anticipated, she hadn’t seen many visitors in her time here. Most of the time she played by herself in her room or sometimes watched the people of New Orleans walk the street at nighttime. She gazed upon the burly man, taking in his presence that made her wolf whine on the inside. Something about his scent notified her that there was a part of him missing. Before she could dwell longer her mama interrupted her train of thoughts.

“Would you like to feed her?” The witch questioned, hoping he would, it was unfortunate, but she would have to understand she would no longer be the one to take care of the reader. Her heart was crushed just thinking about removing the littles' favourite pieces in the room condensed into a tote bag within the hour. Smiling sadly at the precious pup in her arms playing with the vampire's fingers, she distracted herself by creating a bottle of pure milk into the once empty one on the side table.

“Up and about. There you go, my little love.”

Stefan smiled for the first time in a while since he had given his humanity to Klaus without repercussions or any thoughts filling his mind thinking of the death of the love of his life. Before he could think further he felt the flush of the wolf's head find its way to his shoulders awaiting the bottle he held with no use from him. The previous scent of her hair crème against her raven skin was heaven-sent, he couldn't imagine comparing this to anything else. He breathed in deep that savoury scent he could relish in for the entirety of his life. It was almost off how comfortable she got in his arms and scented him, so different from each fight he had with vampires and full grow werewolves. The pup was so trusting or the most obvious was the fact that her caregiver was only a foot away and held powers of a thousand witches in the palm of her hand.

“It’s now or never Stefan. She’s getting fussy.” Gloria became fond of the quick response to her words the vampire had. The man maneuvered the reader close to the inner elbow of his arm, cradling her head against it for support. Before he began aligning the bottle to her already open and starving mouth and soon she began suckling. They both heard the sounds that resembled a baby drinking its mothers' nutrition in the early morning before starting the day. In other circumstances, Gloria would begin feeding her while walking to the common areas of the apartment to collect the things the little one would need to start the day. Or the reader would do it herself when she was feeling older.

A hesitant smile formed on his lips holding the reader's head against the left inner elbow not before using the gentlest touch to move the strands of curls that stuck out against her face. With a deep breath, he scooped up the bottle that mysteriously had filled with warm milk into his right hand aligning it to the hungry little one in his arms. Stefan observed her movements like he was sightseeing, her lips covered the nipple of the bottle before it filled her mouth with droplets of milk filling her growling belly. The sounds of tiny suckles filled the supernatural entities with pure joy. The thoughts of keeping the image of being this ripper disappeared into the room's environment into nothing. This moment here was something so beautiful he didn’t want to give her up to Damon and Elena.

Pushing these sinister thoughts away he watched his hands without much knowledge of what he was doing, to the side of the reader's hips in a rhythm he memorized his late mother used when he was younger. He could feel the pup's chest vibrate liking the sensation of his rough hands patting her soothingly. Soon enough she engulfed the bottle in twelve consecutive minutes leaving her mouth to make a recall sound letting him know she was finished.

Knowing of the routine Gloria grasped a cloth into her own before placing it on Stefan’s shoulders. Connected eyes with him she nodded, watching the vampire softly place the reader's head on his shoulder to burp the pesky bubbles out of her belly. He laughed to himself seeing the eyes of pups closed calmly and how her legs were like jelly against his torso. It was quite a sight.

Once she burped out anything that was stuck in her throat watching her mama pull away to cloth before she squished her face into Stefan’s neck. She hoped to stay in this crevice of his body for a while, none of her stuffies gave her this feeling, maybe because they weren’t real.

“She likes you.” Gloria beamed sadly holding the empty bottle, getting up smoothly border taking her leave of the room. She had to prepare to clean and pack a bag for her little one. As well, to make a herbal tea she would ask Stefan to have her drink from time to time to protect her energy. She hoped the deranged hybrid won’t find the lost wolf pup as he would change her to be like him like the speed of light. Fuck she couldn’t bring herself to just abandon the poor thing, she would need some form of an excuse to see her every month.

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Damon swindled his way against the chilled bathtub of the bathroom connected to his bedroom. His back barely hit the cool bottom of the tub before he began looking for a more comfortable position. The man being over a hundred forty-five vampires had its kinks and one of them was stubborn on his back and neck. The damned thing clicked out of place at any given moment after he had fought an idiot who dared to attack the drunken asshole. He tense before letting out a sigh in content, it wasn’t long before he pulled the bottle of champagne from the bathroom floor into a glass.

A swift swallow in relaxation reminded him of the times he was human, laying out against the grass and the sun beamed on his milk skin for hours before he was rudely pulled out of that blissful state by his overbearing father. Maybe that was why he was the way he was, the dammed. The recoil of his fathers' disapproval secretly mended him to the vampire he was today. Godsend. He began distracting himself from his thoughts of his personality that somehow some tolerated by pouring an overload of bubble bath that was scented of husk from dear Elena into the bath. The white substance coated the body deliberately, pure relaxation was a must in this state. Hey! vampire can like bubble baths too.

Though, there wasn’t much he could think of when he was left alone with his thoughts running wild into spaces he concealed with impulsive decisions without thinking about the consequences for anyone involved. A common goal was all that he knew and clouded his judgement, like Elena. How much she wanted to know here Stefan did with his time while being in the presence of an original vampire that tortured for fun.

Damon lived for torment but when it came to his brother, who would come back into his life to take the girl he loved right back out from under him. He still wanted his little brother, the one who banter amongst either of the Mystic Falls humans they still fought like hell for. He laughed to himself getting sentimental placing the glass of champagne on his lips and taking a long sip.

