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plus-size-reader · 3 years

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Damon Salvatore x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2897 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Damon’s human partner gets jealous of Katherine when she gets out of the tomb.

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Katherine coming back from the tombs wasn’t ideal for anyone.

There was a reason she’d been locked away for as long as she had and really, you didn’t get why they were letting her out in the first place.

The world was going to keep turning whether or not they let her be a part of it. At least, that was what Damon had assured you when the news broke that she had resurfaced.

You didn’t want to care.

In reality, her coming back to Mystic Falls wasn’t any of your business. You hadn’t ever had anything to do with her, and you wouldn’t, even if she came back.

Still, it would be a lie to say that you weren’t really comfortable with it.

The two of them, Katherine and Damon, they had quite a bit of history and you just couldn’t fit the feeling in the pit of your stomach that it was going to be bad news for you. It just didn’t seem right.

Maybe you were jealous, or insecure, or something like that but it didn’t really matter. All you knew was that you weren’t itching for her to come back into any of your lives.

Damon was different, for the better, than when the two of you met but Katherine had quite the hold on him for a really long time and you were worried how her poking around in your lives would affect him.

It couldn’t be good, even if she was magically on her best behavior, somehow.

You just didn’t see that happening.

You weren’t jealous, of course, you had to keep reminding yourself of that. You and Damon had been together for several years, and you knew that he loved you. It was the sort of connection that you’d never had with another person, having been enthralled with him ever since he saved your life.

As it would turn out, that was quite the bonding exercise.

However, no experience you and Damon had ever shared could compare to all the time he and Katherine had been together.

They had been in love, and whether it was real for her or not, Damon had never really even gotten over her betrayal. He cared about her deeply, and you couldn’t imagine how seeing her again would make him feel.

Until recently, you thought that you trusted Damon more than anything.

You trusted him with your life for God's sake and you were sure that nothing would ever change that, but evidently, Katherine had decided to challenge that notion.

Ever since she’d come back into all your lives, she had made a choice to just inject herself into every situation you were in. Even now, from where you were in the bathroom brushing your teeth, you could hear her talking to him in the adjacent bedroom.

It was nothing more than pathetic small talk about their past together but it was more than enough to make your blood boil.

You knew more than enough about the bond they had shared and the time they spent together, you didn’t need to hear it from her on top of everything else that was on your plate.

She might not have been too much of a real threat to you, because you knew that no matter what she did, there was no undoing what she’d done to him but that didn’t make you like her any better.

Frankly, even knowing that, you’d had enough of Lady Katherine.

Her presence here, where you lived, was like a slap in the face.

Decades had passed since they were even in the same room and even then, she had done nothing more than treat him like dirt.

It seemed like common sense that she was just going to do it again, but he was letting her. Damon was barely even putting up a fight and really, you were finding it hard to believe.

After everything that she had put him through, why would he even entertain her presence in this place.

He didn’t owe her anything, not anymore.

You thought that what you and Damon had was more important to him than anything else, but if her coming back into his life was enough to make him question that, it said a lot.

So, even though you wanted to go tell her to get out, you kept it to yourself.

Not well, but you kept it to yourself.

You may have been brushing your teeth more aggressively than you ever had in your entire life, but you hadn’t said anything yet.

For you, that was a win.

Deep down, you weren’t really worried about losing him to her. If Katherine had actually bothered to get to know him all those years ago, she would know that Damon was one of the most devoted and loving men in the world.

He was now, and you were sure that he had been before all this.

You just had to break down those walls of his first.

It took some time but it was well worth it once you earned his trust. You knew that he would do anything for you, and anyone else he loved, she just didn’t actually care.

Not that it mattered to her what kind of bond you two had.

As far as she was concerned, you were just some temporary fling that Damon would get bored of and feed off of at some point, like he did most of the others. He had never actually kept a girlfriend around for very long.

He wasn’t the kind, and in any case, she was sure that you couldn’t hold a candle to her.

She had a hold on him that had lasted, at least somewhat, for all the time that she’d been locked away and in a matter of days, she was sure she could have the raven-haired male eating out of the palm of her hand.

It was that easy.

All she had to do was prove it, and at this rate, it wasn’t going to take long at all.

Here she was, sitting new to him on your fancy little bedspread with him, practically hanging on her every word while you were tucked away. Before long, she wouldn’t have to put up with you anymore at all.

He was bound to come to his senses at some point, and she had nothing but time.

She could wait it out.

Tonight though, she couldn’t have gotten away from you that easily.

You could only hide away in the bathroom for so long and once that time had run out, you entered the bathroom with a casual sigh leaving Katherine’s lips at the sight of you.

Just when she was starting to bring up all those good memories they shared, here you came to ruin it all.

“Could you please move over?” you asked, only looking at her as much as you absolutely had to, catching the tail end of an eye roll that you would have been okay with missing entirely.

All she did was scoff, clearly inconvenienced.

“Why? Am I hurting you here?” she asked, not bothering to cover up the hatefulness in her tone, not that you or Damon was surprised. Speaking of, the dark haired male was still just sitting there, waiting for someone to lunge at the other.

He wasn’t a huge fan of her being here either, but he was trying to be civil.

There was a chance they would need her and burning that bridge too early could cause problems along the way, or at least that was what Stefan told him.

He’d lived without her for a long time and he’d be fine if she fell off the face of the earth tomorrow. Though, if she kept testing you, she may not make it until tomorrow.

She may have had the upper hand over you as far as vampire strength was concerned but you all knew that if she tried to do anything to you, he would turn her head so far around that she’d be the one really out of place.

He wasn’t going to let her hurt you, not if it really came down to it.

“That’s where I sleep,” you explained, gesturing to where she was, sprawled out on your side of the bed, without a care in the world. It wasn’t the kind of thing that you even thought you had to explain but she was pushing you.

She wanted to start a fight.

To Katherine, this was all a game and she had nothing to lose.

There were no rules and she was betting on the fact that she could break you with very little effort.

However, there was one thing she was forgetting. You and Damon shared something she could never hope to have with him, something she had given up a long time ago.

Love

You respected Damon and you cared about him.

The two of you were together through the good times and the bad, not just when you needed something from him or you were bored. In that way, she couldn’t hope to touch what you shared.

Still, there was one thing that worried you.

Katherine was gorgeous.

Her body was incredible, and she had no problem showing it off which she had made very clear tonight. Where you would have wanted to hide away and never go outside again, she just strolled around in nearly nothing, without a care in the world.

Emotionally, you and Damon couldn’t have been closer but physically, you couldn’t help but feel like she would beat you had there been some kind of competition.

