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house-of-slayterr · 2 years

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I Need a Vacation

Where the Mystic Falls gang takes a vacation to Santa Clara. Things get a bit interesting.

CW: Reader is female

You stretched your arms above your head, nearly letting out a moan at how good it felt to crack you back. The blood flow slowly returned to your extremities. You heard a laugh from behind you and shot your head back to glare at the culprit.

"Shut it, Salvatore!"

"Yeah Stefan, leave her alone, that's the most action she's gotten in a while" Tyler joked.

You glared at the young werewolf.

"My dearest brother, if you don't shut the fuck up, I will rip out your throat with my teeth."

Tyler was your twin, and he never let up on the fact that he was a few minutes older than you. It was endearing sometimes, but right now it just got on your nerves. You placed a hand over his mouth before he could get a word out. Damon laughed next to you, snacking his arms around your shoulder.

"Down Puppy!"

"My venom can kill you, remember that."

Elena cut off the squabbling quickly. Matty Blue Eyes, Carebear, Jer and Bon Bon all got out of the van.

"Somebodies on her period," Jeremy commented.

You squirmed out of Damon's grasp, replacing your body with Elena's. She let out a small squeak but you ignored her. Stefan's eye roll didn't go unnoticed by you. You made your way over to Jeremy and he backed up with his hands held high.

"What are you doing?"

"What, can't a girl just hug her best friend?" You asked innocently.

"I thought I was your best friend," Caroline whined.

"No, you're her girlfriend, there's a difference." Tyler corrected.

Caroline blushed furiously. It was no secret that you were attracted to all genders. And you reminded Care constantly that you thought she was beautiful. Making her blush was your favourite thing. Yet here you stood, hopelessly single.

You finally wrapped your hands firmly around Jeremy., squeezing him in a tight hug.

"Bug, you're hurting me!" He huffed out.

It was a stupid nickname, you screamed at a spider one time, and suddenly you were stuck. You grinned, squeezing him tighter and lifting his feet off the ground. A silent reminder you were stronger than him.

"You deserve it you little shit."

You set him down, after a little begging on Bonnie's part.

"Well I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm starving," Matt exclaimed.

"I could eat" Tyler agreed.

"Typical boys," Care scoffed.

"What was that Princess?" Damon asked.

"Damon," Elana warned.

"Why don't we walk down to the boardwalk, it's late but with the tourist life things should be open," Stefan suggested.

Of course, he was the only person who researched this place. He brought blood bags with him, knowing it would be difficult to be around so many people when he was back on the real stuff. But Stefan had you to keep him in check. Elena was with his brother now, he excepted that, but he'd always have his werewolf best friend to snap him out of it. Things had been hard since his brother killed Lexi.

You frowned, noticing Stefan lost in thought.

"You ok Wonder Boy?" You asked.

He hated the nickname, almost as much as you hated it when his brother called you Puppy. But something about the way you said it made his skin crawl with warmth. You could be so nice when you wanted to be. You sighed when you noticed the small spider veins under his eyes.

"You're hungry too arent you. Why don't you all go on ahead, Stef and I will catch up later."

"Are you sure Y/N?" Matt asked.

"Yeah Blue Blue. Get me whatever you're having will ya? You know we have the same taste in food."

"And in women" He mumbled.

"What was that?"

"I said I'll get us some chicken... just not sure what kind yet."

"Sounds perfect. Jer you pick out a drink?"

"I've got you."

I watched with a smile on my face as my friends disappeared into the crowd. Stefan turned to me, a look of worry plastered on his face.

"I know you don't want Elena to know you're back on the red stuff." I offered.

I climbed into the back of the van, quickly pillaging through his bag to find the hidden bottles. I tossed one to him quickly. He turned around, always the gentleman. I rolled my eyes. He emptied the bottle quickly, wiping the little dribble that landed on his chin.

"Better?"

He nodded his head.

"Stefan if you felt better you would open your mouth to speak." I chastised.

"I'm-"

I shot him a glare, the kind that said "finish that sentence and I'll fucking kill you"

"I'm still hungry, it's not enough, it never is anymore."

I frowned. The type of frown that wrinkled your whole face and exhausted your muscles. He sighed when he saw my face, quickly pulling me into a hug.

"I'll be fine Ginger Snap."

"I'm not even hot enough to be in that movie," I thought.

I brushed my hair to the side, exposing my neck to him. It was his turn to frown, a look that was almost permanently etched onto his face these days.

"I won't."

"Oh come one Stef, my venom's toxic, not my blood. Give it a shot. I can't have you depleting your whole stock this quickly into the trip. Otherwise, we're gonna have to find you, someone, to eat, and I refuse to play the damsel in distress this time." I joked, attempting to cut through the tension.

I trusted Stefan with my life, and he knew this. He glared at me, not appreciating my joke.

"No tourists!" His voice was firm.

"Then drink up buttercup!"

He let out a soft growl, clearing his throat as he tried to hide how much he wanted to.

"Stef, I've had the shit beat out of me by a Hybrid, this is gonna feel like a bee sting. You're not gonna hurt me, Love, so drink."

He brushed the rest of my hair off my neck, taking a deep breath as he consumed my scent. Believe it or not, most vampires didn't think werewolves smelt bad, that was some Twilight bullshit. It was actually the other way around. Vampires smelt like old blood and occasionally burnt oak if they were hurt.

