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zaceouiswriting · 7 months

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The helpful teacher

Character: Jeremy Gilbert x teacher!male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: Smut, inappropriate relationship between teacher and student, slightly forced sexual relationship but also not really

“Please, don’t forget your homework! The last essay showed me that you all have to work harder!” I call after my students without results. Sighing, I glanced at my grades sheet. Of twenty-five students, fifteen failed, and only two scored above average. Even though I haven't been a teacher for long, this course is far worse than any other I've taught this far. One of them, in particular, grinds my gears: Jeremy. I read some of his works before my class, and they were excellent. His downfall is truly heartbreaking.

Just as I was thinking about why one of the best students had fallen, there was a crash in my classroom. My eyes immediately jumped up. Back there in the class was none other than Jeremy himself. He is moving slowly as if he were drunk. He has trouble freeing his backpack from his chair. Jeremy shook and pulled until he stumbled back with his freed backpack in his hands.

With a gloomy smile, he threw the backpack over his shoulder and wandered towards the door.

“Stay for a moment?” I ask him harshly.

Hearing the tone in my voice makes him jump, his eyes widening as he realizes I'm still in the same room. I could immediately tell that something was wrong. His pupils are dilated, his eyes bloodshot. He reluctantly comes towards me, his hands in his pockets.

“Sit down.“

Jeremy follows my orders, seemingly knowing he's already in enough trouble. And he is, especially with his low grades.

“Would you like to explain why you’re drunk in my class?”

“I’m not drunk,” he speaks rather slowly.

“What then?“

Dismissively he crossed his arms before his chest. But sighs a moment later and says, "It does not matter. It’s not like you or anyone cares.”

At this point, I'm already upset. My disappointment is immeasurable. Still, I want to help him. But I can only do that if he wants help, too, and that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Then explain to me why someone as smart as you is failing every class and even got an F in a class you once excelled in."

He only sits there in silence. Anger burns in his eyes, but there is also something else, a pain that begs for help. As long as he keeps quiet, no one can help him.

“If you don’t answer me, come over here and bend over my desk.”

He tilts his head, confusion written all over his face. But my patience is already running out. In a decision that seems strange even to me, I step forward, grab him by his sweater, and pull him to his feet. Only to lead him to my desk, push him against it, turn him around, and slam his torso onto an open surface.

Before he could say anything, I pull his pants down. It's baffling why some teenagers don't wear belts. But I have to admit, it can be convenient in certain situations.

“You can’t do that!” He tries in vain to change my mind. But it's already too late.

I pull his underwear down enough to reveal his ass, a pretty and pale one at that. He's obviously never shown it to the sun, which is sad because Jeremy is rather attractive, and just from his butt alone, I can tell his body isn't bad either.

Strangely, he didn't try to get away. Even though his hands were balled into fists, with which he could've easily pushed me away. I would be lying if I said I didn't like it somewhere. He even looks like he's enjoying it, but it was most likely due to his drunken state.

With a sudden slap, I brought Jeremy back to reality, but even though my slap on his ass cheek was pretty hard, he didn't make a sound. Wondering why, I take a look at his face. I see him biting his bottom lip, his eyes are closed, and a shy smile coupled with a blush spreading across his cheeks shows me a darker side of him.

Riled up by his show of want for this punishment, I give him an entire spanking. However, he still doesn't make a sound. It somehow got me angry and disgusted with him. So I quickly take out a ruler. For a second, I see Jeremy open his eyes, but before he can see my new weapon, I swing and slam the ruler on his butt. For the first time, a scream comes from his lips, satisfying me. Suddenly, I feel something moving in my pants as I look down. I become horrified to see myself getting hard. Disturbed by my body's reaction, I dropped the ruler to the floor.

My hand moves of its own accord, caressing his ass and absorbing the sight of his ruddy glory. But soon, one of my fingers found his crack. Feeling bold, I let a finger wander towards it. But Jeremy told me to stop before I could get too far into it. Shocked that he finally found his words, I did as asked, at least for the moment. He still didn't move, so, encouraged by his unmoving position, I slid my finger through it again and even poked his hole.

I never in my life thought Jeremy would slam his hand on my desk and tell me to stop in a deep, sexy, authoritative tone. I'm so shocked that my knees buckled. Could a man younger and smaller than me really make me falter?

Then suddenly, what I had been wondering finally fell from my lips, so I ask, “Why didn't you move if you didn't like it?”

Silence. Jeremy didn't move, but he didn't say anything either. I try to stand up again, thinking he wouldn't say anything more, that I'd gone too far.

“Because you didn't tell me to,” he says, embarrassed.

Stunned by his words, I fall to my knees again. I try to think of what he could mean, but it quickly sends me into a whirlwind of thoughts. It's getting so bad my head is spinning.

“So if I told you to turn around, would you do that?”

He hummed in agreement but nothing else. So I tell him to turn around, and he does. His underwear is still in the same position, just with the second-largest tent I've ever seen. So large, in fact, that I think he could use it as a real weapon, at least to destroy someone's guts.

“Fuck!“

“What?” asks Jeremy, nervously.

But I’m too far gone at that point. I leap forward, pulling his underwear down completely. As his large, thick cock jumps in my face, all I could do was look up. For the first time, I see how handsome Jeremy truly is. Before I know it, my right hand is wrapped around his cock while my left fondles his big balls. He again bites his bottom lip.

“Are you doing everything I tell you?” Jeremy nods silently. "So if I told you to slam me on the floor and fuck me hard, would you do that?" He nods again. “And if I told you to kiss me, would you do that too?”

“Everything,” he says to me, trying not to moan.

“What if I tell you I want to do something to your ass?”

Suddenly his hands grab mine, and in an angry voice, he says, “Everything but my ass.”

