Ray’s face beamed, watching the happiness spread across Amelia’s face. “I’m so glad you like it. I haven’t cooked much while on the waverider. Gideon had everything made for us.”
“I know, but I can’t help but feel bad,” Ray admitted. “I know it’s not my fault, but the guilt still lingers.” His gaze drifted away from Amelia, thinking about the ring he had hidden away. “Oh, no plans. Well, other than going out on a date tomorrow. “
if I like the idea enough, I may very well do it!
Mind Control starters
24 starters | TW: mind control, loss of control, violenceCONTROLLER
- « it won’t hurt a bit. »
- « and now, you are mine. »
- « don’t try to fight back, it’ll only make things worse. »
- « you won’t even remember a thing. it’ll be just like a bad dream. »
- « shhh, calm down. go to sleep. »
- « can’t you just stop screaming for once? it’ll take just a second! »
RESISTANT
- « get out of my head! »
- « make… it… stop… »
- « i swear… i don’t want to do this… »
- « they’re forcing me- this isn’t me! »
- « don’t… hold back-! »
- « please, help me. help me! before it’s too late- »
« i’m running out of time… i don’t know for how long i can fight back- »
SUCCUMBED
- « you should’ve left when you had the chance. »
- « i don’t know you. i respond only to my master. »
- « i’ll do as you wish. »
- « your desire is my command. »
REACTIONS
- « woah, there! are you all right?! »
- « this… doesn’t sound like you at all- »
- « listen to me! focus on me, it’s going to be ok! »
- « i’m gonna make you snap out of it, no matter what it takes. »
- « d-don’t you remember me? we’re friends! »
- « you’ve always been different. »
- « they’ll just drag you down. »
“Damn,” he breathed. “O- Okay,” Ray mumbled, allowing Amelia to lead him. Ray’s mind was racing, and he was totally okay with it.
She got into the car, waiting for him before starting the car. “Where do you want to go?” Amelia looked at him
Ray struggled to find his words as he got in the car. “My place? Yours? You can decide.” He clicked his seatbelt into place and gazed over at Amelia. His Amelia. “I think I might have already told you this, but you’re gorgeous.”
“I just know, Anthony. My name is Elena Gilbert. You’re my little brother. By two minutes. You were kidnapped when we were little. I have our birth certificates at home.” Elena paused, realizing that was a lot of information. Her heart raced as she watched for a reaction from the man. “You’re my twin, Anthony.”
“I-I mean yea we do look a lot a like but as for any relation I don’t know..perhaps you could show me the certificate cause this all sounds like some crazy shit Elena…I-I-I’m waiting for my brothers to call um…they are off doing something and they have me worried “ Anthony said nervously clearing his throat tapping his fingers trying to keep himself in check not wanting to loose control of his powers.
Elena was biting the inside of her lip – a nervous habit she really needed to knock. “Here. I have them here,” she responded, pulling the folded up papers from her back pocket. “Look, Elena Gilbert and Anthony Gilbert. I have other things at home, like newspaper clippings about the kidnapping. I have a whole crime map. I’ve been haunted by it everyday since you were taken.” Elena began to bite the inside of her lip again while her hands played with a drink stirrer she found on the bar.
Ray smiled from behind the stove. “I’m happily content with you stealing my clothes. Just be glad I don’t steal yours,” he laughed.
“I mean, it’d be nice, but it’s not necessary. It’s important they’re healthy and they’ll be loved no matter what.”
“Oh, that’s for sure.” She nodded, wrapping her blanket around her body, caressing her baby bump with her hand. “The food smells nice.”
“It is your favorite, after all,” Ray smiled, bringing a steaming plate over to her. “I hope you have an appetite, because there’s plenty more.” He tucked his legs under himself as he joined her on the couch.
“You know, I’ve been thinking,” he started. “I feel so bad to have missed the first half of your pregnancy. I don’t want to miss another moment.”
Stefan took the man’s hand and shook it. “I’m Stefan, Stefan Salvatore.” His stomach flipped again, and he grinned at the feeling. “My apartment is this way,” he said, leading the way.
As they arrived, Stefan opened the door. “Come on in, make yourself comfortable. I’ll go change and grab you a hoodie,” he smiled, brushing the man’s arm again before disappearing into the bedroom.
“It’s nice to meet you Stefan Salvatore” miles said giving a small smile tilting his head a bit watching as the other seemed to stare him down as if In a trance chuckling a bit. The name sounded familiar but he couldn’t place it following after the other until they came to an apartment building and made it to the others home nodding taking off his sweater since he had a t-shirt under neath folding it up “I may need a grocery bag for this “hmmm”
Stefan fumbled around his room, pulling off his jacket and t-shirt and grabbing a new v-neck and opting for a quarter zip sweater. He grabbed a hoodie for the other before joining him in the other room. He walked out, wearing a thin tank top as he pulled the v neck over his head. “I hope you like the color red, it’s all I had clean,” Stefan apologized, knowing laundry day was getting close.“Grocery bag? Yeah, here I have a few extras,” He said, handing the man the clean hoodie and grabbing a grocery bag from under the sink.
“Ah,” Tom exclaimed, his eyes widening and his eyebrows lifting. He pulled up a chair and settled in next to the man. “Hero hair. That’s hilarious,” Tom paused and leaned his arms and chin on the railing of the bed. “Definitely more than stitches for you, my friend. That’s a nasal cannula, by the way. It’s ensuring you’re getting plenty of oxygen. Oh, and the tubes? That’s probably something to keep you hydrated and something else to keep the pain away.” He realized he was rambling on about medical jargon and he wasn’t even on the clock.
“Of course I’ll stay! And my friend is fine,” he motioned, waving his hand “He had his appendix removed. Nothing crazy. I’ll be back around the hospital tomorrow for work anyway, so I’ll visit in the morning before my shift.”
“Well that’s what his brother calls it at least” Gerald said smiling as he watched the adorable man sit beside him and prop himself up on the rails of the bed humming lightly he watched Tom curiously nodding showing that he understood blushing and smiling even more feeling his face grow hot at the idea someone as nice and cute as Tom wanted to spend time with him and not out of fear of his father “my name is Gerald mikaelson by the way I don’t know if I introduced myself..and I appreciate the company”
“Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Gerald. I’m glad I can keep you company.” Tom kept his head leaned on the bed rail, tilting it so his cheek was leaning rather than his chin. He looked up at the medical equipment, looking at the heartrate and O2 monitor like he would do if he was working. It was like he couldn’t get away, but he was actually okay with it. “What brought you here, then? Everything okay with you?” Tom paused before starting again. “I mean, if you want to share. I know sometimes things can be traumatic, so no need to share if you don’t want,” he rambled, sitting up a little
cisco had an emo phase when he was in high school and if you try to tell me his go to username wasn’t xpanicattheciscox im going to dunk you in a vat of scolding hot coffee and also you’re wrong thanks for listening
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