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Damon Salvatore – He Flipped The Switch

Words Count: 1583

Warning: None 


Anonymous said 

Can you do a Damon one shot where his humanity is off and the reader is his girlfriend and she gets him to turn his humanity back on?

You were out of town for two weeks, visiting some relatives. Also you wanted to take a break from all the supernatural side of Mystic Falls. All was going well, you were having fun and catching up with your family. Damon would call you every other day and tell you that he missed you and wanted you to come back. You really did miss him but you really needed a time away from Mystic Falls. You received a phone call from Stefan he told you that you needed to come back immediately, something about Damon.

Soo you quickly gathered your things, said goodbye to your family and drove to Mystic Falls, to see what your idiot of a boyfriend has done this time. Sometimes you were the only one who could go through to him. And some other times not even you could convince him that what he was doing isn’t necessary. When Damon sets his mind into doing something, there’s no changing his mind.

You drove straight to Mystic Falls, you were tired but you went to the boardinghouse. You got out of your car and walked into the house without knocking, no one ever knocks on the door.

“Damon! Stefan!” You called walking in the living room/polar. Looking for any sign of movement.

“(Y/N).” Stefan said from behind you sounding relieved. You twirled around to face him. “Thank you so much for coming back so quickly.”

“It’s okay.” You gave Stefan a tight hug and stepped back to look at his tired face. “What happened?” You asked confused and worried. “Where’s Damon?”

“I think you should sit down.” Stefan said and you got even more worried, but you did as he said, and Stefan soon followed and sat next to you. “Damon, he uh…”

“What did he do Stefan?”

“He flipped the switch.”

“What? Why?” You asked him quickly, your heart beating fast you were confused worried and even hurt.

“Uh, our mother said somethings and then she uh she died soon after, and you know how Damon is, especially if you’re not around.” Stefan said his voice hurt and getting lower as he speaks. You sighed sadly and pulled Stefan in your arms and hugged him. Even though he’s much older you always saw him as your younger brother.

“Oh god Stefan I’m so sorry.” You said tearing up, you knew how hard it must be on both of the Salvatore brothers. Stefan is the brother you never wanted but needed. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here for both of you.”

“It’s okay, just can you try and bring his humanity back?” Stefan asked pulling back from your always comforting hugs.

“Where is he?” You asked whipping whatever stray tears you had running down your face.

“In the cell, Elena’s watching him.” Stefan said and you nodded. Both of you then walked to the cellar only to find it open and a temporary dead Elena on the floor, Stefan rushed to his dead girlfriend’s side .

“I’ll text everyone.” You said and sent a group text to all your friends. ‘Damon is out of the cell, keep an eye out and call me if you find him.’

Elena groaned as she woke up, Stefan helped her sit up.

“Are you okay?” You asked fidgeting, you wanted to go out and look for Damon, but you wanted to make sure Damon was OK first.

“Yeah, he ticked me he acted as if his humanity is back when he knew you were back.” She said. “We have to go find him.”

With that being said, each of you went into different directions, looking for the blue eyed vampire that you call boyfriend. You decided to go the annual bonfire that high schoolers do every year in the woods. He was craving blood, and what better place to feed than a place full of drunk teens.

You quickly reached the clearing in the woods, there was so many teens around. You texted Stefan your location, and walked around the outskirts of the gathering, your eyes scanning the area for anything strange. You then heard the faint sound of struggling coming from the woods and stood still for a moment to hear better, you sent a text to the GC saying you found him. You then walked into the forest. You found Damon with a girl in his arms, blood dripping from her neck.

“Damon.” You called to the vampire. Your eyes widen as his blood red eyes snap to yours. “Please let her go.”

“Now why would I do that (Y/N)? Are you offering?” He asked smirking with blood in his teach all other his mouth and dripping down his chin.

“Damon, if you want blood I’ll get you blood.” You told him trying to sound confident and unafraid. “No need to kill her.”

“And waist this amazing refreshing warm blood, yeah, no.” Damon said and turned back to the girl, when he was about to sink his teeth in however you stopped him.

“Wait!” Damon rolled his eyes and turned to face you, raising an eyebrow, you took a deep breath and continued. “Drink from me, you love my blood, you told me before that it’s one of the best you ever tasted.”

You walked slowly up to Damon and he let the girl drop, she fell on the floor unconscious from the blood loss. Damon then vamp speeded to you, closing the distance between the two of you, and sank his teach into your neck, your breath hitched. You wrapped a hand around his neck to hold yourself up and the other was clutching his shirt, as you felt him suck the blood out of you.

“Damon.” You gasped out.

“Damon, let her go.” You heard Stefan say from behind you. Damon however didn’t listen, he stopped drinking for a second before he continued. “Damon! That’s (Y/N) in your arms, and your killing her! Isn’t it you that promised to always help and protect her?”

“Now I just don’t care.” Damon said and pulled away from your neck, but held you tightly, your legs shook and quivered not being able to hold your weight anymore, if not for Damon you’re been on the floor long ago. Damon then turned you in his arms to make you look at Stefan, Elena, Caroline and everyone else really.

“Just think Damon, remember when we were alone in Kai’s prison world, remember what you told me!” Bonnie said he eyes glossy, it bothered them all seeing you like that, especially in the hands of someone you love. “You need her Damon, you love her. So don’t be the reason she dies.”

“I don’t love her, I don’t care and I’ll do whatever I want, so stop bothering me.” Damon exclaimed angrily.

“It’s okay guys.” Your voice shaking, you slowly willed your legs to turn you in Damon’s arms. You looked up at him, you raised a shaky hand to his cheek, the other one around his shoulder. You then started seeing black dots a sign you’ll either die or be unconscious soon. “I-I love you D-Damon, I a-always have and- and I a-always w-will.”

Tears left your eyes quickly, but you smiled at Damon. You pressed yourself closer to him, not caring what he’ll do to you. “I-I’ll h-ha-ppily die in y-you’re a-arms any-day.” You whispered, and slowly your arms feel from his cheek and soon his shoulder, and the only thing keeping you up was his tight grip on your waist. Your eyes fell shut and your heart slowly but surely started slowing down. Tears gathered in his eyes, as his humanity came back. He looked at your unmoving body, you looked dead.

“No, no, no, no, no.” He said over and over again. He lowered himself and you as well onto the ground, and quickly bit his wrist and tried to feed you his blood, he pulled you closer to his chest and kept on feeding you. “Wake up (Y/N) please, just wake up, Stefan why isn’t she waking up.”

Everyone’s heart broke at Damon’s words and your unmoving body. Stefan was by Damon’s side and he listened to your heart beat, it was weak but there. “She’ll need time, she’s still alive, take her home, she’ll need to rest.”

Damon then nodded, and vamp speeded to the boarding house. He laid you down on his bed, before getting a wet cloth and started to clean your neck from all the blood. He sighed relieved when he saw your neck healing. It was a few minutes later that you started to wake up.

“Hey.” Damon said softly when you opened your eyes.

“Hey.” You said back smiling, as you look up at Damon who sat next to you on the bed.

“I’m so sorry (Y/N) I didn’t-“ “It’s okay, I forgive you, and besides I knew what I was getting myself into in the first place.”

“I know but still I shouldn’t have, and you could’ve-“

“I love you.” You once again cut him off, Damon’s eyes met yours and smiled softly.

“I love you too.” You grinned at his words and sat up.

“Now, I’m in desperate need of a shower.” You said swinging your legs onto the floor. “Will you be joining me?”

Damon smirked and followed you to his un-suite, leaving a trail of clothes after you. Thankfully Stefan left when he realized what was about to happen, because you had a very eventful night.


a tasting menu of fanart from 2011 featuring PM, ALSO KNOWN AS MY HERO AND MY QUEEN. Consider this a placeholder until I can draw her a proper tribute. Her character arc advanced in such a triumphant and satisfying way in this update, and I’m so proud of her.

Losing Oneself➥Damon Salvatore

Originally posted by the-vampire-diaries-gif

Pairing: Damon x Reader.

Characters: Damon, Y/n, Elena, Stefan.

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries.

Summary: Y/n goes missing. Damon finds her in a bad state and takes changes y/n. Y/n doesn’t take it too well and can’t really control her blood lust.

Based on a wattpad request.

WARNINGS: Kidnapping? Creepy dude, vampirism, blood, swearing, don’t trust strangers, violence.

Word Count: 2534

Request box is open.


You hummed lightly, to the melody of the tune that was playing on the radio. Furrowing your eyebrows when your car slowed down. The electronics suddenly shutting off.

“Damn it.” You cursed, hitting the steering wheel, you tried to turn it on again, but having no luck.

“Stupid, flat battery.” You grumbled.

Taking your phone out of cup holder. Unlocking it only for it to turn it off.

“Great, just my luck.” You grumbled. Throwing your phone into the passenger seat.

Running your fingers through your hair, in distress. You could always walk to the grill, sure it was like a 10-mile walk, then stay at Elena’s. Then get a towing company to tow your car to an auto shop in the morning.

In the mist of your thoughts, you didn’t hear a vehicle stop behind your car, turning off the engine, but leaving the lights on.

You heard a light tap on your window, making you let out a gasp, opening the door and getting out of the car.

“Is everything alright miss?” a rough husky voice asked, as your heart beating faster. Something about him gave you the creeps.

“It’s my car, the engines flat.” You gulped, making the guy nodded his head.

“Do you want me to jump start it for you?” He asked, giving you a small smile.

“That would be great.” You replied, smiling at him.

He quickly went to the back of his truck, while you turned around, getting in the car again, trying to find the button for the hood release. Not releasing that the guy was near you. Until you felt a hard metal object.

You let out a gasp, feeling a hand grip your arm, dragging you onto the gravel, you let out a groan.

“You stupid bitch.” He cursed, rolling you onto your back.

“Please.” You begged, your eyes watering with tears.

“You should really think about driving alone at night, never know what might happen,” he growled, his eyes filled with anger.

You quickly kneed him in his private part, making him step back.

“You bitch.” He growled as you stumbled to get up.

You gulped, as you walked backward, your breathing quickening.

“Stay the fuck away from me you psychotic freak.” You shouted, tears falling from your eyes. He snarled at you, picking up the crowbar, gripping it tightly.

The guy lets out an evil laugh.

You let out a scream as he lunged at you, you quickly took off running. You heard him running after you yelling swear words at you. As you ran faster.

“Stay the hell away from me you sicko.” You shouted.

“You can all you want sweetheart, but you won’t escape me.” He shouted.

“fuck you.” You spat, looking behind you which was a huge mistake, you lost your footing and ended up falling over, not aware that you were near the edge of the road until you fell over the edge. Letting out a blood-curdling scream.

The guy quickly ran to the edge cursing as you hit your head on a rock. The guy ran back to his vehicle, leaving you all alone.


Elena pressed the phone to her ear, her heart racing faster as the call went to message bank.

“Hi you’ve reached, me, Y/n, I was probably busy or I didn’t want to answer your call. Leave your message and I’ll get back to you.” You spoke.

Elena pressed the end button, her heart hammering in her chest. She quickly dialed your number again, running her hand through her hair.

“I think someone’s ignoring you.” Damon spoke, making Elena quickly turn in her chair, as Damon sat beside her.

“Y/n was meant to meet me at the grill, and she hasn’t shown up yet, she’s never this late.” Elena trembled.

“Maybe, she just doesn’t want to see you.” Damon spoke.

“She’s my best friend Damon, I’m worried at her.” Elena sighed, running her fingers through her long brown hair.

“Cool.” Damon grumbled.

Elena called your number again, her heart hammering faster, worry evident on her face.

Damon rolled his eyes, putting his drink down.

“How about I go look for y/n.” he sighed, getting her attention.

“Thank you so much, Damon.” She spoke, her face lightening up with hope.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure she will be just fine.” Damon spoke, getting up and going out of the bar to look for you.

Damon let out a huff as he walked out of the grill. Stopping in his tracks as he smelt the faint smell of human blood.

It could be y/n’s blood. Damon quickly rushed to the scene of the scent.

He quickly crouched beside your badly bruised bloody body. Damon’s eyes widen as he saw a stick sticking out from your abdomen.

“Oh, y/n.” Damon sighed, picking you up.

You let out a sob, as you felt hands on you.

“Please…” you begged. Thinking it was that crazy psycho guy.

“It’s okay y/n, it’s just me Damon.” Damon softly cooed, making your eyes open.

“Damon, I think I broke my leg.” You trembled, shaking in his arms. Your whole body felt like it was on fire. Your breathing was shallow.

Damon looked down to see your leg sticking in a position it wasn’t meant to. He quickly looked down to see you staring at the stick in your abdomen.

“Y/n.” Damon gulped.

You looked at him through teary eyes.

“I’m going to die, aren’t i?” you asked, tears falling out of your eyes.

“No, y/n, you are not going to die, I’m going to help you, okay, but first I have to fix your leg.” Damon spoke.

“Okay.” you gasped, as you felt Damon’s lips pressed against your cheek.

Damon let out a sigh, putting you gently on the ground. You closed your eyes tightly, as Damon touched your leg.

You let out an agonizing scream, making Damon come to your side again his hands cupping the side of your face.

“I’m sorry y/n.” Damon sighed.

“It hurts.” You sobbed, your eyes Damon put his wrist up to his mouth, forcing his fangs to come out, he quickly bit into his wrist, drawing blood.

“Y/n, just drink this okay.” Damon spoke, concern clouding his eyes. He pressed his wrist against your mouth.

You let out an hmph, only drinking some of it before you went limp.

“Damn it.” Damon cursed, quickly picking you up bridal style, he quickly speeds to the boarding house.

Putting you gently on the couch, his hand gently stroking your cheek. His eyes full of worry.

“Is that y/n, Elena’s best friend? What did you do to her?” Stefan asked, making Damon roll his eyes.

“I saved her, well at least I think I did.” Damon grumbled.

“Damon, you didn’t give her your blood?” Stefan sighed.

“No, we exchanged house keys, of course, I gave her my blood, I couldn’t let her die, and she doesn’t deserve to die.” Damon spoke, his hand stroking your cheek.

Stefan’s let out an annoyed huff, taking out his phone and texting Elena you were here, telling her that Damon gave you his vampire blood to turn you into a vampire.

“Let me guess your texting Elena.” Damon grunted.

“She has to know.” Stefan sighed, making Damon roll his eyes.

A few minutes later, Elena stormed into the living room, looking like she was going to kill someone.

“What is wrong with you?” she shouted, her eyes full of fury.

Damon quickly stood up turning around and staring at her.

“You should be thanking me.” Damon shouted,

“Thanking you, you have no right to turn her.” Elena shouted.

“She was dying Elena, I had to turn her, she was in shock, and every weak.” Damon shouted.

“You are being reckless, and you could have taken her to a hospital.” Elena yelled.

“Grow up, Elena, not everything is about you.” Damon shouted.

“You are such a-” Elena started to say, only to get cut off from your gasp.

“y/n.” all of them spoke, as you looked at them with wide eyes.

“W-what happened to me?” you asked, bringing your knees close to your chest.

“You’re a vampire.” Elena spoke, her voice wavering with worry.

“No.” you cried, as Elena kneeled in front of you.

“You’re in transition, your senses are heightened, you’re emotions are high, if you don’t drink human blood you will die.” Stefan explained.

“No.” you sobbed, Elena’s hand rubbed your knee softly.

“I’m so sorry.” Elena apologized.

“Shut up Elena.” you snapped, making her face fall into a frown.

“Damon, turned you, he shouldn’t have done that y/n, I am so sorry, I didn’t want this for you.” Elena cried.