Even you would have chosen her over you in that regard.

When she stood from the bed, dramatically throwing her hair over her shoulder to give Damon one final wink before leaving, you got a good look at her long legs, even further making you rethink yourself.

Why was Damon with you when he could have had her all this time? Sure, he didn’t know she was down there until today but now that he knew, there was nothing keeping him from picking her.

After she’d left, you plopped down on your side of the bed, immediately turning away from Damon and cuddling into your pillow.

You knew it wasn’t his fault you were having these thoughts about yourself, but you didn’t want to be around him right now.

You didn’t want him to be reminded of what he could have had.

“What’s going on with you?” he asked, after a few seconds of sitting in the dark, staring at the back of your head without a kiss on his lips. You always kissed him before bed, but tonight, you didn’t even seem to care if he was breathing.

It was unlike you and it worried him, not that he would ever admit it.

You didn’t answer right away, letting his words simmer in the air for a few moments as you thought about what you wanted to say. There weren’t really words that would make any sense to him.

From where he was sitting, you would seem jealous and out of your mind but this wasn’t about Katherine anymore.

For you, this was about how he’d settled with the wrong woman and you couldn’t help but feel like he was lying to you about his feelings.

How could he be attracted to you when you looked like you did?

You had asked him before, on a bad day when you woke up feeling huge and ugly, but this was different. Katherine prancing around here had shown you everything that you could have looked like.

What you should have looked like.

“It’s nothing, let’s just go to bed” you tried, far too physically and mentally exhausted to have this conversation.

For now, you just wanted to get some sleep, you could deal with Katherine and all her business tomorrow.

As for your body, that was just going to have to be tomorrow's problem as well. Physical exhaustion always won out over mental anguish, no matter how much you tried to force your own hand in that regard.

All you could hope was that you felt better in the morning, and maybe then, you could explain all this weird stuff to Damon.

You woke up to a cold bed, which was pretty much par for the course when it came to sleeping next to a vampire but when you rolled around and found he was gone, that was when you got a little worried.

That was new.

Damon never got out of bed before you, if he even got out of bed when you did, and you couldn’t help but be concerned about what he could have been doing.

Knowing Damon, it could have literally been anything.

Though, the last thing you expected to find when you turned the corner was the man you loved, trying and failing to make what smelled like chocolate chip pancakes and scrambled eggs.

“Good morning my love, would you care to explain why I went to bed without a goodnight kiss?” he wondered, focusing more on the glass of bourbon in his hands than the breakfast that was surely burning on the stove.

He always tried his best where the more domestic stuff was concerned but it just wasn’t his strong suit. He just wasn’t as much of a wiz in the kitchen as he liked to pretend that he was in moments like this.

“After I put out the grease fire you’re about to start” you sighed, moving the pan from the fire and setting it in the sink.

Damon wasn’t going to let you get off easy after last night, but the most you could do was buy yourself some time before you made an absolute fool out of yourself.

He wasn’t about to just let this go.

He never did.

“I’m serious, you got all squirrely after Katherine left” Damon prodded, his hands falling on your hips, which he used as leverage to turn you toward him, trapped between his body and the sink.

You sighed, desperately hoping that you wouldn’t have to have this conversation but knowing that you would.

It was embarrassing.

Part of you, the mature part, knew that this wasn’t that big of a deal but the other part couldn’t help but hate her. She wasn’t just some beautiful girl, Mystic Falls was full of those, but Katherine was a threat.

This was much more about how she was clearly trying to take Damon from you than actually just trying to be a friend to any of you.

She wasn’t that kind.

“Excuse me if I’m not thrilled to have your psychotic ex girlfriend prancing around in her underwear” you scoffed, not understanding what it really was that he was missing.

You were projecting, of course, but there was no real way around it. As insecure as Katherine made you, her being here was just as much of the problem. You didn’t want her injecting herself into your life.

It wasn’t her place, and the idea that he wanted you to somehow be okay with it was really messing with you.

“Cute”

From Damon, that was little more than a casual huff but he knew you better than to just believe that. It wasn’t like you to act like you did last night, not with him, even where she was concerned.

You were better than that.

You were better than her, that was why he didn’t think anything of her immature little games.

“Now the truth” he prompted, a soft smile on his face as he waited for you to tell him what was really eating at you. This had been dragging out for way too long, and he really just wanted to get it over with.

He wanted to help you feel better, and he would do anything he could to make that happen, you both knew that.

Damon would have gladly turned her inside out if it would make a difference, but first, you had to tell him what was bothering you. He was good, but he wasn’t that good. You had to give him something to go off of.

“She is what I should be, what you deserve” you muttered, the words barely leaving your lips as you thought about them. You didn’t want to admit it to him, almost as much as you didn’t want to admit it to yourself.

You didn't like that she got under your skin, because she knew that she could. The more you let her, the more she got what she wanted.

...and you hated that.

“I think I’d rather have you” Damon shrugged, not even hesitating in his response. Given the two of you, and the person that Katherine was, there was nothing in the world he would have rather had than you.

He definitely didn’t want her.

Katherine had turned her back on Damon a million and one times, and at the end of the day, she couldn’t have given a damn what happened to him but you weren’t like that. You had the biggest heart of anyone he’d ever known, in several lifetimes.

There was nothing he wouldn’t trade, if it meant that he got to keep you.

At the end of the day, you were his person and he knew a good thing when he had it.

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auroracalisto · 4 years

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only time will tell

Requested by @123cvcz: Hello，love！Would u like to do a Soulmate AU with Stefan Salvatore X Reader？Hope this isn’t bothering u，have a good day，love❤️

asldkfjalsdjkfas just as i was about to post this, my tumblr completely stopped working so i had to refresh. anywayyyyy other than that, thank you so much for requesting!! this was fun to do and i am so tempted to have a part two.

ps idk why the formatting is off give me a minute to fix it

pairings: soulmate!stefan x reader

word count: 1.2k

warnings: uhhhhhhhh vampirism, you were turned, disappearances, cussing, not the whole shabang but it is the vampire diaries so take what you will

His timer didn’t start counting down until 1993. At that point in time, Stefan was 147. That would have meant that his soulmate had just been born. But it started at 21 years, 7 months, 3 weeks, 2 days, 16 hours, and 22 seconds.

He had often regarded the soulmate timer as a hoax. Damon had his and lost his soulmate. As soon as he met his soulmate, she died right in front of him. It sent Damon into a rage. And Damon nearly sent Stefan into another ripper phase.

But that’s a story for another time.

