"Demetrius slowly bowed his head and handed Marcellus the Robe; then stood with slumped shoulders while his master tugged it on over the sleeves of his toga. A gale of appreciative laughter went up, and there was tumultuous applause."
honestly from the way you described marcellus in your fic he came off as very inexperienced…? i was gonna ask if he was really inexperienced and the marriage knot thing was like he practiced to give the illusion he’s more experienced than he is or it was just luck
I was genuinely curious if someone would spot the knot part I wrote. And I wrote it like that cuz everyone said that it's bad luck if a groom can't untie it. And as we saw in Livia's case her marriage was not good and her husband did not end up well. So I wanted the knot part to be this kind of symbol that since it was so easy for him to untie it then everything will turn out great even though it's not so good right where we are in the story.
I wrote him as inexperienced cuz in the show he was very reluctant to bed women and we saw how sloppy he was in this one scene with Julia, how he leaned over her as if he didn't have strength to do it or didn't know how to do it properly. So I wanted to show it in my story as well. Since he doesn't cheat on her in it and it was said that they bed only once it was obvious to me that I shouldn't write him as very sure of himself and particularly experienced.
But it was so funny to imagine Marcellus practising to untie the knot days before the wedding. And I don't think that's beneath him, I bet he'd do anything just to not humiliate himself in front of his new wife like we saw Nero did.
Okay, so Remarkably Bright Creatures is a little masterpiece. It's so beautifully shot, and both Lewis and Sally Field are incredible (and Marcellus is the main star of the movie, no questions). I sobbed like a baby when Tova let Marcellus go and at her&Cameron final reunion.
Oh, and Lewis sings really great for an unprofessional.
I was listening to random songs on the way home one day and thought about what the boys might say
Warnings: cussing, might not be cannon, just a silly idea from the top of my head.
Random scenarios of TVD men seeing you interact with random songs.
And how the boys would react based on the scene. Some are very lovey dovey, some are not.
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Damon:
You were sitting in your room, finishing up a school project. It was due yesterday, but Alaric gave you an extra day because you saved his life recently. You had a random mix of music playlist on, the songs were just background noise for now. You were editing a piece of a logo for the project when Jealous, by Eyedress, came on.
You instantly woke up from your project haze when the opening melody started. Your mind started singing the base tune as the lyrics came. Your whole body moved with it and you turned over onto your back, looking up at the ceiling.
The song had you under its spell, your mind imagining you were the main character of an intense sad girl movie.
“ Who gave you little Gilbert’s playlist? Even Stefan isn’t this depressing ” Damon said, stopping the music.
“ ugh fuck off Damon ” you say, rolling your eyes and turning to him.
Damon holds up his hands and backs up towards the door.
“ You know you love me ” he smirked, making his signature face.
You threw a pillow in his direction, but he was already gone. You huffed and rolled your eyes, going back to your assignment.
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Jeremy:
The halls were busy today, causing you to get overstimulated. You went out to your secret hideout, a small corner behind the school building. You settled into your usual spot, plugging in your headphones. It was gloomy out today, so you played your gloom and doom mix.
Softcore, by The Neighborhood, started and you immediately recognized it, sitting back and relaxing. The song blasted in your ears, inspiring your creative brain. You pulled out your sketch book and started drawing whatever you felt from the song.
The base was angsty and ethereal, causing a nice mix of tragedy and romance. The gears were turning in your head, the picture easily slipping from your mind and onto the page. You added a few finishing touches and smudges, then stared at it for a good bit.
A hand touched your shoulder, making you jump. Everything fell out of your hands, your phone, pencil and the sketchbook. You looked and saw Jeremy, sitting beside you.
“ Omg Jere you scared me ” you say, shoving him a little and gathering your things.
He was trying to hold back from laughing
“ Damn sorry y/n, didn’t mean to scare you that much. I mean I did, but not actually scare you ” he said, seeing a peak of your drawing as you picked it up.
“ Whatcha listening to? ” he asked, practically taking one of your ear buds.
He heard the chorus and recognized the words and lightly sang them.
“ How do you know this song? ” you asked him.
“ You're kidding right, I play this almost everyday. It’s my alma mater ” he smirks, but you know he’s being dramatic.
You started the song over and sat there listening to it with him.
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Alaric:
You were at home, awaiting Alaric’s return. You decided to clean some of the loft up, wanting the place to look better. You turn on your speaker and connect your phone, playing a random mix made by the music app.