I am shocked by his sudden change in behavior. Out of nowhere, I feel a knot explode in my stomach, and before I know it, I cum hard in my underwear. My whole body convulses violently. If Jeremy hadn't held me by the arms, I would have fallen sideways like a sack of potatoes.

It takes me a moment to come back to my senses, but Jeremy is still in the same position and seems unaware of the effect he's really having on me and my body.

"So you're a service top?" I ask, out of breath as soon as the fog in my head has cleared.

"What is that?“

“Doing whatever your partner sexually wants to satisfy him and make sure he enjoys every damn second of it. Like a good boy.”

Jeremy blushes at my words. It's quite adorable. He swallows loudly, clearly unsure of his next words. He whispers quietly, “I want to be a good boy.” He looks away shyly, biting his bottom lip again before clearing his throat and shrugging his shoulders. “As long as someone drains my balls, I don’t care.”

The second part obviously serves his male pride, which he should preserve. Because damn, he looks hot being prideful. Looking at him with flushed cheeks while he bites his bottom lip, he looks submissive, but when I look into his eyes, there is something completely different, a dominating force that makes me shudder. He's obviously holding back, but how far could I push him? Would he ever break, or would he just get power through it?

His hands slowly withdrew and instead grabbed the edges of my desk so I could do whatever I wanted with his large member. He leans back and thereby makes himself vulnerable to me. Jeremy is so young and yet mature enough to handle such a situation.

I look at his cock again and slowly stroke it up and down. The rest of my discipline quickly faded.

“Fuck it,” I say in a desperate voice, just before I put his head in my mouth. It's already filling my mouth, and I haven't even put much of his cock into it. But the taste is bitter and sweaty. I take it out of my mouth but still stroking as I look up. “From now on, you will wash yourself everyday, understand?”

Jeremy nodded awkwardly, clearly unprepared for such an order. Although he seems to have forgotten all about it, when I open my mouth wider and take about a third of his member into my mouth, I elicit a long moan from him. His cock is already shaking on my tongue. Maybe it's the first time someone is touching him, but I didn't think he would cum so early.

Just as I was thinking about it, it happened. An enormous amount of liquid ambrosia fills my mouth, and I quickly have trouble swallowing. But in the end, I didn't lose a single drop.

After I clean his cock, I pull it out. But it didn't go down, which is perfect since I'm not done with him yet.

“Sit on my chair!“

“Wha-“

"Get a grip and get on my chair! You want to be a good boy, right? Then sit in my fucking chair!“

As I raise my voice, he scrambles like a child with his hand in the cookie jar. He almost knocked over my chair when he jumped on it. A sudden surge of guilt washes over me. Is he so emotionally starved that he would do anything to feel connected to someone in some way? Am I really taking advantage of an emotionally hurting boy?

As I ponder on my decision to ruin my life just for an affair with one of my students, I look at Jeremy again. Unwashed, probably for a few days, heavy bags under his bloodshot eyes and slurred words. But besides that, there is an eagerness in his eyes, the look of an injured or abandoned puppy wanting a connection. Even though I feel guilty, I want to help him, and if I get something out of it, all the better.

I slowly pull up my tight shirt and show the boy my vigorously trained body. He sat in amazement, staring at the body I was hiding. Shedding off my pants, I thought he was going to pass out. I'm not the biggest, but I have a great body and ass. Jeremy probably wouldn't find another ass this good in a long while, as I take extreme care of myself.

"Do you want to touch me first or-"

“Yes!” Jeremy shouts before I can even finish.

I smile at him and step closer to him so he won't have to get up again. When he still didn't move, I lean in and whisper close to his ear, "Touch me wherever you want, but don't you dare get up from this chair!"

Gulping loudly, Jeremy nods slowly. When I receive his answer, I straighten my back again and pose in front of him. His hands roam over my body, discovering every little part of me. I even kneel down between his legs when he shows interest in my upper body, where he immediately starts touching me. He is so gentle, always silently asking with his eyes if everything is okay. He really is a sweetheart.

But when his soft hand caresses my warm cheek, he looks deep into my eyes. As soon as our eyes meet, I know I can't wait any longer. Before he could react, I stand up, push him back into the chair, and sit on his lap. He looks stunned the whole time.

"This is your first time, isn't it?" He gulped but nodded. “Well, then we have to make it memorable, right?” I ask, winking at him.

He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. It feels more like he's about to go to heaven. So to get him back, I move my ass, letting his big cock slide between my ass cheeks. He snaps back to reality and almost dares to touch me, but at the last second, he stops his hands from gripping my waist. This will be the most fun I've had in a long time. I'm sure about that.

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It's dark when I finally open the door to my classroom again. I have no idea how long we were in there. Jeremy is close behind me, exhausted, but the corners of his mouth are turned up in a happy smile.

"A good chat, Mr. Gilbert," I tell him, clearing my throat, "If we do this everyday, I'm sure you'll be back on track in no time."

“Everyday?” he asks, swallowing loudly.

But I didn't say anything else. Instead, I walk past him and go out. Luckily, the janitor hadn't made his rounds yet. I wait outside for Jeremy, who walks quickly past me with his head bowed without looking back, stirring something inside me.

As I get into my car, I sit there for a moment. Reaching for the seatbelt, it suddenly dawns on me. Did I just force one of my students to have sex with me to raise his grades? I slam my hands on the steering wheel and curse myself. How could I convince myself I would help a hurting young man like that? By using him? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

“Fuck!” I finally mutter and start the engine. Even though I know not to drive angry, I couldn't stay there any longer before someone would find me and ask why I was still there. Still, I couldn't stop cursing myself for something so stupid.