Stefan stepped out of his car, looking down at his wrist. It had decreased tremendously. Today, it read 2 hours. Sometimes, though, it had gained some time. As if something had changed with his soulmate and the universe said, “Enough is enough.” However, today was definitely different. It kept ticking down. And he couldn’t do anything to stop it.

He looked towards the forest and let out a soft sigh. Klaus wasn’t up to anything good. Stefan and his friends had to do something to get Klaus to stop rampaging, as often as he did. So, they decided to meet up and formulate a plan, careful not to let any of the Mikaelson’s know of their whereabouts.

Damon would be with Elena. Caroline was somewhere. It was the same with Bonnie.

Stefan frowned. Something felt off… but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“Stefan,” the man heard his brother’s voice. He frowned and he looked up, seeing Damon walking over with a frown. “We have a problem.”

Elena came up beside of him, followed by Caroline and Bonnie. Elena had a deep frown.

“Caroline’s sibling is missing,” Elena said.

Stefan frowned deeply as he looked at the girl. He quickly looked to Caroline. “Sibling? I thought you were an only child.”

“They were adopted when I was three. They were six… They left town as soon as they turned eighteen.”

“When was that?” Stefan looked at Damon, frowning. “Why haven’t I ever met them?”

Caroline crossed her arms over her chest. “[Your name] didn’t have contact with me for about a year before they finally messaged me. It was an email, with their location. They were literally in the middle of a small town in Alaska. [Your name] had no recollection of what happened… and then Klaus showed up,” Caroline cleared her throat. “He showed up and suddenly, they started sending me text messages. Daily. Always asking me how I am. I… I know [Your name]’s missing because I haven’t heard from them in about a day. And I think it has something to do with Klaus.”

Stefan stared Caroline down for a moment. “And you’re sure they’re missing? They haven’t just run off again, like they did before?”

Caroline frowned. “[Your name] got away because of the town. I knew it wasn’t because of me. Please, I just… I have a really bad feeling about this. I’m scared something bad has happened, Stefan.”

The vampire sighed and he ran a hand through his hair. “Alright. What do we do?”

“We need you to contact Klaus,” Elena said, coming up beside of him. “He trusts you more than any of us. The two of you used to be friends, yeah? Just ask him to meet up with you. Damon and I will go to his house and see if we can find them.”

Stefan frowned but nodded.

He found himself, just moments later, back at his car and calling Klaus from his cellphone.

“And to what do I owe this pleasure of hearing your annoying voice?”

Stefan rolled his eyes. “Very funny, Klaus. Listen. I need to talk to you. Do you think we could meet up somewhere?”

“Talk to me? Can you not just tell me now?”

“It has to be in private.”

Klaus sighed over the phone. He cleared his throat before speaking again. “Okay. Mystic Grill, ten minutes. I haven’t got all day, you know.”

“I know.”

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Stefan leaned against the edge of the bar as he frowned at Klaus. Klaus kept looking towards the timer on Stefan’s wrist as it edged closer to half an hour.

Klaus smirked at his old friend.

“Are you expecting someone? Nervous, are we?”

“I’m not nervous,” he rolled his eyes and turned back to the counter. He took a sip of his whiskey, watching the ice clink against the edge of the glass.

Klaus rose an eyebrow. “Then why have you called me here, hm?”

“Well,” Stefan began, looking down at his phone.

Not here.

It was a text from Damon.

Stefan put his phone away and he looked up at Klaus.

“Let me ask you something, Klaus,” he said, clearing his throat. “Do you… do you know where Caroline’s—”

“Is Caroline here?” he asked, interrupting him completely. He smiled at the man. “I’ve been meaning to talk to her about something.”

“Talk to her about what?”

Klaus rose an eyebrow and he finished drinking his drink.

“Well, has she talked to you about [Your name]?”

Stefan turned to face the Original vampire.

“They came to me a few years ago. They had been turned and they had no idea where to turn to. You weren’t here and they were basically alone. They had made friends with Rebekah sometime ago and decided that they needed to find me,” he chuckled softly. “Low and behold, they found me.”

Stefan stared at him. “[Your name] left because they were turned?”

“That and other reasons,” a voice came from behind the two conversing men. “I’m [Your name]. Would you like to talk any louder? I don’t know if the office building down on main street heard you.”

Stefan quickly turned his head in your direction, his heart dropping to his stomach. His timer had stopped, blinking zero for just a moment.

You tilted your head in confusion before you turned your attention to your own timer. It read zero, just like the man in front of you had zero on his own.

“Who…”

You looked up at Stefan with wide eyes. “You must be Stefan. Klaus… told me that you were friends with my sister. Is she alright? Is she well?”

“She’s a vampire,” Stefan cleared his throat. “You… might want to talk to her on your own instead of asking me about her.”

“She’s a vampire?” you weakly asked, frowning. “That’s exactly why I tried to stay away—so she wouldn’t… Did you turn her?”

“No. No, I didn’t. I promise.”

You stared him down for a minute. You couldn’t help but look back down at your timer, sucking in a deep breath. “I… is yours… did yours just reach zero? Like mine did?”

Stefan nodded, watching you with soft eyes. “Yes. Mine did.”

“So that means…”

“You’re soulmates. Yes, great. Wonderful figuring this out. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with Caroline—”

You rolled your eyes. “If you hurt her—”

Klaus shot you a glare before he left the two of you standing by the bar.

Stefan awkwardly cleared his throat. “I… I guess I should formally introduce myself. My name is Stefan Salvatore.”

You looked back at him, and you began to smile a bit. “[Your full name]. It’s nice to meet you, Stefan. I… wow, I just… I can’t believe I’ve found my soulmate.”

Stefan couldn’t help but smile at your comment. “I went for so long thinking I didn’t have one. It’s… nice to know that the only problem was time.”

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negans-lucille-tblr · 3 years

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Hey bee congratulations on making 7k followers. I would love to take a part in your writing challenge. I noticed that crossovers are allowed and I was wondering if I could do a crossover with spn and tvd.

Most likely Damon Salvatore x Winchester Reader

I would like to choose the prompts

★ Damon Salvatore

★ Enemies to lovers

★ Praise Kink

Thank you 😊

Thank you 🥰😍Awesome! Yes, go wild!! It sounds super interesting!! I am so looking forward to reading it!

Bee’s 7Ks of the Week Writing Challenge

ps. Half the spaces are now taken!

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lettersofwrittencollective · 4 years

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Guys I still cannot believe I made it to 1k?!?!? Like how is that even a thing? Thank you so much for joining my crazy little corner of this place. Anyways, for my 1k I had opened up to letting people take a prompt and do a thing with it, whether it be a fic, playist, moodboard, etc.

These are due July 19, 2020 (as a birthday gift to myself) but I did say that I would put up an oingoing masterlist so here ya go folks! feel free to check back and I will be reblog each time I update.

PS if you wanna join you totally still can - here’s the original post

Dinner with Friends by @mummybear (Damon Salvatore x Reader)

Summary: When Caroline and Stefan decide to throw a getting to know you party for the reader, she and Damon are forced to cooperate. But with their secret relationship going on in the back ground, will Damon be able to keep his jealous tendencies at bay, will the two of them be able to stop their wandering hands.

Always by @kellysashcroft (Stiles Stilinski x Reader)

Summary: After being taken by Theo there’s you find yourself in the best possible place you could be.

Heaven’s on Fire by @leahxx129 (Castiel x Reader)

You’ve successfully managed to get off the grid but thanks to your best friend, the one person you wish to see the least finds you and reveals a surprising truth. Will it be enough to bury the hatchet though?

Late night imaginings by @1967-chevy-impala-called-roscoe (Matt Murdock x Reader)

Matt comes stumbling home one night after a night out.

I always Wonder by @impala-1979 (Past Dean Winchester x Reader)

Dean always wonders if they could’ve been something had he made a different choice…

#lettersofwrittencollective1k #Letters in the Wind #masterlist #fic rec #read these #they are wonderful

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its-me-im-coraline · 7 years

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Jughead Jones | My little Serpent

Count of words: 2567

Warnings: super long, longer than intended, fluff, maybe kind of spoiler about the season finale but I guess you have all seen it. I SWEAR I DIDN’T INTEND ON WRITE SUCH A LONG IMAGINE BUT I’M PROUD!

A/N: this is seriously as good as it could be. It is currently very late at night and while I was trying to sleep I couldn’t cause someone is having a wedding on the next street and there are fireworks, which I’m scared of so heeey I got a distraction.....I swear this is 100% your average big greek fat wedding going on in that house. IT’S BEEN ALMOST 6 HOURS NOW!!! Sorry I rumble about this... Anyway enjoy my late night creation ♥

PS. Let’s pretend that Fred was either not shot or survived the shot...

(My little Serpent part two) (My little Serpent part three)

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@tayrae515 asked: Ok so don't hate me but I had another idea! Could you do one where you are once again Archie's younger sister and you and Jughead are really close friends so when he became a serpent you were around them a lot and became friends of the serpents and because they take care of there own the offer you a jacket to and Archie and Betty and the gang find out and get upset, they feel like they already lost Juggie and don't want to lose another friend but you join and idk fluff? Jughead x reader. 💕💕💕

Even with all that crazy stuff following you ever since the death of Jason Blossom, you thought that for once you could have a quiet day. And you did, but not for long. You woke up that morning with your brother, Archie, and his best friend ,and roomate, Jughead jumping on top of you. They were laughing while trying to wake you up to have break fast and go to school with them. As soon as you realised what was going on the two dorks started tickling you and the extreme laughter combined with the extreme ab exersise you were getting by it didn’t really let you talk. “Stop! Stop you are killing me,” you yelled. “DAD! SAVE ME!” You called at him after seeing him standing by the door, admiring the joyfull moment before him. “Hey, boys, enough,” he tried stoping him but the didn’t stop. “Well, you know what they say, Y/N. ‘If you can’t stop them, join them’ .“ “NO!” You screamed as your dad joined the two boys tickling you; more like stabbing you, with their fingers.

“I hate you all,” you said at the two boys sitting in front of you eating breakfast trying to suppress their chuckles. “She’s right, you know,” your father butted in jokingly. “Oh, you don’t talk,” you grumped and went on with your breakfast as the man let out a breathy laugh.

The day seemed to be rather calm. You know, stupid classes, small breaks, lunch with your brother and his friends; in which Jughead would not stop tickling you. You really had no idea why they were like that today but you liked it. As much as you hated to admit you liked it. But, your quiet day came to an end as soon as you walked inside your house with your brother and your close friend short behind you.

As you stepped a foot inside you spotted a woman around the age of your father talking to him. “Hey, guys. This is Ms. Weiss from Social Services. She’s, uh, she’s Jughead’s case worker.” Your father declared as soon as he saw you three. You all seemed shocked and you were. While the boys walked towards the small kitchen you followed close behind. “Jughead, I know how terrible and emotional the last few days have been for you. Your father’s facing serious jail time. Your mom’s over-extended and out of state. We just want to make sure that you’re taken care of.” The woman admitted and Archie butted in , “Well, he can keep staying with us, right, Dad?” Your father simply sent him a sad smile telling him that he already offered. At that moment you knew what was coming. You took Jughead’s arm in your hands and held it firmly, while you later proceeded on hugging it close you your body and interwine your fingers together. He turned his gaze on you for a second smile at the sight of you like this. No, you were not together, not that it would bother you. But Jughead was the person you truly fitten in with. He was quiet and so were you. You were the two members of the little group of friends that would never talk, and when you were it would mostly be between you two and you would be just making sarcastic remarks. “Great, so what’s the problem?” You asked even though you knew the answer. “It was a DUI. After your mom left. Look, we can talk about this later but between that and my cash flow problem, it knocks me out.” Your father explained as Jughead gave your hand a reasuring squeeze. “There is a family on the Southside that’s offered to foster you. They’re good people, they’ve worked with us before.” The woman added while looking at him. “That doesn’t sound completely horrible.” Jughead reasoned, saying that mostly for you to hear. “It does mean you’ll be in a different school district, Jughead, and you’ll have to transfer schools.” That’s when you lost it. The only person you were comfortable around in school was going to tranfer to the southside. Great, wasn’t that just great?

After leaving them and dashing into your room you were completely unaware of anything else that was said. All you could do was stay in your room and try to calm down a bit. There was a soft knock on the door and without having anytime time to answer the sudden visitor opened the door. “Are you ok?” A person you recognised as Jughead asked. You slowly rearrenge your posistion so you could look at him. “Do I look ok?” you replied with tear stained eyes. “Oh, little one, come here. I’m not gonna be that far away,” he said hugging you close to his body. “I’ll tell you what. I will be staying at my dad’s house, ok? And you will be coming over as frequently as you would like, ok? We could even have sleepovers!” He cheered trying to explain to you that it was not the end of the world. “Yeah, ok. But you will not be there with me at school. How will I do that?” you asked, probably acting like a baby but you didn’t care. “Well, uhm, I could give you my beanie but we both now I won’t,” he said jokingly and making you smlie, “but I will give you one of my flannels. You can wear it on school and it’ll be as if I’m there, yeah?” He said giving you a peck on the forehead. “Good. Want me to sleep here tonight?” he asked and you simply nodded as he started getting comfortable in the bed and pulling you towards his body, embrassing yoy and allowing the heat to warm your small body up in this cold night. “The door stays open,” your father called passing by, always destroying the moment.

