TVD: Various Pairings
Title: Enjoy
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Klaus/Stefan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: It's through Klaus that he learns what it means to travel in the darkness again.
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for mary_greenman.
Klaus trails a finger down Stefan’s blood stained cheek as an amused grin twists upon his face.
“You are much more fun when you’re like this,” Klaus comments while his finger now runs over the blood stained lips.
Stefan grimaces slightly and looks down, his eyes filling with shame briefly.
“Ah, ah, ah, no need for that. You should never be ashamed of what you are. You’re lovely,” Klaus whispers in an almost soothing voice before leaning in to kiss Stefan.
Stefan stiffens at first then gives in. He always gives in. Klaus’s mouth is warm and claiming, reminding Stefan of his place. Stefan hates to admit that he enjoys it. He enjoys what he is turning into. He enjoys the feeling of warm blood sliding down his throat. He enjoys the screams and the terrified look in his victim’s eyes. He enjoys Klaus’s hearty laugh and pat on the back for a job well done. He knows everyone back in Mystic Falls will hate him now and in a way, he enjoys that too.
Title: Stay
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Caroline/Alaric
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: Her mother actually wasn't ok with her
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for steph0202.
Alaric gripped the stake in his hand before opening the door. Caroline reeled back slightly with tears in her eyes. Alaric relaxed and sighed before quickly getting rid of the stake. He merely opened his arms. The blonde is in them in a flash. Caroline tried to form words, but they just came out in broken sobs.
“Shhh, we can talk when you’re a little more calm,” Alaric said then guided her over to the couch he had just been sleeping on.
His fingers brushed soothingly over her tangled waves of golden hair while her tears soaked his shirt.
“She told me to leave. She said she wouldn’t harm me or my friends, but she didn’t want me living in the same house as her,” Caroline said when she finally raised her head.
“Oh Caroline, I am so sorry,” Alaric said. His thumbs brushed away her tears. A big part of him wanted to march down to Liz’s and punch her square in the face before screaming at her that she should be thankful that her daughter is alive. Liz has a family and she’s just throwing it away. That bitch.
“C…can…I mean…it’s alright if…I s…stay,” Caroline stammered.
“Of course you can stay. I doubt Elena and Jeremy are going to kick you out,” Alaric said firmly.
There’s a hint of that sweet little smile on her face and she leaned back against him, her arms wrapping around his waist. Alaric rested his chin on top of her head.
Elena returned home an hour later, exhausted from the past week’s events. Damon isn’t far behind because he doesn’t want to be alone in that house. Elena walked into the dark living room and peered down at a passed out Alaric with Caroline on top of him. Damon raised an eyebrow at the scene but silently picked up a blanket to drape over them. Elena gave him a little smile before taking his hand.
Title: To The End
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Klaus/Elena
Rating: PG-13 (violence/dark)
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: Break and remake her in his image
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for wigbee71583.
Her screams turned raw until she had no voice left. Blood caked beneath her fingernails and stained her clothes. Dead. Everyone was dead. He had killed them all. Elena raised her hands to cover her face because wherever she turned to look, all she could see was the severed heads of her family, friends and lovers.
“I always win, Elena,” Klaus replied before he lifted her with ease and carried her over his shoulder.
Oh, she fought in the beginning. Elena Gilbert would never give up without a good fight. There were bruises and broken bones. So much blood. The sight of it didn’t bother her anymore. She stopped screaming after awhile.
She had already died once. She didn’t see the big deal in doing it a second time. She wasn’t Elena Gilbert anymore.
She turned off the emotions. She no longer felt sympathy when she ripped out her victim’s throat. Klaus would chuckle and applaud. He had turned her into what he wanted. A cold, heartless monster to keep him company for the rest of eternity.
Title: I’m So Addited
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Stefan/Bonnie, Klaus
Rating: R (violence, blood)
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: Witch's blood can become an addiction
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for irishcookie.
The spell she had cast to save Jeremy’s life had weakened her powers significantly. Which is why she never sensed them coming. Which is why she couldn’t fight them. Which is how she ended up in Stefan’s grasp.
~~
“How does she taste?” Klaus asked. The smell of the witch’s blood was heavy in the air.
“Different…intoxicating,” Stefan replied. Her blood was like nothing he had ever tasted before. Power seeped through it. He went in for another bite.
Bonnie cried out and a soft whimper got stuck in her throat. It felt like he was draining her to the point of death.
“Stefan…now, now. You don’t want to waste it all in one go,” Klaus chided.
Stefan nodded and pushed Bonnie away, her blood covering his face.
“It’s just so good,” Stefan moaned.
“I know, I know. They are a delicacy,” Klaus smiled and clapped him on the back.