My therapists will be happy to hear that my impulse control seems to be gone again. Even after the many years of hard work, we had done. Except I should probably leave out that it was a student of mine. The least I can do for myself is not to sabotage myself further.

#jeremy gilbert x male reader #Jeremy Gilbert #vampire dairies #vampire dairies x male reader #x male reader #male reader #smut

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smuttycentre · 4 months

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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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specialagentlokitty · 9 months

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Damon x reader - food wars

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It wasn’t, it was closed.”

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

“Don’t work.”

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

“Ugh fine.”

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

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

But Damon wasn’t really a man of work.

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

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

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

“What the hell?” You asked confused.

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

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

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

“Damon come on!” You laughed.

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

“You started it!”

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

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

You laughed and tossed batter at him this time.

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

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

“I win.” He beamed.

“For now.”

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

“Clean up for me.”

“I’m not your bitch.”

“Yes you are.”

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

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

#the vampire diaries imagine #the vampire diares imagine #the vampire dairies #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries x reader #damon salvatore imagine #damon salvatore x reader #damon salvarote #damon salvatore

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vladdyissues · 8 months

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hey what if vlad started lactating and danny's curiosity got the better of him? 😳

SOMEONE'S GONNA GET MILKED

#danny phantom #vlad masters #pompous pep #hjbenderart #male lactation #danny the milk vampire #vlad i vant to suck your ti—#(joke's on danny. vlad is totally into it)#headcanon that vlad is related to the dairy king whose genetic legacy is all the males in the family spontaneously lactate in adulthood #some would call it a curse. others call it a part of this balanced breakfast #all those cereal jokes are beginning to make more sense now #asks

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moonstruksandco · 2 months

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Right Side Of My Neck ᡣ𐭩

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

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

With an IUD in.

Also, by a vampire.

Allegedly. 』

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CHAPTER INDEX -

i. snow angel ✦ reneé rapp

ii. spinnin ✦ madison beer

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

iv. decode ✦ paramore

v. moves ✦ suki waterhouse

vi. we can’t be friends ✦ ariana grande

vii. (wait for your love) ✦ ariana grande

viii. jade ✦ lolo zouaï

ix . mood ring ✦ lorde (8%)

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For overall warnings please pleasseee read the tags on AO3 ᯓ★

image used for the posters does not depict what reader should or could look like! im a poc dark skinned woman who just likes the pics ᡣ𐭩

#damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #the vampire diaries #damon salvatore x reader #stefan salavatore x reader #the vampire dairies imagine #damon salvatore imagine #stefan salvatore imagine

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a-violent-homosexual69 · 11 months

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Kai: I think we should have glow stick juice injected in our bones when we're born, so if we break our bones, we get a fun little surprise.

Y/N: What's the surprise?

Kai: Blood poisoning.

#y/n #you #tvd fandom #tvd #tvd incorrect quotes #tvdu imagines #incorrect quotes #tvd kai #kai parker #chris wood #kai x you #the vampire dairies

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saintsir4n · 7 months

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I think my issue with vampire diaries after many rewatches, fics and online opinion is there are so many useless characters or characters that end up with repetitive arcs or just end up with nothing to do.

I’ll give examples…

1) Bonnie isn’t a character, not a proper one. It was clear she was the magical negro, only there to save and sacrifice her life for her white counterparts. However the reason why I believe most of us love her, other than Kat Graham’s amazing portrayal is because she is essential to every plot.

2) the originals being in season 4. They had nothing to do and were clearly there until their spin off. Kol gave us some exposition on Silas. Klaus was there to involve himself with high school drama, and they wasted Rebekah’s character. They had no clue what to do with them and as stand alone characters they had so much more to give in my opinion.

3) Caroline was a self under and you can’t tell me otherwise. I feel for the girl especially in season 1&2 but after that I clocked out of her character. She’s in scenes where she doesn’t need to be, placed with characters that she doesn’t need to be with… she in my opinion if she wasn’t played by Candace would’ve had a smaller role and pushed to the back like Tyler, Matt and Jeremy.

4) most of the plots were centred around shops instead of any substance. It worked for the first three seasons but after that it just got boring. Most people say season 4 was where the show peaked by it’s clearly season 3 and even then there were many plot holes and inconsistencies, especially with my girl Bonnie.

5) the confederacy

6) the show should’ve been finished in season 4 and had a big final showdown between the mystic falls gang vs Katherine (the original big bad) and maybe an non humanity Elena.

7) Bonnie should’ve had a coven or a witch friend or her grams.

8) “bigger is not always better” this is in reference to villains like Silas. He was pointless and everyone needs to bffr. He was ultimately just so boring. Sure everyone loved Paul acting like himself but omg, he was just playing an exaggerated non humanity Stefan/ ripper Stefan and that’s it. Also his existence diminishes stelena.

9) they should’ve killed off Caroline, Tyler or Damon in season two instead of Jenna. I know Damon is a main character but I like when a show shows off how high the stakes are.

10) the show runners, producers and writers needed more BIPOCS around because majority of the storylines especially regarding race (lemme not start on marcel’s origins because wtf) were poorly written

P.s

They should’ve expanded more on Katherine’s origins, she was one of most compelling characters and although I do not like her actions, she was a perpetrator of sexual assault (Stefan/ Damon were her victims), I would say she was a victim of Klaus and his terror. She both makes me feel some sort of sympathy for Katerina but for Katherine, I don’t like her, I just found her presence entertaining. She not an anti hero more of an Antagonist. I like that she didn’t get redemption, we just saw why she is the way she is yk?

