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0sincerelyella · 9 months

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Can you do a Josh Allen one shot where you are comforting him after losing a game? Possibly with cuddling and smut 😊 thank you!

Wins and loses -Josh Allen

Summary: Josh can take losses if big games a little harsher than other people, taking it personally, and beat himself up way more than the others. the only way he gets out of that headspace is y/n

Notes: UGH IVE BEEN WAITING TO WRITE FOR JOSH ALLEN he so is my second favorite NFL quarterback. we can ALL agree that josh allen is, pardon me, a giant cry baby during games, from ACTUAL fits, to yelling at his teammates, which doesn’t make me love him any less it just makes this plot so much easier to write so thank you for the personality trait josh. i

hope you love it!

i’m writing y/n as a bengals fan (from a bengals fans perspective maybe i’m bias but it’s to create more drammmmaaa)

i also may do a part two or make a josh allen series bc i had so much fun writing this, would anyone read it?

the score of the game was very conflicting to y/n. It was the play off game before the AFC championship, and unfortunately for y/ns love life and fortunately for y/ns sports influencer life the bengals had just beat the bills and are going to the AFC championship.

Y/n, growing up in cincinnati, was on the social media team for the cincinnati bengals. she grew up in ohio, and moved to wyoming for college in 2014 where she met her long term boyfriend when he transferred in 2015. in 2017 the two of them graduated and y/n traveled around the country for her boyfriends job until 2020.

in 2020 she got an offer to work on the bengals social media team, and she couldn’t turn the offer down. so she moved away from her boyfriend, josh allen, who lived in buffalo and was the quarterback for the buffalo bills, and she moved to cincinnati.

days like this made the relationship hard to maintain. she hadn’t seen josh since last may towards the end of off season when he had visited her. she texted him every day and called him every night, even showing up at his games all the way across the country to support him, but never being able to see him due to the teams tight rules.

today was especially hard. Today was the AFC divisional round leading up to the Championship game. The bills were playing against the bengals in cincinnati, the first game against the teams since the Damar Hamlin incident.

The bills had just lost, and like every bengals win, y/n walked onto the field, this time not only to congratulate her team, but also to chase after her extra emotional other half.

since they lost, their season is over and josh is going to stay with y/n for awhile. it’s all bittersweet.

y/n ran across the field. throwing mindless congratulations towards the teammates who are playing kansas city next week. She chased after josh who had already buried himself into the locker room. He took these loses. especially in the playoffs. feeling like, what the internet calls, “the bills curse” is all his fault.

y/n say down outside the locker room and waited. players passed her going in and out. she waved hello and goodbye to bills players as they retreated to their hotel before they flew back to buffalo tomorrow.

stefon diggs stopped as he left the locker room, sitting next to y/n. “he’s worse than usual” he said, leaning his head back on the wall. “do you know why?” he sighed. “i think it’s cause you were watching”

“i watch all his games stef.” y/n knew the bills very well. though she barely ever saw them, she texted them checking on josh often. she and stefon have grown to be good friends.

“yeah but i think this has something to do with your job, i think it’s mixed with jealousy” y/n nodded, sighing as the coach walked out of the room.

“no one else but josh. go ahead” coach said, causing y/n to practically fly out of the seat. she ran into the locker room in search for josh.

“joshy” she called out. he was sitting in a chair, in the middle of the room. it was empty, the only thing in the room is josh’s jersey he disposed of in the middle of the floor.

he sat in a chair, his head in his hands. y/n could tell from his red knuckles he had been punching the punching bag that hang in the corner of the locker room. she knelt infront of him. “hey joshy?” she placed her hand on top of his and waited for him to look at her. Josh moved his hands, and rested them on his knees. “y/n” he said, he’d been crying.

“oh josh,” she said, hurting for her boy. “it isn’t your fault” she said, gripping the hand on his knee. “y/n you don’t get it.” he tilted his head back. “no i don’t, i don’t know what it’s like to feel like you’ve done the wrong thing in such an important situation” she said, hinting to the decision between her job and her relationship

“y/n you know that’s not what i meant”

“i know i’m sorry, but really joshy. it isn’t your fault. it takes a whole team, and sometimes the other team just had an advantage” josh scoffed

“you have to say that, it’s your job. your team, the most important thing to you”

y/n moved her hand, placing it on his cheek, his hand moved to hold onto hers in fear of if he let go he’d lose her like he lost this game

“Josh. you know i couldn’t turn this down. it’s close to my sister and her kids, i grew up here. she said, watching tears well up in his eyes. “nothing is more important to me than you, but that doesn’t mean that other things arnt important to me” he nodded.

“but i’m sat there, infront of hundreds of thousands to millions of people who are saying it’s their year and i can’t make it. i can never make it” her heart broke as his desperate tone.

“babe, you need to practice staying cool”

“did joe teach you that?”