It didn’t last long. His eyes plummeted at the sound of his front door opening, heavy footsteps and a scent of something he hadn’t smelt covered his nostrils more than the bubbles did. Damon gritted his teeth, swirling his head in distaste before forcing the bottle of champagne on the floor lifting himself to stand tall. The suds fell slowly down his body promptly to his feet that extended outside the tub. His motion cause water to pool onto the floor, though it would dry he would be dammed to know who entered the Salvatore home unannounced. Adding to the fact they ruined his needed self-care.

Before departing to the area where he knew the culprit would be, he placed a black robe around his body and tied the given straps on top of his waist. Damon made his way underneath the bedside table that hid a wooden stake for the times Katherine made appearances. He felt his weight shift between each step to the downstairs corridor before he became dazed with a familiar scent. The vampire was quick but cautious in his movements as before he wasn’t sure who had made their way into his home but now he was. The husk of a teenage boy sat alarmingly quiet at the fireplace, facing the floor before Damon stepped on a cracking piece of the floor. He was quite surprised by the confidence of the dead Jeremy Gilbert who was here to try his best to kill him that awfully made stake he was fiddling with. Thank goodness he wasn’t really in the mood to fight ninja turtles right now.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Damon questioned allowing it to linger in the boy's ear before he walked closer to the bar table to pour himself a drink of course. The teen looked as if he had seen a ghost, the man knew of his presence before he did. Jeremy sucked in a breath through his teeth removing the hoodie that was placed on his head. His black shaggy hair flopped on his forehead peeking through it. He thought lengthy to what the man had stated to him, his sister was preoccupied with Stefan’s whereabouts to know he was planning on killing Damon with the poorly made stake. Neither did he expect the vampire to continue pouring a glass of bourbon picking one up to give to him. They both sighed contently in each-others presence drowning in the sorrows of their siblings' absence.

“Did you come here to kill me? You’ll need a better weapon.”

“It’s only fair you did kill me.” Jeremy gave a smug look on his face knowing he wore a ring that prevented him from meeting the other side of being amongst the living. Although the facade was seen by those who looked close enough, he was constantly reminded by the trip there left him cold, leading him to understand he was meant to look for his body. His against the odds of staying in this state for too long could lead to him being stuck. Although Jeremys' body was close, he still felt his soul shift energies leaving him eerie and dark trying to find something to fill that void. He thought by killing Damon it would.

“Look I don’t do the big brother thing very well. Sorry, I don’t have any milk and cookies to offer you.” The brunette bit his lip feeling a heavy ache on his shoulders hearing his words. He knew to never expect anything less from the vampire, but maybe if he gave him some sort of closure he wouldn’t have been struck by gloom. It was almost like a cloud of it shadowed his being with no regard for why it sat polished on his shoulders.

That once smug look on his face turned sour.

“Dick.” To pick up where he left off he stood abruptly from the chair he sat in, taking his final departure from the Salvatore boarding house. The sound of the glass that was once being held in his hand alongside the stake felt broken on the carpet. The teen couldn’t care less about the mess he was making in a vampire's home, the guy was an asshole and he didn’t deserve his sisters' attention or the unrecognized love she had for him. There was almost steam coming from the top of his head from the fumes, he took one look back at the vampire before he finally walked his way to the front door.

A deep breath came from his chest pulling on the door handle, however, he didn’t expect to see the unpredictable.

Stefan Salvatore standing with his hands in his leather jacket. He liked almost the same except for the worn look of fatigue on his face, it showed heavily underneath his eyelids. The age of being under the compulsion of a damned hybrid they forced those around him to be the same. Klaus and his ways didn’t care about the ones that sat and were forced to watch. Jeremy couldn’t mask the shocked face he displayed to the vampire without thinking back to the question of why he was here, to begin with. How much more shit could Elena deal with before she snapped at seeing him again?

“Jeremy.” Stefan's voice sounded nothing less than smug sighting the shocked look that struck on his face. The act of surprise was something the vampire secretly loved when it came to victims thinking they were safe then he would display his presence to them. It wasn’t the same way as he looked Jeremy, the boy had grown taller from what he could imagine was only four inches higher than himself. Though was the young Gilbert even at the boarding house, to begin with? Had Damon had him under some stupid spiel to get Elena in his good graces?

Stefan bit his tongue from using his uncontrollable words in the man’s presence that he knew was sitting on the couch facing the unlit fireplace. He took one last breath before asking Jeremy a simple question so he could ask his brother for a favour. Though before he could the boy beat him to it.

“Damon you might want to come here.”

“Look, Jeremy, I’ll say I’m sorry. I’m not good with this whole thing.” Damon took several steps to the entryway of his home before his words died off at the end. He felt frozen in his spot, he indeed didn’t expect to see Stefan again after the star he left in. Was he here with the hybrid? The vampire shrugged his arms over themselves displaying his distaste for him to come back to Mystic Falls too soon for Elena’s sake. With a glance to Jeremy who had a look in his eyes, he bite his tongue before speaking.

“And what are you doing here Stefan?” Damon questioned smouldering the non-existent attendance he had in his mind. He caught his brother unattended looking at the parked car that was sloppily parked in the driveway. Hearing those words, Stefan took a step back, he of course knew his presence would strike some nerves from everyone but to see it on full display alarmed a certain part of his brain to push itself to the surface once again. He had been fighting it all day. His humanity. Not only from the wolf pup that would probably be waking up anytime soon from the unmoving car for something to eat. But to pass by the places that he and Elena would always visit. Goodness, he needs to get out of Mystic Falls before he goes back to Klaus and smells the humanity on him.