It had already been a couple of days ever since Jughead moved to the southside and you spent most of your time there.You would finish school and then you would instantly run to FP’s trailer to meet Jug and today was not going to be any different. The thing was that before that Jughead would come over so you all would go to the Jubilee together and as much as he hated it he did it for you. He walked inside and was stunned after he saw you. You were standing by the kitchen island with your brother and mother. A stunning off-the-shoulder tight-fitted black dress, falling down to your knees. You looked absolutely stunning and Jughead could not hide it. “Oh, Jug’s here,” your mother called and you saw the boy looking at you all. “Jug!” You called and walked up to hug him. “Hey little one,” he said hugging back and giving you a forehead kiss. “Are they a thing?” Your mother asked Archie silently that replied with a disappointed no. “I think we should head off,” your dad said and grabbed his car keys as you all walked to the truck.

After the boring dance was over... Well, it was not so boring. I mean you had Betty’s speach and your brother sing with his current love intrest, and your mum being annoying and a lot more things, but let’s stick to boring. So, after the boring dance was over you and Jughead were going to walk to his father’s trailer, watch a movie and you would then sleep here. And that’s exactly what happened, with a little twist. You made it to your destination and walked inside. Jughead offered you a shirt of his he knew would be huge on you and a pair of his boxers as shorts, knowing that his sweatpants would be enormous on you. You were after all tiny in front of him, but he found that cute. Not that you knew. After putting that on you found Jughead sitting on the couch turning on the TV to find a good movie, and knowing him it would probably be some great old one or a scary movie since he was always amused when you got scared. But his actions were stopped when there was a knock on the door. He walked outside but you didn’t know what happened until you got out as well to see what took him so long and he was wearing his father’s Serpent jacket. When he saw you he seemed scared of your reaction but you took it surprisingly well. You even said that he looked like a very dark version of Clark Kent with the hair and all, or like a younger and more adorable version of Damon Salvatore. After that you continued doing what was on your original plans.

Your brother and his friends were devastated when they saw Jughead walk inside Pop’s wearing his Serpent jacket. Betty was shocked to say the least, while your brother seemed angry, Veronica didn’t think much of it and neither did Kevin so they just kept on making jokes and comments like the ones you did when he was given the jacket. The downside of this was that you were going to have your brother talk about this for a long long time, but you would indeed avoid it as much as possible.

It had been about a week since Jughead became in charge of the southside Surpents, since his father was the ‘leader’ before. But he did have help both from you and a man’s that was second-in-command that took his dad’s place until Jughead came to the southside. Due to that and because you and him seemed to become even closer with everything that happened you spent a lot of time together in the southside, either just walking around and talking, or staying at his house, or some times spending a lot of time in the Whyte Wyrm. Everyone was surprised and you constantly had your brother or father trying to keep you from going there with Jug, but you didn’t seemed to care. The thing is the Serpents accept you as their own, they got your back not matter what. Like that time this girl from your school started calling you names and some of them happened to be around they did everything to protect you from her and make sure you didn’t actually believe everything she said. They even had one of their own stick around you just to make sure you were ok but your brother didn’t know.

One day you all were going to hang out over at Jug’s so you, your brother and the girls were driving there in Archie’s truck. Just as you stepped outside a bunch of Serpents appeared in front of you. Betty got scared, thinking they would attack you or something, since they were told you to stop walking, and she hurried to get Jughead. He walked towards you watching as the second-in-command came over to you and hugged you. “Look,” he began, “we see your friends here are like family to you, you are one of them. But you are family to us and you are one of us. And you know how we take of our own. So we wanted you to know that we will keep on taking care of you, kid. It’s always good when you stick around and, well, we thought you deserve to have this. You deserve to have this cause, as I said you are one of us.” He finished. It was so sweet how much these people cared for you. I mean you grew up with the idea that they are vicious and bad. But they’re not. They are nice people; different people that are under the influence of the stereotypes. You smiled at the man and reached for the jacked but Archie stopped you. “Y/N, no. Don’t you dare. You are not a surpent. You are one of us.” He said. “He’s right, Y/N. You don’t belong with them but with us.” Veronica butted in, agreeing with the stupidity of my brother. “We already lost Jughead to the serpents,little one, we can’t lose you as well,” said Betty adding to the anger that began to boil inside of you. “You are joking right? You don’t mean this stupid things you said.” You mumble. “No, Y/N we’re not,” replied Archie. You looked down for a second contemplaiting what was going on exactly, and then you did what your friends and brother didn’t want you to. You grabbed the jacket from the surpent and wrapped it around your body. After a long time you felt like home. You felt that you truly belonged somewhere. The serpents start cheering on your decision the one that gave you the jacket even hugged you once again. Jughead stared in aw as the two girls with Archie walked inside.

The serpents left and both you and Jughead walked inside meeting a furious Archie, a disappointed Betty and an annoyed Veronica. “What’s wrong with you guys?” You asked trying to understand why they all were like that. “What’s wrong? You ask what’s wrong? Y/N, you are no serpent. You are my sister. They are no good for you.” Archie said pacing up and down the small space. “Arch are you joking? They are amazing people. At least most of them. They treat me like family, they take care of me. They have one of their own to keep an eye on me and make sure I’m safe with all that shit you guys get yourselves into and drag me into as well.” You fired back at him. “Wow, Y/N, wow.” Betty said looking at you with a very disappointed, almost discussted look. Tears pricked your eyes as this kept going on for a while. “Just don’t come home until you find a way to explain this to dad,” he said in an angry matter. “That’s it. Get out. All of you get out. And don’t come talk to me or her until you stop being irrational.” Jughead yelled, seeing how these words hurt you. You started sobbing in an instand as Archie said that and Jughead pulled you into his arms. Archie tried to apologise but Jug didn’t let him. “I said leave. Now.” He chanted once more since your brother wouldn’t leave. Eventually he did and Jughead picked you up and walked to the couch.

The whole night you spent on that couch. He would say things to calm you down but your tears would not stop. He wouldn’t give up though. He would hold you in his arms stroking your hair and back in attemts to relax you. “It’s ok Y/N. It’s gonna be alright. You can stay here for as long as needed. You know the serpents love you. I love you,” he said. You stopped crying after he said that and you just stared at his face. “Yo-you love me?” You asked surprised. Jug didn’t reply so you took matters in your own hands and you kissed him. You kissed him with so much love you had never shown to anyone. “I love you too,” you uttered before the boy took you in his arms bridal style and run to the bedroom playfully as you laughed. He seemed so happy you said that, so he threw you on the bed and run to the window and opened it. “My little serpent loves me back,” he screamed repeatingly so every one would know.

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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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Previously

“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.

“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.

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Winter Walk: Damon Salvatore Imagine

Imagine taking a brisk winter walk with Damon....

In truth, in had been his suggestion.

And you’d happily agreed.

However, what was once a little outing between the happy couple...turned into a group race in the forest.

It was unfair advantages between human and supernatural and but everyone was having fun anyway.

Except Damon.

“I’m surrounded by idiots.”

“Oh quit being such a Scar.” you had laughed. “We’re not having Stefan off a cliff like Mufasa and you’re about to whisk me away for some time up in your friend’s cabin anyway.” you teased.

His head snapped around.

“How did you know about that?” he asked, blue eyes piercing through you.

“You’re not the only sneaky one here, Damon.” you smirked and then took off away from him.

You jumped and landed on Caroline’s back and the two of you took off like a bat out of hell.

Damon cursing you both from where you’d left him, lol.

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When the Cat's away

Damon Salvatore x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1274 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Damon constantly argues with his familiar, his conscious most of the time.

I just wanted to explore this concept really

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Damon had never been the kind of guy who wanted, or needed, for the record, a familiar.

After the brief period in his life when he thought they were a myth, once he found out that anthropomorphic animals really did exist, he didn’t care.

It just never seemed like something he needed.

Who wanted to have to look after a pet, who also happened to be another human being? Not him, that was for sure.

...And that was still true.

However, you had come into his life and made it very clear that you had no intentions of ever leaving so Damon came to terms with it. Make no mistake, he’d tried to get rid of you.

He really had but no matter what, you just came waltzing back into his life without a care in the world.

It was easy for you, like you’d always belonged there and maybe it was because you had. As far as you were concerned, keeping the vampire out of trouble was your purpose.

Even if it wasn’t though, it certainly began to feel like it.

Every time you turned around, you had to bail the raven haired man out of whatever he’d gotten himself into. Lucky for him, all you had to do was give a smile, paired with that cat-like grin and he was free as a bird.

Maybe that was what warmed him up to you, or maybe it was something else entirely. Whatever it was, somewhere along the line, Damon began to appreciate your company.

Not that he would ever admit it.

For as many times as you saved his hide, and made him glad to have you around, you also drove him insane. It was always ‘killing people is bad Damon’ and ‘you got blood on the couch cushions Damon’. You just constantly had it out for him.

He couldn’t have any fun without you coming along to ruin it.

Which was why he was so glad to come back home to find that you were nowhere to be found.

Assuming that you’d gone out on the town with Stefan or found some mouse to chase down in the yard, he smiled to himself, plopping down on his favorite chair.

By all accounts, it didn’t matter where you’d went, as long as you weren’t here. It was just like that old saying went, because when the cat was away, he certainly did get to play.

Unfortunately for him though, Damon neglected to check his room before his little celebration, where you had been curled up in a little catnap.

He didn’t even get to the phone before you came strolling around the corner, your soft fur shining in the dim light of the living room lamps.

One sharp meow was all it took and Damon knew he was in trouble.

“Ugh. What do you want?” he sighed, rolling his eyes dramatically as he spoke. Of course it was too good to be true.

Immediately, Damon threw all plans of an all you can eat sorority girl buffet out the window, resting the phone back on the hook. You only let him get away with things like that on his birthday.

When he addressed you, your form shifted. Within seconds, you were standing beside him, your hair the same color as your fur had been and those piercing eyes just as they always had been.

You were beautiful, but right now, he didn’t care.

All he could think about was all the fun he could have been having if you hadn’t ruined it.

“Well hello to you too” you grinned, your sharp canines shining as you smiled at him, that sly look on your face. You knew perfectly well what you were doing.

You just didn’t care.

Damon couldn’t just run around killing whoever he wanted just because. It was risky and dangerous, not to mention morally wrong.

However, you’d learned a long time ago that no matter what you told him or how often he nearly got caught, Damon was never going to change.

He had been blessed with a general disconcert for other people along with immortality and a thirst for human blood. In all ways, he was perfect for murder.

...but you weren’t.

Having been born with the gift you had made you a wonderful companion and a great resource to have around but you were still sort of human.

You knew the difference between right and wrong.

“Did you have a good day today?” you hummed, ignoring the cross look on his face completely. You didn’t care if you’d ruined his silly plans.

If nothing else, you were just glad that he’d be here tonight so you could order in and just relax on the couch. Right now, you wanted his attention, and while it didn’t happen super often, it did happen on occasion.

“Not really. I wanted to come back and unwind but you’re here so that isn’t going to happen” he scoffed, still not willing to let that go quite yet, even if you had.

Frankly, you didn’t even really care from the beginning. You were too focused on what you wanted to allow him to pout.

“Come on, you’d miss me” you teased, gently booping the man in the nose as you passed, flopping down over the side of the couch dramatically.

You knew that he was going to join you in 3,2,1

As if on cue, Damon let out a heavy sigh, his heavy footsteps stalking toward you on the wood floor.

“You ordering pizza?” you called, your head peeking up over the back of the couch just enough to catch sight of him, already heading that way.

He didn’t even bother to turn back around to look at you, “I know what to do” he yelled back. For the two of you, this was pretty common and it was always the same.

A relationship like yours between a familiar and a vampire was uncommon in general. However, both you and Damon may have been closer than any other pair like you.

In your defense though, neither of you had ever really been the kind to make a ton of close friends. The bond you shared was beyond you both, and you had chosen just to roll with it. As strange as it was, there was no use questioning it.

By the time Damon got back, he’d ordered the pizza you were going to be munching on in a little less than an hour. This time, it was your turn not to even look in his direction, scrolling through the television channels.

Nothing seemed all that enticing, so you sighed heavily, and leaned into Damon’s reluctant side. He looked down at you, rolling his eyes before giving in completely to your expressed desire for his attention.

In general, you didn’t need much from him, keeping to yourself as you slunk around the darkened corners of the Salvatore house. If you wanted a little from him today, it wouldn’t be the end of the world.

As much as he hated it, maybe it wasn’t the worst.