~~
“This isn’t who you are, Stefan. You can fight this, I know you can,” Bonnie begged. Stefan had saved her many times and she wanted to repay the favor. She knew he did this to save Damon and if she could convince him to come back to the good side now, she would forgive him for this.
“No! This is who I am, Bonnie! I am a monster!” Stefan roared before yanking her up by her shoulders and sinking his fangs into her throat.
Tears rolled down Bonnie’s cheeks and her nails dug into his shoulders. Once he had his fill, he tossed her against the wall. He watched her crumple into a small heap.
“Please, Stefan,” she whispered.
“Shut up!” he snapped and pressed his hands to his ears. He wanted to drown out her voice.
“I can help you! Let me help you!”
“I said shut up!” Stefan screamed and pulled her back up. He slammed her against the wall over and over until she finally went silent. Bonnie merely blinked as she slid to the floor in pain. He pressed his mouth against the blood splattered wall and licked the liquid up. He crouched in front of Bonnie when he was finished.
“You can’t save me, Bonnie. I’m beyond that now. You should kill me with the first chance you get,” he whispered before leaving.
Title: He’s Not Heavy, He’s My Brother
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Klaus/Damon, Stefan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: how far are you willing to go to save him
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for ceres_wish.
“Don’t,” Stefan said. His eyes plead with his brother’s.
Damon gritted his teeth. It would be easy to walk away now. It would be easy to let Stefan be the bad guy. But Damon remembered what Stefan was like in the early days of their vampire life. He knew how hard Stefan worked to break free of the monster inside. He can’t turn his back on his brother.
“Shut up,” Damon replied and turned his attention back to Klaus. “Whatever you want, I will do. Just let him go.”
“But he’s my new favorite pet,” Klaus smiled. Damon watched shame burn across his brother’s face.
“He’s my brother.” That will always matter to Damon. That will always matter to Stefan. No matter what, they are still blood.
“How far are you willing to go to save him?” Klaus questioned. He won’t make it easy. Damon doesn’t expect him to.
“I will throw myself in the sunlight and burn up for him. That’s how far,” Damon insisted. A smile tugged at the corner of Stefan’s mouth. Damon was always one for the theatrics.
“Then do so,” Klaus replied and gestured toward the window.
Damon removed his ring. “Give it to me,” Klaus ordered and opened his palm. His fist closed around the ring.
Damon swallowed then stepped into the light. Pain began to sear through him and the smell of burning flesh began to fill the air. Stefan closed his eyes and turned from the sight while Klaus chuckled with amusement.
“Enough, enough,” Klaus laughed. “You may step away.”
Damon limped away from the burning light and into a shadowed corner.
“Tend to your brother, Stefan. I need time to think,” Klaus said. He was still in possession of Damon’s ring.
Stefan fetched a blood bag and slowly fed Damon with it.
“You should have stayed away,” Stefan sighed while he watched his brother’s flesh mend.
“Yeah, right,” Damon scoffed.
“Elena’s safer with you now,” Stefan commented. Damon’s eyes flashed.
“That doesn’t mean that I’m the one she loves,” Damon replied.
“I can’t…I can’t let you do this, Damon. God dammit!” Stefan yelled.
“You shut up. Alright? I’m the older brother. It’s my job to protect you,” Damon said with a roll of his eyes.
Stefan punched his brother hard in his still healing arm.
“Ow! What the fuck!” Damon yelped.
“That’s for being a stupid ass,” Stefan smiled. “And thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Damon said and finally met his brother’s gaze.
“Alright, Damon, your brother may go and you may take his place.”
Stefan gave his brother one last look before he left. He mouthed I love you. Damon would cling to those words whenever things got tough.
~~
“We should have met much sooner,” Klaus mused while he dragged his fingers through the blood.
“We would have made a great pair,” Damon smirked through blood stained lips.
“If only you had been born earlier. You would have enjoyed a good massacre,” Klaus laughed.
“Well who says we can’t have one now?”
“I like the way you think.”
Damon found it all too simple to slip back into that role. The bastard. The bad guy. The disappointment. It was him and Klaus for eternity now, so he needed to get used to it.
If you even think of running, I will kill them all and make you watch. Starting with Stefan. The one you saved. Oh yes, you love him more than you let on. Maybe more than is appropriate. I will rip your precious brother apart piece by piece. His death will be slow and agonizing and it will be all your fault if you betray me.
Damon had watched Klaus transform into the wolf. He had watched those powerful jaws rip through flesh like it was nothing.
I’ll move onto Elena next. Oh, I’ll do thinks to her that will make you wish I had snapped her neck. What a lovely little treasure
He allowed Klaus to do whatever he wished. From kisses to sex to torture. Whatever it took to keep them alive.
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Klaus/Stefan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: It's through Klaus that he learns what it means to travel in the darkness again.
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for mary_greenman.
Klaus trails a finger down Stefan’s blood stained cheek as an amused grin twists upon his face.
“You are much more fun when you’re like this,” Klaus comments while his finger now runs over the blood stained lips.
Stefan grimaces slightly and looks down, his eyes filling with shame briefly.
“Ah, ah, ah, no need for that. You should never be ashamed of what you are. You’re lovely,” Klaus whispers in an almost soothing voice before leaning in to kiss Stefan.
Stefan stiffens at first then gives in. He always gives in. Klaus’s mouth is warm and claiming, reminding Stefan of his place. Stefan hates to admit that he enjoys it. He enjoys what he is turning into. He enjoys the feeling of warm blood sliding down his throat. He enjoys the screams and the terrified look in his victim’s eyes. He enjoys Klaus’s hearty laugh and pat on the back for a job well done. He knows everyone back in Mystic Falls will hate him now and in a way, he enjoys that too.
Title: Stay
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Caroline/Alaric
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: Her mother actually wasn't ok with her
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for steph0202.
Alaric gripped the stake in his hand before opening the door. Caroline reeled back slightly with tears in her eyes. Alaric relaxed and sighed before quickly getting rid of the stake. He merely opened his arms. The blonde is in them in a flash. Caroline tried to form words, but they just came out in broken sobs.
“Shhh, we can talk when you’re a little more calm,” Alaric said then guided her over to the couch he had just been sleeping on.
His fingers brushed soothingly over her tangled waves of golden hair while her tears soaked his shirt.
“She told me to leave. She said she wouldn’t harm me or my friends, but she didn’t want me living in the same house as her,” Caroline said when she finally raised her head.
“Oh Caroline, I am so sorry,” Alaric said. His thumbs brushed away her tears. A big part of him wanted to march down to Liz’s and punch her square in the face before screaming at her that she should be thankful that her daughter is alive. Liz has a family and she’s just throwing it away. That bitch.
“C…can…I mean…it’s alright if…I s…stay,” Caroline stammered.
“Of course you can stay. I doubt Elena and Jeremy are going to kick you out,” Alaric said firmly.
There’s a hint of that sweet little smile on her face and she leaned back against him, her arms wrapping around his waist. Alaric rested his chin on top of her head.
Elena returned home an hour later, exhausted from the past week’s events. Damon isn’t far behind because he doesn’t want to be alone in that house. Elena walked into the dark living room and peered down at a passed out Alaric with Caroline on top of him. Damon raised an eyebrow at the scene but silently picked up a blanket to drape over them. Elena gave him a little smile before taking his hand.
Title: To The End
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Klaus/Elena
Rating: PG-13 (violence/dark)
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: Break and remake her in his image
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for wigbee71583.
Her screams turned raw until she had no voice left. Blood caked beneath her fingernails and stained her clothes. Dead. Everyone was dead. He had killed them all. Elena raised her hands to cover her face because wherever she turned to look, all she could see was the severed heads of her family, friends and lovers.
“I always win, Elena,” Klaus replied before he lifted her with ease and carried her over his shoulder.
Oh, she fought in the beginning. Elena Gilbert would never give up without a good fight. There were bruises and broken bones. So much blood. The sight of it didn’t bother her anymore. She stopped screaming after awhile.
She had already died once. She didn’t see the big deal in doing it a second time. She wasn’t Elena Gilbert anymore.
She turned off the emotions. She no longer felt sympathy when she ripped out her victim’s throat. Klaus would chuckle and applaud. He had turned her into what he wanted. A cold, heartless monster to keep him company for the rest of eternity.
Title: I’m So Addited
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Stefan/Bonnie, Klaus
Rating: R (violence, blood)
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: Witch's blood can become an addiction
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for irishcookie.
The spell she had cast to save Jeremy’s life had weakened her powers significantly. Which is why she never sensed them coming. Which is why she couldn’t fight them. Which is how she ended up in Stefan’s grasp.
~~
“How does she taste?” Klaus asked. The smell of the witch’s blood was heavy in the air.
“Different…intoxicating,” Stefan replied. Her blood was like nothing he had ever tasted before. Power seeped through it. He went in for another bite.
Bonnie cried out and a soft whimper got stuck in her throat. It felt like he was draining her to the point of death.
“Stefan…now, now. You don’t want to waste it all in one go,” Klaus chided.
Stefan nodded and pushed Bonnie away, her blood covering his face.
“It’s just so good,” Stefan moaned.
“I know, I know. They are a delicacy,” Klaus smiled and clapped him on the back.