“I need a favour.”

“So you show up unannounced asking for a favour? Fuck off, Stefan.” The young Salvatore flared his eyebrows close to the gap between his eyelids, he couldn’t recall a time he was genuinely unhappy to see him. Border he lashed out from the scoff that came from the door almost being slammed in his face. He watched Jeremy move his foot forward before the gap closed between the two worlds. The boy walked in front of Damon gifting the man a look to go on pleading for whatever this favour would be.

“Wait here. I’ll go get it.” It? Was it some silly little book that would eventually curse all the bloodlines that so happen to be inside the boarding house? They both gave each other a look before watching Stefan gravitate toward the truck that we most definitely not his. With a deep breath, he placed his hand on the truck handle pulling it open to reveal a distressed little one that was biting the surrounding areas of her fingernails. She had been awake a lot longer than he intended, he felt so bad knowing she was strapped between the seatbelts and blanket he pressed into the sides of her legs. The tears that silently streamed down her face didn’t help the decision he would make by leaving her with his demented older brother. Maybe instead he could have him convince Elena too, goodness this was all just a dumb idea he got way too in over his head.

But as he looked at her grabby hands she gave him and the thick lashes that were smudged against the tears, he swallowed thickly. Y/n didn’t deserve people debating on whether or not she would have a life of comfort. He began removing the blankets and then the seatbelts to formally place her against his chest so that if he needed he could high tail out of there before any of them could taint her mind. The reader's tears became yesterday's problem once she felt Stefan’s finger swipe the water away from pooling against her freckled cheeks. Then her head was softly placed against her newly favourite place between his shoulder and neck with a soft hand on the back of her head. Before she felt the soft blanket she was once cradled against on her back once more. It was her favourite scent, between Gloria and her bed back home with her. She kissed her already and it barely was a day.

“I have people I want you to meet. Trust me. I won’t let anything happen to you. Okay?” Stefan looked down at the girl's cradled figure on this side of his chest awaiting a response before he turned around to face the curiosity of Damon and Jeremy. He smiled softly to himself at what his current state was, a little in his arms while holding a diaper bag filled with everything she needed. If you would have told him this is what his life would look like a year ago, he would have looked at you as if you were crazy. He felt her nod against his chest before he eventually took a step to not only close the truck door but to face the entryway of the Salvatore boarding house.

Damon was the first to react to the newcomer in the man’s arms, pushing his way between the doorway his curiosity taking over everything he was planning on being. He truly didn’t expect to be in the sight of something so small in the presence of someone like himself. The vampire took a step back to observe from the sidelines watching Jeremy behave differently. He took it upon himself to grab the bag from Stefan’s left hand. He picked up on the scent of something he hadn’t smelled since he killed Mason Lockwood in this very home. Though it struck of something lighter and less potent as if it was smaller. This being was a pup of a werewolf pack but didn’t smell of though it was currently a part of one.

Jeremy couldn’t help himself from taking the tiniest glance at the bundle of joy wrapped in the thickest blanket he had seen attached to none other than a vampire that had almost killed his dear sister. He proceeded to walk into the living room to place the light pink diaper bag next to the couch. Y/n took in the world around, the deep darkness of the wooden panels that filled the unknown place that Stefan seemed so familiar with. She scented the place with a wiggly nose before her breath caught in the back of her throat feeling someone come close enough to grab her baby bag. Was this man a thief?

“H-hi.” She broke the light silence that filled the room she was walking into, on top of the fact that her mama had always told her to be nice to those who deserved it. She lifted her head slightly getting a better look at the brunette who was somewhat human in the room of supernatural entities. No one could deny the atmosphere of the room change as she was softly placed on the couch away from the warmth of Stefan’s chest and neck. She kept a small smile on her face pacing her tiny hand in front of the blanket that was tribally placed on her lap and socked feet. 

“Care to explain?” Damon questioned allowing it to linger in the air barely taking his eyes off the wolf pup on his couch. He gripped the robe closer to his skin, gifting them both his signature smirk that would work for those under his charms. The vampire took a glance at his little brother, the worn fatigue and clear deepness under his eyes from the lengthy trip of being Klaus’ pet. The slight cherry hue on his lips from the possibility of ravishing a human before coming to Mystic Falls. He couldn’t acknowledge the unknown scent that seemed to come full force through his heightened senses.

Stefan took a slight breath before he dumped everything that happened in last hours since he left high and dry from Mystic Falls all together. He carried himself from his standing position to sitting himself next the little that was already hoping he would. The reader was already appreciating his presences and the beautiful ring that sat on his finger she liked to play with.

“Would you mind taking her to the kitchen to grab a snack for her, Jer?” This surprised him completely he hadn’t expected himself to be so fond of someone’s feelings despite his humanity being on the outs. The vampire couldn’t help himself in doing so, he continued to hold her hand for a few seconds with a dewy smile on his face. Before he gasped the bag was on the floor of the couch to hand to Jeremy. He jerked his head towards the kitchen awaiting his response before hearing the boy tell her about the animal-shaped crackers she never had before in the cabinet.

( No one cares about their banter. NEXT!)