An hour in you made it to the kitchen, everything else being cleaned. You were doing the dishes when Clocks by Coldplay started playing. This was your jam in high school, you and your girls singing it to the moon and back. Any chance you got.
You started singing it, getting into the rhythm of the song. You were so invested, you didn’t notice bubbles and water all over the counter. As well as Alaric coming in.
He saw you singing and jamming out, he felt happiness fill him up. He loved seeing you happy.
He let you finish the song, the phone moving onto something else. In the silence he announced his presence. You looked up, your face instantly turned red.
“ Didn’t know you could move like that? ” he said, smiling and coming closer.
You turned your face away, going back to the dishes. He shut the water off, handing you a towel to dry your hands. You did and gave the towel back, hiding your face again.
“ Did you see everything? ” you asked.
“ I caught most of it, you looked happy ” he said, softly turning your face to his.
You felt embarrassed, but you were happy. You smiled at him, giving him a quick peck on the lips. You went off to change the laundry, still happy, even though you got caught.
Alaric remembered this moment and played it in his car on the way to work one day.
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Elijah:
It was a normal day, thankfully there was no family business that Klaus would drag you into. You were in the study, putting some books you’ve read back, tidying up the place a little as well.
You had a habit of singing or humming when you were working or just when you were sitting in silence. A bunch of songs came to your head, fueling your cleaning energy. You were practically in your own world by the second song.
Elijah stepped through the study doors, hearing your soft voice from the hall. He saw you putting a book away and dusting the shelf where it was being held. He watched you for a bit, finding your unconscious hobbies amusing.
You started a new song, feeling a little sadness brewing. You started the melody of I Love You, by Billie Eilish, in your head, singing the opening lyrics.
Elijah listened intently, hearing the tone of your song choice change. He was intrigued.
You locked in, hitting all the notes right at the climaxes in the song. Your voice was beautiful, adding an extra hard hitting sadness to the words. You finished the song and put more stuff away as if you didn’t just give him an entire performance.
You looked out the window, catching Elijah's reflection in the glass, he was smiling softly. You felt a little embarrassed, a faint blush crawling up your neck. He came up behind you, waiting for you to turn around. You did. He immediately took your hand into his and kissed it.
“ That was beautiful, my darling ” he said. “ Your voice is so angelic, I am blessed to even get to hear it ”
You blushed a deep red, Elijah had a way with words. He always says the sweetest things to you or about you.
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Stefan:
You and Stefan were in the Salvatore mansion, going over old music from the past century. Stefan was explaining his dark time music, noting all the instruments played in the song. His playlist was messy, but whose wasn’t. You got an idea, he needed a playlist shake up song.
You told Stefan you’d be back, you had to get your phone from upstairs. He nodded and you went, almost tripping on your way back down. You scrambled over to him, asking if you could play a song that might match that.
He was eager to hear, nothing modern that he’s heard sounded like his old stuff. You opened your music app and flipped through songs. There were a few good picks, but nothing compared to Young Folks, by Peter Bjorn and John, in that department. You turned your volume up and then pressed play.
The music started and Stefan gave you a strange look.
“ Just listen, you’ll see ” you say quietly.
He did, finding the song actually kind of good. The song made him think about you and everything that has happened between y’all. It was just shy of musical era songs, which made him like it more.
“ See! And it fits us too! ” you say, kissing your fingers like a chef that made the perfect dish.
“ Okay okay it does fit our vibe well, I’ll give you that ” he said, smiling.
“ It’s the best ” you say, taking his phone and putting it on his playlist.
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Enzo:
It was Friday night, you and Enzo were at the bar. Knocking back some drinks and making playful banter. Tonight was karaoke night, a random selection of songs were given to the participants. You were competing of course, you loved a good karaoke.
A few VERY waisted men went first, singing old country songs and almost face planting off the stage. You and Enzo gave them no respect, laughing your asses off at them. Finally it was your turn and Enzo walked over to the front of the stage, waiting for your music.
The lights dimmed and the music started. To your luck it was an oldie but goodie, U and Me, by Cassie. You knew this song like the back of your hand. One of your besties was addicted to this song and played it nonstop.
You sang along with the beat, making everyone look up at you. Your voice was angelic, the place filled with cheers, other teens singing along with you. You felt like a rock star, the wind blowing through your hair and all eyes on you.