Stefan had only drank from me once before, but that was before I awoke my curse. Before I became a beast. I growled at the memory, saving Tyler's ass ruined my life. But I'd do it a thousand times over. Stefan pulled back, his teeth leaving my neck. HE confused my groan for discomfort.

I silently guided his head back into place.

"Was just thinking is all," I assured him.

He sank his teeth further into my skin, and I there my head back, allowing him more access. I had to admit, it felt nice, even if it was only in a platonic setting. His breath and tongue were warm on my neck, and I bit into the skin on my lip. My own fangs dared to poke out under the moonlight, the full moon wouldn't come while we were on our trip, thank god.

Stefan chuckled against my skin.

"You're enjoying this far too much." He mumbled.

"What was that Fangs? I couldn't hear you." I joked back.

I almost whined as he pulled away. He looked down t me with a strange look on his face.

"What?"

"You got a little something-"

He gently wiped my bottom lip with his thumb, sticking the now blood-clad finger into his mouth. God that was hot! You smiled up at him.

"Thanks, feeling better?"

"Very much so, thank you."

You scrunched your nose up, a thing you did when you were really happy. or when you found something adorable. You booped his nose, watching as he scrunched it just like yours. But his was in disgust.

"Anytime Hero Hair, now come on, our friends are waiting!"

You grabbed his hand, pulling him deep into the crowd to look for your friends. Stefan rolled his eyes at the nickname but smiled fondly, following after you. He knew you meant it, you always did. You were one of the most helpful, caring people he'd ever met.

"Slow down." He chuckled.

He watched as you stumbled over your own feet. You weren't very graceful. Somehow, you'd let go of his hand, and wandered off into the crowd where he couldn't find you. He should have still been able to smell your blood, considering it was only covered up by your t-shirt and a thin layer of hair. But he was too overwhelmed with the scent of the new people on the boardwalk. Stefan spotted his brother and made his way over to the group.

"We're the short one?" Damon asked.

Stefan shrugged.

"No idea!"

You turned around, looking for Stefan, but he was nowhere to be seen. You spun, panicked. Unbeknownst to you, another vampire had spotted you. Paul nudged his brother Marko and pointed in your direction. They could smell your blood from here and it was intoxicating. Dwayne caught onto that the two idiots before him were drooling over and he caught David's attention.

"What'd you find for us, Paulie?" David hummed.

"Dinner."

The older boy smirked at his younger counterpart. Dwayne would admit that sometimes David treated the other two like they were dogs. But they had a good nose for prey. You looked so so scared, that it would be easy for one of them to lure you off.

Now the real question, was who would be getting dessert. David placed a hand over Marko's shoulder, holding the boy back.

"Easy Marko, you don't want to scare the kitten off."

The boy growled at his ring leader. Paul was actual salivating over the thought of you. You were from away, but even he could tell you were hot.

"Why's she bleeding?" Dwayne wondered out loud.

You suddenly locked eyes with the odd group of boys. They leaned against a fence on the edge of the boardwalk, motorbikes between their legs. Your mind stopped working for a moment. Baby blue eyes met yours, and you couldn't stop the smile crawling onto your face. they reminded you of Matty.

The boys noticed as your heart rate go down, how odd. You smiled at them, sending a little wave in their direction. Sealing your fate. David had to have you know, and the boys were in full support.

You turned back around, trying to scrub the beautiful strangers from your mind. You had to find your friends, but your stomach growled. You needed food first, even though you knew Matty was waiting with yours. You spotted a convenience store ahead and slipped inside. The boys were hot on your tail.

You went up and down the isles, deciding on a small snack, just to meet your cravings. Matt would be mad if you didn't eat an actual meal. He was always mother birding you like that. You giggled under your breath at that, inadvertently brushing your hair back. That's when the boys really got whiff. In the name of everything holy, you smell mouthwatering.

David had to stop himself from lunging at you right then and there.

"By the gods does she smell good." Marko hissed under his breath.

"Good, she smells better than sex." Paul corrected.

Dwayne rolled his eyes at his brothers' antics.

"Go talk to her." She suggested.

You made your way over to the counter and set your snack of choice down. A quick curse left your mouth as you realised you'd given your wallet to Stefan for safe keeping. Suddenly a hand slide some money across the counter. You looked up to see those same icy blue eyes from earlier.

"Baby blue." You muttered under your breath.

But David caught it, of course, he did. The others were listening too, wanting to hear every word that fell from your lips.

"Thank You" You corrected yourself, pushing the previous thought from your head. "But you can't pay for this, I'll just put it back." You finished.

David glared down at you, curious that you would defy him. Especially since he was being kind right now.

"I insist, Doll." He complimented.

Your face heated up like when bonds break during an exothermic reaction. You instantly pushed your hair behind your ear, until you heard an audible gasp from the clerk. You didn't notice David take in a breath and hold it. You turned your attention back to the older man.

"Are you alright dear? You appear to be bleeding."

"What?"

"Shit!" you thought.

"Oh this, it's nothing, I'm fine."

you rubbed your hand against your neck, wiping off the small dribble of blood for emphasis.

"One of my booby pins stuck me earlier, guess I must have irritated the wound."

You lied quickly, pushing your hair back over the small bite mark. The man was about to offer you a napkin when you licked the blood fo your fingers.

"Thanks again for the snack Stranger, but I should really get going."

"Aww, leaving so soon," Paul whined.