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hi can you make fluff alphabet for yandere Elijah mikaelson

Elijah Michaelson SFW Alphabet

Human Reader

A - Affection

He's not very affectionate in public but behind closed doors he likes to hug you from behind

B - Beginning

He's loved you from first sight and will love you till the end

C - Cuddling

He's not much of a cuddler

D - Domestic

He likes helping you around the house but he knows once your done you both have a nice relaxing bath together

E - Efforts

It's 50/50 for both of you

F - Fiance

He's more affectionate once you say yes

G - Gifts

He loves gifting you beautiful things especially lacy things 😏

H - Hugs

He likes hugging you from behind

I - Intimacy

He's romantic and would do anything you ask

J - Jokes

He's not much of a joker but he loves making you laugh

K - Kissing

He's a passionate kisser loves running thumb along your jaw

L - Little Ones

He wants kids so bad but can't till he takes the cure

N - Now And Then

He's much more affectionate then he was at the beginning

M - Mornings

He doesn't want you to leave the bed so he hugs you and growls everytime you move

O - Open

He only keeps a few things to himself but he's more open with you then his siblings

P - Patience

He's very patient with you and doesn't push you into anything

Q - Quizzes

He remembers everything about you and things you've told him

R - Remember

He remembers the night you said yes like it was yesterday

S - Security

He feels safe and secure when your around but there's always a feeling of unsafty because of his past

T - Takeout

He doesn't let you go near them

U - Ugly

His ugly habit is manipulating you

V - Vanity

He always wants to look his best for you

W - Whole

He feels like he's empty whenever your not around

X - Xtra

He likes doing everything and more for you and he loves doing xtra

Y - Yuck

He hates your male friends

Z - ZZZ

He likes with you both face each other when sleeping so when he's awake he can stare at you till morning

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

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#damon salvatore #vampire #vampire dairies

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Day 14- Alt “You’re pathetic.”

Picking an alt for day 14 for whumpril but hopefully with this i'll have caught up

Familiar Faces set Season 3 ep 14, set after Day 13 Angry tears and before Day 10 Adrenaline

The Mikealson ball goes on, Elijah is not enjoying it before he gets dragged into being part of the hosts

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Elijah bit back the urge to curse out loud as he saw Elena enter the ball despite his pleas that she stay away from Esther, why couldn’t his sibling just listen to him, before he could make his way to her and try to get her to leave he was stopped by another sibling.

“Elijah.” Finn called as he stepped into his path, Elijah had managed to avoid him and Klaus since he arrived, mostly staying at Jenna’s side or speaking with Kol and he flickered around the room to greet all the guests, likely on mother’s order.

He stopped, not that he had much choice as Finn stood in front of him, he hated the fact he had to look up to meet Finn’s eyes at this closeness.

“This is a new start.” Finn tried to reason with him as he glared back, at least he didn’t need to explain to Finn why he was angry at him.

“She’s the one who failed us,” he snapped back, reminding his brother.

“Elijah we all need to-” his brother started but Elijah cut him off with a laugh.

“Change” he finished before stepping away“and yet you return to the same place you have always been, at mother’s side, clinging to her skirt.”

He frowned as Finn following him forcing him to step further away from where he had left Jenna and Elena who he noticed was joined by both his other brother, the Salvatore could at least keep his self sacrificing twin with the witch with a habit of using doppelganger blood

“Tell me brother who has placed the job of minding our siblings since i’m not returning to the role?” he asked, covering his annoyance as he realised he was being shepherded away with a taunt he knew would push Finn’s patience.

“Mother wants to see you.” Finn admitted as Elijah realised he had been led away, not just from his family but to a side door, one clearly closed off for guests.

As much as he wanted to remind them he was just a guest here and pull away from Finn to return to his family, he could also feel Klaus on the other side of the door.

It was rather clear this ‘choice’ only had one answer.

“Of course, always the errand boy.” he signed as he gave in, he would have left it if he hadn’t noticed the shift in Finn’s expression a mix of pleasure and getting what he wanted and fulfilling mother’s request, “You’re pathetic.” he smiled coldly at his brother before turning away and barely glancing at Klaus as he met him on the other side of the door.

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After months living in this house as it was renovated, and the last kept them as little more than house arrest he knew where they were going.

He isn’t surprised to find Esther standing of the otherside in the living room waiting for him, he is however to find Kol and Rebekah also waiting there, so this was planned, he didn’t glance at either of them in betrayal for not warning, he understood.

It's just he no longer cared about Esther’s wishes.

So had she called him here to humiliate him in front of them as a warning to them or was this an attempt for her to remind him of the full family, to use his siblings against him.

Unfortunately for her, his complete family didn’t include her and he would love to see what would happen if she attempted to ban his siblings from seeing him.

“How can I help you Mrs Mikaelson?” he asked the image of a polite guest, ignoring as Finn and Klaus followed him into the room.

She sighed heavily as if he had disappointed her.

“Elijah, I expect you to deal with your petulantance.”she told him “I understand the emotional issues returning to a younger body and reliving childhood could have confused you, I’ve watched over you, I understand what you have gone through from this curse.”

He choked at her words, refusing to let the panic he felt at the thought of her watching from the other side as he worked on the street, as he crawled after Tristan and cried himself to sleep for the first few years he was in the hospital praying his uncle would come back for him.

“May I suggest getting yourself checked out at the hospital.” he offered turning his choking into an amused scoff, “either your hearing is going for your having memory issues but I told you this morning you're not my mother.” he repeated.

Elijah didn’t look away from her but he heard his siblings shift around the room, clearly uncomfortable at the tension or that he hadn’t given in.

Maybe that was why hse had chosen to do this in front of an audience she was hoping he’d give in to spare them of the discomfort, he had never really liked conflict in his first life.

Turns out that’s something he had learned to, some point over the last thousand years.

“Elijah, do not embarrass me.” she snapped.