The reader wrapped her tiny hand in between the unfamiliar male's hand feeling the light texture of tattoos she subconsciously traced with her painted fingers. She could already feel the rising warmth that came from being head to chest with the waking figure towards the deepness of the kitchen. It was beautiful, though it seemed to be unused compared to the one her mama had. All she recognized was the raging amounts of alcohol on the opposing sides of the sodden stools in front of the counter. The wolf began to lose the skip in her steps as she felt the man slow down his pace. She took a glance upwards to gift the man a small smile, though he was already looking at her feeling nervous by his gaze she lifted her other hand and gifted him a small wave.

“Hi. I’m y/n. Y-You’re Jeremy, right?” It was weird just how comfortable she was being pooled into those pretty chocolate soul catches he called his eyes. She felt him move his gaze over her face causing a slip of a stutter to come front at the end seeing him do so. They both stood in from the counters of the kitchen taking in each other's beings while she took in his delicate human scent she hadn’t been around in years since with Mama. Jeremy almost had a heart attack hearing the words she stuttered over, licking his dry lips trying to find the right thing to say to her. He noticed that he was still holding her in comparison to his small hand didn’t help.

“Yeah, I am. What do you want for a snack, little lady?”Jeremy shook their intertwined to regain her attention from his face. Although he would never consider himself cocky in any way he still smirked internally after seeing her blink away her dewy eyes away from his. He pulls her hand once more finally taking the long awaiting stop to the fridge for her to see. The reader took in the minimal amount of snacks and drinks that were in it. She knew they were vampires by holy was there only a half-full orange juice container, a cartoon of eggs and expired milk. Although she was disappointed she removed her hand from Jeremy feelings intensely cold from the action to proceed to open the diaper bag to find her favourite snacks.

She handled him the basic puffs of strawberry banana bites that quite literally melted in her mouth. Not even acknowledging the mess she created in the bag she continued to display the puffs to Jeremy who gladly opened the container not before popping one in his mouth to her distaste after handing them back to her.

“Can I have some orange juice?” The reader questioned the man messily eating standing chest to chest to the man liking the feeling of his fluffy sweatshirt on her cheek. Her chin rested perfectly there looking upwards with that stupidly cute dimple that showed, switching between each eye of his to look a tiny bit closer. Jeremy pinched his fingernail on his palm looking down at her chubby cheeks and light wash of powder from the puffs. He reminded his hand from the sides of his body to lightly brush away the powder that stuck to her lips and slightly in her cheeks.

“Uh yeah. Why don’t you go sit in the chair, okay?”At first, watched her struggle to climb on the spinning chair but gave up in the mix of it. The man took it upon himself to quietly ask her if she wanted any help. So here he was softly placing his hands underneath her armpits to lift her to sit against the chair. The warmth of each other's skin to skin gave off a rumble between each-other chests that could have easily been mistaken for a hungry cry. But to a wolf pup, it was something completely different in her eyes. She began by taking in his eyes like they were meant to uphold hers, before feeling the chilled barstool he ever so gently placed her on top. They both felt instantly disappointed without the skin to skin but she still happily thanked him for doing, kindly offering him a puff in his much larger hand. Jeremy could help but smile at a small gesture, he took a step back to the opposing countertop to look at the diaper bag that he had previously placed on the dining room table a mason jar of vervain and herbs assorted inside, taking a glance back to y/n that was currently swaying her legs to the hums of her own throat. He turned back around to look at the mixture not thinking much longer to crumble them inside the juice before closing it back up and shaking it to face the girl.

“Maybe we can hang out sometime? Away from the supernatural, the vampire kind at least.” Jeremy placed the bottle to her lips as her hands were occupied by the puffs and looking around distracted by none other than himself. Still suckling on the off-tasting orange juice, that chilled her dry thirst as she began to nod at his question. He removed the bottle from her mouth allowing her to gift herself with the glory of his, all she thought of was how much she would love to be lifted by his arms and held close like she was with Stefan just a moment prior. They looked into each other's eyes warmly gifting one other a smile before they both liked away.

Across the home in the living room, two vampires listened closely to the little one's mannerisms toward the unseen boy and the way he spoke softly and seemed so smitten by one other so quickly. It was clear that part of herself was called to the boy named Jeremy. Gloria was right, he might have been the thing to encounter to meet the person who was perfect for her.

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🫧*ੈ✩‧₊˚ I hope you enjoyed it!! 💗 please don’t be a silent reader, let me know what you think⋆୨୧˚

#vampire diaries #elena gilbert #jeremy gilbert #salvatore brothers #x black reader #x little!reader #male lactation #male breastfeeding #safe agere #braids #strawberry shortcake #witchcraft #bonnie bennett #baby rattle #wolf pup #nesting #jeremy gilbert x reader #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #hyper feminine #klaus michaelson #rebekah mikaelson #Spotify #marking #soulmates #star crossed lovers

[twistedlorae]

Like 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔎𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔢 said once- 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖐𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍, 𝖎 𝖉𝖎𝖉 ☽︎❤︎☾︎

☠︎︎ THE NEW HOUSEKEEPER ☠︎︎

Summary: After being being hired by Zacharia Salvatore, (y/n) began his journey as he worked for him and his family not knowing their dark bloody secrets that hid in the shadows of the boarding house, as he met the two handsome siblings Stefan salvatore and Damon Salvatore and finding out the dark truth behind their lives along with his own unknown family secrets.