“joshua.” she said, huffing at his accusations “do you watch him play josh? you are just as good if not better than him” he watched her intently as she tried to make him feel better

“the only difference between you and joe, is your temper.” she stood up, reaching her arms out. “come here give me a hug” he smiled, stand in front of her, pulling her swiftly into a hug. “i’m sorry i snapped at you beautiful” he swayed them back and forth. “i just get so worked up and i don’t know how to control it, but never should i take it out on you” he kissed her forehead as she curled into his chest.

he hugged her close. “i love you beautiful” he said, smiling happily. “here stand on the chair let’s go to the car” he said, standing in-front of the chair, letting her jump onto his back.

he walked to her car, sitting her down, opening the passenger seat to let her sit while he drove her home.

the drive home was peaceful, he held her hand, resting it on the automatic stick in front of the consul. When the two arrived to y/ns apartment, the two of them changed, y/n into one of josh’s tshirts that she kept from before she moved, and josh in a pair of sweatpants.

the two turned on a movie and layed on the couch. josh held y/n on his chest, he played with her hair as he pretending to watch the movie that played. “you know princess, if you were on the field with me all the time i would’ve won the super bowl already” he laughed, hoping she’d laugh at his joke. instead of laughing, as he waited for a response all he got was heavy breathing. “oh come on, that was the most hilarious joke i’ve ever made and your sleeping” he whispered, tucking the blanket around only her as he skillfully snaked out from under her.

with perfect ease he picked her up and walked her to her room. after tucking her in, he got into her next to her and cuddled up next to her. he kissed her cheek, “i love you princess” he whispered and held her close. he yawned, closing his eyes and finally getting a good nights sleep.

#josh allen #bills mafia #buffalo #buffalo bills #nfl fluff #nfl football #nfl fic #nfl imagine #nflying #nfl players

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we-intentionally-exude-calmness · 7 days

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when cht 13?

Delay of Moriarty the Patriot: The Remains Chapter 13 Fan-Translation

Hello! It's Stef (who may or may not be dead inside)! It is in the works! This chapter is quite difficult, but everyone in the team has pulled through. However, it will not be released in April, since it's not quite ready yet. We hope you understand and, as always, remember to intentionally exude calmness! After this chapter we all need to

#louis james moriarty #manga #moriarty the patriot #mtp mycroft #mtp sherlock #mtp william #scanlation #sherliam #william james moriarty #yuukoku no moriarty #yuumori

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mythicalpoolnoodle · 25 days

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Sorry hello I just woke up, daniil out??? Stef about to bagel the rat???? Musetti up a break in djokovic??????

#whats happening #am i hallucinating #tennis #monte carlo 2024

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misschanadlerbong · 6 months

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When Stef Met 'Lena

PART 1 | <next>

Elena was laid off from her last job due to her boss unable to pay her any longer. Elena had been searching for a job ever since, and then she discovered The Salvatore Industries. They were hiring or looking for a receptionist. Just the job for her. They had been her savior, she desperately needed this job. Rent money doesn’t come from out of thin air.

Elena Gilbert is described by many as stubborn, hard working, kind, and gentle. From a young age she strived to at least try when attempting at something which she carried with her into adulthood. And according to Caroline Forbes that was exactly what Salvatore Industries needed. Heart, kindness, and the strive to work hard. And that was exactly the receptionist they needed. Not what most people expect right? A receptionist needed those qualities? Yes, at The Salvatore industries they wanted and needed good people, people who carried about what they were doing. And Elena Gilbert was the perfect candidate.

There was this musical ringing, the phone rang several times before Elena reached it. She picked the phone up and answered with “Hello?”

“Elena hi! I have wonderful news you got the job! Your first day is tomorrow please meet me at The Salvatore Industries near the front lobby. The address once again is 523 Mystic City Avenue. Can’t wait to see you then!” Caroline beamed and hung up the phone.

Elena felt relief wash over her and then dread. Elena rubbed her temples in exasperation “She didn’t tell me who my boss is? Oh well this is gonna be fun,” Elena tried calling Caroline back again to get some answers to her questions but to no avail she did not answer. She tried again and all she heard was that loud and weird beeping sound when you call someone and they’re on the phone with someone else. Elena was irritated but instead of focusing on the negative she goes and calls Bonnie.

Elena dialed Bonnie’s phone number 876-435-778. All you could hear was the ringing and how it paused and started to ring and pause once again until Bonnie picked up.

“Bonnie guess what!” Elena exclaims enthusiastically.

“You got the job!”

“Yes I did! I got the job!”

“That’s amazing Elena! I’m so proud of you!”

“Aw, thank you Bonbon.”

“You're welcome! Tell you what, how about I drop you off and it’ll save you the trouble of using more gas.”

“That sounds like a plan Bon, also apparently I start tomorrow.”

“That’s quick, but I can still drop you off, don't worry.”

“I should have known it wouldn’t be able to get rid of you that easily.” Elena teased.

“Hey!”

“Kidding.” Elena giggled and Bonnie laughed alongside her.

Bonnie and Elena finally arrived at The Salvatore Industries. Bonnie parked in the parking lot, “Here we are.” Elena looked at the building nervously. “Don’t worry, You’ll do fine!” Bonnie gushed. Elena grinned at Bonnie feeling confidence wash over her.

“Take a deep breath and keep your chin up.” Elena smiles softly and replies with “I will, don’t worry.” Bonnie smiles and says her goodbyes as she rides off leaving Elena by herself. Elena takes a few deep breaths, even though she already had been in the building it didn’t ease her nerves. But she tried to do what Bonnie wanted her to do. Keep her chin held high. She walked towards the building. Was it larger than the first time she saw it? No, but it felt larger.