“I’m sorry,” he demurred, looking down but watching from the corner of his eyes as she relaxed before speaking again “but your continued existence is an embarrassment to Niklaus reputation.”

“Hey!” Klaus snapped from the side only stopped by her hand wave.

“I mean how come you fail to make sure she stays dead but Zach does.” he called over as if the use of his brother’s name so carelessly didn’t hurt, he rolled his shoulder well aware that his looser postured made Klaus uncomfortable a reminder that he wasn’t just his responsible controlled older brother.

“Zachary Salvatore is on the other side,” Esther spoke softly, soothing, Elijah froze as something crawled its way up his throat. “He wouldn’t want this for you-”

Right, it was repulsion in his throat, at the idea she could use Zach against him. That anyone could use Zee against him when Zee was his, only his, they were all each other had.

Stop living for others, you're free. Live however you want EJ, Zee’s last words for him, going to his death but more concerned Elijah would lose himself in the afterwards.

She was smiling so sure that had swayed him.

“Since Klaus failed to make your stay there permanent, maybe I can try.” he smiled back, ignoring the way all his siblings flinched.

He wasn’t surprised by the sudden movement from the edges of the room.

Finn and Klaus, Mother’s golden boys. He really needed to deal with the unfortunate refresh of his childhood feelings that the age of his body had brought and Esther’s return had empowered.

Two hands grabbed him at the same time both very much going to leave bruises, the hand on his right catching his shoulder thumb pressing onto his collar bone while the other vice like hand curled around his forearm, he didn’t look away from Esther’s eyes keeping a smile on his face but he noticed the taller one was on his right, Finn’s grip was the one threatening to break his collarbone with the grip tighter than Klaus.

Seemed Klaus has learned a little.

“BOYS STOP!” she shouted after a moment’s delay, was that shock at her son’s attacking the normal peacekeeper or had she wanted Elijah to get a warning from it, Elijah tried not to wonder anymore, he didn’t care about anything Esther wanted. “I expect you to be civilised,” he bites back the comment over learning that from the Gilberts, “not act like animals” he heard his own teeth click as he swallowed another comment over her taste in lovers, he had brought Klaus into this once already.

“Fine, what do you want?” he sighed, rolling his shoulders as he did, the sooner he agreed to whatever she wanted, the sooner he could leave and get away from her.

“You’re to stand with the family during the toast.” she told him, the frown on her face, this had clearly not gone how she wanted.

“Why?” he asked, know there was more to it but unable to see what

“The town knows you,” she smiles and he hates that he knows it means she won, “they trust you, it will help us settle in peacefully.”

He agrees with annoyance he doesn’t let himself show.

—-

He downs the drink the moment the toast is raised, the glass cracking in his grip.

How dare she! Airing his family secret, his adoption, to the town just so she could claim him, at least it was only his birth he brought into question.

That she had let Elena alone.

Still he’d take Isobel over Esther.

Fine, she wanted to be his mother in the eyes of the town, she could have it. The town was going to have questions and they would go to Elijah first, he was the one they knew, he’d grown up with these people, he knew just the ones that would spread the story faster than Esther could.

Elijah was going to be honest, as honest as he could and she couldn’t blame him if it was the truth, it was her own fault if it embarrassed her.

#whumpril2024 #whumprilday14 #“You’re pathetic.”#fanfiction #elijah mikaelson #esther mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #finn mikaelson #the originals #fic #tvd fanfiction #au- familiar faces #the vampire diaries #the vampire dairies au #the originals au

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It's always the small guys

Character: Jeremy Gilbert x male reader; mentioned Tyler Lockwood, Matt Donovan

Universe: somewhere in Vampire Dairies

Warnings: slight Angst, slight fluff

Y/N moved slowly, unable to straighten his sore legs more than a few inches at a time. His back was strained from the previous day's activities.

His strange movements were not immediately noticed by those around him, except for the person he was approaching. Inwardly, he berated himself for doing such stupid things during the week when school and football practice inevitably came up.

Just a short distance from one of his longtime best friends, he winced and needed to rest for a moment when he accidentally took a normal stride, causing pain in his aching body.

At that moment, Matt, Y/N's best friend, noticed him and gave him a questioning look. "Are you all right, bro?" he asked. His thoughtless question sent Y/N into a spiral of doubt. Wasn't he paying enough attention to seem normal? But then again, Matt has always been more observant than most people - except when it comes to Elena, in which case he's blind as a stone.

Y/N took a deep breath to calm himself and answer his friend's question, but the sudden expansion of his lungs increased his pain into overdrive. With an almost inaudible groan, he crashed loudly into the lockers to his friend's left.

Concerned, Matt stepped into action, stabilizing his almost-falling friend. "I'm fine," Y/N unconvincingly tried to sway Matt's opinion of his dire situation.

"Okay, let's... get you up for now," Matt tried to show his innocence but was just as unconvincing as his friend had been before. Although Y/N and Taylor, their mutual second best friend and third musketeer, always joked about Matt's apparent lack of intelligence, he once again marveled at his friend's attentiveness. "How about we try again, maybe without the lies?"

For a second, Y/N thought he heard assertiveness in his gentle friend's voice but pushed those silly thoughts away. Knowing he could not even command a flock of ducks if he tried.

"I just...I overdid my exercises yesterday," Y/N finally admitted.

But the only reaction he got from his friend was a raised eyebrow and his arms folded across his chest. He knew what that meant. Matt was readying himself to lecture him... again.

"How many times do I-"

"Hey. Woah, what's going on here?"

Y/N sighed with relief when he saw Tylor. His glittering eyes pointed at his rescuer, who leisurely walked towards them. When Tylor noticed the longing gaze aimed at him, a one-sided grin suddenly appeared on his square face.