He earned a quick slap over the head from Dwayne. YoU raised your bro at the teen, taking a step back towards the door.

"Tis'nthe fate of someone always on the run I suppose."

What an odd answer. Suddenly your phone lit up and you noticed someone was calling. You fumbled, trying to shove the snack into your pocket and retrieve the small device at the same time.

"Yellow?" You answered.

"Where the hell are you?" Tyler spat through the phone.

You physically flinched back from the phone, a reaction the boys took note of. Tyler almost never used that tone with you, but it was clear he was just worried.

"Got separated, grabbed a snack," you replied defensively.

"Were by the ferris wheel if you want to actually come to join us." He sighed.

"You know what, I don't like your tone sister. I don't think I will do that!" You hung up before he could get another word in.

"Boyfriend?" Makro asked,, suddenly behind you.

You nearly jumped out of your skin, normally you were better at this. I guess Stefan took too much out of you, you were tired. Actually exhausted after the long car ride here. Suddenly a pale hand was being waved in front of your place.

"Earth to New Girl, are you with us?"

You snapped out of your daze, instinctive grabbing onto the hand. Your grip was tight, too tight. Paul was actually in pain, he glared down at you.

"Shit, sorry mate!" you cursed, letting go of the stranger.

"That's a tight grip you got." He commented.

"Self defence classes." You covered quickly, a little too quickly.

David looked at you with weary eyes, unbeknownst to you, telepathically communicating with his boys. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, in a way that reminded Dwayne of Laddie. He thought about what the young boy would think of you. Would he like you? Could they trust you?

"Look, thanks for the nosh, sorry about your hand Love, but I really should be going."

Before they could protest you and slipped out of the door. Running as far as your tired feet were willing to take you. The boys looked after your fleeting form, but Pual just stood there stunned.

"She called me Love." He said, in awe.

Marko rolled his eyes.

"Come on boys, looks like dinners on a run tonight. Marko."

David didn't need to say more, Marko was already on it. He was sniffing gout your strange sent like his life depended on it. They had never smelt someone like you before. You leaned up against her wall for an ally, finally taking the time to catch your breath and enjoy your snack. The boys followed after you, watching from the roof above as you finished your food. You slid down the wall and put your head in your hands.

"Nice going Y/N, way to look like a total fucking loser. 'I take self-defence classes' god, pathetic!" you chastised. "What the fuck is wrong with you!"

You let out an unsatisfied growl, throwing a random can that was sat next to you, into the wall. The boys watched as the can crunched under the pressure. You could throw, hard.

You frustrated ripped out a strand of your hair when it touched your face. You were overstimualted. You tore the hair tie from your wrist and tied your hair into a messy bun, slumping further into the wall. They had a good look at the wound now, their enhanced vision allowing them to see from their rooftop perch.

"Is that a bite mark? Paul asked no one in particular.

"I believe it is," David said, suddenly intrigued.

Either you were really freaky, which none of the boys would mind in the slightest, or there was another vampire in tone. One who liked to bite and tell aperantly, letting its victims walk around with its fang marks.

Dwayne couldn't help but feel bad for you. Did you remember what happened, here you sacred? Is that why you were so jumpy in the store. It must have just happened since your wound was fresh. He knew just how terrifying their kind could be. And you were just walking around, trying to be brave, acting like nothing was wrong. How could you keep that in, all to yourself?

"Ugh, and why did he have to be so fucking hot?" You growled, hand messing up your already messy bun>

This gained their attention quickly.

"God those eyes. Get ahold of yourself woman, you didn't come here to flirt. Well, you did come here to have a good time, but your brother would fucking kill you. At this point, you might deserve it."

You had a habit of talking to yourself, they noticed that pretty quick. But this was useful because for some reason none of the boys could get into your mind, not even David.

"Shit, Tyler's actually going to fucking kill me."

They watched as you picked up your phone again.

"Hey, Ty."

"Where are you? Seriously it's getting late."

"I know, I know. I just needed some time to cool off. Does Matty still have my food?"

Makro hissed at the sound of you saying another guy's name so affectionally.

"Yeah, yeah, he's got your food. meet us back at the van ok. No funny business this time."

"Yes sir!" You joked.

But David didn't know that, he was almost as riled up as Marko. Who were these other boys who had your attention? You couldn't shake the feeling of being watched as you made your way back to the others. The boys were in silent agreement to follow you. But that didn't mean they couldn't toy with you along the way.

You expertly made your way through the streets, avoiding crowds and staying in the dark. It was oddly where you always felt most comfortable, even before you knew about your family secret. David thought it was incredibly stupid of you, to feel so safe in the darkest parts of the city. He thought about what it would feel like to claw into your flesh and ravage your body.

You knew there were eyes on you, that much was obvious. You tried to look less nervous about it though, not wanting to give whoever this was the satisfaction of knowing they were making you uneasy. But you just about had enough when you made your fifth circle, attempting to look lost. You suddenly spun on your heel, grabbing whoever it was in a chokehold and slamming them against the wall. Paul wasn't quick enough to react.

Marko bit back a laugh, David smirked and Dwayne couldn't help but be worried for his brother. Nobody had ever caught Paul off guard like that before.

"Corner store boy?" You spat.

A lazy grin appeared on the boy's face.

"The names Paul, Hot Stuff!"

You growled, only swerving to turn the boy on further. You could smell it in the air. Come to think of it, you could smell all of them suddenly. You should have noticed who was following before, they all had such a distinct scent.

Paul smelt like wet sand, bonfires and the sickly sweet scent of hair spray. The culry-haired blonde smelt like bird feathers, motor oil and share butter lotion. The tall one smelt of old books, pine trees and tanning oil. And Baby Blue smelt like home, like the forests of Mystic Falls Virginia. It was od to you.

"You can come out now boys." You sang into the air.

You loosened your hold on Paul's throat for a millisecond, and he used that to flip your positions. The boys came out of the woodworks and stood behind Paul, all with varying expressions. David however, did not look happy.

"How did you know we were nearby?" He demanded.

"Because I could smell you, idiot, lay off the cigs why don't ya. Besides, I have a feeling you boys don't stray far from each other. Pack mentality or whatever you'd call it."

You knew about pack mentality once. You weren't even sure why you were mad. They hadn't specifically done anything wrong. Maybe you really were just hangry. David chuckled darkly. The sound lured you in somehow, you stared past paul with reckless abandon into those dangerous eyes. David stared back with the same intensity, lighting the cigarette he removed from behind his ear. He nudged paul to the side, replacing the hold on your chin, and blew a puff of smoke into your face. Paul and Marko snickered at you.

"The fuck are you laughing for you baby-faced little bastard?" You demanded.

"You can call me Marko, Dollface."

You rolled your eyes, turning your attention to tall dark and handsome. You wouldn't give the boy before you the satisfaction of acknowledging his presence.

"What about you, Misery?"

"This here is Dwayne." Paul slung his arm around his brother.

You gave the boy a shy smile. David pushed your head back against the brick wall, earning a small groan from you.

"Somebodies ego is bruised." You jeered.

His grip tightened on your chin, and you expected him to force you to make eye contact, but instead, he turned your head to the side.

"Now what do we have here boys?"

"That's definitely not a poke from a bobby pin, Sweetness." Paul taunted.

You growled deeper this time, why the hell were they being so pushy. You smashed your head into David's and he stumbled back.

"OOO, Kitty's got claws!" Marko purred.

"Back off loverboy, I mean it!"

You felt something wet on your lip and suddenly realized your nose was bleeding.

"The fuck is your skull made of? Bricks?!? Christ dude, no need for a helmet, you'll just break the concrete."

You grabbed your nose, cracking it back into place and throwing your head back. This knocked loose the bun and your hair fell in your face. You puffed out some air to blow a strand out f your eye. Marko was now double over, leaning against Paul, laughing his ass off.

"She got you good David." He said between laughs.

You had to admit, his name sounded nice to you.

"Again, why are you laughing Hyena, I'll beat your ass next. I don't have time for this shit."

Dwayne suddenly appeared behind you, wrapping his arms around you, and holding yours firmly against your chest.

"Touch them, I'll break your fingers."

"Whatever you say Mama Bear. Didn't mean to threaten your cubs."

He growled at this, holding you tighter to him. David was now in front of you again.

"I think it's pretty obvious that you're outnumbered hear Kitten."

You sighed. He once more took a look at your neck, his fingers delicately tracing over the mark.

"We just wanna know who bit you, that's all."

You furrowed your brow before it clicked. They were jealous. You couldn't bite back the cackle you let out in time. Your sides hurt from how much you were laughing. The terror twins looked at you like you'd lost your screws.

"Oh... My... God!"

Your laugh died down to a little giggle.

"Somebodies mad he couldn't get the first bite. Having a little fang envy their Big Boy?"

They were surprised you knew what they were, and that you understood so quickly.

"Tell you what, I'll let you have a bite if you let me go. I'm not like the little tourists of this town, I go missing there are about 8 people who are gonna come looking for me. And half of them have pretty bad tempers. What was that you said about being outnumbered?"

And that's how you ended up pinned to a wall in a back alley of Santa Clara. Four vampires latched onto you, your head thrown back in bliss. Dwayne was still holding you from behind, fangs sunk into your right shoulder. David's on the left side of your neck. Paul's teeth were firmly sunk into your right wrist, and Marko, the little sadist bit into the pit of your left elbow.

David was the last to let go, hearing your heart slow down a little too much for his liking. They couldn't lose you yet, not when you were this much fun. Besides, they didn't want t find out if your earlier threat was legit or not. You leaned further into Dwayne's bare chest, clinging to his warmth. He chuckled into your neck.

"You alright there sweetheart?"

You let out a huff, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Sorry, where you just fed on by four vampires after not having eaten all day? Give me a moment mate. Tonto puto vampiro!" You scolded.

Marko purred in your ear, "Damn, you can speak Spanish to me any day."

You giggled, pushing him off you.

"What are you?" Paul asked, looking up at you from where he now knelt before you.

You had to admit, he looked nice from down there.

"You taste divine." He praised.

You pushed up your skirt slightly, desperately pawing at you with his hands. he left little kisses that quickly turned into bites. You pushed his head down.

"Down boy!" You warned.

David had never seen his brother so blood drunk before. It was kind of amusing. Of course, they couldn't just let you go, not after this. But he caved when he looked into your eyes. They were glazed over and glossy, in a way he knew only he and his brothers could make you feel. HE had a proud smirk on his face. You finally squirmed out of Dwayne's grasp, a small whine leaving your mouth when you lost his body heat.

"Look at you, we've made a mess out of you. What do you say, boys, should we clean her up, or let everyone know she's ours?"