“I’m sorry I ruined your fun today” you hummed, though you both knew you weren’t. Damon may have felt like he needed to kill to survive but you knew better. There were alternative ways of life that didn’t require killing.

...Stefan did just fine without murder.

“Yeah right”

The only thing that was keeping him okay right now was knowing that one night wasn’t going to kill him. After all, you wouldn’t always be there and when you went out, he’d get to have as much fun as possible.

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Decades Dance

Damon Salvatore x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1,140 words

Warnings: A little bit of a teaser, if you guys like it, I’ll continue it.

Summary: Reader is Damon’s human girlfriend. She wants to have a normal night at the decades dance but will that actually work out for her? After all, having a vampire BF is never easy.

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Damon should have known that having a human girlfriend would bring up all kinds of issues.

Sure, there was the drinking blood thing and the fact that he was literally centuries old. All of that, he could handle.

But there was something else entirely that he hadn’t thought about.

School dances.

Mystic Falls high school was putting on a dance, a sixties dance and you had it in your head that you were going to get him to go…

Which wasn’t going to happen.

He’d told you a million times but you were almost more stubborn than him.

“Come on D, if you’re gonna be there already, why can’t we go together?” you wondered, not understanding.

After everything, it wasn’t going to kill him.

“Because I hate dances” he groaned, plopping onto your matching outfits that you had laid out on the bed for him.

He really had no respect sometimes.

“Get off those, you’ll wrinkle them” you yelled, smacking him a few times in the shoulder to get him off. It had taken you hours to get all the store-wrinkles out of the fabric in the first place. The last thing you needed was for him to replace them.

You could not believe how he was acting.

How many other girls had to beg their boyfriends to take them to a party?

Damon did as you asked but he wasn’t happy about it. Instead of standing, he just rolled to the side of the bed, pouting like a child.

He didn’t want to go to some stupid high school dance, he didn’t want to dress up and he sure as hell didn’t want to babysit you all night.

Damon would never admit it to you but he knew that if Klaus was involved, it would be too dangerous.

He loved you and he would never put you in harm's way. Human’s were too fragile and in all honesty, he didn’t know what he would do if he lost you.

So yes, he would let you be mad at him, but you weren’t going to some stupid dance if it meant that he would be without you.

It wasn’t happening.

“Shut up and get out of the car” he grumbled, holding the passenger side door open for you.

He was mad.

More mad than he’d been in a long time but he wasn’t mad at you.

No…

Damon was mad at himself.

His resolve had been so strong, he was unbreakable but all it took was a smile from you.

All you had to do was bat your eyelashes at hum and that resolve he had worked so hard on had crumbled.

All because he loved you.

“Smile Damon, it’s a party” you smiled, taking his hand in your own and swinging it between you.

You could see that the school was completely decked out in sixties decor and it was super cool.

It was rare for you to use the word cool but this whole thing was completely, and totally cool. This whole night was a brilliant escape for you, which you were going to completely enjoy...

Whether Damon wanted to or not.

“Yeah, a party” he grumbled, looking around the crowded space. He knew that there was something off, he knew that Klaus was here somewhere but maybe it wouldn’t kill him to try to have fun with you.

After all, where were you safer than by his side?

The worst thing that he could do for you was leave you alone in such a crowded space. Klaus wasn’t looking for you tonight but that didn’t mean that you weren’t in danger. You were a bargaining chip to anyone who wished harm on your family or friends.

There was nothing that Bonnie, Elena, Caroline, or Jeremy wouldn’t do for you, Not to mention the Salvatore boys, who would sacrifice anything to keep you safe.

You were in the most danger at any given time, out of all of them, and everyone knew that.

So, while Damon had to keep an eye out for anything suspicious, he also wanted to make sure that you were having a good time and didn’t have to worry about anything at all. The last thing he wanted was to ruin your night.

Especially after you put so much work into your matching outfits.

You kept it simple for Damon, knowing that was the best way to get him to agree to wear it. It was a pair of black dress pants and a black button up, that perfectly matched your black dress to go with your Sharon Tate costume.

It was perfectly designed, perfectly coordinated, and he couldn't believe that you'd put so much effort into it.

Damn he loved you, whether he wanted to or not.

"I'll grab us some punch" you hummed, heading toward the table. You weren't going to bring him one since he wouldn't really drink it but it was nice to pretend. You loved Damon more than anything but having a vampire boyfriend wasn't easy.

It just had different challenges that were easy to ignore sometimes.

However, before you could walk toward the concession table, Damon caught you by the wrist and pulled you back to him.

"Don't worry about it, I'll go with you" he smiled, taking your hand in his own and leading you over. No one knew where Klaus was, so he wasn't going to let you out of his sight.

You understood that it was a little weird that he was, now, so attached to you out of the blue but you let it happen.

Damon went through phases sometimes where he was super lovey-dovey and cuddly, and maybe that was what was happening now.

Who could tell?

"Are you sure? It's no big deal" you assured, basically being dragged around by Damon like a rag doll. He was hardly listening to you at this point, more concerned about your safety than anything else.

He just hoped that you weren't going to actually catch on to what was going on.

You would probably be mad that he was more focused on looking for Klaus than actually having a good time with you...Not that it really mattered to him.

As long as you were alright, that was all he cared about.

“You drink that up and then we’ll hit that dance floor, how does that sound?” he asked, pouring you a cup from the punch bowl.

Now, if you weren’t so happy that he was having a good time with you and finally loosening up, you probably would have noticed that he was being super suspicious. In all honesty, you knew better than to argue with him.

You just wanted to have a relaxing, normal night for once.

Besides, maybe later, Damon could tell you stories about what he was doing in the sixties.

(I’m not super in love with this piece but I thought I would share just in case)

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The Best Way

Damon Salvatore x Plus size!reader, Stefan Salvatore x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1607 words

Warnings: Polyamory

Summary: Reader is Damon and Stefan’s girlfriend, and when she gets turned into a vampire, the boys argue over how to handle her transition.

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Being caught between Damon and Stefan was less than a cake walk when you were human but the second you turned, your life was basically over.

The boys fought over every decision regarding your immortality at any chance they got, from where you would go and who you would see but especially who and what you were permitted to drink. It was just meant to be a simple breakfast but instead it had to turn into another drag out fight between brothers.

"She's a vampire, vampires eat humans" Damon barks across the table, sneering at his brother in the worst way possible. "She doesn't have too, she has a choice" Stefan fires back, his voice much calmer but steady.

You had heard this argument time and time again, and all you wanted right now was to finish your eggs in peace.