“It’s always about you Elena, not everything is about you.” You shouted, getting up from the couch. You wanted to tear her throat out. But you couldn’t do that to your best friend, you quickly ran out of the house.

Elena tried to run after you, only to be stopped by Damon and Stefan.

“Let me go.” She demanded.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Elena.” Stefan sighed.

“This is all your fault.” She growled, glaring at Damon.

“I’ll go look for her.” Damon spoke, letting go of her and walking out the door.

“She hates me.” Elena sobbed, falling into Stefan’s chest.


A bright light, blinded your vision. Making you put your hand up in your face, as you closed your eyes. Trying to get the pain in your head to go away.

“Are you okay, you’re bleeding?” A male voice spoke, as the guy walked closer to you.

“I’m fine.” You grumbled, opening your eyes again, to see him in front of you. Blocking the head lights.

“You should really go to a hospital.” He sighed, as you struggled to stand straight. He quickly wrapped his arms around you, keeping you steady. Your head rested in the crook of his neck.

“I’m just starving.” You muttered.

“Okay, well, there’s a pub 10 miles away from here, I could take you there.” He spoke.

“You’re just fine.” you muttered, as bit into his neck hard, drawing blood. The guy lets out a scream, trying to get you off of him, but failing when you gripped his shoulder tight. Eventually pushing you off of him. He rubbed his neck.

“What the hell?” he shouted.

You let out a dark chuckle, black lines forming under your eyes, as your fangs come out.

“Oh my god.” He gasped out, his eyes full of fear.

“God can’t help you.” You snarled, speeding closer to him.

You pinned him against the hood of his car, arching your head back, then bringing your head down to his neck, you bit down hard, sucking his blood. His hand hitting your side, to try and get you off of him. You let out a moan, as his blood flowed down your throat. His hand went limp as you sucked him dry. You quickly let go of him, making him fall to the ground.

“It’s time for payback.” You growled, speeding off….

Damon let out a huff, looking at the guy you just killed.

“Damn it y/n.” Damon sighed, he quickly focused his hearing on noise, picking up on a voice.

“Can I help you?” a cranky female voice asked.

“Um, my car broke down, and I need to call a cab.” you lied, the woman’s face lightened up.

“Come in.” she spoke, she smiled at you as you stepped over the threshold.

Stupid bitch. You thought to yourself.

Damon’s eyes widen as you heard your voice. He quickly sped off. Hoping he would stop you before you could hurt anybody else.

“Thank you so much.” You spoke, giving her a fake smile.

“The phones that way.” She spoke, pointing to her left.

You walked past her only to feel her push you against the wall, pressing her all her body weight onto you.

“Aren’t you a pretty thing? Frank will love you.” she grunted.

“Oh sweetie, that wasn’t the smartest move to make.” you chuckled, pushing her off of you, her eyes widen as she saw blacklines forming under your eyes, her face went pale as she saw your fangs.

“You’re a monster.” She gasped out. Making you laugh.

“Pretty rich coming from you, you’re living with one.” You chuckled, you smirked as you heard footsteps. Coming your way.

“I’m going to tear you from limb to limb, while your husband watches, I bet you like watching, don’t you, while he hurts girls.” You growled. Grabbing her by the throat.

“Please…"She choked out. As you tightened your grip.

"You can beg all you want, but it won’t get you anywhere.” You hissed. Arching your head back.

She let out a blood-curdling scream, as you sank your teeth into her neck. Gripping her neck tighter, as she tried to push you away from her.

“Sweetie.” The familiar voice spoke. You smirked against her neck as you heard the sound of glass smash on the ground.

You pulled away from her, pushing her against the wall. You turned around to face him.

“Miss me?” you asked, as blood dripped down your mouth.

“Y-you.” He stuttered.

“Me.” You laughed, speeding closer to him, you pushed him hard, making him crash into the door and onto the door.

“You deserve a painful death, but you don’t deserve a death. You deserve a lifetime of suffering, and I’m going to make your pathetic life a living hell.” You snarled, pressing your boot against his throat, pressing hard.

“Look at you withering against away, pathetic.” You growled, stomping your foot down on his throat.

You let out a laugh, as he coughed up blood. You crouched in front of him grabbing him by the throat.

“You’re pathetic.” You snarled, throwing him into the side of his truck.

Just as you were about to continue to walk near him, you felt a hand wrap around your waist.

“Y/n, stop this.” Damon shouted, turning you around to face him.

“Let me go, he deserves this, he attacked me, he made me into a vampire, made me into a monster.” You snarled, as the guy coughed up more blood.

“Y/n.” Damon sighed.

“Let me go I want to suck him dry.” You growled.

“Sh.” Damon cooed. As your eyes blurred

“I killed someone.” You sobbed, your heart aching, as you fell to the ground.

“I killed them, I’m a monster.” You cried. As Damon wrapped his arms around you, pulling you up, and holding you close to his chest.

You let out a sob, as Damon held you closer.

Damon let out a huff, as he speeds away to the quarry.

Unwrapping his arms from you. His hands cupped your cheeks. Making you look at him.

“You aren’t a monster y/n, far from it, you just need, and I can help you. I will help you.” Damon spoke, wiping the blood from your mouth.

“I- was going to kill him, Damon.” You sobbed.

“He deserved it.” Damon grumbled.

“That doesn’t excuse the fact that I killed two people. You should kill me.” You cried.

“I’m not going to kill y/n.” Damon sighed.

“Why?” you asked.

“Because I love you.” Damon confessed, his lips pressing against yours desperately…

tacmc  asked:

“I am way too sober for this.” {Ship of your choosing.}

Manorian was the way to go and we all know it.

Enjoy, BFF.

Originally posted by iceskatingdream

“I’m way too sober for this,” Manon said, a slight growl in her tone.

“Actually, it’s probably best that you aren’t drunk. You’ll fall enough as it is.”

Golden eyes slid towards him, murder evident in them.

“Oh come on, babe, I’m just joking,” Dorian said, throwing an arm around her shoulder as they walked towards the gates of the sports center. “You’ll have fun. I promise.”

The rest of their friends had either already made their way into the fenced in area or were paying their entry fees.

“I don’t see why we couldn’t have just stayed home,”‘she grumbled, pulling her beanie down over her ears and white hair.

Dorian paid for their tickets and rental and pressed a kiss to her nose, which she pushed away.

Looking out at the rink, she saw Rowan and Aelin gracefully gliding over the ice, Fenrys and Aedion were speeding around the boards, while Asterin and Lysandra stood around the outside of the rink, drinking hot chocolate.

Manon perked up. “I’ll just go hang out with Asterin and Lys. Go out there with Chaol.” She pointed out into the ice where Chaol was carefully spinning a giggling Yrene around in a circle.

“Noooooope,” he said, dragging her over to the benches and lockers perched under a tree. He took her purse and put it in a locker.

Grabbing her by the scarf, he pulled her closer and softly kissed her lips. “I thought you weren’t afraid of anything, Witchling.”

She looked away, towards their group of friends occupying nearly all of the ice rink. “I’m not afraid,” she said, in a voice smaller than he’d heard before. “I just don’t want to look stupid.”

He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “I told you. I won’t let you fall. I won’t let you down. I won’t even let go of your hand.” He emphasized this by squeezing her gloved hand in his.

Their breaths mixed in puffs in between them. The love she felt in his sapphire gaze warmed her where the cold could never reach.

“Okay,” she whispered.

Laced up and ready to go, Manon Blackbeak stepped out onto the ice. With one hand clasped in Dorian’s tightly and the other held firmly onto the edge, she skated with her friends, had a night she’d never forget and only fell twice, thank you very much.