‘It’s just my first day, what could possibly go wrong?’ “Ugh who am I kidding?” Elena lets out a sigh and walks in the building. The moment she steps in the building a man greets her. He’s tall, he has black hair, pale blue eyes alongside a pale complexion as well. He gives her a cold and hard look. She wonders ‘Is this my boss?’ ‘If he is, this is gonna be interesting to say the least…’

“l know what you're thinking, I’m not your boss.” Elena nods slowly but then looks even more confused,“Then who are? If you don’t mind me asking of course.” “I do mind actually!” Elena looks down in embarrassment. “I’m sorry sir, the women who interviewed me didn’t tell me who he was or anything like that. She said she would meet me here.” “Leave the poor girl alone, she didn’t know there’s no shame in that.” The woman she interviewed me a few days ago says, I believe her name was Caroline if I’m remembering correctly. She leans her head to look at Elena and replies with “Come with me, it’s time to meet Mr.Salvatore. And don’t worry it’s not your fault for not knowing it’s mine entirely for not telling you.”

Once they had moved to the elevator away from the man. Elena whispers “Thank You.” “For what?” Caroline asks, confused. “For saving me from him, he does not like me very much.” Caroline leans closer and says “He doesn’t like anyone.” Elena giggles and replies with “That makes sense.” Caroline smiles back at her. Just as Caroline pressed the button for floor 102 a man stopped the elevator before it closed. The man walked in and walked towards Caroline smiling gently at her. ‘He seems sweet and cute. Wait what if this is my boss? I can't think like that!’ Elena mentally scolded herself for thinking in that way’ ‘He had dark blonde hair, forest green eyes that had a romantic glint that shined brightly, and he had a soft smile that lit up the room. Oh my god, Elena! Stop thinking that he could be your boss once again!’ Elena thought to herself. He stood by Caroline and conversed in small talk with her “Good morning Caroline! I never did get the chance to ask you but how has the interviewing been going?”

“Well, Mr.Salvatore it's especially great since she’s standing right behind you.” Stefan whipped his head around to get a better look at Elena. His gaze softened when his eyes met her. He smiled at her, charmly. He reached his hand out, motioning for her to shake his hand. She gladly took his hand and shook it with just the right amount of firmness. When Stefan touched Elena’s hand he must have felt how gentle it was while when Elena touched him she must have felt how soft it was. They’re eyes never left one another, they were like in this haze of admiration. They both thought to themselves ‘You can’t think like that she’s/he your co-worker!’

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss…?”

“Miss. Gilbert, Elena Gilbert. And it’s a pleasure to meet you too Mr.Salvatore.” She smiled kindly at him and he smiled back with just as much warmth.

Caroline intervened and asked “So are you ready for the tour, Elena?”

Before Elena could respond Stefan answered “Why don’t I show her around, you already have done so much,” He grinned at her, “Well, Thank You Mr.Salvatore you're very considerate.” She smiled back at him.

The elevator dinged and Elena and Stefan moved out of the elevator. “Elena?” Caroline called, “Yes?”

“If you need anything, don't be afraid to let me know.” Caroline gushed sincerely, grinning brightly at Elena.

“I will Caroline Thank You,” She smiled back at Caroline with just as much sincerity. You could see it now, the start of a new and wonderfully blossomed friendship.

“Anytime.” Caroline pressed the first floor button and the elevator, leaving the pair alone.

Elena turned to Stefan “Where do we start?”

Stefan turned to look at her as he said “My office, your area, and a few other places as well.”

“Where’s my area?” Elena asked.

“In the lobby area, where you came in there’s the front desk and that’s where you’ll be working.” Elena nodded in understanding.

Stefan led her to his office area, “This is my area or my office area.” In the background of his office you could see his book shelves full of so many different types of books. And his desk was in the middle, it had this glossy look and it was a shade of dark brown. “Wow, it's beautiful.”

“Why Thank You. That’s very kind of you.” Elena smiled at the complement.

“Now, let me show you to the lobby area,” He smiled softly at her as he led her back to the elevator. They both stepped in and he pressed floor one.

“You know Elena-” Stefan started, turning to look over at Elena. “You don’t strike me as someone who would be a receptionist.”

Elena smiled softly to herself, she must have felt her cheeks blushing as she looked down, “Life got in the way and it was expensive, and I felt like I could do good becoming a receptionist even if it’s in a different way than I wanted to originally,”

“What did you want to be when you grew up, Mr.Salvatore?”

“Ironically enough at first I wanted to be a Doctor as well.”

Elena lifted her eyes from the elevator door back to his eyes,“Why didn’t you?” She inquired.

“This company needed me especially after my father died and I couldn’t look away. I had to help.” Elena smiled with genuine compassion as she praised “Mr. Salvatore you are truly a kind man and a compassionate one too. That was quite noble of you most wouldn’t do that.” Elena voiced gently, Stefan looked at her with his vibrant smile and gleaming green eyes and thoughtfully replied with “Thank You, Ms.Gilbert you truly have a kind soul and I am lucky to have someone like you here.”

“No, it's quite the opposite. I'm honored to be working here because I was laid off from my last job and I was worried I wouldn’t find one this time for rent, but luckily I did. In the way you all were my savior I couldn’t Thank You all enough.”

“I’m glad you will be working here especially since we need someone like you, someone who cares.” Stefan praised, passionately.

Elena smiles at the compliment,“Well, Thank You Mr.Salvatore you’ve been so welcoming and caring I can’t help but feel excited to start.”