"So you finally realized?" He asked ominously as he reached his two friends.

Suddenly the atmosphere around the three friends changed. Matt’s questioning, slightly disapproving look now stat fest laying on Tylors’ trained frame. His button-up shirt is open - for some reason. It wasn’t warm enough for something like that yet and didn’t even wear his letterman jacket, which he never lefts without.

"What?" Y/N and Matt asked in unison.

"That you want a piece of me. I always knew the day would come when you realize I'm the only one who can give you what you really need."

He came painfully close to Y/N, took his hand, and ran it over his beautifully chiseled torso. Y/N felt more than uncomfortable but remained frozen in place. His second best friend was undoubtedly attractive, but it would've been like sleeping with his brother. Even thinking about it made him shudder.

"Back of Tylor! Y/N already has a boy toy that he is very much in love with!"

The eyes of the boy being spoken about widened in shock at hearing his gentle friend's blunt comment. His eyes searched the hallway, hoping no one had heard his indecent words, especially not him. His left hand flew within seconds, landing over Matt's running mouth, rendering him unable to speak. Y/N's eyes were even larger than before. With fear clearly visible inside them.

"Are you out of your mind?“ He asked him angrily, in a whispery tone.

Just as Matt was about to respond, eyes glittering like those of a kicked golden retriever. Another voice interrupted him.

“What is going on here?“ The voice asked smugly.

The question was not surprising, yet Y/N was unwilling to answer it. So without further ado, knowing full well that there was no way either of his best friends would tell him, Tylor started to pout slightly. When this still got no reaction from them, he clicked his tongue dismissively, turned, and walked away angrily, fists balled.

Still, Y/N waited until Tylor was well away before taking his hands off his other friend's mouth. "He'll be back by the evening at the latest, propping for the answers he wants, you know that, don't you?"

"Yup,“ Y/N sighed heavily.

"So what is it, brother? Your inability to walk properly and bad excuses for not being at practice yesterday?”

“I was sick!“

"Suddenly, you were sick? Stop that crap, dude! I know perfectly well that you didn't exercise yesterday. So what's up, bro? Are you on drugs?"

Stunned, Y/N's nervous eyes darted to his friend, unable to comprehend how he came to such a delusional conclusion. He bowed his head angrily. "Please promise me you won't tell Tylor. I really don't want to be even more sexually harassed by him than he already does."

“Why should he-?“

"I... was intimate with him all day yesterday," Y/N whispered fearfully. Hoping nobody else would hear it.

"Okay..." Matt was confused, "then why can't you walk?"

Y/N knew his friend was dense, but that? Looking around again, he leaned in more discreetly this time, making it look like he was about to kiss his friend.

"Because he almost split me in two when he..."

Even more confused, Matt took a staggering step back to put some space between himself and his friend. However, his hot breath still lingered on his neck and the fine hairs on his ear.

Suddenly a light appeared in his head. His eyes scanned Y/N's body with a shocked look on his face.

"But you're the man!" he yelled softly. "Football captain, gym rat, student president, popular with girls and boys," he reminded his friend almost angrily. "And you're fucking hung!" Matt finally burst out screaming.

A faint pink blush crept up Y/N's cheeks. He didn't know how to react to his friend's reaction to having his privates etched in his memory. But it was all forgotten when he felt how many eyes were on him. It made him shudder with discomfort.

"You have no idea!" Y/N said softly to Matt. He was just as shocked as his friend. He never thought he would let anyone get close to him like that, but that day everything shattered inside of him, and the guy who was to blame rebuilt him, but more to his liking. "He's hiding a monster!"

Right at that moment, someone brushed past Y/N's shoulder quite hard. Only out of the corner of his eye could he see Jeremy's disapproving look. He swallowed audibly when he saw him there.

"So you're Jeremy's boy toy then? He's two years younger than you!"

"And? As if that matters! And no, neither of us is the other's plaything! You know we're a couple!" Y/N said, now annoyed at his friend, rolling his eyes dramatically while he dismissively waved him away. "Please excuse me now. I need to appease my boyfriend before he punishes me...again!"

As Y/N walked away, Matt could only stand there, stunned by too much information. How could a guy like Y/N get so... strange?

He watched as his friend went to his younger boyfriend and hugged him from behind, a silly smile on both faces. Just by looking at it, Matt never would have guessed that what he now knows was a fact. It made it seem like Y/N is the man in their relationship, yet he lies beneath his younger, much smaller boyfriend every time they do it together.

It seems it was time for Matt to redefine his world as Y/N had questioned his worldview for him. Because in his eyes, his second best friend will never be less than "the man" to him. But in the same train of thought, he quickly realized why Y/N had asked him not to tell Tylor about it. Then he would never let Y/N hear the end of it.

But just as Matt turned around, something else hit him in the head. He quickly turned to take a look at Jeremy's pants. They're as always baggier than anything else. Which made him wonder what Y/N had told him about the size of his privates.

He knows Y/N is well endowed. So how big does Jeremy have to be for him to see it and change his entire worldview? Matt is intrigued and has to find out somehow. After all, it has to be extraordinary when Y/N bows to this.

Tylor watched it all from the sidelines. The existential crisis Matt is going through and the weird walk his other best friend takes.

Another grin immediately graced his face. As he turned, his eyes searched the hallway for a specific person he was looking for. "Ohhh, Stefan!" He sings the other's name.

Rolling his eyes, Stefan turned away from Elena to see what Tylor wanted from him. But the first thing he saw was an outstretched hand. Confused, his gaze wandered up to meet the other guy's eyes. "What?" he asked, already out of patience.