Eventually the song ended, everyone cheering and clapping for you. Enzo helped you down the steps, sweep you up off your feet.
“ That was amazing, love. Where’d you learn that from? ” he asked, carrying you back to the bar.
“ A friend ” you shrugged your shoulders.
“ That’s one hell of a friend ” he said, setting you down.
You sat back on the stool, turning it towards Enzo.
He smirked at you and called over the bartender.
“ What do you say, gorgeous? Another round on me? ” he asked, one eyebrow raised and a giant smirk plastered to his face.
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Matt:
You and Matt were at Mystic Grill, playing a round of pool. The winner gets to choose the next movie for movie night. You're hoping to make him watch the next six sequels of Harry Potter. Matt is determined to make that impossible, he didn’t watch it then and he didn’t wanna watch it now.
“ You’re going down, Matt ” you say, hitting the solid black ball into the right pocket.
Unfortunately for you, the white ball went in with it, making Matt the winner. He looked up and smirked at you, the scar at his lip drew your attention every time.
“ Tough luck y/n, maybe next time ”
You hung your stick up and huffed, you always lost to the right pocket.
The grill was pretty busy tonight, random songs filtering through the speakers. You went off to the bar to order something, a pity prize for yourself. As you waited for your order, Matt caught up and sat next to you.
You hated losing and Matt cheered you up, promising to get all your favorite snacks for the movie. You gave him a quick kiss, before digging into your appetizer. You were mid bite of your supreme nachos, when Cake By The Ocean, by DNCE came on. You threw your nachos back into the bowl and pulled Matt from his seat. This song was a banger.
You pulled him into an empty space and started dancing, you had NO social awareness. Lucky for you the whole grill joined in, the floor snow crowded with people. Matt tried keeping up with you, but he had no moves to show.
“ What are we doing? ” he asked
“ Dancing! duh ” you answer him sarcastically.
He took in his surroundings and examined his moves. He sucked at this.
“ Wow I suck at this ” he laughed.
“ It’s okay, I’ll cover you ” you reassure him.
You take his hands and move with him, guiding him. He eventually got it down and started getting comfortable. He felt like he was having fun, actually living for once and not sulking over every bad thing in this town.
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Tyler:
You and Tyler were heading to school, he had picked you up this morning. You two talked about small things and then the more obvious serious stuff. Eventually the car went silent, the aux noise now becoming audible.
The song currently playing was not of Tyler’s taste, so he changed it. He skipped through a few, not hearing something even remotely near his type of music. A couple songs later, Come as you are, by Nirvana, plays, but he skips over it.
“ Hey!! I that was a good one ” you semi-shout.
He gave you a strange look. “ What? This? It’s so mellow ”
“ It is in some parts, but you’re judging it so early ” you huff.
You move his hand away from the radio and switch it back to the song. It starts back over and you get ready for the big reveal. Tyler listened with very little interest, until he heard the intense guitars and drums. His head started moving with the beat and you started playing air drums.
“ Damn, this is actually pretty good ” he admitted.
You smirked at him. “ I told you ”
The school was coming up, the next left would lead you to it. Tyler restarted the song and turned to you.
“ Wanna spin the block? I need to hear this again ” he asked.
You nodded, practically jumping up and down in your seat. You turned the music up to a very loud volume and he drove right past the school. Elena, Caroline and Bonnie watched you drive by, not shocked by your decision, but kinda mad. They really needed to talk to you.
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Marcel:
It had been a LONG day for you, two 12 hours back to back and absolutely NO time to rest. You arrived at your shared penthouse with your man. You slowly put your stuff away and called out for him. He must be dealing with more Klaus shenanigans. Oh well
You hopped into the shower, the hot water burning your stress away. Too bad for you, it was hair wash day. Slicking your hair up for so many days takes a toll on your scalp. You sighed, lowkey hating your life right now, but loving it at the same time.
You shook the laziness off and got to work on your hair. Along the way you started humming a few tunes, which eventually turned into full singing. You get comfortable and start vibing, giving a 5 star performance to your soap bottles and salts.
Marcel arrived home a little later, a familiar look of frustration on his face. He noticed your stuff was here and called out for you, no answer. He walked into your shared bedroom, seeing the bathroom light on and the door open. He walked to it and saw you.