“I’m pleased to hear that.” He said with humility. Stefan was quite grateful she was going to be working here, ‘I wish we could find more people like her kind and caring, I’m just thankful she is here,’ ‘I’m very grateful I got this job, I have a good feeling about this job,’ They both simultaneously smile to themselves wrapped up in their own thoughts that was until the elevator dinged and they were back at the first floor. Elena jerked a little, Stefan looked over at her worry spread across his face. “Are you alright?" He asked, with panic in his voice. He placed his hand on her shoulder.

“Sorry, I was too wrapped up in my thoughts.” Elena placed her hand on her chest, trying to regain her composure. He smiled at her researingly and she smiled back feeling a sense of warmth fill her chest.

He turned to look back at her as he led her to her desk. “Here we are Ms.Gilbert.”

“Thank You Mr.Salvatore for your help,” She replied politely.

“Anytime Ms.Gilbert let me know if you need anything at all.”

“I will, Thank You Mr.Salvatore.” Elena said, and Stefan walked away heading toward the elevator, planning to go back to his office. Elena watched as Stefan a sigh escaped her lips, she must have felt a tinge of blush come across her face as she turned away and started to focus on settling in her new desk area.

Just as she sat down someone came up to her, It was a woman. Elena asked, “How can I help you?”

The woman was timid but still spoke up “I-I was wondering if I could schedule a meeting with M-mr.Salvatore I’m one of his clients.” She said, shakily.

“Of course,” Elena looked at the calendar behind her and noticed July 7th was open for meetings. She grabbed a pen and wrote ‘Meeting with-’

“What’s your name ma’am?”

“My n-name is Alexia Branson.” Elena wrote her name on the calendar, “You're all set Ms.Branson, give us a call if you need anything.” She smiled warmly at the women and she thought to herself ‘I have a great feeling about this.’ She smiled to herself as she watched the lady leave and she went back to work.

@queenofstelena / @wiidestdrearms

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mysimsloveaffair · 2 months

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Aunt Lia and Uncle Stef own a restaurant nearby called Jamila’s Place. I promised myself I’d check it out if I were ever in town; this is my chance. I approach the host.

Wade: Hello. I want a table for two, please.

Host: Your name?

Wade: Uh, it’s Wade - Wade Banks.

The host checks his list.

Wade: I didn’t make a reservation or anything.

The host points to his tablet.

Host: But you’re here on my VIP list - Wade Banks.

Wade: Oh, Aunt Lia must have added me.

Host: Please follow me —

Maia and I follow him to a lovely table near a window.

Wade: This is my Aunt and Uncle’s restaurant. Order anything you want.

Maia: They own this restaurant too? It’s so beautiful.

I remember Maia talking about how much she likes to cook.

Wade: Could you see yourself owning a restaurant in the future?

Maia: Not really. A food stand is good enough for me.

She glances at the menu, and I can almost see her grimace at the prices.

Maia: We could never have afforded to eat at a restaurant like this when I was growing up. A food stand would allow me to keep the prices low and make it accessible to more people.

Wade: That’s a noble thing to do.

#banks day 21.4 #sims #sims 4 #TS4 gameplay #TS4 legacy #black simblr #brindleton bay #banks fam #bankgen4

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stefsimz · 1 day

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Hello Stef, can you tell me where the dresser/changing table, crib and shelves from this post are from? Thank you so much.

https://www.tumblr.com/stefsimz/749211904111788033/matildas-nursery-%E0%B1%A8%E0%A7%8E

hi! I've linked the changing table and crib here, the shevles can be found here and here (:

#wcif #stefsimz

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emphasisonthehomo · 2 months

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I know, I know I’m supposed to ask, like, Serious Questions but. I’m still not over Stef having to *google* Hello Kitty.

I am not going to be ok when Stef and Grace finally get to interact in person. I can’t wait. Feel free to go off about their potential relationship if you want!

Lmao, you can ask whatever questions you want, about whichever of my fics you want to talk about tbh.

Stef's a millennial, but she grew up sporty and deeply closeted, so she has a vague idea from Mary for what Hello Kitty is. She isn't aware of the larger Sanrio catalogue of characters though. (My Melody? What about your Melody?) To her credit, she could probably pick Hello Kitty out of a lineup of other white kitty cats. She's mostly writing "google Hello Kitty" to fuck with Danny, and he takes the bait hook line and sinker just like he does every thing else.

Stef is also going to be just. So Starry Eyed over Grace. Because that's!!! Gracie!!! She's heard so much about Gracie!!! She won't be able to play too much with Grace in the water though, because her piercings are still healing, rip. And then Danny's gonna be all up in his dad feelings about Stef and his daughter interacting.

#aron’s fic #t4t mcdanno

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raye-sim · 8 months

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small joys

mari came to visit for the new season of game of sims.

andreas' teenage half-sister sage turned up on their doorstep after running away from home. they let her stay for a couple days and he got to get to know her since they didn't grow up together. turns out, they are two peas in a pod.

stef and milo became companions! all of those jogs are quite a bonding experience.

billie can now run. terrifying.

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jrueships · 5 months

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😭😭 hes such a little diva bitch

#tbh. me #like aw great thanks for touching me man now i gotta go scrub my skin off #hes so effortlessly hilarious. no wonder josh is in love with him #that aghasted look from 'crime' to 'criminal'#his split second prissy little hand on hip #'josh... this ZEBRA STRIPED SERVANT! ..just ACCOSTED me !!!'#GET. HIM. ASS .#nobut he did not have to pull his arm down like it's a railroad crossin sign ure not gonna abide to so now ure splattered across the tracks #if stef doesnt want a guard he bowling pin flipped on top of him touching him #he does NOT want u GRABBING him HELLO??#U ARE NOT BUFF ENOUGH 4 THAT!!!!#hands off the princess pal 😾#yall dont be doing a good enough job to have those kinds of privileges buddy #back UP #diggs

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anewkindofme · 2 months

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Hello, is your fellow gremlin coming with brain rots!