Marko was drooling at the thought of you wearing his mark, showing you off like a trophy. You didn't much mind it either, but then you remembered your brother. You sobered up quickly.

"Shit, my brothers gonna kill me!" You exclaimed.

You quickly grabbed your phone. turning the front-facing camera to you to check out the damage.

"Aye dios mio! Did you really have to bite that hard?" You chastised.

"Didn't hear you complaining Kitten, actually I'm pretty sure you were enjoying it more than us," David smirked.

"Puta de Sangre tonta! Wipe that smirk off your face!"

"Make me!" He teased.

But you were feeling bold tonight, or you could call it stupidity. You launched forward, gripping his face and pulling him into a violent kiss. He opened his mouth to allow you more access, his mistake. YOu bit down on his tongue hard, feeling the taste of it swirl around on your own. You pulled back with a smirk of your own.

"An eye for an eye, and all that." You winked.

The other boys were speechless. Paul wanted to take you right there, Marko was no better. The two practically climbing over each other to get to you. But Dwayne brought you all to your senses.

"Should've you be getting back to your friends?"

"Yes, thank you."

You frowned when you looked down at your arms.

"Shit, how am I supposed to hide these?"

Dwayne chuckled, shirking off his jacket and draping it over your shoulders. You blushed.

"Such a gentleman." You teased.

You leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Bye boys, it's been fun. See you around."

And just like that, you were gone. You finally made your way to the van where the gang was waiting.

"Oh my god, there you are!" Caroline was the first to greet you.

Tyler looked up from his phone, about to call you for the 20th time.

"We thought you were dead." He chastised.

"Relax dad!" you joked.

They all pulled you into a hug, Matt handing you your leftover. As you dug in they all had one question on their mind. Who's jacket was that?

An: @vechkinfan I promise I'm writing more of my Lost Boy's Oc and Charlie soon. But I figured you might like to read this in the meantime. I had a lot of fun writing it.

#the vampire diaries #the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #the vampire diaires x reader #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #matt donovan #Jeremey gilbert #elena gilbert #caroline forbes #tyler lockwood #tyler lockwood x reader #sibling reader #bonnie bennet #david tlb #dwayne tlb #paul tlb #marko tlb #vampire boyfriend

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malka-lisitsa · 3 months

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“Can you tell me what it’s like?” He watched her as she cleaned blood from her chin, curious about what exactly made it so satisfying for her. His father spoke so poorly about the vampires— he called them monsters constantly. But she was almost graceful about the way she handles her lifestyle. It was fascinating to him. “The feeding, the abilities… death. I’d like to hear more if you’re willing to share.” (from human stef <3)

The vampire licked the blood off the back of her hand and adjusted herself before she turned fully to Stefan, fixing him with a gaze of curiosity.

It wasn't like most humans, involved or not, to inquire after her life style in such an eager manner.

"You want to know what it's like to be a vampire?" Katherine purred as she crossed the room to his bed. Playful smile on her features as she approached. "Alright, I suppose I can regale you with my experience."

"Being a vampire is nothing short of amazing. You are an apex predator in your own right. The fastest, strongest being to walk the earth, you can out run any horse, any beast, any machine. Cross town in the blink of an eye.... lift a carriage as if it were a child. Toss a grown man clear across the room.... There is no real way to describe the thrill of biting into someone and tasting the warm gush of blood. I would almost compare it to a religious experience if you're into that sort of thing. "

The vampire smiled, for some reason she hadn't expected the way Stefan was looking at her to have the effect it was on her. The way he was listening, curious. Eager to hear what she had to say.

"Death isn't so bad. It hurt for a moment. There was nothing. Quiet... and then I surged back to life with a power running through me that I'd never felt in my frail human life. Are you afraid, Stefan?"

#Answered #brokenbrxther #verse: 1864

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stars-and-darkness · 11 months

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WIP Wednesday!!!

week #3

okay, so i find the fact that both klaus and lexi consider themselves stefan’s best friends of all time hilarious. what would be even more hilarious is if lexi had lived long enough for the two of them to butt heads about it. therefore, i give you tug of war.:

Stefan casts a horrified look towards the guy on the counter, and then he’s grabbing his friend by the upper arm and hauling her out of the shop.

“You can’t be here. You have to leave.”

“What? Stef, what the hell—”

“You have to leave, before he sees you, Lex, quickly—”

“What? Who? Stefan, you’re not making any sense. Who are you talking about?”

“I do believe that’d be me, sweetheart,” comes Klaus’s accented voice and Stefan sees him at the mouth of the alley, twirling the wooden cross hanging from the rosary around his neck between his thumb and forefinger. “And who would you be?”

Lexi straightens—and a defiance that will get her killed enters her eyes, God no—

“I’m his best friend.”

Klaus pushes off the wall. His expression, in the flash that is all Stefan manages to see of it, is terrifying, but then it smooths over and makes way for his usual cruel amusement. “Are you now?” he drawls, though there’s a rough edge to his voice. “How … quaint.”

It doesn’t set the alarm bells in Lexi’s head ringing as it does in his.

“Alexia Branson.” Her name doesn’t have the notoriety that Stefan’s, Katherine’s, Klaus’s do. It is not a name that would drive fear into anyone’s heart. “And you are?” she asks impatiently when he doesn’t say anything more. “You know, when someone introduces themself, it’s customary to reciprocate.”

