#salvaberry

[astarinsomebodyelsessky]

Glee and TVD Crossover Ships: Damon Salvatore and Rachel Berry

He loved it when she smiled. She deserved to be happy even if he wasn't the one making her smile anymore.

[ofmonstersandnav-blog]

[nethyrs]

big spoon/little spoon: damon is the big spoon.

favorite non-sexual activity: damon has this thing for listening to rachel sing, and rachel doesn't exactly have any complaints.

who uses all the hot water: damon, with his bubble baths.

most trivial thing they fight over: damon's no-longer-there feelings for the petrova dopplegangers. she knows he loves her--he wouldn't be with her if her didn't--but sometimes she's still the insecure teenage girl and she can't help feeling a little weird around elena.

who does most of the cleaning: damon. while neither of them are overly messy, whenever they have people over, damon's a bit ocd when it comes to cleaning.

what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue: rachel controls the queue, and x factor has a season pass on their dvr, because no matter how often damon complains about watching it, he enjoys watching rachel criticize people and ramble on about how she would have sung a certain song better.

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: damon. it irritates rachel when he does it, but compulsion works wonders after all.

who steals the blankets: rachel.

who leaves their stuff around: neither of them, really. maybe damon's leather jacket every now and then, but rachel always picks it up.

who remembers to buy the milk: rachel doesn't drink milk, it's bad for her vocals. too much phlegm in her throat, so it's only purchased if damon has a craving for it.

who remembers anniversaries: damon likes to pretend he doesn't, but they both do.

and

who cooks normally?: damon, having figured out rachel's vegan preferences and adding a bit of italian flare.

how often do they fight?: a bit. not too much, but just enough to make damon think the make-up sex is definitely worth it.

what do they do when they’re away from each other?: rachel practices; singing, dancing, acting, all of it. damon, drinks and reads.

nicknames for each other?: rachel doesn't really have any for damon, while damon calls rachel 'little one', 'song bird', or 'rach'.

who is more likely to pay for dinner?: damon. always damon. 

who steals the covers at night?: rachel.

what would they get each other for gifts?: damon's gift variety is endless, though he remembers her favorite things and tries to stick to things related to that. rachel bakes, or surprises him with something that'll remind him of his childhood and his relationship with his brother, sister or mother before he became a vampire.

who kissed who first?: damon kissed rachel first. she wouldn't stop talking and he did it before he could really stop himself.

who made the first move?: damon.

who remembers things?: they both do.

who started the relationship?: damon, surprising himself more than her, actually.

who cusses more?: damon.

what would they do if the other one was hurt?: damon would kill. literally. rachel forbids it, of course, but they both dote on each other, hand and foot until they're better.

[sarcasticfina]

She's crying, her heartbeat skitters, and her chest is heaving as she desperately tries to drag in air. At least she's stopped screaming; he appreciates that. 

He shushes her, his fingers brushing her hair back from her face where it clings to her damp cheeks. He rubs her neck, kneads her shoulders, and she stares up at him, tears making her long, dark lashes cling together.

"Breathe, little songbird, this won't be fun if you're dead..." he tells her, his eyes flashing and a smirk spreading his lips.

She glares at him, raising her chin, and draws in a deep breath. "You bit me!" she accuses.

He shrugs, rolling his eyes. "Well, it is in my nature, so..."

"You told me you were a scout! That you were looking for new talent!" she reminds, stabbing a finger at his chest.

"Yeah, and you fell for it." He frowns, shaking his head. "You should really be more suspicious of people. You're prime picking for all the wrong people."

Scoffing, Rachel puts her hands to her hips. "I thought you were a nice man."

He tuts, wagging a finger at her. "You thought I was a talent scout and you were hoping I'd offer you a starring role in my next show."

"I thought both."

"Well who says I'm not nice?"

She laughs incredulously. "You just bit me!" she yells.

He waves a hand at her to quiet down, but they're in her apartment and she happens to know that the walls are sound proof. Not that she's about to tell him that. "Yes, but I didn't kill you..." he argues. "So I think I deserve some credit."

She stomps on his foot. It doesn't have much effect except to surprise him so she raises her knee to hit him where it hurts. He's expecting that, however, and quickly has her pinned to the wall, his hands pressing against hers, palm to palm, and their hips cradled together. 

"You weren't complaining ten minutes ago when you were undressing me," he murmurs, his eyes washing over her face and falling downward. 

"That was before you channeled Edward Cullen and bit me!"

"I really think you need to get over that," he sighed. "You're blowing it way out of proportion. Also, I really hate being compared to that pathetic excuse for a vampire."

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said sarcastically, "I had no idea I should brush up on my vampire history beforehand!"

"Listen, why don't we go back to your bedroom and pick up where we left off?" he suggested. "I can finally get this hideous skirt off you and you can show me that high note you were talking about earlier!" He dropped his head down and started kissing her neck, suckling her skin, nipping lightly. 

"Don't you think we have a few things to discuss? Like, I don't know, the fact that you're a vampire who may or may not be trying to kill me!"

Raising his head, he quirked an eyebrow. "Rachel, we've been on how many dates?"

She frowned. "Four, if you don't count coffee when we first met."

"Right, and have I tried to kill you any of those times?"

Her lips pursed. "Well... no..."

"Uh-huh, and when I bit you, did it feel good?"

Her eyes darted away. "It was... It wasn't the worst feeling."

He smirked. "Great." He drew back, took her hand, and pulled her toward her bedroom. "So, sex, and then you can tell me more about that audition you had this afternoon for... Alfalfa, or whatever."

Rachel huffed. "Elphaba, and I know you know what I'm talking about, Damon! I saw you Google it yesterday."

"I Google a lot of things," he dismissed. "I bore easily."

Rolling her eyes, she shook her head and paused next to her bed,. "Are vampires monogamous?" she wondered. "Do they even have relationships?"

He reached for her waist and hooked his fingers in her skirt, tugging her toward him as he said, "Let's find out."

[isisles5-is-ljag]

[nethyrs]

you guys should send me more of those au settings. because i'm kicking the three-sentence rule aside. there's one more in my inbox rn that i'm working on... but you should send me more. yes.

[nethyrs]

i've been reading your salvaberry fics on ffn for a while now, and have been quietly lurking on your blog. all your captain swan feelings inspired me to watch season 2 online (since it won't air in England until 2013) and i have to say: o.m.g. definitely my new otp. so thanks for inspiring me to go watch it. also, i'm 90% sure i'm in love with you. idek, you're just so perfect and precious. we should be besties and like fangirl and bake shit and watch disney movies. ilu.

ohmygod. you. are. too. precious. for. words. like honestly. ugh, salvaberry. otp forever, honestly, though it seems i've been completrly distracted by this wonderful ship that has taken over my life. so, to know that you actually put up with all the insane feelings it brought out of me, i just have to applaud you. even more so, i wish i could hug you. honestly. because i see how i get when i go nuts in a ship. i am fucking 1000% out of my mind. and to know that all my obsessing made you actually watch the season online and start shipping them as well.... f;ldgbsdfgdfg. just, i can't. and omfg, just you have to stop now because i am dying. we should totally be besties, i am too down. really, ily so much right now, omg.

[quinnmikaelson]

I want to exorcise the demons from your past/I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart