stefan salvatore angst

dine and dash (stefan salvatore au ft klaus mikaelson, part xi)

Plot: You and Stefan dated for three years while in high school. You both thought your relationship would last, but college managed got in the way. So you two decided to break up. You left to college in Massachusetts and Stefan stayed in Mystic Falls. While you were gone, things changed between you and a certain original, but you hadn’t yet let go of Stefan. Now, almost six years later, you’re both invited to Bonnie and Kol’s wedding. It’s time for a reunion.

Pairing: Kol x Bonnie, Damon x Elena, Caroline x Enzo, Klaus x Reader, Stefan x Reader (mentioned), Stefan x Ivy

Warnings: language maybe? strong feelings

A/N: OKAY SO I KNOW I SAID I MIGHT MAKE THIS 13 PARTS, BUT I LOVE THIS ENDING AND WOULD LIKE TO KEEP IT THIS WAY. I know we haven’t gotten to the wedding festivities or anything yet, and I know I said I’d like to write about that, but I don’t know. this feels right. of course, the final say is up to you babes. pls read this and let me know what you think! (no gifs are mine!)

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“Alright,” you take a deep breath, calming yourself as you speak. “I want to apologize. I led you on for years, kept Stefan in my heart when I should have let go. You’re right, and it was foolish of me. I’m sorry, Niklaus.”

“Hey, hey,” he whispers, one hand reaching down and grabbing both of yours. “Look, that’s all in the past. You needed closure, and I should have been more understanding. I’d never been loved the way that you loved Stefan, I’d never experienced that love myself. At least not until I realized the depth of my feelings for you. Then I got it.”

“Nik,” you whisper his name apologetically, looking over at him and noticing a small smile on his face.

“I’m not done yet, love,” he whispers right back, pulling into the hotel parking lot. “I just want to say that you’re forgiven. I understand, I do. Now it’s my turn to apologize,” he slides the car into a spot and turns off the engine, sighing as his eyes meet yours. “I apologize for not telling you how I felt sooner. I apologize for saying the horrible things I said earlier today. I apologize for bringing Valerie into this whole mess. After everything we’ve been through, I can’t seem to shake you off. There’s not a single time that I’m not thinking of you. And listen, I know there’s no way that I can wipe away all the negative things that I’ve done, but I would like to try. If you’d let me, of course.”

“Klaus, I’d–” he places two fingers over your lips, not allowing you to answer right away. He just poured his heart out to you, he loved the pleasantly surprised look in your eyes and he didn’t want to forget that any time soon.

“I want you to take some time and think it over, please,” he whispers, leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on your cheek before pulling back. “Come on, let’s go inside and see what havoc they’ve wreaked.”

“Caroline,” Bonnie whines and stomps her foot as Caroline makes sure everyone is in their designated rooms. “Caroline! Are you sure we–?”

“Bonnie you and Kol cannot sleep together the night before the wedding! You two have to stay in separate rooms, no argument,” Caroline raises her brows at Bonnie, daring her to do the opposite of what she asked.

“But the wedding isn’t for another week! Are you seriously planning on keeping us apart for a whole week before the wedding?” Bonnie gives Caroline puppy eyes and Caroline bites her bottom lip.

“Bon, I don’t know. I have to consult with Y/N, and then I can–”

“I heard my name,” you and Klaus walk over to the two girls, a few bags in each of your hands. “What’s up?”

“Well, Bonnie wants to sleep in the same room as Kol until the night before. I said I’d have to consult with you before giving her an answer.”

“Before I let you know my take, I have one question: where the hell is the maid of honor?” You scoff, looking around for Elena. “We’re making all the tough choices and she is–”

“She’s on the phone with the DJ, yelling his ear off. She also just got off the phone with the priest,” Caroline shrugs and you both make a face.

“You know what? She can keep doing that. Now, I think Bonnie staying in the same room as Kol is a good idea, at least until the night before the wedding. Then she has to stay in her room. What do you think Care?”

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“I think that’s a great idea. While she’s with Kol, you can sleep in her room since y’know, um,” Caroline clears her throat and looks away from Klaus.

“Right, Valerie,” you whisper, shaking your head as you think of the conversation you and Klaus just had in the car. “Well–”

“Actually she’s gone. She left,” Klaus speaks up and you all look at him, surprised and confused and relieved all at once.

“What do you mean she’s gone? Where did she go?” You furrow your brows at him and he looks down, slightly ashamed to own up to his failed tricks.

“She went back home, to Paris. She only accompanied me to help me explain myself to you,” Klaus shakes his head, slowly looking up at you. “She’s got a husband back home, some well-endowed French architect. They’re our allies and she offered to help me. She thought that if I finally admitted my feelings to you, I’d be less prone to committing massacres.”

“I bet she didn’t expect my newly found bloodthirst, huh?” You chuckle, taking in Klaus’s nervous appearance. “Either way, I’m spending the week in Bonnie’s suite. It’s bigger.”

“And bigger is better,” Caroline mutters under her breath causing Klaus to turn a bright red as you and Bonnie laugh uncontrollably.

“Right, well I’m just gonna, yeah I’m,” Klaus clears his throat, dropping the bags and slowly walking away from you three.

“I’m gonna take the bags to their owners, you two gonna be okay here?” You pick up the bags Klaus left behind and lift them along with yours, cracking your neck as Bonnie and Caroline nod.

“We’ll be okay. You be careful!”

“Will do, Care!” You call out and drop all the bags in their designated rooms. The last bag belonged to Stefan. You approach his room with a small smile on your face, the smile falling as soon as you hear the yelling. Stefan must’ve told her about what happened this morning.

“You kissed her, Stefan! Who’s to say you won’t do that again, huh? Who’s to say–?”

Me! I say that I won’t do that again. Ivy, please,” you hear Stefan’s pleads as you stand right outside the door. You hear how much it pains him to even think of losing her.

“You said you didn’t care for her, Stefan. That’s clearly a lie. This entire time, all you’ve done is follow her around like a lost puppy,” Ivy’s full out sobbing at this point, this morning’s actions taking more a toll on her than you thought possible. “I love you, Stefan. I can’t be with you if you don’t love me, too.”

“But I do love you, Ivy. I love you so much,” Stefan’s voice is coming out in choked whispers as you hear footsteps approach the door. “Please don’t leave.”

“Stefan, I–” You knock on the door and interrupt Ivy, unable to take any more of Stefan’s pain.

“Guys? It’s me, Y/N,” you whisper, secretly hoping they wouldn’t open the door. “Look, I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. I know you hate me, Ivy. I get it. I kissed Stefan and I shouldn’t have. He’s not with me. I didn’t take your feelings, or his, into consideration when I kissed him. But I swear to you that’s all that happened. The only reason I did it was to get some closure. Our breakup happened so quick; I spent the past four years thinking about what could have been, pining over unresolved feelings. I came here and saw him with you, smiling bigger than I’d ever seen. He loves you. I just wanted the closure that he seemed to have found. I’m sorry, Ivy. I swear that this is my fault. Stefan and I care for each other, but it’s just platonic. I promise. Besides,” you chuckle, wiping away a silent tear. “I almost killed his brother, so you have nothing to worry about.”

You hear a couple soft chuckles behind the door, a few quiet apologies and declarations of love before the door is opened.

“Here you go,” you whisper and hand the bag to Ivy, your eyes meeting Stefan’s grateful ones as you smile at the couple. “I’m so happy for you both.”

“I still hate you,” Ivy whispers and you laugh.

“Understood,” you nod and turn away, the door shutting behind you just as it had all those years ago. But this time you got your closure. This time you had something else to look forward to.

The Other End of the Hall

“Guys,” Damon walks into Caroline’s room, desperate to tell his friends about what he’d just witnessed across the hall… only no one’s paying attention. “Guys?

Damon’s greeting goes unnoticed yet again as the girls’ voice gets louder, now joined by Enzo’s take on the centerpieces and Kol’s question about chicken tenders.

“Will everyone shut up?!” Damon’s voice grows a few octaves as the gang quiets down and looks at him. “Ladies, we have this week planned to a T. Caroline, you made sure of that. Bonnie, this is your wedding. None of us are gonna let anything go wrong. Elena, babe please. We need you to be the sane one right now. Kol, no chicken tenders at the wedding. Although I may be able to sneak a few into the reception for you? And Enzo, it’s too late to change any details about the centerpieces. Caroline and Y/N will have your head on a platter as the main centerpiece. Speaking of Y/N–”

“Oh come on, mate!” Enzo yells and everyone joins him, completely ignoring Damon’s previous comments. The yelling is louder than before and it’s now accompanied by obscene hand gestures. So Damon does the only thing he thinks will get everyone’s attention: he gets on top of a table and cups his hands to the sides of his mouth to form an impromptu megaphone.



The Beach

It’s a full moon, the light bouncing off the waves and the waves bouncing off your heels as you stare into the lake. You wrap your arms around yourself, a smile on your face as the wind gently kisses your bare shoulders and stomach. You hear footsteps approaching and you let out a content sigh, closing your eyes as he sits behind you and wraps his arms around you from behind. His face has made its way in the crook of your neck, a blissful look on your face as his stubble brushes against your jaw. You giggle softly, finally happy.

“Y/N?” You smile as you hear your name rolling off his tongue. “Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s perfect,” you whisper, nuzzling into him as he places a kiss on the side of your head. Everything truly is perfect.


1. “You know we’re meant to be.”

2. “Don’t give me false hope.”

3. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m in love with you!”

4. “You can do this but you can’t return my calls?”

5. “It’s so hard for me to hate you right now.”

6. “Please tell me you feel the same.”

7. “I will kill anyone that looks at you the way I look at you.”

8. “I know he’s trouble but I don’t care.”

9. “The thought of losing you scares me.”

10. “Don’t make me take you home and punish you.”

11. “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.”

12. “You’re not going out in that outfit.”

13. “Can I join you?”

14. “You owe me a drink.”

15. “I’m surprised you came.”

16. “I’m just as shocked as you are.”

17. “Don’t give me that look.”

18. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love you.”

19. “I’m going to regret this.”

20. “I’m begging you, please don’t go.”

21. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”

22. “You know you like that.”

23. “Get out of my head!”

24. “Please don’t do this to me.”

25. “You’re the one.”

26. “You again.”

27. “I’m not drunk enough yet.”

28. “You’re more than just a one night stand.”

29. “I’m carrying your child.”

30. “Here’s some money, now shut up.”

31. “I can’t stand you right now.”

32. “Why can’t I stop thinking about you?”

33. “Stop following me!”

34. “No one will hurt you as long as I’m here.”

35. “I’m in love with my best friend.”

36. “God dammit, why do you have this affect on me?!”

37. “I’m not okay if you’re not okay.”

38. “Allow me to give you the world.”

39. “At least put your guards down for me.”

40. “You can trust me.”

41. “Get dressed, we’re going out.”

42. “You can’t tell anyone about this!”

43. “What do you mean you don’t care?”

44. “You swore you’d never lie to me.”

45. “What are you doing in my bed?!”

46. “You look stunning.”

47. “Fine. You win.”

48. “Take me home with you.”

49. “You’re such a fun drunk.”

50. “You’re so god damn amazing.”

51. “Tell me this when you’re sober.”

52. “Since my dog likes you, then I guess I like you.”

53. “You’re an addiction.”

54. “I swear, we’re not a couple!”

55. “You’re in love with me?”

56. “Are you going to get into bed with me or what?”

57. “I may or may not be in love with Y/N.”

58. “Step away before I punch you in the face.”

59. “You don’t mean that.”

60. “I’m not good for you.”

61. “Would you just shut up and kiss me already.”

62. “Everything that is coming out of your mouth is a lie!”

63. “You’re staring again.”

64. “May I have this dance?”

65. “Wow. You look stunning.”

66. “Feel free to kill me for saying this.”

67. “What are you doing here? It’s late.”

68. “I swear, there is nothing going on between us!”

69. “I can’t believe you bought this for me.”

70. “Tell them to fuck off.”


You’re Dead To Me➥Stefan Salvatore

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WARNING: Vampirism, being mad at Stefan, Stefan being sad, heartbreak, prob cringy, I should really go to bed early.

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A/n: I revamped the gif imagines.x

He had to turn you. He didn’t want to be without you. He couldn’t be without you. So he turned you.

His thumb rubbed soothing circles on your cheek, as his other hand, soothed your hair.

“Come on, y/n.” Stefan sighed, leaning down, pressing his lips against your forehead gently.

His lips lingering against your forehead. Stefan let out a sigh, pulling his lips away. His thumb

You let out a loud gasp. Sitting up, Stefan quickly grabbed the side of your face.

“I died, I should be dead.” you panicked, looking at Stefan with wide eyes.

“I turned you.” Stefan spoke, making you pull away from his hold. You quickly stood up.

“No.” you mumbled, running your fingers through your hair nervously.

You didn’t understand why he would change you into a vampire when you told him countless times that you couldn’t handle being a vampire. Did your friendship mean nothing to him at all?

“Y/n, I had to, I couldn’t live without you.” Stefan spoke.

A let out a scoff.

“Live without me? Newsflash Stefan, you’re dead, I’m dead now too, and now I’m a vampire because of your selfishness. I told you I didn’t want to be a vampire, you know that I couldn’t handle it, and you turned me into a vampire anyway.” you shouted, glaring at him.

“I turned you because you are my best friend, I turned you because I love you y/n, so much, more than a best friend should, I couldn’t just let you be dead.” Stefan spoke.

You stared at him coldly, feeling nothing but fury. You used to love him more than a friend, and maybe if he confessed that to you when you were a human, you would have fallen into his arms and said ‘I love you too.’ But he betrayed you.

“I can never forgive you, Stefan, ever.” You growled, turning your back towards him, just as you took a step, Stefan spoke.

“Y/n, you will die if you don’t drink blood. Let me help you.” Stefan pleaded, grabbing a hold of your wrist he turned you around, only for you to slap him hard in the face.

“Stay the fuck away from me.” You shouted, storming out of the house.

Stefan looked down at the ground,  as tears started to fall from his eyes. He lost you again.

What it feels like to have a scorpio moon...

“Everything’s heightened, you know? Just live more intensely. Love more powerfully. […] Anger becomes rage. When you’re sad, you’re in despair. Grief. Loss. It can cripple you.” - Stefan Salvatore

•Wanting to cry but getting angry instead

•The power of knowing everyone’s secrets and nobody knowing yours

•Happy tears

•Constant fear of betrayal

•Inner turmoil, outward grace

•Never truly knowing vulnerability

•Loving someone/something so much that it hurts

•Greeting your inner demons like an old friend

Stefan Salvatore - You Had Hope

You have been with Stefan Salvatore for over 100 years. You’re the love of his life and he’s yours. You’re even married. Now, you’re both living in modern day Mystic Falls and helping to protect the town and its citizens from supernatural threats. What happens when one of those supernatural creatures seeks out revenge?

Pairing: Stefan x Reader

Characters: Reader, Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Caroline Forbes. Klaus Mikaelson, Elena Gilbert, Bonnie Bennett, Jeremy Gilbert, Matt Donavon, Tyler Lockwood, Alaric Saltzman, Cade, Enzo St. John, Katherine Pierce (Mentioned)

Warnings: Angst, Blood, Death

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Dinner Party {Reader Insert}

Imagine: What happens when three vampires and a hybrid take a liking to the new kid in town?

Summary: Two pairs of brothers host a dinner party to celebrate the arrival of Mystic Falls’ new resident. Little do they know, the new girl isn’t all that she seems.

Request?: No, just a random thought that was inspired by this scene. Bit of a ramble if I’m honest.

Word Count: 2932.

Taglist: Do let me know if you would like to be tagged in any of my writings.

Disclaimer: The gif used is not mine, credits to the user that made it. I do not own any of the characters written about in this piece, credits to the writers and producers of TVD.

A/N: First piece of writing up! I’m not too sure if I’m all that happy with this. The idea sounded better in my head than it does on paper. But still, enjoy, my little bookworms 🖤

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dine and dash (stefan salvatore au ft klaus mikaelson, part viii)

Plot: You and Stefan dated for three years while in high school. You both thought your relationship would last, but college managed got in the way. So you two decided to break up. You left to college in Massachusetts and Stefan stayed in Mystic Falls. While you were gone, things changed between you and a certain original, but you hadn’t yet let go of Stefan. Now, almost six years later, you’re both invited to Bonnie and Kol’s wedding. It’s time for a reunion.

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Reader, Stefan Salvatore x Reader (mentioned)

Warnings: language, slight angst, two second kiss

A/N: I think I know who I want Y/N to end up with! It’s taken long enough. I’m gonna write the wedding through though, so I’m not sure when I’ll mention it, but it’ll be done!! sorry this part is shorter than the previous ones! (gifs aren’t mine!!) (ps pls remember that vampire emotions ans senses are heightened!)

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“What about–?”

“Enough! For the love of God, someone get me a daylight ring. And a blood bag. Please,” you cross your arms over your chest and the guys all nod. “Damon you go make sure Caroline is okay. I don’t want her any more stressed than she already is. Kol you go to Bonnie and tell her I am okay. Please remind her of that. Stefan I need you to ask Kai to get me a daylight ring. Klaus, you and I need to talk. Is everyone good?”

Once again, they all nod and Damon pulls you into a hug.

“Don’t ever die. Please,” he whispers into your hair and you smile, squeezing him before pulling away.

“I won’t if you don’t. Now off you all go. Please,” you chuckle as they all salute you and leave. Except for Klaus. “Right. Where were we?”

“Y/N, I’m–” Klaus begins to speak but you cut him off.

“No, Niklaus. You listen to me. I am tired of you speaking and speaking and not giving me a chance to say anything,” you pace back and forth, shaking your head as you fight to keep your emotions in check. “You have been my friend, my fucking confidant these past four years and then you turn around and pull some shit like this. Why? Why the hell would you do that?”

“Because I was heartbroken. I loved a woman who would only ever love another man. I loved a woman who used me to forget about her epic love,” Klaus’s eyes flash gold as he keeps his emotions at bay, not wanting to provoke you further.

“Did you REALLY think that, Klaus?” You turn to face him, eyes pitch black as the anger and the hunger grow. “Please, pray tell, how many women have you slept with while you were having sex with me?”

“Y/N, I–”

“Answer my question, Klaus,” you grit your teeth, hands turned into fists as you stare him down.

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“I stopped counting after the first 15,” he whispers, looking down as you hold your breath.

“Wow,” you whisper, shaking your head as the unwanted tears run down your face in a fit of anger. “For me, it was only you. I would wait for your return every fucking time.”

“What?” He whispers, looking up as you give him a pained look.

“You were the one person that helped me forget Stefan. When I was with you, I couldn’t think of anything else because you clouded my mind. I could only think about you. I didn’t want our time together to end. So yeah, I was the idiot in the situation,” you shake your head, wiping away the angry tears. “I’ve waited for all the wrong people, Klaus. I waited for Stefan, for you. I loved you. Clearly, that meant nothing to either of you.”

“That’s not true! You meant the world to me, Y/N. You meant everything to me!”

“So why not tell me? Why not tell me what I meant to you?!”

“Because you’re still in love with Stefan!” Klaus turns to face you, eyes golden as his anger gets the best of him.

“I’m not–”

“Spare me the assurance. You’re still in love with Stefan. Me confessing my love wouldn’t have changed that one bit,” he growls, fangs out as he punches the wall.

“I needed closure. Stefan and I never had any closure until now. All I needed from you was a sign. I needed to know that you weren’t just around because you pitied me or because you wanted to have sex or–”

“Do you seriously think I was with you for any of those reasons?” Klaus walks up to you, stopping half a foot away. “Every time I touched you, every time I brushed the hair out of your face, you think it was because I pitied you? Every time I ran you a bath, every time I passed out on top of you after the fact, you think it’s because I only wanted sex?”

“I wasn’t the only one, Klaus! I knew I wasn’t the only one, but I would always hope that I could be!” You yell, not backing down as Klaus leans into you. “I came here hoping that I could get closure from Stefan and find some middle ground with you.”

“So what was that, this morning? Was that closure? He cheated on Ivy with you, Y/N. Tell me, how is she going to find closure?” Klaus lowers his head to level with yours and you look down, unable to look him in the eye.

“You kissed Valerie before I even thought about kissing Stefan. So tell me,” you lift your head up to look at him unapologetically. “Tell me, what was that this morning?”

“I wanted to–”

“To make me jealous? To show me that you were over me? Klaus, please,” you let out an emotionless chuckle, crossing your arms over your chest as you watch him. “You make all these excuses for yourself and you can’t think for one second that you could have prevented all this?”

“So what? This is all my fault?” He glares at you while you look into the distance, deep in thought.

“I mean if I had to answer, hm, then I guess, I would say,” you rub your chin while Klaus grows ever more impatient with you. “Yes, Klaus. This is all your fault.”

“You little–” Before he can finish his sentence, he places a hand on the back of your head and another against your waist as he pulls you close and kisses you.

You’re caught off guard as Klaus’s lips angrily attack yours. You close your eyes and let out an angry growl as your hands wrap around his waist, attempting to even the playing field.

“Oh, love,” Klaus pulls away, a wide smirk on his face as you catch your breath. “If there’s one thing I’ve taught you these past few years, it’s–”

“He likes being in control,” Stefan whispers and you gasp, pulling away from Klaus as the broody vampire steps into the crypt. “Here’s your daylight ring.”

He tosses you the ring and you catch it, a small smile on your face as you forget the awkward tension. The ring is beautiful, identical to the first gift Stefan had ever gotten you. You two were best friends at the time, and he didn’t know what to get you for your birthday. He got you the ring and it’d been spelled with vervain at the time. You couldn’t find it in any of the bags you’d packed for college and you thought it was gone for good.

“Is this?” You smile up at Stefan and he shrugs.

“Yes, it is. I found it in your room a few weeks after you left. I thought it was fitting,” he smiles as you. “Bonnie spelled it for you, she didn’t trust Kai enough.”

You laugh and you notice Klaus looking at you, a hurt expression on his face and suddenly you see the way he’s looked at you all these years. You couldn’t expect him to lay everything down for you while you were still giving your ex googly eyes. You sigh and slip the ring onto your finger. It’s time.

“The best thing I’ve ever had in my life”
Imagine: You turned your humanity off after finding out Damon cheated on you. And now he’s desperate to get you back.

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Pairings: Damon x (vampire) reader! Humanity off. / Elena (mentioned) / Stefan (mentioned)

Warnings: Angst, a little of fluff I guess… Strong Lenguage and violence

Word count: 2619

A/N: This is the first thing I write abourt Damon but I’m very excited.. I had this in my mind for weeks or months idk.. So here is it. Italics are flash backs ;)

You were sitting at the edge of your bed, struggling with the tears, your heart aching and you could barely breathe. The only thing you could felt was your heart breaking a little more every second. That pain had a name; Damon Salvatore.

You arrived at the boarding house, and as soon as you put a foot inside, you heard some noises on the second floor. You sped to Damon’s room and you saw your biggest fear in front of you.

Damon was on the bed, shirtless and kissing Elena.

They heard you and they pulled apart. “Oh my god… Y/N” Elena whispered, covering her body with the sheets. “Y/N… Hey, it’s” Damon started. “It’s not what it looks like, right?” You said, trying to hold your tears. “Fuck you two.” You abandoned the room as fast as you arrived and you continued running until you get to your house.

And there you were… Crying over the love of your life, who had betrayed you with one of your best friends. You knew that he had feelings for her, especially because of the existence of Katherine in his past, but he had said to you so many times that he loved you. “Bull shit.” You took your lamp and throw it at the wall, shattering everything. You couldn’t take it anymore, tears pouring out of your eyes and there was no way to stop them.

As a vampire every emotion was heightened, happiness, love, but this type of pain was almost physical. Your limbs burning in pain as your heart broke more and more. And the only reason you transformed into a vampire was to be with Damon… But now, now you were alone and tired of crying.

You closed your eyes and slowly you reached that switch placed at the back of your brain. You knew that you didn’t want to turn it because of him, you didn’t want to give him that much power over you… But he had it. You only wanted to stop feeling. So, you turn it.

You cleaned up your tears and get up, ready to go anywhere, not longing care.

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dine and dash (stefan salvatore au ft klaus mikaelson, part v)

Plot: You and Stefan dated for three years while in high school. You both thought your relationship would last, but college managed got in the way. So you two decided to break up. You left to college in Massachusetts and Stefan stayed in Mystic Falls. While you were gone, things changed between you and a certain original, but you hadn’t yet let go of Stefan. Now, almost six years later, you’re both invited to Bonnie and Kol’s wedding. It’s time for a reunion.

Pairings: Stefan Salvatore x Reader

Warnings: angsty-ish, maybe language

A/N: sorry this took a while and is hella short but I wanted to make it good for Stefan. I still can’t come to terms with the TVD finale bc fuck that, but here. I hope you guys like this! :) (!!!!!!!!!gifs aren’t mine!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

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“What is THA-oh god, no,” you murmur as your eyes rest on a sleeping Marcel who’s got his arms wrapped around you. “Oh no no no no no.”

“What the hell happened last night?” Damon helps you up, careful not to wake Marcel.

“Nothing happened, Damon. We all passed out, and I guess I couldn’t sleep so Marcel helped,” you shrug, stretching as Damon leads you outside.

“Yeah, well Klaus seems to think something happened, so–”

You two step outside and are met with the sight of Klaus and Valerie making out.

“Did you need me for something, Niklaus?” You mutter spitefully as he slowly pulls away from that demon witch.

“Me? No, not at all. Please meet–”

“Oh you don’t want me to meet anyone right now,” you glare at the two asshats and walk inside, brushing against an apologetic Damon.

“Look, I swear I didn’t know she was gonna be out there. He saw you two and kept spewing angry bullshit and I don’t–”

“Damon, sweetheart. I’m too hungover to feel anything or say anything. I’ll be fine. I just have to show him what he’s missing… after I get some food and coffee.”

So you get your food and your coffee, but neither of those things help you feel better about Klaus and Valerie. Everyone else is still asleep, at least almost everyone. You’re drinking your second cup of coffee as Marcel walks over to you, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

“Hey, you,” he smiles at you and you almost let out a sigh of relief, recognizing the friendly tone of his voice.

“Hey there, sleepyhead,” you smile back at him as he playfully glares at you.

“It’s not my fault someone kept tossing and turning last night,” he nudges you and you raise a brow at him.

“Thank you for that, Marcel,” you place a hand on his shoulder and give him a soft, genuine smile. You squeeze his shoulder and shrug, taking another sip of your coffee. “The dreams aren’t too happy when I’m this stressed.”

Marcel furrows his brows and you see Klaus walk in, an interested and slightly concerned look on his face that leads you to believe he’d been listening to your conversation. You resist the urge to roll your eyes. How dare he?

“What do you mean?” Marcel takes a seat next to you and you shrug yet again.

“Sometimes I have nightmares, sometimes I can’t sleep because of them,” you tilt your head to the side as Marcel nods, not wanting to push. “If I ever want to talk about them, I’ll find you. I promise.”

He smiles and kisses your cheek, saying he’ll always be here before leaving to freshen up. You down the rest of your coffee, willing your hangover to go away as you’re approached by Stefan. You know you’re due for a lecture.

“You told me the nightmares were gone, Y/N,” Stefan crosses his arms over his chest, eyes boring into yours.

“I did. And at that point, they were gone,” you whisper, not wanting to wake up the others or draw attention to the two of you.

“When did they start up again?”

“First night in my dorm,” you press your fingers against your forehead and temples. “It wasn’t fun, Stefan. But I managed then and I’ll manage now. I promise.”

“You couldn’t fall asleep last night until Marcel held you. That doesn’t sound like you’re managing,” Stefan doesn’t let up, eyes narrowed  in concern.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Stefan. I’m sorry,” you shrug, realizing that you’re not giving Stefan much to work with.

“I’m here to help you. Always. I know I haven’t been the most supportive for a while, but I’m back. Your favorite Salvatore is back,” he gives you a soft smile and ruffles your already messy hair as you fight to keep your heartrate steady.

“I heard favorite Salvatore, so I’m here,” Damon walks over and smirks at you, resting an arm on your head.

“That’s my HEAD, idiot, and it’s pounding. So please,” you glare at Damon until he removes his arm.

“I’m her favorite Salvatore,” Stefan raises his brows towards Damon who in turn rolls his eyes.

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“I don’t think so, bunny killer.”

“Oh come on, that again?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, deer boy!”

“Damon, I don’t–”

“What? Those are better than rip–”

“Damon, that’s enough,” you give him a look and he immediately quiets down.

“He’s not wrong,” Stefan sighs and shakes his head and Damon opens his mouth to apologize.

“Look, Stefan–”

“Damon, babe, I think you’ve done enough for now. Stefan and I are gonna go take a walk. We’ll be back in half an hour. You can apologize then,” you stand, handing Damon the clipboard. “Make sure everyone is up by then. Breakfast will arrive in an hour.”

“Yeah, got it,” Damon mutters, looking apologetically towards the two of you. You kiss his cheek and Stefan nods, the two of you heading out as Klaus glares at the back of your head.

“So why–?”

“Wait. I want to make sure we’re far enough away from the house before we talk. I don’t want our conversation to fall on unwanted ears,” you shoot Stefan a smile, staying quiet until you were far away from the house that you didn’t have to worry. “Alright, Stefan. What did you want to say now?”

“I just wanted to know why we’re going on this walk,” he’s got his hands in his pockets as you two walk.

“I know you hate remembering your ripper self, so I thought taking a trip outside would help. Well that and I have a killer headache and some fresh air would do me good,” you smile as you spot a park bench. “Come on.”

Stefan chuckles as you drag him to the bench, a permanent smile on his face as he watches your hair dance in the wind, your smile brightening the world around you. You turn and notice the odd smile on his face.

“What is it? You’re oddly happy after a fight with Damon,” you raise a brow at him and he shakes his head, chuckling and looking down. “Seriously, what is it?”

“Nostalgia, if I’m being honest,” he sighs, looking up and staring ahead.

“I know what you mean,” you whisper, taking your time to stare at the man sitting next to you. You take in his genuine smile, his plump lips, his hero hair. You love how the sun shines off his features, enhancing them and crushing you all in the same.

“What’re you staring at?”

“Happiness,” you chuckle, looking away and sighing. “I didn’t know it’d be this hard to see you. Hard but comforting.”

“I know what you mean,” he sighs, reality setting into both of you as you remember Ivy and your issues with Klaus and the nightmares.

“Okay about the nightmares,” you clear your throat, hoping to clear the air as well. “They were fine for a while, the summer before I went off to college. If I’m being honest, I think it’s because you were around. And then I went off to college and we lost contact. The nightmares rushed back full force. I thought taking sleeping pills would help, but they just made things worse. I developed insomnia and depression and anxiety, did terrible in school, didn’t speak to anyone. It was like that for a while. And then my second year rolled around–”

“You were that way for a year?” Stefan looks at you, the hurt and concern in his eyes enough to break down all your walls.

“I pulled through, Stefan. I made it. The only time I felt remotely better was when someone visited me. When Bonnie came over or Damon or–”

“Or Klaus,” Stefan raises his brows and looks down at his hands, growing angry at the thought of you and Klaus together even though he knows he had no right to. You two were broken up, and he took more than enough  advantage of that. But picturing you with someone else boiled his blood.

“Or Klaus,” you clear your throat, a bitter feeling resting in your stomach as you thought of him. “Granted, things with him haven’t gone so well.”

“You seemed fine a couple days ago,” Stefan turns back to face you, trying his best not to sound judgy.

“Yeah, I thought we were okay, but I don’t know. He’s bringing Valerie to the wedding. I saw them making out this morning,” you shake your head, sighing as you lean back on the bench.

“He’s bringing Valerie to the wedding? That’s ridiculous,” Stefan furrows his brows, eyes on you as you stare off into the distance.

“I sure know how to pick them, huh?” You turn to look at Stefan and find him already looking at you.

“Well you picked me, so you don’t have the best taste,” you chuckle as Stefan scrunches his nose at you.

“Oh shut it,” you laugh and rest your head on his shoulder, the familiarity of it all nearly overwhelming you both. “I picked you. I’ve already found my epic love. Maybe that’s all I get. I mean it makes sense.”

“No, come on. That’s not–”

“And I’m okay with that,” you lift your head up, your face inches from Stefan’s. “I had you as the epic love of my life. I was lucky to have you, Stefan. We get a fairytale romance once in a lifetime, and I had THE fairytale romance. We laughed, we cried, we fought, we loved. That’s good enough for me.”

“Y/N,” Stefan whispers, your name sounding like a prayer as it rolled off his lips.

You gulp, begging your eyes not to fall on his lips as he brings a hand up and cups your face. You close your eyes, leaning into his touch. He closes his eyes and savors the temporary luxury, pressing his forehead against yours. And for one fleeting  moment, everything was perfect.


Imagine: Being in love with Damon but not wanting to be with him because you think he’s evil.



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anonymous asked:

Fav se angsty scenes ?

Most of them are in season 3 for obvious reasons

Before I get into my general assessment of these moments I need to bring your attention to the above 3x22 gif because I’ve never seen this scene so close before and the way Stefan looks at Elena before she looks up at him… like he looks like this might be the last time he gets to kiss the woman he loves.

But what I love about these angsty SE moments, which happen throughout the series but specifically season 3 is I think you see the physical representation of KW’s quote on how Stefan and Elena meet each other and can breathe again?

^^ like even here there’s a moment where Elena’s lips widen and it’s like she’s exhaling, you see it in the phone call in 3x01 when Elena says Stefan’s name and he exhales:

and what makes that “breath” angsty is the fact that the scene usually starts out with them taking a chance, either an emotional one or a physical one, that has them holding their breath, maybe Elena has moved on, maybe Stefan doesn’t want to fight anymore, maybe I might die:

and then SE connect and they breathe:

In season 1:

So what I love specifically about this last gif is how Stefan makes eye contact with Elena until the last possible moment because that eye contact is establishing trust, like if you don’t want to do this at any time, I’ll see that and I will be perfectly happy dying here while you leave and it also establishes how much he loves her while Elena offering her vein to an in-need ripper establishes how much she loves him.

The angst of season 1 is all about establishing, establishing their connection through gazes, the depth of their love through stares, like we don’t see what Stefan’s expression is like when Elena tells him she loves him, it’s the back of his head and then Elena and then back to Stefan and he turns around so we the audience and she the love interest can see how completely moved and wrecked (in the best way) he is by what she said whereas their stares with each other are angsty because they’re extremely charged and both of them are deeply moved and it makes it intense:

In season 2:

Season 2 is probably the least angsty SE season but I think the two above gifs are underrated. Elena stabbed herself to stab Elijah and then Stefan rushes to feed her his blood but what I love about the above moment is how Elena is comforting Stefan as much as he’s comforting her? She knows how scared he must’ve been seeing her stab herself so she’s looking at him and holding his head like, are you OK? And the gif above it, I really love how earnest Stefan is there, the way he’s like I don’t think you get that I will literally die for you, so don’t worry and Elena’s strong like NO, I GET THAT, THAT IS THE PROBLEM. I DON’T WANT YOU TO DIE.

In season 4:

I talk about the above gif a lot because I find this scene so underrated, it’s not the typical angsty scene but I included it in this list because of the weighted tension of the entire scene and the unspoken makes it angsty. Damon outs that Stefan slept with Rebekah and he does it because he wants to solidify distance between Stefan and Elena, he’s throwing it in Elena’s face essentially and Stefan knows that it will hurt Elena which is why before this scene he stares at her and Elena is visibly hurt when she looks at him and she is still hurt in this scene and Bonnie even knows that Stefan sleeping with Rebekah will upset Elena because she’s staring at her throughout this entire exchange like, damn girl, you OK? And it’s angsty because everyone knows that Elena is sleeping with Damon but that Stefan sleeping with someone else deeply hurts Elena.

In general, the season 4 angst was really about how tethered Stefan and Elena still were to each other, I mean when she touches his hand as he touches her face that’s the episode she sleeps with Damon, the sexual tension of their prom dance is angsty because Elena is clearly moved by it.

In season 5:

I think the last two gifs are angsty for a couple of reasons. In the gif above I enjoy how when they’re not looking at each other, they have an AWWWKARD expression on their faces but when Stefan turns to Elena, their expressions change, they’re looking at each other’s lips and Stefan actually licks his, which is like the whole point of this scene was supposed to be like har har exes in close proximity, the discomfort! Bu it actually looks like they legit want to jump each other’s bones and thought better of it and Stefan using how Elena never gave up on him as incentive for her not to give up on Damon is the show dragging DE without thinking about it. The gif above is when Elena wakes up after Stefan kills Katherine and just that soft blink Stefan does when he sees Elena is actually there is super angsty because my guy looks at no one else that way.

The overall angst of season 5 is a continuation of season 4 but in my opinion sadder because these emotional, charged moments but there’s also a sense of dejection in their expressions like they can’t see a path that leads them back toward each other because of the choices they made and yet they still envision that path.

In season 6:

What’s angsty about the last gif to me is the way Elena lowers her eyes and head when she walks away. In general, I find that the SE angst of season 6 comes from the fact that they’re always cycling back to what they were to each other, who they were to each other and it’s not in a way in which they moved on, they’re trying to replicate that with other people while episodes like 6x16 re-emphasize their connection.

In seasons 7 and 8:

We all know why the last two gifs are angsty af, I especially find it angtsy because we see Stefan’s wedding ring as he brushes Elena’s hair away but Julie and co had so many interviews and quotes about how seasons 7 and 8 are supposed to be the continuation of the DE love story even though Elena isn’t present but I really think it just reinforced the SE love story in much subtler but poignant, angsty and profound ways.


Fandom: The Originals
Request: “Can you do a fluffy Elijah Mikaelson x reader where the reader has bad nightmares and she wakes up screaming and Elijah is just comforting her and just FLUFF?” - @scamanders26newtcase
Word Count: 922
Warnings: might be triggering for some people with night terrors

You took another sip of the drink, the burning sensation spreading down your throat. A hand suddenly snatching the drink away from you, taking you by surprise. You turned to face Elijah with a concerned look on his face. You rolled your eyes at him. He sighed back.

“You can’t keep doing this” He said, his voice like a warm blanket holding you. After all you had been through, Elijah had always stuck by you. You were inseparable.

“One drink” You explained.

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dine and dash (stefan salvatore au ft klaus mikaelson, part vii)

Plot: You and Stefan dated for three years while in high school. You both thought your relationship would last, but college managed got in the way. So you two decided to break up. You left to college in Massachusetts and Stefan stayed in Mystic Falls. While you were gone, things changed between you and a certain original, but you hadn’t yet let go of Stefan. Now, almost six years later, you’re both invited to Bonnie and Kol’s wedding. It’s time for a reunion.

Pairings: no explicit pairing in this chapter

Warnings: like three seconds of violence, language

A/N: i really hope people are reading this lol. I love this series and it would mean a lot to me if you all did, too. thank you so much for your never-ending support! much love to you all XOXO (ps no gifs are mine!!) (pps even in the wolf-venom-induced-hallucinations, there are moments of proper judgement)

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“Y/N. We meet again,” Kol flips you around, eyes pitch black as his hands encircle your upper arms.

“Y/N? Are you there?” You hear Damon calling out for you, a small smirk on Kol’s face as he grabs the phone and answers, licking a small stripe along the side of your neck.

“She’s here, Damon,” Kol chuckles as Damon curses on the other end. “And I bet she tastes absolutely delicious.”

Kol throws the phone on the ground and rushes you against a tree, your back against the base and your heart in your throat as you notice the dark look in his eyes.

“I’m going to drain every ounce of your blood. You think that’ll teach my brother a lesson?” You barely have time to scream as Kol sinks his teeth into your neck and draining you like he promised, the pain alone causing you to black out.

“Let’s get this over with,” Klaus mutters as Stefan clenches his jaw. “Kol?!”

The odd pair walk inside the house, searching for Kol but being with chaos. The chairs were turned over, tables broken.

“What the hell is going on?” Stefan whispers under his breath as Damon steps in from the backyard. “Damon what–?”

“We have to go find Y/N!” Damon pushes past them and the duo share a confused look before quickly joining the elder Salvatore.

“Damon, my patience is running low as it is. Tell me where I can find Kol,” Klaus walks ahead of Damon, placing a hand on his chest as Damon glares at the Original.

“Wherever Y/N is, that’s where Kol is. Now get out of my way, Klaus,” Damon moves Klaus’s hand off of him as Stefan’s face pales.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean, Damon? I thought you said Kol was here!” Stefan tries keeping up with Damon as Klaus grits his teeth, wondering whether or not to follow the brothers.

“It means that Kol’s hallucinating. He’s going to kill Y/N for some reason. Kol’s with her as we speak!”

“WHAT?” Klaus’s voices comes out in a deathly whisper. “You mean to tell me that my deadly brother is out there with a helpless human, my helpless human?”

“Y/N would not be happy to hear you call her your property,” Stefan growls, shoving Klaus while Damon contemplated leaving the two of them behind.

“You two can have a dick measuring contest after we save Y/N, the girl you both claim to love. If my friend dies out there, I will murder you both in the most painful way imaginable,” Damon pushes the two away from one another and rushes out to the cemetery, the other two following close by.

“Where the hell is she?” Damon whispers as he rushes into the cemetery, terrified for his friend.

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“Here’s her phone,” Klaus whispers, feeling scared for the first time in years.

“No no no,” Damon whispers, seeing a trail of blood through the cemetery.

The three follow the trail and it leads to a dead-end. Their fear’s turned into frustration and paranoia by this point.

“Where could he have taken her?” Stefan growls, fists clenched as he thinks of what Kol may have done to you.

“Looking for someone, are you?” A delusional Kol appears behind the already angry trio.

“Kol what have you–?”

“Oh, brother, you have such little faith in me. I haven’t killed her,” Kol smirks, eyes dark and gait drunk. “Well not yet. She’s got to suffer first.”

“Kol if anything happens to her–”

“Damon, you’re adorable,” Kol laughs and shakes his head. “Some horrible things have already happened to her. You lot made sure of that.”

“What are you talking about? You hurt her, Kol. You did, not–”

“For once, stop thinking of yourself, Stefan! You two–” he points between Stefan and Klaus, “You two hurt her! Broke her heart! She reeked of pain. And she tasted delicious.”

“Kol,” Klaus’s eyes flash gold as he pins his brother down and force feeds him the cure. “Tell me where Y/N is right now.”

“Y/N,” Kol whispers, tired and disgusted with himself. “Oh God what have I done? Oh no oh no oh–”

“Tell us where she is and we won’t kill you,” Stefan pulls Kol out of Klaus’s grip, digging a hand into the groom-to-be’s chest.

“She-she’s in the Salvatore crypt, oh god,” Kol whispers, painfully pulling himself away from Stefan running ahead of the others to get you. “Y/N?”

You’re lying against the cold stone in the furthest corners of the crypt. Damon’s eyes land on you and he rushes over, checking your pulse and then your breathing.

“No no no,” he whispers, shaking your head as he can’t seem to find either. “NO! Don’t fucking do this to me.”

Damon bites into his wrist and brings it over to your mouth, forcing some blood into your mouth as Klaus and Stefan watch with wide eyes.

“What is it?” Kol whispers, scared to come closer.

“If this blood doesn’t go down her throat, she’s dead,” Damon whispers, unable to look away from you. “This is your fault.”

“I know. Fuck,” Kol punches a wall and Damon shakes his head, standing up.

“No, not you. This was Klaus and Stefan’s fault,” Damon is shaking with anger as het turns to face the two.

“You’re both so caught up in what you want and how to get it that you won’t for a second think of someone else, not even the girl you both claim to be madly in love with,” he punches Stefan and shoves Klaus against a wall. Klaus doesn’t fight back, eyes on you as Damon reaches into his chest cavity. “THIS IS YOUR FAULT! If she dies, you die.”

“I guess it’s a good thing I’m not dead,” you sit up, croaking and shying away from the sunlight. “Well I’m not alive but still.”

Kol lets out a sigh of relief and runs over to you, sitting next to you with tears in his eyes. Damon pulls his hands out of Klaus’s chest and stops a foot away from you.

“I’m so sorry,” Kol whispers and you cup his face, smiling softly. “I know you didn’t want this. I’m so so sorry.”

“Hey, even in your deranged state, you were thinking of me. That’s sweet,” you chuckle as Kol wraps his arms around you.

“You’re alive,” Damon smiles, finally letting out a breath of relief as he picks you up in his arms. “Oh my god!”

“Did someone miss me?” You laugh as Damon spins you around.

“More than you fucking know,” he kisses the side of your head and lets you down.

Your eyes meet Klaus’s and you look at his chest.

“How bad does it hurt?”

“Not nearly as bad as the thought of living without you,” he whispers and you give him a light nod.

“And how are you?” You look over to Stefan, some blood trickling down the side of his face.

“Better now,” he whispers, eyes not leaving you.

“Well I’ll need a daylight ring and then we’ll be good to go. After all, we’ve got a wedding to plan,” you dust yourself off and crack your neck as the guys stare at you wide-eyed. “What?”

“I just drained your blood. How are you fine with all this?” Kol runs a hand through his hair and you shrug.

“You were delusional. And you ended up saving my life in a way, so we’re good,” you put your hair up in a ponytail, but that wide-eyed look doesn’t go away. “What? We live in Mystic Falls. Wierder things have happened here.”

“Kol turned you. Your blood thirst–”

“Is gonna be insane. I know. That’s what I have you for, Damon.”

“What about–?”

“Enough! For the love of God, someone get me a daylight ring. And a blood bag. Please,” you cross your arms over your chest and the guys all nod. “Damon you go make sure Caroline is okay. I don’t want her any more stressed than she already is. Kol you go to Bonnie and tell her I am okay. Please remind her of that. Stefan I need you to ask Kai to get me a daylight ring. Klaus, you and I need to talk. Is everyone good?”

Once again, they all nod and Damon pulls you into a hug.

“Don’t ever die. Please,” he whispers into your hair and you smile, squeezing him before pulling away.

“I won’t if you don’t. Now off you all go. Please,” you chuckle as they all salute you and leave. Except for Klaus. “Right. Where were we?”


Pairing: Bucky x reader, 

word count: 3k+ (my longest yet, sorry)

summaryYour life wasn’t the easiest but you managed, being born in 1840 England had its perks when you became a vampire. Now you were a beloved public figure working for S.H.I.E.L.D. But with a lot of positivity comes a lot of hate, what happens if the hate comes from the people you have to call your teammates.

warnings: angst (?), some swear words, fluff

Important A/n: Some hate that’s being said to the reader has been actually said to me by people I F*cking called“Friends”, and many others, so I can relate to some extent to what I write. I know how much it hurts to have a class full of people that hate you, the sneaky whispers and laughs, I know what it’s like to go home and wanting to cry. I know what it feels like wanting to change EVERYTHING about yourself, I still do. Loving yourself and your body is a hard thing to do and won’t happen overnight I still struggle every day, my hate for my body started when I was about Ten but I pushed my problems aside to help others with their problems, who then never ever help me with mine. I know some of you will already tune out because of this long ass A/n, and I’m sorry for even writing this but I just wanted to get it off my chest. I hope you can understand. And in this fic, I will only tag my two greatest supporters and I wouldn’t be doing this without them!!

@bucky-is-a-hero-fightme @sweatyfurystudent Thank you, you guys are amazing and deserve so much love !!!♥♥♥

(Gif is mine) This was requested by @sweatyfurystudent I’m sorry on how overboard I went with it, I apologize for any spelling mistake.

You didn’t know why it had been so quiet when you entered, it was movie night isn’t everybody supposed to be arguing on which movie to watch? But they weren’t, it confused you before you had entered everyone was bantering and teasing one another but you guessed they stopped because of your sudden arrival. Being a vampire wasn’t easy, there were a decent amount of people who supported you but also a decent amount of people who didn’t and your teammates fell into the second category. It was hard, very hard living with people who constantly looked at you weirdly or made offensive comments when you did something that was considered ‘not human’. The one who started it was surprisingly the one and only Natasha Romanoff, who on the first day in the compound had already made ten to twelve insulting comments regarding your body type, curvy and a bit overweight but you rocked it and didn’t hurt anyone with being you, well you don’t think you hurt anybody by looking this way, right?

One of the comments was when some agents had been curious about your sex life, seeing you were a vampire after all. But before you could answer another person beat you to it.

“ Don’t you know she will be a virgin until she dies with that body.” The smirk on the Russians face indicated that she wasn’t even done with that statement, her smirk was taunting, daring. “ And considering she is a vampire, she’ll be a forever virgin.” Her laugh was melodious and so so irritating, well to you at least

The two agents laughed awkwardly at that, their gaze finally locked with yours when the ex-assassin disappeared to do whatever it is that ex-assassins do. They looked at you with pity and just left after that. You looked around you, seeing that a lot of agents were either looking at you with sympathy or were silently snickering. You hated to be publicly humiliated, you were sensitive as hell resulting in you being emotionally easier hurt.

And leave it to someone like Natasha Romanoff to figure that fact out. 

But back to the uncomfortable silence in the compounds movie theatre, they were all staring at you a bit too intensely. Some even going as far as looking up and down your curvy body and some had the audacity to snicker a bit, you could feel the tears burning behind your for now closed eyelids. The only ones on the team who weren’t being complete assholes were surprisingly Tony and Bucky. They had been kind to you, asked questions about your abilities as a vampire and how it was to live in the 1800 and you had happily answered each of those questions. Tony and Bucky weren’t here at the moment but if they were you hoped they would’ve stood up for you because those who were here, clearly couldn’t give a damn about your emotions or you in general. 

So you just left, the tears streaming freely down your cheeks, breaths came out heavy and chocked. Once you arrived in your bedroom you didn’t even bother to close the door. instead, you choose to let all your sadness and frustration out on your bed, room and pillows. Your body was full of adrenaline, it was like you were on several drugs and very close to shutting off your humanity, your bed was wrecked, bed sheets were lying everywhere combined with some of your clothes and some feathers? Probably from the pillows you had thrown around during your little tantrum. Now your room looked like how you felt, a fucking mess. But still you were hurting, still, there were sickening thoughts haunting your mind and there were still endless tears streaming down your cheeks. You twirled your mothers’ engagement ring that now sat on your ring finger, in the hope it could calm your mind but it didn’t work, you tried singing your mothers favorite song that she always sang to you when thing around the both of you became too hard to handle. The song worked magic, it made you feel like you were a kid again. 

To the time you wore ridiculous gowns that your family couldn’t actually afford but they only wanted to give you everything they could even if that meant moving from England to America, where you played soldier with the other local boys from your town since there were practically no girls, most of the girls were send to some rich kids school the parents could hardly afford but every parent tried to get their daughter to that sort of school, hoping and praying their girl could get a rich husband.

You spent most of your childhood with the Salvatore brothers. They never made you out for a damsel in distress, like so many other boys and when they learned new things from their father, they taught it you too. Like playing a certain sport or learning a new language, making sure you knew some etiquette. Everything that to you seemed boring, they made interesting. You had always been just a farmer daughter, a peasant, so of course, their father didn’t approve of their friendship with you and that is what it made it even more thrilling. You had grown up with the boys, they were like your brothers. They beat up every suitor they thought was unworthy of your love during your teenage years, you three were a knit tight group until a certain girl woman showed up and her name was Katherine and you couldn’t stand her. Because of that she wanted to drag you down with her when she got the chance, she turned you into what you were and just moments after made your house burn down with your entire family in it: Your mother, father, your three older brothers and your one younger brother. The loss of your family took a high toll on you, so for the first time ever did you turn your humanity off. Luckily some other vampires helped you back on the right track, but still, the pain was there. 

Right now your pain might not have been as excruciating as back when you lost the people you loved the most but it was painful. some of the insults the team spewed at were still on a loop in your head, and it kept on going and going. As if it didn’t have a stop.


“A bit too fat, am I right?”

“ A whale that sucks blood, sounds like fun.”

“God, she’s annoying.”

“Can’t she just lose weight.”

“ For being dead, she sure is lively.”

“ Stop trying.”

“ Oh look, she’s wearing that.”

“ God, how old are you, a thousand.”

After singing for a while, and thinking about the time you were actually happy. You fell asleep, your mother’s ring loosely held in your hand as you dream back to the time you were running in your mother’s dresses while trying to look like her. 

The morning came far to quickly and you groaned at the burning feeling of an aching throat, that’s been without water for a while. You woke up surrounded by your late night mess, for now, you would leave it there, cleaning when you had some breakfast. It might not be necessary for you to eat breakfast but you still wanted to sort off bond with the team and if that meant stuffing your body with things it didn’t need, then so be it. 

The walk to breakfast was long, well it felt long. You sort off didn’t want to be there but at the same time, you needed to actually become friends with the team. One of the reasons you were anxious was because you kinda lost your mothers ring while being asleep. You hoped you could find it when you cleaned your room.

Before you arrived you could hear some full-hearted laughter and thanks to your heightened sense of hearing, you could hear every word they were saying.

“ So you went into her room just to steal her ring.” That voice, it sounded sleep deprived so knew it could belong to the one and only Tony Stark but why were they discussing a ring?