“So I’ve heard,” Klaus mutters, probably only to be difficult. “Very well, love, you asked for it. I am Klaus.”

Lexi laughs. Then she notices Stefan isn’t doing the same, so she stops.

“Wait what?” she blurts out. “No! That’s crazy. Klaus isn’t real. Stefan, where’d you pick up this lunatic?”

But Stefan’s not looking at her—he’s looking at Klaus, whose eyes are gleaming gold.

“Well,” he drawls, cutting off Lexi’s tirade. “Stefan and I really must be off. Lots to do, after all.”

“Yeah, no one is leaving until I get an explanation that makes sense,” she growls. “And until then, I’m not letting Stefan go anywhere with you.”

“I’m amazed you think you have a choice in the matter, sweetheart. Regardless, we’ll be off now. Stefan!” To heel goes unspoken.

Stefan grits his teeth together. For Elena.

This is all for Elena. For Damon.

“Fine,” Lexi exclaims, and then she’s pushing past. “Then I think I’ll be hanging around for the foreseeable time, if you don’t mind, Mister Klaus.”

“I do, as a matter of fact,” he hisses out, smooth and all the deadlier for it. “Stefan—”

“Don’t,” Stefan pleads. “I owe you, remember? I’m not going back on my word. Lex, you gotta go.”

“You owe him? Stefan, what is this bullshit?” She crosses her arms over her chest. “I don’t know who you are, but Stef doesn’t owe you shit. So—”

“Lexi …” Stefan swallows. “It’s not so simple, okay? I can’t—I have to—I owe him, okay? He saved Damon’s life.”

“Damon? Since when does Damon matter?”

“Oh, sweetheart, clearly you haven’t been paying attention,” Klaus says, condescending. “I mean, I agree that Damon is a waste of air and Katerina Petrova’s blood, but he and dear Stefan appear to have mended their bond somewhat. So when Damon had an unfortunate run-in with a werewolf’s set of teeth on the night of the full moon …”

Lexi’s brow contorts. “What?”

“He saved Damon,” Stefan says tiredly. “And in exchange I accepted to be his lackey for ten years.”

“You make it sound so boring,” Klaus protests. “We’re gonna have so much fun, you and I.”

“I’m not gonna let this happen!”

“As already established, sweetheart, you don’t get a choice.” His smile is bright and handsome and all the more terrible for it.

“You can’t stop me.”

“I can rip your head off. That’ll stop you just fine.”

#klaroline wip wed #tvd #ella originals #ella writes

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bengiyo · 1 year

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8 Shows to Get to Know Me

The rules seem pretty simple, just to list 8 shows to get to know me. Some people have explanations and some don't so we'll see.

I was tagged by: @negrowhat, @farewellnverland, @wanderlust-in-my-soul, and I think @introvertedkeni. I’m sorry for putting this off, but I have watched so much stuff in my life.

1. Star Trek: Deep Space 9

I’ve been watching Star Trek since I was seven days old with my dad, and Deep Space 9 remains my favorite series. I like how it makes the future feel like a real place that people live in. Unlike the other shows, we can’t just fly away from our problems. We have to live with them and with our differences. I admired Benjamin Sisko so much. I have a deep love for Nog, and he and Jake are one of my first ships. I regularly return to this Star Trek more than any of them, and it’s an easy way for me to mention Babylon 5, without which this show would not exist. This may be the black sheep of Star Trek, but it is the show that I think legitimizes Star Trek the most.

2. Yu Yu Hakusho

I grew up in the heyday of Toonami, and I find myself returning to Yu Yu Hakusho even as an adult. It’s one of the rare shows I think is actually more enjoyable in its English dub. I just enjoy how different each arc feels, and the Dark Tournament is still one of the most compelling tournament arcs in anime history.

Also, Smile Bomb is still the best intro song ever used IMO.

3. Black Sails

I put this show just under the Wire in terms of how well I think it built on its own mythology over its runtime. The philosophical ideas at the core of this show are so potent, and it’s one of the few shows that isn’t necessarily about the queer experience in which the desires of queer people are the driving forces of the narrative. It’s amazing to think that this is a Treasure Island prequel blandly described as “Wet Game of Thrones,” but it’s one of the most compelling shows about anti-imperialism I’ve ever experienced.

4. The Fosters

I started watching this show because I saw two lesbian civil servants raising all dem kids. In this show we have a black assistant principal and a white police officer who are raising the cop’s oldest son (a pianist), their adopted latinx twins Mariana and Jesus, and then they pick up Callie and Jude. Jude was queer, and I was thrilled to finally see a show about queer people raising a queer child. The actor who played Emmett on Queer as Folks (Peter Paige) was one of the showrunners. I think this show became a hot mess after season 1a, and instead started focusing on the kids way too much. However, I have an undying love for Stef and Lena, and the Jonnor pinky touch is still the best we’ve ever had.

This show is objectively not that good, but this is one of the few shows during the time of the Clexa Incident and the Great Lesbian TV Purge that went through that unscathed. I also spent a great deal of time fighting off Brallie fans in the era; I do not miss that. We just didn’t have a lot of options at the time, and this show was a beacon of frank queer life that I desperately needed.

This is another show who I think has a perfectly selected intro. This show also is a case study in the shift from ABC Family to Freeform.