At this point in time, you’ve gotten out of the shower and you’re now dressed, dancing in the mirror while you do your skin care. Your speaker was on, blasting No Tears Left To Cry, by Ariana Grande. You had a brush in your hand, singing with everything in you, eyes closed.
Marcel was effortlessly entertained by you and it was a bit cute.
The song had finished and you heard clapping from the doorway. You turned and saw him leaning against the door frame, his beautiful smile showing itself.
“ I knew it. I knew you were a popstar ” he teased.
You smiled now and he walked closer to you.
“ Can I get an autograph? ” he joked, holding out an invisible piece of paper.
You playfully slap his hands away. And he stepped away, holding his hands up in surrender.
“ Okay well, can I at least get a kiss? ” he asked, his smiling returning.
You gave him a quick kiss and continued on with your hair care.
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Mason:
Mason was out in the yard, fixing something up with his strong hands. You were on the porch, sitting in your chair, watching the sun go down. You had a radio playing some country music, you and Mason enjoyed that. Though you liked country rock better.
You were switching stations when Mason walked to the porch, slumping into the chair next to you. He wiped his face on a towel, gulping down his ice cold sweet tea.
“ Phew, damn It’s hot out here ” he said, turning to you.
“ I told you, it’s like 100 degrees today. You should call it a day and watch the sunset with me ” you demanded more than actually proposing it.
He couldn’t say anything, it was already decided. He sat back, taking in more of his tea. The radio was hearable now and you heard an old song you haven’t heard in a long time. Hardy by Jack. You wasted no time turning the radio volume up.
You started singing, strumming a fake guitar when the rock parts kicked in.
“ This is kinda dope, if this is how all your country rock hits are, then I’ll take you up on it ” he smirked, joining in on the guitar solos.
You got up and pulled him up, both of you turning into rockstars.
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Kol:
You were making an impossible, messy, choreography dance to Golden Brown, by The Stranglers. You’ve been trying for hours, the song perfectly matches your instructor's theme. The original beat was not elevated enough for you. So you went with the remixed version that had the added female vocals.
Your ankles were killing you, but you NEEDED to get this done. The song was blasting out of the speakers, filling every corner of the room. You were attempting a certain spin, it was good at first, but back fired. You lost balance and started falling to the ground. You closed your eyes bracing for contact. It never came, Kole caught you.
“ Not going so well, Darling? ” Kol whispered into your ear.
He sat you upright, silently checking you for injuries.
“ No, I’m just missing something ” you say, going back to the mirror and trying again.
“ All you need is a male lead, play the song again ” he said, tugging his suit jacket off and throwing it on the floor.
You turned it on and set the remote down, going over to him. He watched you several times so he knew the routine. You got in position and started the dance, Kol joined in, giving you the back up you need. It was kind of fun, like how they do it in movies.
You and Kol moved with each other like water, no mistakes. When the song came to an end and you got into your end positioning, Kol was waiting for you to finish your moment. The speakers went silent and you jumped up and down, feeling happy that you did it.
“ That song is a beautiful choice, Darling ” he said, smiling and you smiled back.
“ But not as beautiful as you ” he continued, taking your hand and spinning you around one more.
You flushed and looked away, Kol always knows how to get to someone.
“ What’s wrong, Darling? Cat got your tongue ” he smirked, lightly grabbing your chin and making you look at him.
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Klaus:
It was therapy hour, you decided to get out your emotions by drawing. You played some real mellow tone music, it made your inspiration come quicker and stay longer.
You’ve been drawing for a few hours now, your picture was slowly turning into Klaus. You didn’t mind, you could stare at him for hours, especially when he smiled.
Unexpectedly the perfect song to describe your obsessive desire for Klaus played. Ultraviolence, by Lana Del Rey. The chorus was so addicting and the words fit perfectly. So you played it over and over a few times, turning the music up and getting lost in it.
Klaus had silently walked in by then, watching you draw and your intense attraction to this song. He found it quite fitting, liking the touch of physical matters to it. He knew pain and love could coexist, can even be one.
“ Fancy a bit of pain, love ” he said and you jumped a little.
“ K-klaus.. ” you flushed.
“ H-how- ” you started.
“ I saw all of it love, now.. ” he said and zoomed both of you to a wall.
His face was so close to yours and he brought his lips to your ear.
“ Now let me show you how much ultraviolence a hybrid has…. ”