Being Stefan Salvatore’s twin sister includes: 

 • always syncing when you speak
• Damon picking on you
• being quite like Damon personality wise
• always mocking the boys about Katherine
“okay you’re five minutes older, that barley classifies as older, don’t baby me”
• vamp-speed fights around the boarding house, particularly when Damon takes something of yours
• always going to Stefan when you need advice
• calling him ‘Steffie’
• Stefan not being able to resist your puppy dog eyes
• being a sort of anchor for Stefan and his bloodlust as you’ve always been there to help him
• being attracted to Kol
“no, no, no, no, did I mention no?”
“you understand he’s a thousand-year-old psychotic vampire right?”, “If you change that thousand to a hundred we would also have a pretty accurate description of you Damon”
“you are not to go anywhere near him! We forbid you!”
• Stefan and Damon being really over protective over their little sister
• Pre-vamp you use to always going outside and play football with you brothers
• having a really close bond
• you and Stefan having this ‘are you fucking serious’ look you give each other while someone says something stupid (usually Damon)
• Damon always wrapping an arm around your waist and dragging you away when he doesn’t want you somewhere
• Them doing anything they can to protect you, and vice versa
• Jumping into Stefan’s bed when you can’t sleep
• Stefan leaving the room when the sarcasm between you and Damon becomes too much
• being one of the only only ones that see the sassy, humorous side of Stefan
“you sure you’re okay? He didn’t hurt you did he? We’ll rip their throat out if they did.”
“We’re family. We’re stuck together.”
• catching Stefan’s eye and pretending to throw up when you both see Elena and Damon together
• sometimes (when you’re not saving the lives of Mystic Falls) and Stefan go on road trips
• singing loudly with Stefan in the car to classics like Bon Jovi, Led Zeppelin and ACDC
• You and Stefan not straying too far from the other’s side the past century as you were brought into this world together and that’s how you plan to end it
• being able to finish each other’s sentences
• being in-tune with each other’s emotions and noticing small shifts when no one else does
• Damon picking on you both and your 'freaky psychic abilities’
• Damon calling you the 'wonder twins’
• “oh here come broody and bitchy” 
• being each other’s shoulder to cry on
• being each other’s rock
• the other’s opinion means the world to you
• you and Stefan rarely fighting (apart from banter and sibling fights)
• even with his humanity off Stefan can never find it in himself to hurt you

[Mark] Teacher’s Pet (Chapter 1)

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I need to leave this party. I zig zag between the couples eating out each other’s mouth, making sure not to step on the guys who have passed out on the floor. When I think that I let Bea down for this party… I’d rather be spending the night at her’s, getting fat in front of the TV. I bump into Louise’s cousin, the one lending the place to her, as I walk out of the living room. 

 "Oh, sorry.” I stutter. The twenty four year old Brad Pitt secures his hands on my arms as I threaten to fall. 

“It’s okay. Are you leaving?” He replies. I push my dyed red hair out of my face, and I can sense my flush.

 “Yes.” I clear my throat. 

“Ask Liam to take you. He’s playing taxi tonight.” He gives my arm an friendly squeeze. My whole body relaxes in relief, I won’t have to walk. 

“Okay, thank you.” I smile shyly at him. He nods and I leave. Outside, a tall, brown haired, older guy is smoking a cigarette, leaning against an old junker, and I guess it’s Liam.

“Are you the Taximan?” I call and he looks up at me with his green eyes. 

“Liam to serve you.” He says sarcastically. He must be paid for doing this, because he looks really unwilling. He pushes himself off the car and staggers, his eyelids heavy.

“Are you sure you can drive?” I ask. He looks drunk. He throws his cigarette on the ground.

 “You want to go home or what?” He asks, exasperated. I don’t want my ride to get mad at me, I really need to go home. I purse my lips and get closer as he walks around the car. I make a move to open the passenger door but he stops me.

 “Backseat.” He orders, climbing in. I oblige, because once again, I want to go home. Liam starts the engine. 

“What’s your name?” He asks, looking at me through the mirror.


“And where do you live, Abigail?”


“To Brentwood we go.” He slurs. Alcohol radiates from his body, and I make a silent prayer to god so I can come home safe. The ride is quiet and calm. I look out the window, the night sight passing before my eyes, all sort of flashing lights and fluorescent sign animating the peaceful darkness, it’s soothing. Liam slams his door closed and I jump awake. The car is immobile, where are we? I look around, and all I can see us that we are on a park lot and I have enough time to perceive a shadow, walking around the car. I blink a few times and sit up.

“Liam?” I call. The door on the opposite side of mine opens up and Liam climbs in next to me. He starts to crawl to me, my heart starts to race, what is he doing? 

“What are you doing?“ He gets closer to me, his handsome face rotten by the alcohol. I back away the most I can but soon find myself pinned on the door. 

“Oh, Abby.” I see a yellow glint in his green eyes. His face is close to mine, intimidating and bothering, and an animal aura radiates from him.

“Don’t touch me.” I articulate, but the shaking of my voice betrays my fear. He unfastens my belt and I raise my knees, using them as a shield as we face each other on the backseat of his junker. He pulls away and grabs my ankles, yanking them towards him and I find myself lying down on the leather seat. I scream. He puts a hand the back pocket of his jeans and pulls out a small object, from where, with a swift and sharp movement, a blade pops out.

“Shhhh, Abby.” He coos in the most disgusting manner. I crawl away from him and press myself as far away as I can, covering my mouth with my hands to smother small panicked cries escaping my mouth. "If you scream, I’ll have to shut you up. You don’t want that, do you?“ I shake my head.
“Strip for me, Abby.” He commands. No, please, no. I shake my head, my lower lip trembling as I beg and plead for indulgence. “Strip!” The threat in his voice makes me jump and I gasp, beginning to fumble with the buttons of my sleeveless blouse.

I’m so glad me and Bea end up in the same class again. Bea is my best friend since kindergarten. She’s like a sister to me, she’s my half, my soul mate. Despite the uniform we have to wear in our High school, she manages to stand out with her super curly brown hair and her signature high side ponytail. She’s the cutest goofball on earth and made a dork out of me. We enjoy burp competitions and I am proud to say she made me discover that I could touch my nose with my pinky toe. Me and Bea have been cheering for nine years together, and I’m sad to think that this year, our last year of high school, will be the last year we will cheer too. It’s also my last year in Peddington High, a private school for athletes. The cheer leading section in quite disregarded here. 

Most of the girls are runners or volleyball players, and we don’t have a lot of guys in our teams. All the other sections, the runners, the basketball players, the football players, the swimmers, they all bring dozens of medals to the high school’s prize list, while the cheer leading club never manage to get in a competition.

 “What’s wrong?” Bea asks me as we walk to our Algebra class, in room B316. It’s our first day back at school, and I haven’t been able to think about anything else but cheer leading.

 “It’s our last year here, I’d like to bring back a medal.” I whine. 

“Don’t bank on it, Abigail. At this point medals don’t even matter anymore, lets just pray they don’t close the cheerleading section.” She shrugs, clutching at her skateboard. The bell rings, and Bea and I look at each other, mortified. Already? We’re still in the G block of the high school, on the complete opposite side of the campus. We take a run up and jump on our boards, speeding across the campus, and the bell stops as we enter the B block, we have three floors to climb at at least twenty meters of corridors to walk.

 “Sorry, we’re late!” I pant as I open the door. Whew, since when did my lungs get so weak? The whole class goes quiet and fixes us, and my eyes land on my Algebra teacher. 

Oh my god. My Algebra teacher is a tall, black haired young man. He looks, so young, way too young to be a teacher. His jawline could cut an arm, he has a sharp nose, thin but oh so full, soft-looking lips, and the deepest, brownest eyes accomplishing the painting of perfect beauty. I can sense his muscular body through his white shirt, tucked in black jeans as he leans against his desk, watching us impassively. He looks like an adolescent with his black low sneakers, but he is stylish, and this look suits him for some reason. I’m dumbfounded and intimidated by his good looks, he’s really really handsome. 