When I first heard Damon’s line

"Because you're my brother, and I love you. And there's nothing you could ever do to change that."

I instantly thought of Sam’s line at the end of season two

“You're my big brother. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.”

And it makes me want to cry- They’re both brothers who have unconditionally love for their siblings no matter how strain their relationship gets (vice versa with all four them) and the similarities with the lines absolutely breaks me- I want to lock the four of them in a room and never let them go.

I’ve always thought that is the Salvatore’s weren’t vampires or the Winchester’s hunters, they’d get along great- I can imagine Damon and Dean gushing about their little brothers, sharing a drink while Sam and Stefan are embarrassed in a corner talking about their favorite books or sharing random facts.

Anyway- just random thoughts- I should be paying attention to class but scrolling through tumblr is more fun- have a good day my friend

Ahhh!! Thank you for sharing this!

I agree, these two families parallel so much! Hayley says this about the Mikaelson brothers but I think it applies to the Winchester and Salvatores too: “They hurt each other more than anyone else in the entire world but they are vicious when it comes to protecting each other.” No matter what happens, they’ll always come back to one another and be there.

I know that Damon scene is controversial because people feel he should be the one to apologize and I do agree he has a lot to apologize for, but I also think Stefan needed to hear that. Not just that he was forgiven but that Damon still loved him after what he did. Damon had never really said that before, after everything went down. Stefan needed to hear that Damon will never stop loving him, no matter how far he sinks off the deep end. Because that’s what being a big brother is: loving your baby brother unconditionally.

I would’ve loved to see them connect and bond! Damon and Dean would get up to so much trouble while simultaneously embarrassing their baby brothers haha. Like just Dean calling Sam “Sammy” and Damon calling Stefan “Stef”. Both teasing them for being pretty boys and baby nerds. I could even see everyone calling Stefan “the baby” because he may be technically older than Sam & Dean, he’s still stuck as a teenager.

It’d be so cute!!

#defan #deansam #dean winchester #sam winchester #stefan salvatore #damon salvatore #spn #supernatural #tvdu #tvd #the vampire diaries #thefandomchaos #asked and answered

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crimsonlyinglilly · 1 month

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Familiar Faces - Admissions, dealing and confrontations. Part 2

Summary: Elijah Gilbert has been haunted by dreams of other lives as long as he remembers, but now with the appearance of the Salvatore brother he may finally get some answers.

Sorry, it's been a while and each chapter is getting longer.

Also flash backs always trip me up.

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Damon grimaced as he looked at the bodies around him.

“Please try not to kill them.” Elijah had asked.

He looked at the collection of dead Junkies around him, request failed, at least he had only told Elijah he’d try but clearly all the blame for this was on Stefan.

Who had locked him away to stave.

To miss out of Elijah’s life.

Who had lied about Elijah’s death.

Who had killed Elijah in the first place.

And then went to Damon to get him to turn.

Elijah had been dead before he had taken his first taste of human blood and damned himself, although he couldn't stay angry about that now as it gave him a chance to help Elijah in a way he hadn’t during their life.

Fixing his episodes, getting to watch him grow healthy, to get to live a life without waiting for his illness to finally take him.

Still before he could get to that he had a mess to clear up then he could returned to the boarding house, where he’d likely be facing two judgemental little brothers but that was fine since they were alive to be angry at him.

The fire light reflected off his hand reminded him, he called Stefan.

Hello? Stef’s voice greeted him as he picked up

“I want my ring.” He told him still a little angry after the discovery that he had killed Elijah to bother with the niceties.

“Where are you?”

“I'm at the sizzler. I had the buffet.” he explained, moving his torch to light more of the bodies “Where's my ring?”

I don't have it. Where are you? What have you done?

“Noo,” he drawled “what have you done? You're the one that locked me in the basement and starved me, so whatever I've done, whoever I've sucked dry is on you, buddy.”

Even after Elijah asked.

“Thought it was better than feeding from him,” he replied, "unlike someone.” He was pleased to hear a choked sound of guilt or pain either way it was a reaction however Stefan smothered it too soon and returned to lecturing him.

“You're being careless. How many more animal attacks is this town gonna believe, huh?

“I know how to cover my tracks, Stefan.” he snapped back, annoyed, “Where's my ring?”

I'll get it back, but I need time.

“What, did you FedEx it to Rome?! Where is it? I want my ring, Stefan, or I’ll get Elijah to make me a new one”

"Leave him out of this."

“He offered, like the good little brother he is” he taunted, “I could even visit Elena after.”

“I already want you dead. Don't give me another reason to make it happen.” Stefan’s could almost be serious.

“Don't give me another reason to rip you apart.”

Yeah? Is that gonna be before or after you get your ring back?

“Just get it.” he ended the call before he heard anymore of his brother’s voice. He didn’t really want to get Elijah to make him one, Elijah hadn’t sounded particularly happy while talking about his magic earlier and besides it was his ring.

He was almost finished pouring the alcohol over the last corpse when it coughed, he stared until he recognized the girl.

Vicki Donovan.

She passed out again quickly afterwards.