“I won the bet!“

"Impossible!“

"See for yourself." He lightly grabbed Stefan's shoulders and maneuvered him to see Y/N and Jeremy together. But it wasn't until they walked away hand in hand that Stefan let out an exaggerated sigh. He quickly pulled out twenty dollars and handed it to Tylor. "Nice doing business with you!"

As he moved away from Stefan, Tylor was already thinking of new ways to annoy Y/N and maybe finally break him to get a piece of him too. After all, he's everyone's type, right?

[Masterlist]

#Jeremy Gilbert #jeremy gilbert x male reader #Vampire Dairies #Vampire dairies x male reder #male reader #x male reader #slight angst #slight fluff

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Vegan Cherry Pie Vampire Cupcakes

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Word Count: 1,952

Warnings: N/A for this chapter. Future chapters will explore darker elements, though

Author's Notes: New project, who dis?? Recently fandom-switched to Vampire Diaries/Originals & was inspired to write a little piece about two OCs interacting at the Mystic Grill.

From there on, the plot took hold of my soul, and now I'm writing a fic. Again. Lol.

Pairing: Yandere!Elijah & Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader (eventually)

Summary: Vincent Webb returns to Mystic Falls, Virginia after many years of avoiding his hometown. He decides to catch up with an old flame at the Grill only to be interrupted by his high school arch-nemesis: Richard Lockwood. How awkward for Vince! 🤣

Recommended Song: "Half of my Hometown" by: Kelsea Ballerini

Chapter One: The Prodigal Son

[October 1st, 1991

Mystic Falls, Virginia]

It hadn't changed. Not one bit. More than 5 years had passed without Vincent Webb, yet Mystic Falls was the same shit hole as it'd been on the day he'd skipped town. 'Like a mosquito caught in amber', he mused to himself, a grimace on his face, 'Or something else that refuses to change despite the march of time'. God was not without his keen sense of irony when he made this place, it seemed, and Vincent was glad that he had left right after graduating from MFHS. Glad that he'd gotten out of Virginia to explore the world. Away from any monster that went bump in the night...

But now, fate had brought him back to Mystic Falls.

The first thing Vincent did when he'd crossed the town line was visit the cemetery where his father laid and took a piss on the old man's tombstone. The second thing he did (immediately afterward) was shoot off a text: 'Hey, you free tonight? Meet you at our usual spot, be there in 30 minutes,' to his ex-girlfriend, Grace. The only woman to have ever stolen his heart or gotten him to consider a future in driving a family minivan around. That's how he'd ended up here at the Grill, tucked away within its backmost lobby, nursing a scotch past twelve. Observing his high-school nemesis, Richard Lockwood, as he flirted shamelessly in front of Carol Lockwood with their young, pretty waitress two booths over. No, some things never changed in Mystic Falls.

Footsteps approached his table. A pair of heels judging from the sound of their clacking on the polished wood floor. His eyes flicked downward to spy an all-too-familiar toe ring that he'd once bought for the girl that he'd loved as a teenager. Grace had arrived. And with her arrival, the ache of nostalgia in his chest. Vincent took a gulp of his drink to steady his nerves as she slid into the seat opposite of him.

"You know," he said, tone casual, "I thought Rich was always gonna end up with that Forbes chick. Not Carol. Remember how annoying they were in sophomore year making out during gym? Blech!! But, I guess he still likes blondes. Carol, though? Awful."

Grace rolled her sapphire eyes, "It's been YEARS, Vince, and /this/ is what you wanna lead with??? Not: 'Gee golly, Grace! I'm sorry for disappearing on you when you needed me, let me clarify what happened the night I literally vanished without a trace so I can take the years of STRESS I caused you off your shoulders! Forgive me, I'm a stupid fucking piece of shit, Grace'-"

"Grace-"

His ex's voice rose above his own, "-Grace, I know I don't deserve your forgiveness or your understanding. I'm so, so, so, sooooo very lucky that you're even talking to me right now! Grace, I'm going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, Grace-"

"Gracey-"

"-'Gracey', WHAT, Vincent?!"

Vincent looked pained when he answered her, regret etched in every wrinkle, and crease on his brow:

"You're right. I'm a piece of shit, Grace. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you the way I did back then. It's just...some family stuff happened after the accident. And I couldn't talk about it to anyone at the time. I didn't mean to hurt you. Honest truth, that wasn't my intention."

Deep, oceanic blues narrowed upon him. Grace stared at Vincent for a few breathless moments (skeptically, silently) as if attempting to bore a hole through his soul by sheer force of will.

"UGH, I can't stay mad at you!" she relented in a sudden huff, "I'm just glad you're alive. You have no clue how worried I was about you! We were all worried about you! There was a rumor that you'd died, Vince. That some kind of animal had gotten you out in the woods!"

A shadow fell over Vincent's face. He mumbled another apology to his ex, "Grace, I mean it. I'm sorry. I really truly am..."

"That's alright, Vince. It's water under the bridge now," she replied, grabbing the Grill's menu that lay on the table between them and browsing the selections, "Besides, you're going to buy me ALL the expensive booze I want tonight, anyways."

"Wait, I'm gonna WHAT??"

Grace snickered mischievously, then imitated his casual tone from before, "Payback, ya know? It's a thirsty bitch, Vince."

When Vincent met Grace Baker, it was freshman year of high school, and he'd just gotten swirlied by Logan Fell. While he was drying his hair with a paper towel in the men's bathroom, Grace had wandered out of its corner stall, gripping a pint of (half-drunk) Jack Daniels. Wearing that same cheeky grin she was wearing now, Grace offered him some, mentioning that: 'nerds like them had to stick together'. Tonight, the two of them were completing an ancient circle. This time around, it was Vincent's turn to buy the drinks.

