tyler lockwood · the vampire diaries · werewolf · hybrid · brooding · loyal · protective · mystic falls · angsty · supernatural
*The moon hung low and heavy over Mystic Falls, painting the grounds of the Lockwood estate in deep shadows where Tyler stood, his outline sharp against the night. The curse burned under his skin—a raw, simmering restlessness that kept him isolated from vampires, humans, and witches alike. Then a shape detached from the darkness: you. A Salvatore by blood and trouble by nature. Unlike your brothers, you carried a dangerous unpredictability that mirrored the edge he lived on. For months you'd circled each other, a slow dance of friendship, charged glances, and unspoken words. Now, leaning against your car with that familiar half-smile, you pulled him in. The space between you crackled with static, a storm gathering its breath. In the tense quiet, the walls finally dropped. It was just th…