"You're going to have to be more careful." he told the unconscious girl, "Pretty sure Elijah would be pissed at me if you died."

There were pictures of Elijah and Elena with the Donovan boy in the Gilbert living room, Elijah was closer to the age Damon remembered him as in it, the age he died at, that had to mean they were somewhat close to older Donovan.

Vicki Donavan’s luck must suck to place her in his path twice.

Well at least it gave him someone to keep him occupied until Stefan returned his ring, Damon’s pretty sure looking though Elijah’s past lives in his current mood wouldn’t do his self control any good and he was meant to be trying for Elijah.

—-

Stefan stared at his phone, Damon was going to end up back at the house where Zach was alone, he should go back but there was a risk that Damon would keep his threat and come here once he found out Elijah had left.

So he stayed outside the Gilbert house.

He had watched as Elena helped his-their-her- Elijah from the car into the house and was surprised to hear them climb the stairs together when he knew Elijah’s room was on the ground floor.

Then he was reminded of the times in the aftermath of Eli’s Episodes when his nightmares would be worse and Damon had snuck Elijah into one of their rooms despite their father’s anger.

So he understood as he watched Elena place Elijah on the bed and cross the room to climb into the other side and cover them, watched as she stared at his sleeping face the way he remembered doing memorising for the time he was sure he would lose him.

Her text arranging a meeting at a café for the next day that had come moments later before she fell asleep was still sitting on his phone screen, behind the notification of the ended call.

As much as he wanted to keep her safe from the knowledge and horrors that came with it she would be safer if she knew more and with whatever was the cause of Elijah’s episodes and memories, likely supernatural she was already involved.

He sent a reply agreeing to her meeting and settled in to watch until sunrise.

By then his brother would be trapped for the day and he’d have the day to plan of what he was going to do.

—-

He finished quickly after that and brought Vicki home with him to find a lack of living teenage brother, he could smell their was only one human in the house, so he dropped the girl on the couch and went to find ‘Uncle Zach’

“Where’s Elijah?” he asked after he found Zach back in the library still going through the papers, he looked exhausted.

“He’s gone home.” the man replied without looking up.

“I thought he was staying.” He said settling against the arch, he was very sure that Elijah had arranged it with his aunt.

“His sister arrived, she found out.” Zach shrugged, still refusing to look up, and Damon realised he was copying parts of Elijah’s notes from one of the older lives.

“Found out?” he asked, eyeing the collection of paper; notes, journals and old photos spread out across the table. “About you-” Zach said finally looking up, the man somehow looked more tired than he had when Damon had left “Vampires and Elijah’s dreams.”

“Huh,” he let out before asking, “didn’t take it well?”

“Well enough, considering,” Zach shrugged, “Elijah agreed to explain to her and they left.”

“And you returned to being the busy little bee.” he mocked, Damon was torn between missing the underlying tension of fear Zach always carried around him or relieved someone was able to deal with Elijah’s past thoughtfully, all Damon saw was the lives Elijah had lived and suffered through while Damon and Stefan were out living their lives.

“We have nothing but Elijah’s notes on this side of the table.” he explained, Damon had to agree with the that, Salvatore side despite its few empty places looked filled compared to the other.

“So look up through the Gilbert records.” he shrugged

“I have, and the Sommers.” The human shook his head, right because Zach had been aware something was wrong with Elijah Gilbert for years. “Miranda wasn’t pregnant.” he added.

He blinked at the news.

“The twins are adopted.” He said as he put the picture together, before asking “So what's your plan?”

For all he wasn’t going to work with Zach, he might as well keep track of what the other was doing, the more information would be useful when Damon found a witch he could trust with this and Elijah.

“I’m going out in the morning to search for more information using some of the names and things EJ managed to write down.” the man explained before wincing as he noticed his slip up.

“Great, I got the house to myself.” he mockingly cheered, Zach looked up with confusion before his eyes moved to Damon’s hands.

“Because your ring.”

“Guessing you don’t know where that brother of mine hid it, do you?” he asked, smiling.

“No-” Zach started,

“And you wouldn’t tell me if you did.” he finished for him as he left the library, he had to hide Miss Vicki so Zach wouldn’t see her and they could party until Stefan returned with his ring.

—

Elena was doing this for Caroline and Vicki who had been hurt, for the people who had died, for Elijah who wouldn’t tell her everything in trying to protect her, for herself because she needed to know so she could protect the people she loved.

Still even knowing what Stefan was, she trusted him, believed him when he said he didn’t want to hurt her, so she left Elijah sleeping in her bed.

Proof he had pushed himself too soon after a episode, otherwise he would have woken up while she was getting ready and left to meet Stefan at the Grill.

She had explained to Jeremy before she left, trusting their little brother would be able to keep Elijah at home and from doing anything too much for him.

“You said you would explain everything. That's why I asked you to meet me here. When you Google "vampire" you get a world of fiction. What's the reality?” She starts facing Stefan in a well lit public place. She might trust him despite herself but she wasn’t a complete fool.

she‘d get information on vampires and then Elijah’s problems.

“I can tell you whatever you wanna know.” he replies, it’s a start.

—

“Elena...Give me today. I will answer any questions that you have, and when it's over, you can decide for yourself what you wanna do with what you know. It'll be your choice.” Stefan had said and she had followed him off alone.

Maybe she wasn’t being as safe as she should be a voice that sounded a lot like her twin sighed at her from her mind.