Grace made his wallet hurt. She chose every ale and IPA off the reserve menu, then moved onto taking shots. Vincent tried to enjoy the moment, knowing full well that he was going to regret it all tomorrow. One way or another.

Their table piled up quickly with empty glasses, cups, and pitchers. As it did, their conversation grew more nostalgic. Both of them blamed it on the quality of the liquor.

"They hired a better fucking bartender since I've been gone! Do you remember the shit that David used to make for us back in the day?"

"Oh yeah!! We called it, uhhhh, "Witch's Brew" or something like that, right? It tasted so nasty but man did it fuck us up! Jodie could NOT hold that stuff down, though. Remember when she puked all over Mrs. Bennett's rug after Prom Party at the Grill?? And then we had to clean it up before she got home?"

"How could I forget?! Hahaha! I'm still scrubbing burger chunks out of my memory to this day!"

"Gross."

Their conversation grew more sentimental. They blamed it on how long it had been since either of them talked...

"You know, you were the only one back then who I could ever really be myself around. You just got me somehow. It was like we were...connected or something. Oh my God, that sounds corny as all fuck now that I say it, hahaha!"

"No, no, no, noooo! Not corny. Not corny for even a minute. Grace, I felt the same way. I didn't have to pretend around you. I could just be myself..."

"Same! We had our own language."

"Pig Latin. We used to make Mr. Brown SO MAD when he couldn't read our notes to the class. He was such a nosey prick back then!"

"Haha, yeah!! Yeah, he fucking was!! Remember when you literally ate your detention slip in front of him and he nearly had an aneurysm?! The little vein in his forehead was popping out, hahaha!!"

"Is Mr. Brown still teaching?"

"Naaahhh. Fired for taking pictures of his female students."

"Ha! Called it. I knew that guy was a creep!"

Their conversation grew more dangerous. They'd both blame it on themselves (and on each other) in the morning. One of them would swear that it had never happened at all.

"Our first date: do you remember where you took me??"

"Oh man, putting me on the spot. Uuuuhh, it was Fell's Church. We went to Fell's Church because I thought I was being edgy and cool. But you. You, uhhh, you said-"

"-I said the place smelt like raw ass so we left. We went to Grove Hill afterward. To that antique Bed and Breakfast for coffee."

"Yeah! Oh jeeze, that wasn't my best moment. It was the first date I'd ever had. I didn't know what girls wanted..."

"Get out!! Really?!"

"Serious as daylight."

"Do you ever...regret it? Even just a tiny bit? Your first date being with me? I-I know how much you loved Mercy-"

"I would've married you. I would've married you right after graduation."

"Oh..."

"Things just got in the way. Please, understand I never wanted to-"

Grace flinched. The warmth and approachability she'd possessed only a moment ago evaporated, replaced by a mask of ice. A practiced smile that didn't quite reach her eyes curved across her red lips. She put down her drink (a little forcefully on the table), feigning indifference while she spoke. But it was obvious that she wasn't happy with his heart-felt confession one bit.

"Look, Vincent," Grace said, shrugging, "We're all grown up now. We've made our own choices. You don't have to justify yourself to me, okay? Really. You don't! It's been YEARS since high school. As much as I miss it, I've moved on from ruminating about what could've been. And this surprise visit has been great, but... I really just want to get this over with so we can go back to our own lives. I'm missing Movie Night with my kids."

It was Vincent's turn to flinch now. Suddenly, he felt old. Like somehow, life had passed him by in the span of a blink.

"K-kids? You have kids??" He croaked, "When did that happen? How many do you...?"

Grace laughed, "Very first year into college! How scandalous, right?? Aaaand I've got two; an older son and a daughter. Alexander and Dawn. Dawn just had her birthday a couple of days ago. It was Beauty and the Beast themed. She was dressed up as Belle. She's been in a "princess everything" phase ever since she watched Sleeping Beauty. My son, though? He just really likes playing Street Fighter."

"Who's the-"

Vincent's mouth seemed to have trouble forming the words despite his best efforts. He pressed on valiantly, though...

"-the, ya know? The uh, father? Is he...?"

Grace flattened instantly. She sighed, rubbing at her forehead as if she had a big headache, "Just tell me why you're here, Vince. Tell me why you'd come back to Mystic Falls after all these years?? You haven't said a word to me since graduation! No, since before the accident! And you decide to appear tonight? Out of the blue? Just...randomly for shits and giggles? No, no. What's really going on, Vin-"

Two voices sliced through Grace's question and stole the moment:

"It's Vincent Webb!!"

"My, my! It IS! And with Grace Baker too!"

Both Vincent and Grace cringed as soon as they heard the sound. Memories flooded back to their previous lives in high school. And the humiliation they'd suffered together at the hands of the ones who'd just interrupted them; Richard Lockwood and his (now) wife, Carol Lockwood. Grace stood up immediately to leave. Vincent tried his best to follow suit but was stopped when Rich sat down in the empty space next to him, blocking off his escape route and locking him into the booth until Rich decided otherwise. Carol did the same with Grace.

"Well, I'll be damned!" Rich exclaimed, flashing a toothy smile at Vincent, "Aren't you a blast from the past?! I haven't seen you around my town in YEARS! And Grace, lovely to see you as always. How are your little ones doing?? What about that rambunctious son of yours?"

Carol laughed and subtly displayed the wedding ring she wore as she did so, "Oh, it's just like high school again! Isn't it, Rich?"

"Indeed," Rich agreed all too readily, "except I'm not giving this ol' boy here a flushie, hahaha! No, I kid, though. This man took his licks like a man! Isn't that right, Vince?".

Grace and Vincent exchanged helpless, annoyed glances between each other...

It was going to be a long night.

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