Tags: 19+,BDSM, smut, blood, deaths, and just gay asf

Bitch ass writer aka me: Hey I've been sick asf with covid so I am still working on this story as soon. As it's ready I shall post the first chapter to this short story, you can read if you want?, this is very gay i cant express that enough also I suck at writing so there's that ......anyway coming soon

#Damon salvatore #tvd #stefan salvatore #tvd fanfiction #this is gay #tvdu #tvduedit #stefan salvatore imagine #damon salvatore x male reader #x male y/n #x male reader #new to writing

[coffeewithstars]

"𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆": 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝑪𝒐𝒙𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝑮/𝑵 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑨/𝑵:

- 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒑. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑻𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈? 𝒀𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝑰 𝒂𝒎.

- 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒄 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆.

- 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒙

- 𝑪/𝑾: 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒃/𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔, 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒆

- 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 717

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He looked so tranquil, sprawled out on the bed, mind among the clouds. It was so different to what had happened only a few minutes prior. Then, he was so vocal, so desperate, but now he's laying flat on his back, one hand on his chest, his other arm spread out.

His chest rises and falls ever so gently, and his eyelashes flutter on the occasion. There's cum left on his stomach from when he couldn't contain himself and theres a few love bites trickled around his jawline, neck, and collarbone. I reach over and fix his glasses which sit on his face slightly wonky and gently stroke his face. There's no reaction but I'm not surprised; he's still so deep into subspace.

"Gra, baby, you with me?" I ask to no reply.

"Graham, love?" Again. No reply.

"Gra, you alright, my good boy?" I ask.

"Hm? Oh- yes, yes, I'm alright." He finally replies, voice soft and almost a whisper.

"I thought you were gone for good there, love." I say gently, shifting his messy hair away from his sweaty forehead. He only hums in reply. "Do you mind if I leave you alone for a moment? I won't be long, I promise." He nods.

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About 10 minutes later, I return from the bathroom and into the bedroom. Graham's still laying in the same position, eyes open, but lids drooping sleepily. He notices my return and turns his head to the side, giving me a small, sweet smile. I go over and pick him up bridal-style before walking back to the bathroom where he sees that I've run a steamy bath, a few candles lit on the side of the tub.

I help him into the tub, making sure not to let him slip over; his legs were still weak. Soon after, I climb in behind him, and he leans back against my chest as if acting on instinct. It was so natural for us both to be so close.

I carefully take his glasses away, folding the arms and placing them aside. I slowly begin soaking him with the water, using a small jug to wet his hair all while he sits there compliantly. I pour a bit of shampoo onto the palm of my hand and begin to massage it into his hair, scratching his scalp just how he likes it. He hums and mumbles a small "Thank you."

We stay in the tub for a while, making sure both him and I are clean. I notice his eyes drooping and decide that this would be a good time to get out.

I get out of the bath first, drying myself and putting on some clean pyjamas (a simple tank top and some plaid bottoms) whilst he watches me, adoration flooding his beautiful dark brown eyes. I help him out of the tub, letting him rest his tired hands on my shoulders for support.

I ruffle his hair with his towel while he giggles quietly and softly, before I make work on the rest of his body. I have him sit on the toilet lid, and he looks at me with a confused expression before I slide his pyjama shorts up his legs.

"I can do that, you know." He mumbles.

"I know," I smile. "Lift your arms for me, love."

He acceeds, allowing me to tug one of his old band t-shirts over his head and arms, kissing his forehead right after. He tilts his head up and kisses me back, this time on the lips.

Again, I assist him in getting up, and we walk slowly back into the bedroom. I pull the covers back and allow him to slide into bed before laying down myself. As soon as I shift into position, he snuggles up against me, head on my chest and arm around my waist. I kiss his forehead again.

"Did you enjoy it, love?" I mumble.

"Yes, I did. Thank you. Did you?" He yawns.

"Of course I did. I enjoy being with you a lot, no matter what we do together."

"I feel like 'm gonna doze off."

"Doze off then, I'll be here when you wake up like always."

He smiles sleepily. "Goodnight, lovely."

"Goodnight." I whisper as he drifts off to sleep. I follow soon after.

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#graham coxon #graham coxon x reader #graham coxon x male reader #graham coxon x fem reader #blur #blur band #damon albarn #alex james #dave rowntree #graham coxon is perfect #90s #90s music #first post

[smuttycentre]

BROTHERS BOND

Word Count:

Summary: Stefan and Damon Salvatore are tired of fighting over Elena so they decide to please each other.

Warnings: sibling sex, incest, unprotected sex, bottom Stefan, top Damon

Author Note: This is set at the start of the show and the brothers are sick of fighting over Elena.

It was almost midnight at the Salvatore house and Stefan and Damon were in the living room drinking their nightly Bourbon.

“What’s got you down, brother” Damon smirked.

Stefan looked and him and took a sip of his drink. “Aw come on Brother, don’t you want some brotherly advice?”

…

“Well, I say you need to drop the bunnies, drop the Elena and drink. Enjoy yourself”

…

Stefan looked at Damon “Why should I listen to you when all you’ve done since you’re got here is murder three people and left one person alive in the woods to tell everyone.”

Damon vamp sped over to Stefan. “Is that a challenge, Brother?” Damon said as he took his brothers glass out of his hand and drank the rest of it. “Oops, I’m thirsty”

Stefan stood up off the couch and just stared intensely at his brother. Stefan hated his brother but something about this night, he seems almost charming. Stefan never understood why girls would fall head over heels for Damon’s bad boy act but while staring at his brother in this moment, there was something enchanting about him.

Damon gave him a judging look of confusion “Don’t look at me like that brother. I’m not Elena. You look like you want to fuck me.”

With that Damon sped away. Stefan sped after him and tripped and both Damon and Stefan fell to the floor looking at each other with Stefan on top.

Stefan just stared into his brothers eyes. Damon was about to make a comment but stopped himself and just looked at his brother. Their eyes were locked for so long that Stefan had to look away but the only place he could look was Damon’s lips.

Damon noticed this and licked his lips making them moist. Stefan watched in awe as he made eye contact with his brother again before slowly dropping down for a kiss.

There was something so wrong, but so right with this. Stefan was just enchanted with his brother and Damon was enjoying the attention. This was the first person in a long time that he didn’t have to compel to make him feel something.

Damon tilted his head to try to get closer with his brother. Stefan moved his hands to his brothers dark hair and gave it a little tug.

Damon was growing stiffer in his underwear which was pressed against his brothers crotch which was also growing.

Although Stefan started the kiss, Damon was in control. He made every move and was exploring his brothers mouth. He could taste the bourbon.

Damon ripped off his brothers jacket and shirt leaving him topless and showing off his muscles. Damon then used his vamp strength to get on top his brother and took off his own top.

They carried on kissing until Damon started moving down his brothers body. Stefan could only moan and close his eyes and just feel every touch, every kiss and every sensation his brother was leaving on his body.

Damon worked his way back up to his brothers mouth and started to move his lower body up and down his brother. Both their jeans were rubbing together and the tightness made both their dicks tingle and get even more hard.

Damon separated and stood up. “Let’s not ruin the rug Brother. Come” He held out his hand. Stefan took it but before they could take off to the bedroom, Stefan said:

“No, I want you to fuck me right here on the wall”

Damon looked at his brother and smiled and vamp sped pushing Stefan into the wall. Stefan moaned and Damon carried on kissing him.

Damon started to unbuckle his belt and opened his buttons on his jeans. He took out his penis which was 7 inches and fully erected and thrusted himself against his topless brother.

The feeling of Damons dick rubbing against his brothers jeans was so hot for Damon. They carried on kissing and thrusting until Damon started to undo his brothers bottoms.

He pulled them down exposing his long, hard 6 inch dick. Damon grabbed both their dicks and started rubbing them together. Both of them were moaning and breathing the same air.

“Please Brother. Fuck me.” Stefan moaned in between kisses.

Damon smirked and lifted up his brother. Stefan wrapped his legs around his brother whilst his back being on the wall. Damon, holding on to Stefan’s ass cheeks, spread them apart and lowered his brother slowly onto him. He was now inside him. Raw.

Stefan had to close his eyes from the pain and pleasure that he was feeling. His mouth was wide open waiting for his brother to get back into it.

Damon moved his hands to Stefan’s back, supporting him. Stefan’s legs were still tightly around Damon with one hand on the wall and the other around his brothers neck, holding on.

Damon began thrusting so fast in his brother it was like a rollercoaster. Damon liked it rough and kept going faster. Stefan has never been treated this rough and was enjoying every second. The thrill of his brother taking charge was over whelming.

Damon kept thrusting faster and faster until he came. He gave 4 loads to his brother. Tensing and showing off his muscles with every thrust of ejaculation. Stefan could feel the warm seed of his brother inside him.

Damon kissed Stefan again as he lifted him off the wall and took him to the couch and laid him down, still inside him, still on top.

“That was amazing brother” Stefan said.

“Uh uh uh” Damon tutted. Stefan opened his eyes and looked confused. “You’re forgetting to cum on me”

Stefan was so satisfied from his brother that he forgot to cum. He got of the couch and pushed his brother onto it. He then straddled his brother, leaking cum out of his arse and started to wank. It only took a few seconds before Stefan came all over his brothers body.

A bit landed on Damon’s lips and he slowly licked his lips and swallowed what he could.

Stefan then collapsed on top of his brother. Both of them panting and sweaty.

Damon put his finger up Stefan’s cum-filled arse and got a bit of his cum on his finger. Stefan looked and Damon.

“Drink up” Damon said as he nodded towards his finger. Stefan looked at his brothers cum and sucked it off his finger.

#male reader #male!reader #gay smut #male reader smut #male!reader smut #the vampire diaries gay smut #Stefan x Damon #Damon x Stefan

[supercap2319]

Y/N: *Sees Elena and damon on her bed playing with a puppy* "Elena, get that filthy, smelly creature off the bed."

Elena: "That's not a very nice thing to say about the puppy."

Y/N: "I was talking about Damon."

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #vampire diaries #the vampire diares #damon salvatore #ian somerhalder #nina dobrev #elena gilbert

[generic-wattpad-badboy]

Tell me Lies

Pairing : Damon Salvatore x Male reader

Tags: past relationship, unhappy , manipulation,

Word count: 499

Authors notes: my freaking laptop broke hoping to get it fixed but its taking awhile

Damon brought the bottle to lips as he watched the fire burn In the fire place. He rolls his eyes when he notices someone else is in the room with him.

“Does nobody knock anymore?”

“Damon “

He freezes “Y/N”

He doesn't look no matter how much he wants to; he knows that voice It’s a voice that haunts him even now because every time it comes back into Damon's life it leaves him in ruins, He stays watching the fire when he answers

“Missed me”

Yes, he has but he’ll be dead and rotting before he admits it to him, He brings the Bourbon bottle to his mouth again and acts indifferent towards the older vampire's question.

“Nope haven’t thought about you in a long time”

He Tenses When Y/N comes up behind him, he feels the warms of his breath against his neck when he leans to brush his lip against Damon’s ear “We both know that's not quite true, Tell me, does your heart still ache for me even after all these years?”

He clenches the bottle tighter, the asshole is right but he doesn’t have to know it. He finally looks at him Once Y/N finally come to sit beside him and damn he still look as pretty as the day he left .

“Aww It does, doesn’t it?” Y/N teased bring his hand to stroke Damon’s cheek “You still love me”

Absolute Dick

Damon Catches the older vampire’s wrist to stop him. “What are you doing here?”

Y/N sighs and take the bourbon from the vampires hand and takes a drink before replying

“I miss you and wanted to see you”

Damon scoffs and rolls his eyes he’s not stupid its all a game to Y/N it always had been. “You’re lying, you want something”

Cody put down the bottle he was drinking from. He slowly brought his hand to the vampires cheek“ I promise I'll stay this time, no more leaving” He said stroking his thumb across Damon’s cheek

Damon closed his eyes leaning slightly into the touch he shouldn’t really he shouldn’t but he’s never been one to do the right thing “I don’t believe anything you say”

“How about you let me prove it?” Y/N whispered brushing his lips lightly against Damon’s before pulling away. He doesn't get far before Damon is pulling him roughly against him and capturing his lips in a searing kiss.

“Fuck it”

Hours later Y/N lifts Damon arms off his waist and sits up he looks around the now destroyed bedroom, Noticing the broken glass on the floor he steps carefully over it once he finds him pants. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone.

Me: It worked

Sent 4am

Unknown: Good boy , keep him busy

Received 4:02

Me: and then I'm done

Sent 4:07

Unknown: That’s the deal, Love - K

Sent 4:10

He turns the phone off before walking back over and slipping back into the sheets next to Damon.

#x male reader #vampire diaries x male reader #vampire diaries #the originals x male reader #vampire diaries x reader #damon salvatore x male reader #damon salvatore

[chiefsuitnacho]

The Originals-mikaelson family x male reader

The final version of the previous draft

Gif isn't mine credit to the original person who made this I couldn't find them anywhere.

"Brother,its good to see you"

Y/n knew that voice it was his noble brother are so he was called Elijah Mikaelson and his other brother klaus had broke the one oath that their family held dear always and forever.

Elijah had stood by and watched as Klaus stabbed him in the back literally with a stake leaving him to rot in a coffin for 15 years all because he had tried to leave to find himself. Thankfully, Damon and Stefan were stupid enough to take his coffin as leverage against klaus and after the wonderful Elena stupidly pulled the dagger out he made his escape, hoping to never see another original again sadly he was never that lucky.

Y/n reluctantly turned around to come face to face with Elijah having hoped to never see him again. He had surprisingly a face full of regret, the emotion looked weird on his brothers face. He knew he had regretted actions in the past but he never usually showed his younger brother, now it was all he could see on his face. In addition, Y/n couldn't help but notice his brother had cut his hair and was wearing one of his usual trademark suits.

"Elijah why are you here wouldn't you prefer to run after our hybrid brother you know that one that seems to have a love for daggers?"

"Brother,I understand your still angry but our family needs you and klaus is as unpredictable as ever with you missing. Kol nearly staked him himself once he realised what had occurred between you both. Please brother we may all be in great danger our mother has returned."

"That's impossible Elijah, mother has been dead for thousands of years."

Elijah moved slowly to put a gentle hand on his brothers shoulder to comfort him while he gave him the news of their mother's return from the grave. Even if his brother hated him he still would always be there for him.

"Damit Elijah, I'll only stick around to figure out how in the seven hells our mother came back. I will even play nice but as soon as its over I'm leaving and you or klaus can't come after me."

"Fine brother, if that is what you want but know I am always here for you and please try to forgive us. Always and forever."

"Always and forever brother, even if that promise had lost its meaning that day I was daggered."

Just like he had appeared, elijah was suddenly gone. This left Y/n, with a pit of anxiety in his stomache at the thought of seeing his family again especially klaus.

#the originals x male reader #mikealson family #brother!reader #elijah mikaelson #mentioned klaus mikaelson #mentioned kol mikaelson #mentioned stefan salvatore #mentioned damon salvatore #mentioned elena gilbert

[imaginefan]

I'll Try *Part 4*

Klaus Mikaelson!Platnoic X Male!Reader Damon Salvatore!Father X Son!Reader

Word Count: 1075

Requested: @emaz-0225

Request: Hello can I have a part 4 of I'll try where the sons mother comes back as a ghost to haunt Damon telling him to nor give up on their son and to ditch Elena. The son sees Kol and Esther makes the son have witch powers as well as a vampire to make Klaus join her side but the son uses it to protect Klaus and Hayley and Hope. One day the son ends up getting sick with something Bonnie made a curse as revenge for the son killing Jeremy ( he is back again ) and him saving Katherine. He is on a high fever and Hayley is wiping his hair and Kol and Freya and Davina are trying everything to find a way to stop this and the son says " Dad can you bury me next to my mom." He calls Klaus dad then he says " Tell Damon Salvatore and Stefan Salvatore there past life is gone because they only care and a DoppleSlut and tell Kitty Kat thank you for a chance. He closes his eyes for an hour than he shoots up because he feels lot better and everyone hugs him. What he doesn't know is that Klaus loves him so much like a brother and son he called Damon Salvatore and begged him to make Bonnie stop the curse and he also swore no retaliation from his family unless the son died So Damon had Jeremy make Bonnie stop. The son became the unofficial Mikaelson the whole family liked him so he was called Anthony Mikaelson.