—-

“What’s up with your hand?” Liz asked as she noticed the bandage wrapped around Logan’s hand, it was a nice distraction from the likely mess she was going to see when she uncovered the bodies.

“Gilbert’s hell beast.” he told her as he held his hand up, pulling the sleeve down to reveal more bandages around his arm

“What?” She asked flatly, however understanding slowly dawned on her.

While the Gilbert children had stayed with her after Grayson and Miranda’s deaths, Elijah had gone back to the house repeatedly to check and feed his cats.

When she had asked why he hadn’t brought them with him, Jeremy and Caroline had laughed, which had been a relief as it was the first laugh she had seen from the youngest, while Elena and apologised that they couldn’t do that to her or her house.

Caroline had later explained that one of Elijah's cats was half feral to anyone that wasn’t Elijah.

“While I was searching the house for the watch, I opened one of the downstairs rooms and this black and white beast attached itself to me.” he explained,

“You didn’t hurt it.” She asked, she remember Miranda telling her that the cats had become a help to Elijah during his episodes; the last thing he needed was losing one of them so soon after his parents.

“No.” he snapped, apparently annoyed by her concern, “it let go as soon as I started to take it out of the room and I shut the door. Thankfully the watch wasn’t in that room.”

“You got it.” she asked.

“Yes” he told her and she felt herself calm slightly.

“Good.” she said hopefully they could track down the monster and deal with it before anymore people got hurt. She missed Grayson, he had more experience with these things.

—-

Elijah is woken up by a knock at the door, it takes him a moment of disorientation as he sat up to find himself in his sister’s room instead of his own, before his mind catches up with everything that had happened since he had left for the Salvatore boarding house the day before.

The fact he was waking up alone in Elena’s room with the sun already up hit him.

“Where’s-” he blinked at a concerned look on Jeremy’s face as he stood hoovering in the doorway, his mug in his hands. “Are you okay, Jeremy?”

He’d worry about Elena later, he knows she would understand putting Jeremy first.

Jeremy snorted but took the question as permission to enter and hand him the mug.

The tea is a little too pale for his taste but given both his siblings and aunt prefer coffee he’d take any attempt.

“You always do that, push yourself then worry over us instead of taking care of yourself.” he complained as he sat heavily on the bed, leaning against Elijah’s legs.

“One day I'll learn my lesson.” he joked, it failed to lift the frown from brother’s face, “what’s the time?” he sighed.

“Just after noon.”

“And no one woke me.”

“Why, you got a meeting?” Jeremey shot back, “the fact you slept this late clearly means you needed it.”

He bit back a comment about it being his health to worry about since that never worked, instead turned it back to Jeremy.

“So what’s bothering you enough to bring me tea?” he asked,

“Can’t I just be worried over my idiot brother?” his brother shot back with a speck of guilt that likely would have been missed if he was any else but his siblings.

“Not with tea you can’t.” he told him, with a reassuring smile, after several moment of silence he added ”So are you going to tell me what’s bothering you? and where’s Vicki th-” he started since she had mostly been at Jeremy’s side since he had woken up from the episode.

“Have you touched dad’s watch?” The unexpected question interrupted him.

“No, last I saw it you had it.” he had agreed with Elena at giving it to Jeremy over a pointless show at the Lockwood's, it was theirs and he wanted Jeremy to have it, Dad had always planned on passing it to Jeremy, Elijah had had enough talks about it trying to reassure dad he understood “Have you lost it?”

“No i-” Jeremy cut himself off with an angry look. “No i left it in my room.”

“Then who's been in your room?” he asked

“Vicki.” Jeremy sighed before adding more slightly hesitantly “and Aunt Jenna’s guy”

“The slimeball- er Logan right?” he corrected himself before adding with slightly more concern “Why was he in your room?”

That at least managed to put a smile on his brother’s face which Elijah would take as a win, even if he wasn’t sure why.

“He wasn’t. I don’t know,” Jeremy replied shrugging “I found him walking around up here last night. After he accidently walked into your room.” Jeremy explained,

“My room?” he blinked, suddenly worried he would find it a mess.

“Luci left marks.” Jeremy smirked, Luci had gotten used to Aunt Jenna quickly compared to everyone else but there was a reason he had to stay in Elijah room when he wasn't home, he attacked everyone other than family otherwise and he only listened to Elijah.

Jeremy spoke again before Elijah could ask “I checked on him, he’s alright.” he might be a large beast happy to use teeth and claws but he was still a cat and he forgot that made him the smaller fighter.

The smirk vanished when Jeremy suddenly asked

“You don’t think Vicki would have taken it.”

“No.” he shook his head, he refused the thought they had known her since they were kids, she wouldn’t steal something that important from them and he’s sure her feelings for Jeremy were real.

Another part of him knew how desperate someone could get for a fix, but Vicki wasn’t that far gone, she still had other ways to get her supply.

Vicki still saw beyond the drugs, Elijah remembered getting to the point where all he cared about was his next fix, to escape the nightmares and the real world.

Remembered where that had ended.

That wasn’t Vicki.

But Logan Fell, a member of the foundering families, who had already been oddly interested in the watch.

Mrs Lockwood should have left it as soon as Elena apologised for not finding it but instead she had asked Elijah at the party itself, had called to follow up on it afterwards when there wasn’t a need for it. The founding Council had to know the watch belonged to the firstborn sons of the Gilbert family, it wouldn’t be a stretch for them to think he had kept it back.