5. Avatar: The Last Airbender

I was almost 15 when this started airing. It was my first time having to track a show down because of the erratic airing schedule. I think this show has one of the most satisfying arcs in all of TV history, and it is my default show to use when I talk about how to do a serialized story well. Avatar fans can refer to specific episodes so easily and quickly, and yet we can appreciate how each episode contributes to the global narrative. It really is a masterpiece.

6. What Did You Eat Yesterday?

As much as I have fun with BL, it’s really the queer shows that stick with me. A show about two gay men in their 40s trying to maintain a committed relationship despite their differences, and grounded around the meals they share together? This was always going to be one of my favorite shows of all time. I adore Shiro and Kenji, and I hope to have a partnership as good as theirs someday.

7. One Day At a Time

I’m a sucker for a good sitcom. I was excited about the revival of this classic and centered around a Cuban-American family in which the daughter comes out as a lesbian. Also, Rita Moreno is here. This is one of the Netflix cancellations I will never forgive. The finale of the second season is one of the most memorable cries I’ve ever had in television. I adore this cast so much. This is a show that is so much greater than the sum of its parts.

8. Moonlight Chicken

This is Aof at his best, and I don’t foresee anyone making anything that will replace this show for me. If I Told Sunset About You fixed the Love of Siam (2007) sized hole in my heart, Moonlight Chicken is the intergenerational queer family drama that I need as an adult. What we need as adults more than anything is a little bit of kindness and a great deal of compassion. Aof has so much care for all of his characters, his actors, his crew, and the viewers. This is one of the most gentle stories I’ve ever experienced about some extremely difficult topics. The intergenerational love flowing out of this show is so strong. I have been forever changed by this show.

tagging: @shortpplfedup, @liyazaki, @flukenatouch, @kyr-kun-chan, @elnotwoods, and anyone else who wants to participate.

#tag meme #about me

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riseandshinelittleblossom · 1 year

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You ever accidentally stumble across a fantastic fanfic and you love it and want to revisit it but it's been a couple of years since you read it and now you can't remember which site you found it on or who wrote it or what it was called so now you're just stuck with the memory of this gorgeous fic and you start to wonder if you lowkey imagined reading it?

N-no?

Just me, then?

#fan fiction #this was a naruto fic #i want to read it again so badly 😩#stef speaks #stef in real life #not choices

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maurastierney · 3 months

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some season 2 fosters thoughts from my rewatch

funny how Mat is introduced as Emma’s friend and I barely remember them talking in later seasons

the guy who gave the description of Mike is like the only person who ever seems to acknowledge he’s darker skinned

speaking of Mike how do he and Stef end up on such good terms they are a mess these eps

so are Stef and Lena they are in no place to be bringing more kids into this house, probably the worst we ever see them

also how is Timothy ever redeemable???

Teri Polo is so into Sherri Saum it’s unreal

why would Brandon ever perform a song about being outlaws in love it’s so obvious it’s about your sister

Sherri’s character being pregnant but always covering up her (real life twin-sized) bump gets more and more hilarious (were it not for the fact that tragedy strikes in both on and off screen life)

#the fosters #stef adams foster #lena adams foster #mike foster #brandon foster #Emma kurtzmann #mat tan #sherri saum #teri polo

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chicago-geniza · 1 year

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Just repeating like a mantra. As Stefania wrote from the sanatorium. These fears are nothing more than the perennial blossoms of our Angstneurose, a garden tended far too attentively in isolation; once we are among people again, once we are back in the world, the "illusion of closeness" (Stef's words) will settle again over the petrifying alienation of "real life" and we can stop groping for a hand in the dark, as it were. Stefania Zahorska patroness of neurotics with haunted hearts. I have had two panic attacks in as many days because it seems "agoraphobia" is "real" but Stefania will guide me through it, to find the person I am among people now. It is very very much not who I was three years ago and from that unrecognizabiity stems a portion of the fear.

#stefania tag

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mayasdeluca · 11 months

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I saw your post of Dani and Stef talking about representation at FRR. What do you think about neither of them properly acknowledging Pride (no I don’t count Stef reposting the S19 video) or the traumas being thrown at the LGBTQIA+ communities in the US and Italy? It divided twitter the other day. Personally I’m disappointed that they’ve stayed silent after all the love and support they get from the fandom, they aren’t bothered about sending any love and support back.

Yeah I saw all that...I'm personally disappointed that they didn't post anything either. I saw people arguing that making a post could just be seen as 'performative activism' but I don't buy that excuse...we know they don't do that as they both don't overuse their Instagrams and only post stuff that they believe in/promote for their work. We know they care about Marina and have proven that with words and actions but I would love to see them take the next step and acknowledge what is going on in the world right now and how the community continues to be targeted and them showing their support during Pride month just would've been nice to see. Especially considering the platforms they have.

And I do agree with those that say considering they profit off the community by going to cons/interacting with fans in the community, I do feel like it's also another reason they shouldn't stay silent and could show some kind of support in some way. I'm not saying they have to go over the top or anything like some are saying Danielle has to do more because of her coming out last year (no, she doesn't and she doesn't have to even acknowledge her part in the community if she doesn't want to, she can still post about Pride without doing any of that), but it does make me wonder if they really truly understand the importance of Marina and it's representation in regards to what is going on in real life when stuff like the Supreme Court decision a few days ago happens and we just don't hear anything from them. Like do they even know what's happening? I would assume Stefania knows how things are in Italy when it comes to the gay rights but I feel like they never really have addressed any of it besides the few questions when asked directly at cons like the one I made a gifset of.