~~
“This isn’t who you are, Stefan. You can fight this, I know you can,” Bonnie begged. Stefan had saved her many times and she wanted to repay the favor. She knew he did this to save Damon and if she could convince him to come back to the good side now, she would forgive him for this.
“No! This is who I am, Bonnie! I am a monster!” Stefan roared before yanking her up by her shoulders and sinking his fangs into her throat.
Tears rolled down Bonnie’s cheeks and her nails dug into his shoulders. Once he had his fill, he tossed her against the wall. He watched her crumple into a small heap.
“Please, Stefan,” she whispered.
“Shut up!” he snapped and pressed his hands to his ears. He wanted to drown out her voice.
“I can help you! Let me help you!”
“I said shut up!” Stefan screamed and pulled her back up. He slammed her against the wall over and over until she finally went silent. Bonnie merely blinked as she slid to the floor in pain. He pressed his mouth against the blood splattered wall and licked the liquid up. He crouched in front of Bonnie when he was finished.
“You can’t save me, Bonnie. I’m beyond that now. You should kill me with the first chance you get,” he whispered before leaving.
Title: He’s Not Heavy, He’s My Brother
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Klaus/Damon, Stefan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Summary: how far are you willing to go to save him
Author's Notes: Written for The Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 2 for ceres_wish.
“Don’t,” Stefan said. His eyes plead with his brother’s.
Damon gritted his teeth. It would be easy to walk away now. It would be easy to let Stefan be the bad guy. But Damon remembered what Stefan was like in the early days of their vampire life. He knew how hard Stefan worked to break free of the monster inside. He can’t turn his back on his brother.
“Shut up,” Damon replied and turned his attention back to Klaus. “Whatever you want, I will do. Just let him go.”
“But he’s my new favorite pet,” Klaus smiled. Damon watched shame burn across his brother’s face.
“He’s my brother.” That will always matter to Damon. That will always matter to Stefan. No matter what, they are still blood.
“How far are you willing to go to save him?” Klaus questioned. He won’t make it easy. Damon doesn’t expect him to.
“I will throw myself in the sunlight and burn up for him. That’s how far,” Damon insisted. A smile tugged at the corner of Stefan’s mouth. Damon was always one for the theatrics.
“Then do so,” Klaus replied and gestured toward the window.
Damon removed his ring. “Give it to me,” Klaus ordered and opened his palm. His fist closed around the ring.
Damon swallowed then stepped into the light. Pain began to sear through him and the smell of burning flesh began to fill the air. Stefan closed his eyes and turned from the sight while Klaus chuckled with amusement.
“Enough, enough,” Klaus laughed. “You may step away.”
Damon limped away from the burning light and into a shadowed corner.
“Tend to your brother, Stefan. I need time to think,” Klaus said. He was still in possession of Damon’s ring.
Stefan fetched a blood bag and slowly fed Damon with it.
“You should have stayed away,” Stefan sighed while he watched his brother’s flesh mend.
“Yeah, right,” Damon scoffed.
“Elena’s safer with you now,” Stefan commented. Damon’s eyes flashed.
“That doesn’t mean that I’m the one she loves,” Damon replied.
“I can’t…I can’t let you do this, Damon. God dammit!” Stefan yelled.
“You shut up. Alright? I’m the older brother. It’s my job to protect you,” Damon said with a roll of his eyes.
Stefan punched his brother hard in his still healing arm.
“Ow! What the fuck!” Damon yelped.
“That’s for being a stupid ass,” Stefan smiled. “And thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Damon said and finally met his brother’s gaze.
“Alright, Damon, your brother may go and you may take his place.”
Stefan gave his brother one last look before he left. He mouthed I love you. Damon would cling to those words whenever things got tough.
~~
“We should have met much sooner,” Klaus mused while he dragged his fingers through the blood.
“We would have made a great pair,” Damon smirked through blood stained lips.
“If only you had been born earlier. You would have enjoyed a good massacre,” Klaus laughed.
“Well who says we can’t have one now?”
“I like the way you think.”
Damon found it all too simple to slip back into that role. The bastard. The bad guy. The disappointment. It was him and Klaus for eternity now, so he needed to get used to it.
If you even think of running, I will kill them all and make you watch. Starting with Stefan. The one you saved. Oh yes, you love him more than you let on. Maybe more than is appropriate. I will rip your precious brother apart piece by piece. His death will be slow and agonizing and it will be all your fault if you betray me.
Damon had watched Klaus transform into the wolf. He had watched those powerful jaws rip through flesh like it was nothing.
I’ll move onto Elena next. Oh, I’ll do thinks to her that will make you wish I had snapped her neck. What a lovely little treasure
He allowed Klaus to do whatever he wished. From kisses to sex to torture. Whatever it took to keep them alive.