And it was just poor luck that Jeremy’s room, both had the watch and didn’t have a fearsome beast protecting it.

Elijah frowned the watch coming to his mind clearly, why were they so persistent, he wondered if Zach knew but for all the Salvatore were a founding family, he remembered being there for it, Zach wasn’t part of the current council.

Why?

Great, a mystery that didn’t involve him, he could solve it without the risk of facing existential dread.

---

He had managed to get down stairs without Jeremy hovering, after downing the lukewarm tea and released Luci and Kit to feed them smiling at their loud complaints a at being unjustly confined, Luci had apparently cleaned himself of any evidence of the suspected mauling.

He left them to feed, while he went through his dad’s phone book to find Zach’s mobile number something he hadn’t thought to get yesterday too excited by the chance of solving his- everything, of speaking to all out loud and being believed, they were right he had to admit he had pushed himself to far, but he hadn’t done it on purpose he had truly forgotten it, in the rush of being believed.

He found the number and quickly added it into his phone, under Brother- Zach, before calling he had something he needed to ask, another thing beside his health he had forgotten in the rush of being believed.

He wanted to keep the details of his life before EJ hidden, he didn’t didn’t really want the details of that life and what he had done as Elias, he wanted others to know even less.

----

Zach is ignoring his instincts screaming at him for leaving Damon unwatched since he had returned last night, Damon should have been enraged at them for locking him up to starve, for taking his ring and yet he had been polite for Damon, strangely so. It wasn’t until after he had left the night before that Zach had noticed they had a conversation with any threat in it at all.

It seemed Damon meant his word when he promised Elijah not to harm him, it was strange to think that he could be trusted at all when the only thing Zach had known of Damon is entire life was that he brought death and dread in his wake, but he had seen the photos the way Damon had looked at his brothers in the few of them, the way tiny Sickly Elijah leaned into him like he was the sun in them.

He’s not thinking about how things could have changed if Damon had visited in his childhood before EJ had been sent away, maybe he could have helped Elijah before he was locked away.

None of that mattered now, EJ killed himself to escape the hospital Zach had left him in and now somehow Elijah was remembered and didn’t hate him.

So he ignored his instincts to watch his vampiric ancestor and decided to also take part in the unspoken truce.

Damon was Stefan’s issue to deal with, Zach was going to work on helping his own cousin-brother-former brother, EJ.

He paused slightly as his phone rang suddenly, taking in the unknown number before he answered, sending an apologetic look towards the people around him that had jumped at the sudden noise.

“Zach?” Came a hesitant voice.

“Elijah.” he answered and smothered the memory of the first time Elijah had called him from the hospital back when he was a child that still wondered when he could come home, before Elijah had re-made himself EJ, bright, carefree and confident.

“Where are you?” Elijah asked

“At the public library, i was checking some thing i noticed from one of you older- lives” he answered, confused, if Elijah was at the house Damon would have told him unless Elijah didn’t trust Damon which would make Zach slightly more comfortable, but he didn’t think that was true given the way the pair had looked at each other.

“What do you mean?”

“You mentioned Bulgarian, Irish and Italian immigrants,” he explained looking back at his notes “i’m looking to find any places many of them could be found matching the dates we worked out.”

“Found anything?”

“A few places.” he replied but it was only the basics he didn’t want to get Elijah hopes up until he was sure they led to anything, “Why did you call?

Elijah hesitated, Zach could almost hear him biting his lip, unlike the many times before the hesitation wasn’t accompanied by the sound of EJ fiddling with the patient uniform. No doubt because his current clothes are aren’t the cheap hospital clothes. He remembered Elijah’s joy at the oversized jumpers he used to give him on his last few birthdays and Christmases.

“EJ” he called softly with a sigh,

“Can you hide my life before EJ?”

“Why?” he asked, talking over the lump in his throat, what was bad enough for him to ask that. He had read the earliest memories from the Elijah’s notes, unconnected massacres and bloodbath, yet the life before EJ he wanted to keep hidden Elijah’s own words ‘it was too much as a kid’ and ‘Tortured to death by a vampire with a grudge.’ said completely without the horror it should have had.

I don’t want to think about it and i don’t want anyone to read it and see-

“If we don’t then how can we see if it helps.” he hated saying the words, even more when he heard the angry hiss as Elijah let out his breath. He couldn’t deny he also wanted to know why the little boy that used to follow him around the house as a child was apparently doomed before he was born, as much as he was going to regret it he wanted to know if there truly was nothing he could have done.

There was also the fact that if the vampire that had tortured him to death knew his first life-

“Just you.” Elijah voice pulled him out of his thought before they could go too far “You deserve a right to it as it affected you- your life with a mentally unstable-

“Elijah. It wasn’t your fault.” he told him, cutting the boy off before blamed himself anymore.

Nothing he’d read so far could be blamed on Elijah, just circumstances pushing him, like the orderly in the hospital. Elijah was always going to be the little boy that reached for his hand and insisted in sharing his presents, who had mistaken Mason Lockwood for a girl when they were introduced during the few founding family Elijah had gone to.

“Maybe you can say that after you read what i was like in that life. Sorry i-

“I’ll lock it away once I get back, so no one else can read it and no matter what I read, it won't be your fault, none of this is.” he explained and ignored how much the final words echoed the ones he once told a shocked traumatised pre-teen EJ, after he realised what he had done to the orderly.

It hadn’t helped then either.

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