"Boys, please" you force, rolling your eyes as you stared them both down. Damon rolled his eyes back at you and stabbed his fork into the eggs you'd made, that he was adamant tasted like concrete powder. Stefan smirked, knowing that your shutting down Damon meant he was one step closer to winning.

Ultimately, it was your choice if you decided to drink or not but he wanted you to have that choice. Damon would have you drink from anyone you could find, without knowing anything about them or feeling bad about it, and that just wasn't the way.

Of course, Damon disagreed. He was worried for your health. He'd seen how hard it was for Stefan to get clean and he didn't want you to have to go through that too. Vampires were meant to have blood, fresh from the vein...that was just the way it was.

Their constant bickering left you, sandwiched between two very different, but very stubborn brothers who both loved you too much to let the other win.

You risked upsetting one if you agreed with the other so up to this point you had stayed pretty neutral, but you could feel the hunger burning you up inside...whatever you ate, it would have to be soon.

The home cooked breakfast you'd made was supposed to distract you from the hunger and blood lust but the truth was, it wasn't doing anything. It didn't even touch the itch, led alone scratch it.

And the boys knew it.

"What's wrong darlin?" Damon cooed, resting a hand on your shoulder, closer to your collarbone, while Stefan placed the back of his hand on your forehead. You were literally burning up.

It felt like your skin was on fire, almost as if you moved the wrong way you would cease to exist at all. When you opened your eyes, both Salvatore's were staring at you, worry glazed over both of their faces.

And that was the last thing you saw before you blacked out.

Slowly, you blinked...1,2,3 times, faint voices coming into focus in your mind.

It was clear that they were arguing over you, fighting over Stefan's suggesting to start you off on animal blood instead of cleansing your pallet later. It would keep the process clean and precise, or at least it should have. That wasn't always the case...

"Her body rejected that garbage Stef, I told you she couldn't drink from squirrels this early on"

You knew that was Damon, and you also knew that he was pissed.

His words were followed by a huff from Stefan, who had probably been listening to the same thing over and over for the past few hours.

"She'll build up a tolerance, it's better to start now than to detox her later" Stefan reminded, his own tone indicating that they were at it again.

They would never give it up.

"God, my head is throbbing" You whined, alerting the boys of your presence, holding your head in your hands in mock pain. The pain was blinding but it didn't hurt to play it up to get them to stop fighting. There was nothing in the world that mattered more to them than you.

Before you could even breath, they each had one of your hands in their own, giving it a testing squeeze to stabilize you. There was anger burning in each of their eyes, hidden beneath worry but it wasn't directed at you over the other.

"What hurts? Tell me what's wrong Kitten" Damon pleas, his voice full of something you'd never heard before...fear. You didn't quite understand the severity of your situation yet, but you would when you couldn't move due to your cells shutting down.

Vampires lived on borrowed time, using the life force of other living people to continue existing, without the loss of life, a vampire couldn't keep on living...a concept his darling brother also didn't seem to grasp.

"This is the hangover from hell" you groaned, smiling lightly up at Stefan as he moved to pull your hair up out of your face, securing it up in an elastic.

Always being practical.

"Its not quite a hangover Y/N, it's more closely related to dehydration...if you must compare it to something" He informed, his hands still lingering at the base of your neck as he tried to assess your physical state.

Stefan understood his brother's argument, and if it turned out that human blood was the only way for you to stay healthy, he would come to terms with that. It just couldn't be the only option, he needed you to know that killing wasn't something you had to do just to be with them.

Dehydration...you were dehydrated?

"How is that possible? I've been drinking non-stop for days trying to keep this headache at bay, I think we can rule that out" you tried, knowing full well he didn't mean water, it was easier to take than the truth.

It wasn't that you were opposed to drinking blood, it was just new. You had never even considered something like that before and now here they were, your loving boyfriends, telling you you'd die if you didn't.

It was clear that Damon'd had enough of the deliberation. As far as he was concerned, you were slowly dying the longer they sat here, and that wasn't going to fly with him. "You had your chance Stef, it didn't work so now it's my turn...it's the only way" he sighed, part of him hoped it would work, but the vegan lifestyle just wasn't practical for a fledgling.

He could see the look in your eyes, telling him all he needed to know about what you were thinking. "I'll help you, we can start slow" He promised, pressing his lips lightly to the corner of your mouth, his own careful seal that told you he wouldn't let any harm come to you.

And he was telling the truth.

Damon started by bringing you bags from the hospital, blood that was obtained without the loss of life, so that you could get the nourishment you needed without having that on your conscience.

Even he knew you were no where near ready enough to handle that.

It worked well enough, kept you out of trouble and made your headache go away, finally. That wasn't the real problem though, it was Stefan and his internal conflict. He had a real moral problem with Damon taking your choice, something you had to correct right away.

"Stef?" you cooed, peaking into the bedroom slowly, your voice cautious and slight in nature as you searched for him in the full expanse.

Slowly but surely he entered the room, coming from the closet, a new book in hand. "Everything okay Y/N?" he asked, not stopping until he was at your side, his hand falling on your waist comfortingly.

Stefan's natural state was to be worried about you, and at this point, you were doubtful anything you did would stop that.

"I'm okay, but are you? I know you didn't want me to do this" you counter, stepping backwards until your knees hit the bed, allowing you to plop down in a comfortable, awkward position.

Stef followed slowly, sitting down beside you, his eyes following yours curiously. He really couldn't get a read on how you were feeling. There wasn't a telling sign on your face.

"It isn't that I didn't want you to do it Y/N, I just wanted you to be able to decide for yourself. I don't think its our place to make you a killer, or to put that burden on you" he shrugged, dropping his shoulders heavily at the end of his sentence. This was a lot deeper in him than you had originally assumed.

Slowly, you moved across the room, only stopping at the side of the bed where Stefan was now perched. He looked so dejected, it hurt to see one of the men you cared so deeply for in pain. You didn't like it one bit.

"Look Stef, I know the whole thing bothers you but this was my choice. I couldn't feel like that anymore, it was like a hungry animal was rooting around in my skull. I couldn't take the scratching" You explain, wrapping one arm around his muscular shoulder, trying to get him to feel your pure intentions, as if that could be done through the skin.

Surprisingly enough, it seemed to work. Stefan did slightly relax at the contact and seemed to understand what you meant, after all, he had felt it too. It was so long ago now that he'd dealt with the withdraw symptoms, maybe he'd forgotten just how excruciating it could be.

Part of Stef was glad you'd decided to put it to an end, at least for a while. It seemed like, for once, Damon may have been right in your relationship.

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