#asks #anon

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derinkaplan · 1 year

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[penned by Stef, 25+ , her/she, est] muse for @nightrestrp

[ can yaman, male, him/he ] - was that derin kaplan i saw by the lighthouse today? i heard that the thirty three year old who has been in nightrest for his whole life and works as the c.o.o for kaplan inc. has a reputation of being ambitious, but also hardheaded. they reside in stoughton estates & people in town usually associate them with suits on the daily, always being on the go, never having time for anything. let’s hope the killer doesn’t go after them next.

Name: Derin Kaplan Age: 33 years old Gender: Male him/he Orientation: Pansexual DOB: August 12 Ethnicity: White (Turkey) Height: 6′1″ Body: Tall and built Hair: Long brown hair Eyes: Brown Definable Marks/Tats: Tattoo of an eagle over a compass heading N/W on left side of chest

Season Two Details/Updates

Has more relaxing time so he’s been spending most of his time getting back out and being social. Reconciling with old friends, and making new ones alike.

Personality

Derin is a fierce workaholic. Everything that he does is done with purpose and intent. He puts family above all else, and loves them to the end of the world. He is very charismatic, and can be cocky when speaking to the ladies or any male he deems ‘interesting’ or ‘bangable’. He had a hard time building relationships because he doesn’t give himself the time to truly get to know people. His entire life has always been structured so trying new things or doing things out of the blue sometimes terrifies him.

Character Intro

Derin had always knows that he was meant to follow in his father’s footsteps. His father made sure to let him know constantly how excited it had been to have him as the first born. A son. Someone whom he would be proud to pass the family business onto and continue the legacy that they had set. However, Derin wanted to do it all at his own time. He would study hard, go to the best college in the nation, and work his way up the family company starting as a mere intern while he studied. This was not something that his father had specifically wanted, but it was the only way that Derin would go along with him.

He didn’t allow himself too much time for messing around with the other kids in town. He had a really strong group of friends with whom he felt comfortable to be himself with, but mostly he just had acquaintances. Another big topic in his family had always been children. His parents had tried the best that they could to get him to marry one of the airheaded spoiled girls of their business partners but Derin wanted none of it. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted kids himself, but knowing well how that conversation would go with his family he never expressed his distaste.

Part of his agreement with his father was that he would be leaving the family home and go off to live his life on his own. He wanted to gain a better understanding of the world, and those around him so that in return he would know how to properly and more effetely advance his family’s company. He wanted real life experience, and felt like he would never get that if most of his life he spent it in the mansion that his parents called home. So upon leaving high school, and later on college, he got himself an apartment out in Low Point where he was able to explore life on a completely different level. He no longer had daddy’s money to help him get by, but had to struggle with odd jobs here and there that did not take time away from his education and set of goals.

Despite having taken so long to get to where he is today, Derin felt more appreciative of it all. He was now able to talk to his father man to man, and never feel like he owed the family anything that he had. That he had worked through nights of eating nothing but ramen, so that he could look his father in the eye as an equal and not an extension of him. Now that he has everything he could ever want he bought himself a beautiful mansion up in Stoughton Estates and is simply living life.

Family

Dilara Kaplan [cousins]

Belkis Kaplan [cousins]

Feyza Kaplan [cousins]

Deepest Connections [this is not everyone but i’ll keep filling as I plot]

Christina Simone [bestfriend/sugar baby] - The two met around two years ago, and ever since have always been in each other’s lives. Derin found her to be so easy to talk to and to be with without feeling like he had to pretend to be someone that he isn’t. She seemed to accept him just for him, and that made him love her very quickly. The two have an arrangement that is uncommon for others around them, but they understand it and that’s all that really matters. They are both free to do as they please with whom they please, without the need to reassure the other or mind their feelings.

Junho Rhee [childhood friends] - Derin has always looked up to him. Junho being a couple of years older than Derin, he was someone that Derin learned a lot from. Someone who Derin believed to be going through the same struggle of having to live up to their family’s expectations of what the eldest child should be, so as he watched Junho become the best at everything he did, Derin took inspiration from him and followed in his footsteps. Even though Derin doesn’t ever say so, he believes that he owes his success in part to Junho’s friendship.

Hana Rhee [ex-girlfriend/first love] - Derin liked her from the moment he’d first seen her. It took a good couple of years of stolen glances and stolen kisses before they officially dated when he was 20 years old. The two lasted three years, but it all ended due to his inability to commit. He was way too focused on studying and learning everything he could to take over his family’s business, and along the way he neglected their love. He wanted to be with her, but couldn’t bring himself to get distracted from his mission. His family would come above all else, and that included her. So when they broke up, he stopped coming around. Stopped looking for her, and simply disappeared from her life.

Julia Davis [close friend] - Derin hasn’t kept many friends over the years due to his way or working. Never having enough time for anything or anyone, but there have been a couple who get through those barriers and Julia has always been one of them. The two share a love of books and it always seems to bring them back together one way or another. She is one of his only true female friends that he has.

Connections Wanted

Ex-girlfriend(s) - these would have been short relationships where he’d spurge them designer bags, clothes, maybe a nice vacation out of the states but never lasted more than a few months.

FWB and flights - he’s a man of many bodies. lol male or female alike

Drinking buddies

Close Friends - mans is in need of them for real for real

Childhood Friends

Enemies??

Anything and everything

PINTEREST | CONNECTIONS SHEET

#self

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