“Please, take a sit.” His voice is deep, but not too husky, vaporous but marking. There are two empty seats in the back of the classroom, and me and Bea take them silently, sitting behind Emma and Aurianne. “Let me start over, my name is Mr Tuan, and here is my e-mail address.” He point to the board where his name and email address is written, and I learn that his first name is Mark. “I’m going to start by calling the roll.” He announces, briefly turning around and grabbing a paper on his desk. He starts to call out names, and Emma and Aurianne take the opportunity to turn around and face us. “He’s so fucking hot.” Emma mouths, and Aurianne gives an approving grimace.

“I know, right?” Beam gasps, while I don’t say a thing. It’s the first time in two years that I find a man handsome, and I don’t really know how to feel about it. “He looks so young, he looks like he’s in his mid twenty’s.” Aurianne says to me, green eyes lit up with amazement. “Yeah, how can he be so young?” I frown, genuinely curious. “I am so going to love maths.” Bea concludes and I giggle. “Abigailia Kraige.” He calls, and Aurianne and Emma whirl around. I look up at him and he’s looking directly at me. I didn’t even say yes, how does it know it’s me. “It’s Abigail.” I correct him. “Abigail.” He mumbles, correcting the mistake with his pen.

“Can I call you Abby?” He asks casually. What the fuck? My nickname rigs in my ear and in the very back of my head I start to hear Liam’s voice, calling me Abby, whispering dirty things in my ear while he…

“No, you can’t.” I breathe, and I can see my reaction take him aback, but I don’t care.“Sorry.” He mumbles, and then turns back to the roll calling. “Abigail.” Bea whisper-yells and I look at her with questioning eyes. Hers are wide and painted with horror. What? What did I do? “He was flirting with you and you turned him down, are you crazy?”  Her face is contorted with horror.

“Can I call you Anna?” I hear the teacher ask so I gaze up, and he’s talking to Annabelle, a pretty little brunette. She has unbuttoned her shirt, exposing more skin than necessary, and she’s twisting a strand of hair, obviously swooning, her legs crossed under her desk. The perfect american slut. Annabelle beams at his words.“Of course.” She giggles, biting her lips, her silicone heart melting, her body mirroring it as she relaxes in her chair. I look back at Bea and give her a ‘you see?He’s like that with everyone.’ look. He’s just too lazy to pronounce more than two syllables

“I take that back. But you still acted like a bitch.” She whispers.“Saying ‘no’ is not bitching, Bea.” I reply.

“Abigail, Beatrice, something interesting to say?” Mr Tuan prompts and the class goes silent. We both look up at him and he’s gazing at us impassibly.“No, sir.” We both say.“I would appreciate that you keep quiet during my class.”

“Yes, sir.” Oh shit, I really did bitch at him, now he has it bad against me. The rest of the class goes smoothly, none of the girls chatting, not wanting Mr Sexy to scold them. They all pay full attention to his class about polynomial functions, while I debate on whether I acted like a bitch or not. The bell rings, and I start to pack my things, so do the other students, and Mr Tuan. When I walk out of the room he’s focused on his bag, and the lack of attention he gives me makes me walk back into the room.

“Mr Tuan?” He looks up and sees me, then looks back down at his bag, unimpressed.

“Abigail.” He sighs.

“I’m sorry if I sounded impolite when I talked to you earlier, it wasn’t my attention.” I say quietly.

“If you think I started being tough with you because of that, you’re wrong. You’re chatting during my class, I correct you, that’s it.” His tone is serious,severe, he’s not joking. My mouth dries out of words.“But I accept your apology.” He adds and I blink at him.“Okay. See you tomorrow then.” I slowly turn around and walk to the door.“Goodbye, Abby.” He says and I freeze. Did he really just- I turn around.

“Wait, it didn’t mean that-”

“I know.“He cuts me off, not even looking at me. I blink at him. “Abigail, come on.” Bea urges me from the doorway, bouncing up and down out of frustration and I reluctantly leave.

“What did you say to him?” She asks me in the hallway, eager as ever.“I apologized.” I shrug and I feel her smirk.“I thought you didn’t give a fuck about him.” She nudges me. “I don’t.” I retort and she keeps silent. When I look up at her she’s shaking her head. Hey! I really don’t give a fuck about him.“He started taking it out on us.” I argue. I know she doesn’t believe me but fuck her, I’m in peace with myself, that’s what matters.“And what did he say?” She asks.

“He called me Abby.”

I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my body, and I stare at myself as I use a smaller one to wipe my face. My eyes land on my scars as I pass the towel over the skin of my neck.

I take off my sleeveless red blouse off, along with my jeans. “Enough.” He says and I still. “You look mighty fine for a 16 year old.” He compliments, but his flattery scares me even more. Tears rush down my cheeks, dragging my  mascara as they do.“Please don’t rape me, please.” I beg, shaking my head, but he ignores me and crawls closer to me. He pulls my ankles towards him and I’m lying under him. He bring his face close to mine and I have to fight the urge to throw up, he stinks.

“Are you a virgin, Abby?” He asks and I nod slowly.

“You must be all tight. It would be a shame not to feel your tight pussy squeezing my dick.” He fakes a comforting tone, and I know he’s not going to stop.

 “No, please.” He groans and buries his face in the crook of my neck, trailing wet kisses all over my skin, creating a purple galaxy as he nibbles and sucks on my flesh. I’m going to throw up. 

“Please, stop. Please, please, please. I don’t want to, I don’t want to.” I sob as he kisses me down to my chest, stilling between my breasts as I speak. “Shhhh, Abby.” He brings his face back up to me and places his knife just beneath my jaw, a silent threat that gives birth to a genuine fear inside of me. I keep quiet. He sits up and hooks his fingers around the cups of my bra, and he pulls them down, revealing my breasts, exposing me some more, and I weep. 

“Look at those titties. You’re making me so hard.” He palms the roundness of my breasts and kisses each of my nipples, before sucking, and licking them, and have to cover my mouth to prevent myself from screaming, it’s disgusting. He lets go of my breasts and fumbles with his jean, unzipping them and sliding them down along with his underwear, letting his erection spring free. 

“Look how hard I am for your pussy.” He rasps, crawling up to me so he his straddling my chest, the tip of his penis inches away from my face. I lift my chin and squeeze my eyes shut.

 “Do you want my dick inside of your mouth, Abby. You want it, baby?” He asks, and I feel something poking at my lips. 

“Open.” He orders and I turn my head to the side. I don’t want to, I don’t want to. “Open!” He says again and I weep. I feel a sharp pain on my neck. “Ah!” I scream, opening my eyes. He’s just made a cut on my neck. It stings. “Open.” He grabs my hair and pulls my head towards his penis. I oblige and take him into my mouth, and I instantly feel even more nauseous.  "Suck.“ He orders and I… I obey. Because I’m scared, and because I don’t want to die. And he thrusts inside of my mouth and moans and grunts for what seems like eternity. “That’s right. You’re doing good, Abby.” He pulls out of me and deep down I know the torture isn’t over, but I plead again. “Please, let me go.” I beg, and in an excess of anger he inflicts another cut to the skin of my neck, it hursts, I cry out. This time I decide to shut up for good.

“Abigail!” I jump as my mom knocks on the bathroom door. I put my necklace back on in a hurry. I use necklaces to hide my scars, the same crew neck floral necklace, but in different colors, that all match the Peddington uniform. “Bea’s downstairs, she’s staying for dinner.” My mom says from behind the door. I try to compose myself. That Mr Tuan, he’s handsome, so what? He is still a man, a primitive creatures with animal instincts. It doesn’t go further than that, it won’t go further than that. "I’m coming!” I reply before returning to my reflexion. This lack of attention he gives me, why does it bother me so much? I’m starting to think I’m slowly falling into the same mindset that every average teenage girl in front of a good looking guy, its disgusting, I’m better than that. Finding someone good looking isn’t wrong at all but why do I feel like a sinner? All those limits I impose to myself, are they really legitimate? In front of what? A pretty face? Gah! I don’t know. What kind of teacher would call his students with nick names now that I think about it, his intention was clear, towards me, Bea, Annabelle, towards all the girls. He is a payer. He knows he has a face and he likes seeing every girl swoon. It’s decided, I won’t swoon. Well, I won’t show it at least.

Tsuna No. Tsuna YES!

Summary: Reborn isn’t sure what he’ll find when he meets his new student.

 It wasn’t this.

 Reborn is honestly of two minds.

 One- thank God this isn’t another Dino. He can’t handle another klutz with zero sense of dramatics, thank you.

 Two- he is going to brutally murder Iemitsu.


 Well, it all started when he was given the task of training the new Vongola heir. He’d been given a file on the boy, and after reading through it, had thought he was probably going to be going into a situation similar to Dino. (After he had his own spies look through records anyway. He trusted his own network better then anyone else’s.)

 He’d gone to Nammori expecting a useless student, an oblivious housewife and a bunch of issues.

 Instead, he found… this.

 “Tsuna, please, don’t!” a young orange haired girl begged a boy who was wearing a helmet. He grinned at her as he eyed the ramp way down the hill. “You’ll get hurt!”

 “Come on Kyoko-chan! When have I ever gotten hurt… You don’t get to answer.” He pointed at a brunette girl who huffed at him.

 “Stupid monkey.” she muttered as a white haired boy laughed, pumping his fists into the air.


 “Don’t encourage him Onii-chan!” Sawada Tsunayoshi simply grinned and turned back to look at the ramp, one foot on his skateboard. Reborn eyed the ramp and jerked when he realized that with the angle and potential speed of the board, Tsunayoshi could fly right over traffic and land on the other side… on a railing.

 “Hey, Takeshi!” Tsuna said, pulling out a walkie-talkie. Reborn, hidden in the trees, had Leon turn into binoculars to see what was happening farther away.

 A tall brunette boy stood next to a large mattress at the end of the railing.

 “Yeah Tsuna?”

 “Everything good?”

 “Ha! Yep!” the tall boy said, a grin on his face. Tsuna smirked in pleasure.

 “You recording?” The tall boy pulled out a camera, ready to capture the moment. The brunette girl pulled one out as well, looking long suffering.

 “Alright! Let’s do this!” Tsuna cackled, jumping onto his board and pushing off, using his feet to get up to speed. He hit the ramp and flew over traffic, nearly falling into it, only…

 Orange flames appeared under the board, propelling him a bit farther away, to land on the railing where he slid along it towards the mattress.

 Reborn stared.

 Yes, he was going to murder Iemitsu.

Also known as: Daredevil!Tsuna AU. In which the seal doesn’t hold up to adrenaline, leading to daredevil Tsuna who does the stupidest stuff, encouraged by his friends Ryohei and Takeshi.

 AKA, I get bored at work.


*Requested* I was wondering if you could do an imagine where you’re Salvatore sister and you’re dating Kai but the brothers don’t know that and they somehow find out?

(We will just pretend that Kai will not behave like he did in the Season 6 Finale, just for story purposes. I hope you enjoy. Happy reading my lovelies!)

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The sun is high up in the sky, the trees are moving with the wind as the birds carry small pieces of wood to them, building their nest. All in all it´s just a wonderful summer day here in Mystic Falls.

You and your secret boyfriend Kai are currently strolling through the woods, hiding from your still clueless brothers.

Kai: “I think we should tell them soon.”

Y/N: “I know, but they will be furious. Especially Damon.”

Kai: “I don´t care, let him be mad. He will see that I have changed. And that´s all because of you, Y/N.”

You smile, grabbing his hand as you take a deep breath.

Y/N: “I will tell them soon, I promise.”

He smiles before planting a short and tender kiss on your lips. No matter what everyone thinks, you know that he changed. Be it merging with Luke or your influence, he is different and your brothers will see that as well.

Damon: “You gotta be kidding me.”

Both of you heads spin around, facing an angry Damon holding a shovel. He must´ve buried something or someone.

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Bentley Bentayga (2016) - Luxury-packed powerfull SUV - Luxury-sport SUV news / HD wallpaper

The Bentley Bentayga combines unparalleled luxury with effortless performance and everyday usability.

With an all-new W12 powertrain, the Bentayga is the fastest, most powerful, most luxurious and most exclusive SUV in the world. It offers a true Bentley driving experience and showcases innovative technology features.

Designed, engineered and handcrafted in Crewe, the Bentayga’s styling is pure Bentley. Sculptural with an elegant, timeless execution, it perfectly balances athleticism with confidence. From the four round LED headlamps and large matrix grille, to the distinctive power line and muscular haunches, the Bentley DNA is apparent throughout.

The Bentley Bentayga boasts the world’s finest automotive cabin, with unrivalled levels of precision. The detailing in metal, wood and leather - including meticulous tolerances between elements of trim - is the epitome of modern British luxury. This level of perfection is only achievable thanks to the exceptional craft and skill of Bentley’s colleagues in Crewe.

An all-new twin-turbocharged 6.0-litre W12 engine is at the heart of the new Bentayga. The mighty 12-cylinder unit combines efficiency and refinement with ultra-luxurious levels of power and torque. With 608 PS (600 bhp / 447kW) and 900 Nm (663 lb. ft) delivering a 0-60 mph time of 4.0 seconds (0-100 km/h in 4.1 seconds) and a top speed of 187 mph (301 km/h), the Bentayga is the world’s most powerful and fastest SUV.

Wolfgang Dürheimer, chairman and chief executive of Bentley Motors, comments: “The Bentayga is truly the Bentley of SUVs. It redefines luxury in the SUV sector and offers a genuine Bentley experience in any environment, thanks to a combination of unparalleled attention to detail, go-anywhere ability and cutting-edge technology. With this extraordinary car we are looking forward to an exciting period of strong growth and sales success for Bentley. The Bentayga is the next step in our brand’s bold future.”

The Bentley Bentayga will make its full public debut at the 2015 IAA Frankfurt Show. Customer deliveries commence in early 2016.

Innovative Features and Advanced Technologies

A suite of state-of-the-art driver assistance systems and infotainment features designed to enhance safety, comfort and convenience make the Bentayga an innovative, advanced and connected luxury SUV.

It offers the widest range of on- and off-road drive settings of any vehicle via Bentley’s Drive Dynamics Mode and optional Responsive Off-Road Setting. Up to eight modes are available, allowing drivers, at the simple turn of a dial, to select the perfect dynamic set-up for any surface or road condition. This versatility is complemented by Bentley Dynamic Ride (electrically activated 48V active roll control) and Electric Power-Assisted Steering (EPAS).

Responsive Off-Road Setting allows the customer to select the appropriate vehicle settings for a wide range of off-road surfaces, while the Driver Information Panel displays information on pitch, roll, wheel articulation, steering angle, compass bearing and altitude.

Adaptive Cruise Control (ACC) including Stop & Go, Predictive ACC and Traffic Assist enables the driver to maintain a set distance to the vehicle in front. Predictive ACC uses the navigation data, sensors and cameras to predict upcoming corners, city boundaries and speed-limit changes and can then modify the vehicle speed accordingly, improving both comfort and fuel economy.

In urban environments, there are a number of driver aids available on the Bentayga. These systems - such as Traffic Sign Recognition, which detects a wide variety of traffic signs and displays information to the driver; Rear Crossing Traffic Warning, which uses radar technology to detect crossing traffic when reversing out of a parking space; and Top View, a system which uses four cameras to display an overall picture of the vehicle’s surroundings - combine to enhance everyday usability.

The Bentayga is also available with Park Assist - a system that detects suitable parking spaces (both parallel and perpendicular) before autonomous steering takes over to support parking manoeuvres, even in narrow and tricky spaces.

Other innovative systems available on the Bentayga include Electronic Night Vision, which uses infra-red technology to identify potential obstacles ahead, and a Head-Up Display, which reduces driver distraction and increases safety.

The Bentayga’s all-new, cutting-edge 8" touch screen infotainment system boasts class-leading navigation technology, a 60GB hard drive, and a choice of up to 30 languages.