*Part 3*

“Damon.” Damon jumped awake, his eyes moving to the body next to him, there she stood the love he lost (Y/M/N). “What are you doing here? You're dead.” He frowned as he moved away from her, he realised that they were sitting in his bedroom at the boarding house. “Don’t give up on him.” She pleaded “he needs you, he needs someone to rely on and you can still help him.” “He killed Jeremy, do you know what that did to Elena?” He asked. “Why do you care? She is not your family, she should not be the one you prioritise.” She glared at him. “He’s your son but he is my son too, he has yet to realise the gift that I have given him but it is only a matter of time.”

Damon jumped out of the dream as he looked around, he wanted to help you but he was sure that you didn’t want the help, not to mention the trouble that you had caused that he now had to fix.

You stood in front of Esther and Kol “do you know what your mother was?” She asked. “My mother?” You asked. “A human.” You frowned. “No quite, you see from what I can figure out your mother may have been a siphoner, but you never unlocked any connection to magic so you wouldn’t have noticed it when you were human.” Esther explained. “So what are you saying?” You asked. “That you might be able to use magic and that is going to help you stand with me and protect the people that you care about, you know he lied about this too.” Kol explained and you looked at him. “It will, how am I supposed to unlock it?” You asked. “I can force the connection open, it’s going to hurt and it’s going to take some time to learn magic but I promise that it will be worth it.” Esther said and you looked between them both waiting for any unease between them but it seemed that they both believed the plan they had presented you with. You knew that they were lying about the overarching reason for doing it but you needed the extra power if you were going to be of any use to Klaus. “Then do it.” You nodded.

You walked into the courtyard, Klaus could sense that there was something different but you had spoken to him about this plan before you had even gone to Esther “I assume you were correct about what they wanted.” He said as he looked at you. “I was.” You nodded. “They said that my mother was a siphoner and that meant that I had dormant magic energy in me, that your mother awakened.” “Really?” He asked. “Mmm, I still have to learn how to use them but it’s worth it in the end I think.” You explained and he nodded. You smiled as you attempted to step forward, stopped in your tracks, dizziness took over your whole body. “(Y/N) are you okay?” Klaus asked as he reached his hand out to touch steady you, it was then that he felt how hot you were “what’s going on? Elijah helped him back to his room, I think I need to talk to our mother.”

Klaus didn’t take long to get to Esther “What did you do to him?” He asked. “Your prized possession?” Esther asked. “He chose to fight with me.” She smirked. “And now he’s sick, is this you're doing!?” You asked. “What?” She asked “I wanted him to kill you, he serves no purpose if he can not do that, why would I make him sick.” “Then why is he sick?” Klaus asked. “Let me see him.” Esther ordered, Klaus grit his teeth, he knew that he had no option, he didn’t know how to fix it, he didn’t even know who had cursed you so instead he nodded. “Save him.” Klaus ordered. “I doubt that I can save him but I might be able to track the curse back, spell like that, leave a trail, maybe I can tell you who is responsible, they are the only ones that can lift the curse.” Esther explained. “Hurry up.” Klaus ordered.

It only took Esther 30 minutes to find out that the course had come from Mystic Falls and by extension the only witch there Bonnie Bennett. Kol, Freya and Davina had started looking for a cure incase Bonnie refused to remove it but they had no luck yet. Hayley had taken to wiping your brow of sweat and keeping you comfortable, she had no magical knowledge or power so this was the best that she could do. Klaus came in to see you but everyone could tell that you were struggling now, it had only been a couple of days but the curse had taken hold quickly. “Dad…” You called out and for a second Klaus was angry that it was until you grabbed his wrist calling his attention back to you £can you bury me with mum?” You asked. “And tell Damon Salvatore and… Stefan Salvatore that the life that they knew was over, they left it behind when they chose that Doppelganger over family…” You breathed out “tell Kitty Kat thank you.” Klaus watched you settle again before he left the room ordering the others to watch you before he stepped out to make a call. “What?” The person on the other end of the call asked. “Damon this is the only time that you will get this deal, you tell you witch to lift the curse on (Y/N), if it’s lifted now there will be no retaliation and we’ll leave you be but if he dies, I will come back to avenge him no matter what I have to go through to do so.” Klaus ordered. “Jeremy talk to Bonnie about the curse, get it lifted.” He heard Damon order. “You better hope that the hunter can come through.” Klaus said.

An hour later you were walking again, Klaus seemed to relax after that, everyone did. Hayley was smiling again , Freya checked you over to make sure that you were okay before leaving you to sit in the courtyard with Klaus. “Thank you all for staying with me.” You finally said. “Of course you are a part of this family.” Klaus smiled. “(Y/N) Mikaelson.” “I like that.” You said “Thank you.”

*Part 5*

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[joonie7007]

Gonna watch the vampire diaries since I only stopped at season 3 ( I heard it got boring after that but idk that’s why I’m watching it) also it’s the fact that I don’t hear nobody say is that their soundtrack is so good especially season 1 / this might be a flop but I’ll just get ideas while I watch lowkey Yandere matt look like a sad golden retriever ( maybe some male reader ) EEEE🩸♥️

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