“ Well, she seemed attached to it and you know how much I like messing with newbies.” The more feminine voice spoke and you could swear your blood had grown cold, that was the reason why you couldn’t find your mother’s ring. The One and Only Natasha fucking Romanoff had it. By now your blood was boiling because no one and you mean no one takes something from you that once belonged to the people you loved! You were on the edge of your sanity and how she would regret it once you tumbled down the cliff while you turned your humanity off.

“ And besides, I could get a decent amount of money for it. Afterall it is vintage.”  Her voice was now mocking, taunting. Poor Natasha didn’t know what dangerous game she was playing but she was about to find out, you would personally make sure of it. And that’s when you did it. After over a century of not giving in to the temptation of letting go of your humanity, you did just that.

You don’t think you have ever run this fast, you were faster than a light flash. Before the team could blink, you were in front of Natasha. Gripping her wrist but refraining yourself from taking her neck in a chokehold, you smiled wickedly showing her your perfect white fangs.

“ You are right it is vintage, vintage and mine. So unless you want your hand chopped off and fed to you, you give it back.” Your tone dripped with venom but you withheld yourself from using you compelling power, you knew that it wouldn’t do much good. Her gaze was worth taking a picture off, scared and petrified. You think it was the only time The Black Widow had been scared of anybody and you were damn proud of it.

You let go of her wrist and held out your hand whilst your feet tapped an impatient rhythm on the cold kitchen tiles. She slowly caressed her wrist, the bruise was already forming a very sick reminder she shouldn’t mess with a vampire. Her hands shook slightly when she hesitantly pulled the ring off her finger and slowly and you mean agonizing slowly. You rolled your head like a dramatic teenager would and sighed hard. “ And you call me grandma.” 

Now it was your voice that held venomous and taunting tone, and it sure got a rise of a certain spy. Because as soon as you said that, your mother’s ring was harshly smacked in your awaiting hand. While Natasha uttered the words you’ve been hearing for years on end.

“You’re monster.” Her tone was a bit shaky but still held such a sickening confidence. Your mask broke for a second, letting her see a glimpse of the eighteen-year-old girl that was terrified while watching her family burn around her, terrified of what she had thrown upon them. You had shown her a glimpse of the girl that died in the fire of 1858, a glimpse of the same girl living inside your heart that was terrified of herself and of what she had become.

You could see it in her eyes, she knew she had hit a weak spot but before she could act on that. You smiled a broken smile while your eyes glossed over.

“ You’re right. I am a monster.” You turned around just so you could see everyone’s expression as you did your little story, starting at the very beginning.

“I was born England 1840, I don’t remember exactly where because my family decided to move to America fairly early on in my childhood. I had four brothers, three of them were older than me and one younger. Many people think I murdered my family because of my so-called uncontrollable bloodlust when in fact I didn’t. I had two best friends who saw me as their sister and they sadly both fell in love with the same malicious woman. She was the one who turned me and my best friends into vampires, me because I couldn’t stand her and almost succeeded in convincing the two brothers into leaving her and that’s why she turned me. She was the one that started the fire on my families farm, she tricked me into going in and then proceeded to lock every possible exit. You see before you become a vampire you must drink the blood of a vampire and then die, and that’s what happened. I had gotten a glass of wine from her on my way to the farm unknowingly I had drunk her blood. So when my family died, so did I. So go ahead call me a monster, go ahead calling me a crybaby, annoying, whatever you come up with but please go a fucking head.”  Your voice cracked a bit and the end but still, you couldn’t care right now. It would give away the fact there was still some humanity that wasn’t switched off in you

Almost everyone was either looking down or away from you, eyes slightly glossed over and their care-free facial expressions now turned into one of shame and sadness. Natasha was the only one that spoke out into the now deadly silent room.

“Shit –I’m so sorry Y/n.”  Her voice held a sincerity you didn’t know she could have, it was refreshing to have one of the most powerful women apologize for being a bitch. Your humanity might have been off but you could still appreciate some things. You could see her gaze turn to behind you, so you followed. You turned around. You saw the man you were honored to call your boyfriend to stand there with tears streaming down his cheeks, onto his shirts, and onto the floor. 

The sight in front of you was heartbreaking, you shook your mind and suddenly it was like there was some sort of light in your eyes making everything seem brighter than ever before. His arms were outstretched to you and he whispered in the sweetest voice “Oh, doll.”

Without further hesitating, you jumped into his open arms and he wrapped them tightly around your body. It kept amazing you how he could even wrap them fully around you without making it uncomfortable for the both of you. He kissed and stroked your head, softly whispering kind words to you whiles also slowly rocking your bodies to a rhythm only the two of you could hear. The team was looking in surprise and astonishment, well everyone except Tony. He was smirking in the background, he had been the first to know about your relationship with the brunette and also the only one. Bucky knew about Steve’s slight disliking towards you, so he didn’t tell him and even though you wouldn’t have minded if he did as you knew how much it was hurting him, Bucky always insisted he would tell Steve once he had warmed up to you. Guess that idea is out the window. You were already dating after you joined the team just two months prior, you and Bucky were now ten months together and had simply been the best ten months of your life. Unfortunately, he had to go away on a mission for a month and it seemed he’s back.

When the both of you broke out of your hug it was silent again, until Bucky broke the silence with a confession while he looked at you with the most loving eyes you had ever seen “ I love you, Y/n.” Somehow it didn’t feel out of place, it felt right that he said it in front of the people he considered his family, it felt right that he had confessed your love for you.

He still held you into his arms, lovingly stroking your back. The shock was evident on your face, never in a million years did you think anyone would like you, let alone love you. Your heart was almost bursting out of your chest with the love for the man that had shown you nothing but kindness and love.

“ It’s okay, doll. You don’t have to say it back.” His tone was a bit broken, devasted even but he would never let his true emotions truly shine through, his confession was therefore so much more meaningful and he thought you didn’t love him. You took his face in both of your hands and with the pads of your thumbs, you cleaned the remaining of tears from his cheek. You stood on the tip of your toes, laying your forehead against his. You closed the gap quite quickly, your lips remembering the sensual dance you practiced with him for over nine months. Luckily his lips remembered it to because it became heated so quickly, tongues dancing the most sinful dance whilst fighting for dominance over one another, his eventually winning after a very long and sinful battle. You broke apart because surprisingly you both needed air, foreheads resting on one another, both of you smiling dorkly at one another.

“ So does that me-” “Yes Bucky, it means I love you too.” His gaze was so full of love and adoration that you would gladly be called monster on a daily basis as long as you could you wake up next to this handsome man you call your boyfriend.

The team cheered and whistled, shouting words of encouragement and had somehow gotten confetti, that they were now sprinkling all over the two of you. So to satisfy the crowd, you kissed one more time. This one even more heated than the one before. He spun the both of you around as if you were in some cheesy romance movie and you couldn’t be happier then you were right now, dizzy from love and being spun around with the only man you could ever love. The team finally accepted you in their own unique way and encouraged your love for the man they saw as family.

To say it was amazing was the biggest understatement of the century and you could know, you had lived through it.

Defining Moments {SE Pt. 4}

OK folks! We are winding down now, part 5 will most definitely be the final part of this series. I want to thank you all again for the continued interest/discussion/support of this series and I hope that I continue to keep you guys entertained with this section. Hopefully it surpasses your expectations.

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Caroline didn’t know how fast she was going before she crashed the car into a tree. Well over 100 kilometers per hour that was for sure. It was hard to tell if she was driving that fast because she urgently needed to get to the airport or because she’d wanted to express her rage somehow far away from the girls.

                She hadn’t been sitting in the car long, the hood dented, airbags deployed, before a police car flashed its lights in her rearview mirror. She groaned. The gash on her forehead was already healed. She didn’t want to talk to anyone, see anyone, she wanted to be left alone. Her husband, her loyal and kind and honest husband, had been honest with her and told her about the affair he’d had with her best friend, the one woman in the world he would do anything for, and she just needed some fucking space.

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