Rear seat passengers benefit from the introduction of the Bentley Entertainment Tablet - a removable 10.2" Android device with 4G, WiFi and Bluetooth for effortless, high-speed on-board connectivity.

Customers can choose between three different sound systems for the Bentayga: Bentley Standard Audio, Bentley Signature Audio and Naim for Bentley Premium Audio. The latter is the most powerful system in the segment, with 1,950 watts, a network of 18 speakers and super-tweeters for unrivalled recreation of the highest audio frequencies.

Sculptural Form, Sharp Lines and Elegant Execution

The Bentley Bentayga’s wheel arches, fenders and bonnet deliver a balance between sportiness and SUV presence. The ultra-sharp Bentley power line and muscular rear haunch display a taut tension in side profile, as part of the largest single-piece aluminium pressing in the automotive world. Trademark Bentley features such as the large matrix grille and B-shaped wing vents afford the Bentayga a modern, dynamic elegance.

The grille is flanked by four distinctive floating all-LED headlamps. The lights sit flush within the seamless superformed aluminium front fenders. Innovative design features, like the discreet headlamp washers contained within the outer lamp’s body-coloured centre, demonstrate remarkable attention to detail.

To emphasise the go-anywhere nature of the Bentayga, the Bentley design team have integrated a stylish skid plate into the lower section of the front bumper, just below the floating wing motif.

At the rear, within the segmented tail lights, a new ‘B’-shaped illumination graphic is incorporated that affords the Bentayga an instantly recognisable and striking night-time signature.

A combination of advanced design, innovative engineering and state-of-the-art manufacturing technologies - including the use of lightweight aluminium - has enabled a total weight saving of 236kg compared to a traditional body construction.

As standard, the Bentayga comes with a panoramic glass roof. Making up almost 60 per cent of the total roof surface, the 1.35m2 glass feature is split into two panes. The front panel tilts and slides, and the whole glass surface can be obscured via an electric, full-length roller blind.

Either side of the glass roof are aluminium roof rails that combine two different finishes - a high-gloss black base and bright anodised top section.

A new range of bespoke Bentayga alloy wheels are available, ranging in size from 20" to 22".

The World’s Finest Cabin, Handcrafted at the Home of Bentley

Step inside the new Bentayga and you find the finest automotive interior in the world, with handcrafted wood and leather throughout - engineered with precision to deliver absolute perfection.

The attention to detail in metal, wood and leather is the epitome of modern British luxury, and is only achievable thanks to the exceptional skill of the workforce in Crewe.

The Bentley Bentayga’s cockpit sets new standards for both luxury and precision, with meticulous tolerances between the exquisite veneered woods and metal elements. The dashboard takes the iconic Bentley 'wing’ design as its inspiration, with the beautifully finished surfaces flowing gracefully from door to door over the top of the instrument binnacles, down under the centre console and back up around the passenger side fascia and foot well.

The hand-selected veneers form pure and elegant surfaces throughout the cabin, and each of the 15 pieces are shaped by Bentley’s artisans from a choice of seven different veneers, and finished with trademark Bentley attention to detail.

Highly polished, handcrafted metal elements adorn the dashboard, centre console and doors. Trademark Bentley knurling on the drive mode selector, gear knob, iconic bulls-eye vents and organ pulls adds sophistication and tactile refinement.

Sumptuous front seats, individually handcrafted in Crewe and featuring 22-way adjustment including adjustable cushion and backrest bolsters, provide superb support and comfort for all conditions. This cosseted feeling is further enhanced with a six-programme massage system, seat heating and ventilation.

Whether selected in four- or five-seat configuration, all of the leather seats in the Bentayga are available with contrast stitching and a quilted diamond design applied to the 'shoulders’ and bolsters, echoing the design of a finely tailored British hunting jacket.

Bentley specialists individually select only the finest bull hides, all of which are sourced from cool European climates, naturally tanned and never over-printed.. Customers have the choice of 15 colours, in three duo-tone and one single mono-tone colour split.

The four-seat configuration makes the ultimate statement in design, comfort and luxury. The two individual rear seats adjust in 18 different ways and include massage and ventilation functions as well as footrests. The veneered rear console hides additional functionality such as cup holders, generous storage areas and USB charging sockets.

The opulent feeling is completed by the fixed back, dividing the interior cabin from the boot. Also trimmed in the signature diamond quilting and including a ski-hatch, it creates an enclosed rear cabin space that sets new standards in the SUV sector.

A full-length panoramic sunroof with acoustic interlays allows ample natural sunlight to highlight the surfaces and detailing.

Activate the hands-free tailgate and not only is a large, practical storage space revealed, but also another of the Bentayga’s unique features - the optional folding event seat. Ideal for those wishing to stop for a moment and enjoy a spectacular outdoor environment or pursuit, the innovative leather-trimmed folding seat matches exactly the style of the cabin seats and integrates seamlessly into the rear of the car with characteristic attention to detail.

All-New W12 - Efficiency with Unrivalled Power and Torque

At the heart of the Bentley Bentayga is the all-new Crewe-built W12 TSI engine. This 6.0-litre twin-turbo unit combines efficiency and refinement with the luxury of unrivalled power and torque.

It is the most technologically advanced 12-cylinder engine in the world and develops 600 bhp (608 PS / 447 kW) @ 6,000 rpm and 900 Nm (663 lb ft) from 1,250 rpm to 4,500 rpm. These mighty outputs result in equally impressive performance figures. The Bentayga is capable of dispatching the sprint to 60 mph in just 4.0 seconds (0-100 km/h in 4.1 seconds) on its way to a top speed of 187 mph (301 km/h).

The new W12 uses both direct and indirect fuel injection. Switching seamlessly between the two technologies, the combination of these systems maximises refinement, delivers low particulate emissions and maximises power and torque delivery.

An impressive efficiency figure of 292 g/km CO2 is made possible in part thanks to Bentley’s Variable Displacement system, which shuts down half of the engine under defined conditions. Intake and exhaust valves, fuel injection and ignition are all shut down on defined cylinders, with the engine running as a six-cylinder for improved efficiency.

The engine is mated to an eight-speed automatic gearbox. The transmission and four-wheel-drive system has been strengthened to handle the demands and high torque levels of off-road driving.

In Bentley’s advanced application of Start-Stop technology for the Bentayga, coasting is also available, as the engine rests not only when the vehicle is stationary but also at 'near to stop’ speeds.

In 5th to 8th gear, when the driver releases the throttle (at motorway cruising speed, for example) the car will open the torque converter, dropping the engine to idle and simply allowing the car to roll or 'sail’. When the throttle is reapplied, or the car starts going downhill and detects an increase in speed, the transmission is re-engaged.

The new W12 sees a 11.9% efficiency improvement compared to the existing powertrain. The Bentayga will also be available as diesel and hybrid variants in the future.

Genuine Luxury with Go-Anywhere Ability

Never before has a vehicle so coherently combined genuine luxury with go-anywhere driving ability.

The development programme for the Bentayga has been the most exhaustive in the Bentley brand’s history, ranging across five continents. From the dirt and gravel of South Africa and the dunes of Dubai, to the muddy fields of Cheshire, and from -30°C in the frozen North Cape to searing 50°C desert heat, the Bentayga’s ability to perform on any surface and even in the most extreme conditions has been proven.

The Bentayga has also driven more than 400 laps of the famous Nürburgring Nordschleife circuit, as part of developing the dynamic performance of the chassis and fine-tuning the relevant control and stability systems. The unique features of the Nordschleife, including the high level of topographical change, variety of surface grip levels and wide range of cornering speeds, made it the perfect place to develop the fastest, most powerful SUV in the world.

The Bentayga introduces Bentley Dynamic Ride - the world’s first electric active roll control technology that utilises an unrivalled 48V system. Inherent in larger vehicles with a higher centre of gravity, this system instantly counteracts lateral rolling forces when cornering and ensures maximum tyre contact to deliver class-leading cabin stability, ride comfort and exceptional handling.

While conventional anti-roll bars present a compromise between body control and ride comfort, Bentley’s adaptive and reactive system provides variable torsional resistance, allowing the Bentayga to be both dynamically capable and comfortable for all occupants at all times. The pioneering use of a 48V system results in silent, instantaneous responses and sufficient power on hand to deal with all road surfaces.

Electric Power-Assisted Steering (EPAS) is also featured on the Bentayga. The new system improves feedback to the driver, while providing isolation from steering kick-back both on- and off-road. EPAS also features a variable rack ratio, permitting light and fast steering while manoeuvring at low speeds, as well as a more subdued response for excellent stability at high speeds.

The Bentayga offers class-leading ride comfort, steering feel and handling thanks to the partnership of a highly sophisticated chassis and Electronic Stability Control (ESC). In addition to advanced, multi-mode Traction Control (TCS), the Bentayga also features Hill Descent Control (HDC).

HDC automatically regulates the vehicle’s speed on steep declines, allowing the driver to concentrate fully on steering and obstacles ahead. It can be pre-set at speeds between two and 30 km/h (going in either direction) and works on gradients greater than five per cent.

As with all Bentleys, the Bentayga comes with multi-mode air suspension. The Bentayga driver has four different modes to choose from: High 2, High 1, Normal and Low. High 2, for example, can be manually selected when tackling more severe off-road surfaces. Customers can also lower the rear suspension via a switch in the boot, to ease loading and trailer hitching.

Bentley Personalisation Options and Mulliner Bespoke

The Bentley Bentayga redefines personalisation and bespoke luxury. Paint, leather, veneer and lifestyle options are unlimited and tailored to the individual.

The standard palette alone comprises 17 exterior paint colours, with up to 90 hues available in the extended range. There are also 15 luxurious carpet options, seven different handcrafted veneers and 15 choices of interior trim hide, which means that customers are able to specify their own choice of luxury finish. In addition, customers can choose between a new range of bespoke Bentayga alloy wheels, ranging in size from 20" to 22".

Six lifestyle-orientated specification packages will be available from launch, including two styling packs. In addition to these options, the Bentayga is available with the widest range of lifestyle accessories ever offered by the Bentley brand. For example, customers with an interest in watersports may wish to specify the Load-Assist Tray and Wet Gear Stowage options.

As with all Bentleys, the Bentayga can also be handed over to the highly skilled and dedicated craftspeople at Mulliner, who will respond to bespoke customer requirements.

At launch, the Bentley Bentayga is available with an exquisite integrated Mulliner Hamper Set, complete with refrigerator, bespoke fine Linley china cutlery, crockery and crystal glass, and storage area for dry goods. For comfort in the great outdoors, sections of the hamper can be removed and used as seats.

A bespoke mechanical Mulliner Tourbillon by Breitling clock can also be specified. The most complex of watch mechanisms, the Mulliner Tourbillon is automatically wound periodically by a dedicated high-precision winding mechanism within the car. This masterpiece is machined in solid gold (customers can select from either rose or white gold), with a choice of either a mother-of-pearl or black ebony face and decorated with eight diamond indexes.

Do you love me?//(N.M)

As I waited for Nate to get home I made his favorite meal. Steak and mashed potatoes on the side. As well as rolling a few joints for him. Tonight was going to be the first night we would have intimacy. Not once has he pressured me to do anything I wouldn’t want to do and I’m grateful. There is this feeling I can’t get rid of I need him in every way.

As set up the plates I here the door slam shut.

“Nate baby is everything okay?” I questioned him as I walked into the living. He sat on the couch head in his hands, and groaned every so often. Nate finally made eye contact with me.

“Y/N, do you love me?” He questioned with uncertainty.

“Of course I do! Why would you ask such a question like that. Nate no matter what happens between us I will always love you” I told him straddling his lap.

“W-why haven’t we done anything? Was he more smarter, caring, and athletic than I was. Is that the reason you don’t want to get to the next level in our relationship?” Nate replied looking anywhere, but my face. Lifting his chin up with finger, and giving him a gentle peck on the lips.

“Yes. I gave myself to my ex boyfriend, but you are the one that holds my heart. Only you” He kisses with passion as I rotated my hips on his lap. Small moans escaping his mouth as the kiss started to get more rough.

“Shit…Y/N… I need you now” Nate flipped us over in the couch before we ended up falling on the floor. My giggles filled the living room.

“This was not how it was supposed go. I had a game plan all set up” Nate groaned as he lay beside me. I soon straddles his lap again, yet he still didn’t pay attention to me. I rotating my hips, and saw Nate jolt his hips up.

Nate’s hands wandered under my shirt as he unclimbed my bra. His eyes turning a shade darker full of lust. He kneaded my breasts as he kissed gently not to hurt me.

“Nate please do something!” I whimper as he leaves a trail of hickeys down my stomach. Small moans left my mouth as he slowly pulled down my pajama pants down my legs. He gasped before looking back at me.

“Is something wrong?” I slowly move up on to my elbows. He pushes me back down before he kisses my inner thighs.

“Nothings wrong lil mama just your so wet for me. I don’t know if I can do this. What if I’m not good enough? What if you leave Y/N?” He stands up before leaving the room. The bedroom door closing. I get dressed and go into the bedroom.

“Nate…?” I knock a few times before opening the door. There sitting in the bed was Nate with his head in his hands.

“Nate, baby please look at me” I kneeled in front of him taking his chin in my hand and lifting his head up. He would not meet eyes no matter how hard I tried to make him do it . “Nate I wouldn’t leave you for something
as small as this. I love you and it will take more than bad sex to get rid of me. You are the one I want no one else” I kiss him gently before pulling away. He pulls me back in kissing me harder than before.

“Let’s take it to the next level lil mama” Nate strips down to his boxers before tearing off my clothes.

“Nate that was expen- sh I’ll by you something better and sexier” Nate said before kissing me again.

“Get on all fours Y/N. Head down facing the the door. Good girl” I did all he said before I heard him grabbing a belt out of the closet. “Ass up and Baby you have my permission to be as loud as you want. Let’s se if we can get a noise complaint” I could practically hear the smirk appearing in his face. His demanding tone making me whimper and get wetter.

Nate massages my ass before grabbing the belt and tying my hands behind my back. His free hand moving towards my clit before pinching it roughly. I whimper loudly as I hear Nate chuckle.

“I guess we don’t need to do foreplay when you are already dripping” Nate slams into without warning. I moan before putting face into the pillow drowning out any sounds escaping my mouth. Nate grabs a fistful of my hair and lifts head up.

“Y/N I want to hear how good I make you feel. Keep your head up lil mama” I connect our lips to slow kiss, and his thrusts start slowing down.

“Ooh Nate… baby… I want” I couldn’t finish my sentence before I ignited a load moan from my throat causing Nate to groan.

“What do you want Y/N?” Nate asks before picking up speed causing the head board to hit the wall with force repeatedly.

“Top… I…. ooh.. I want top” Nate soon unbinds my hands as lays on his back. I straddle him before sliding down his erection. I roll my hips into figure eights causing Nate to throw his head back a load groan escaping his mouth.

“Fuck… Y/N don’t stop I’m so close” Nate starts thrusting his hips up and I begin to bounce on him meeting thrusts. Nate soon reaches my g-spot triggering my orgasm. I see Nate trying to trigger his own as I slow my bouncing and ride him slowly. Warm spurts of cum spill into me as Nate holds onto my hips for dear life.

“Nate, are you okay?” Nate just chuckles before lifting me off him.
Nate cuddle and close to him before speaking.

“Better than okay.. mind blowing” he kisses my forehead and flips me into my back. He lays between my legs with his head on top of my breasts.

“My very own personal pillows and just how I want to keep” Nate mumbles as he looks up at me. “I love you Y/N and one day I will make you my wife.

“I love you Nate” I kiss his forehead as we drift off to sleep. Tonight will be forever engraved in my mind.