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lvrsparadise · 1 month
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ugh i need TVD injected into my veins 😍 (i'm only on s2 ep9 LMAO)
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bellarkeselection · 2 years
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I Won't Control You
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Request from @thegettingbyp2 Hiya, could you write a Stefan fic where the reader is sired to him (like with Damon and Elena they don't realise it at first and when they do find out) Stefan is really upset about it because of how much he loves her. He doesnt want to feel like he's in control of her or anything.
Caroline my childhood best friend keeps trying to convince me that I am sired to Stefan since Klaus snapped my neck during a fight and I died with his blood in my system. But I don't feel any different...I mean at least as different aside from becoming a vampire. I actually took it rather well. Now I'm not some weak human like Elena who always needs saving. Rolling over in my boyfriend's bed wearing one of his shirts he enters the room tossing me a blood bag that I tear opened feeling him climb in beside me. "We need to talk about something, Y/n. Can you hold that down or is it nasty?" Stefan leaned up on his elbow watching my movements as I kept drinking the bag no problem. "I guess so...although I remember last week I couldn't keep anything down except for-" He cuts me off sitting up running his hands through his hair in frustration about something I wasn't sure of. "Animal blood...geez Caroline is right about us."
"Stefan, what are you talking about. What's wrong. Talk to me please." I dropped the bag onto the nightstand scooting over and wrapping my arms around his neck resting my chin on his shoulder. He lifted his face from his hands where I saw that he had tears slipping out meaning he was crying. "Caroline was telling the truth Y/n. You're sired to me. I'm sorry for taking advantage of you. I'll break the bond and you never have to see me again if that is what you want." He turns so he was facing me his hands shaking in his lap so I take a hold of them. Moving my freehand I wiped away his tears hating to see him upset. Even before I was turned I felt so sad when he did but now I feel it so much stronger as a vampire. "Stefan, you don't have to change anything about our relationship. I still love you no matter what. You know that right..I love you." He shoved my hands away catching me off guard as he gets to his feet stomping around in front of the bed clearly still upset.
Climbing out of the bed I vamped in front of him wrapping my arms around his neck so he would look me in the eye. He slumped his shoulders showing me those soft eyes of his. "Stefan, lisen to me. I don't care if there's a bond so why should you?" He ran his hands up my sides where I heard his breath trembling. "Because it means I can control you without even realizing it. That's something I never wanted to do. That's why I told you who I really was and I never compelled you to forget anything. I - I don't want to control you, Y/n." Leaning up on my toes I cut him off before he could say another word where I felt him kiss back softly leaning into my embrace. "You feel that. You see that, Stefan. You didn't tell me to kiss you or stay here still. I chose to and ill choose every single time. You don't control me..you never have." He moves his hands cupping my face in his drawing me in for another kiss where we backed up falling onto the bed knowing that bond or not we loved each other.
Comments really appreciated ❤️
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chasingfictions · 2 years
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Ok but you must tell us about ur vampire diaries phase, and, if u wish, ur thoughts on stefan/damon being a reiteration of angel/spike
omg. what a question. literally i havent thought about tvd in years but it WAS the foundation of my teen years like. in the early-mid 2010s delena was my lifeblood like, one of the first fics i ever obsessively followed was a delena fic . what a moment . (shoutout to bourbon in your eyes, the fanfiction dot net era coffee shop au that was the world to me). i watched the never let me go motel kiss 80 times a day. it was such an era.
dksfjslkdf i probably wont have as detailed thoughts on tvd-btvs as someone who has seen vampire diaries more recently (i never finished the show actually -- though i did pop in for the series finale and i was very confused lmao. but i did have a good time). but just!!!! iconic of tvd to be like oh we can think of a plotline ummmm ok what did they do on btvs :))) julie plec icon status for that :))) they said ok everyone gets the gem of amara :))) they said weird btvs soul lore??? we will one-up you with the 'humanity switch' which doesnt totally mean anything and falls apart the moment u think about it for more than a second :))) also pls dont take this as me dragging tvd. i LOVE when tvd is bad and doesnt make sense. i think it's sexy and hot and praxis <333
ANYWAY djfklssjf the stefan-damon->angel-spike thing is so funny to me bc literally stefan being a ripper is SO. they said hey. hey sticky-uppy-hair first love interest??? who comes across as so effortlessly ~good~ yeah actually it's because he is fundamentally repressing a deep essential part of himself that will INEVITABLY lead to violence they said hey. hey let's talk about angel of galway's deeply fractured sense of self and how it leads to pain and danger for those around him. UGH!! icon shit!!!!! as for the damon - spike stuff . on some level it feels so funny to me to compare them bc it's like . okay james was one of the best actors in the buffyverse the things he did with her FACE AND VOICE AND BODY. and meanwhile i*n s*merhalder is like ... jenny nicholson vampire diaries video voice ... if you were a RACER you'd know what im talking about but youre NOT .... ... (not to say he is a Bad Actor just like,,, they are at such different levels and so are the shows that it feels odd doing a 1:1 comparison) that said!!!! i think both shows do that very fun thing of like :) oh oh oh he's less evil than he seems oh oh oh he actually loves and cares so deeply it's his fundamental trait :)))) oh oh oh the one who seems good maybe is not oh steven sondheim voice nice is different than good!!!! i also like that damon takes on spike-traits of just girlbestieism. remember when he hangs out with caroline's mom. remember when he and bonnie are besties. yeah that's spike-joyce and spike-willow prove me wrong :)))) anyway i just spent SO much time trying to find the right timestamp in that jenny nicholson video for that lightning mcqueen joke and it took up all my energy to keep talking about this but thank u so much i had fun :)))) anyway my delena era was also like. the era of my blog when i actually had a consistent tagging system so if u go to my archive it is still my third most common tag which i think is funny. #btvs rewatch ... she is coming for you .... ok bye!!!
wait no i thought of another thing which is that i think it's very sexy and valid that both btvs and tvd do the protagonist has now died and suddenly the ~bad boy~ (lmao that term) is the one who fundamentally understands her. like buffy returns from the dead and IMMEDIATELY locks onto spike like they See each other and it's like oh!! oh we are the same!! and tvd does a really similar thing with elena's post-vampirism relationship with damon, and i think it's kind of beautiful that they have that whole thing where it's like no it's not real love it's just the sire bond. but then it IS real love!!! she is different than the person she was and yet she is still HER and HER loves that guy!!!!!!!!! teeheee sounds familiar :)))))))) ok bye now for real
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leossmoonn · 2 years
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Just a concept (idk if you still do those) but imagine how funny it would be if y/n and stefan had to take damons car and ended up "doing it" in his car. And then they would be like "its okay he doesnt have to know🙄😏😇 " because idk it just seems funny to me lmao
yes its been a long time but i still do these! school has just kept me busy, but yall can still send them in :))
warnings / includes - food and eating, smut
this is funny bc we all know how much damon loves his precious car hehe
so yall would have to take his car go travel to new york to find help find elena or smth. you two stopped at the gas station for some snacks and some… snacks 😋 🩸
it’s pitch dark, literally NO ONE is there, and stefan is a little a lot horny.
“babe, are you finished with your sandwich?” he asks
“almost. we can get back onto the road soon -”
he interrupts you with a kiss - classic stefan. you giggle and pull away, confused.
“what are you doing? i have cheese and ham in my mouth.”
“we still have an hour to kill before damon, jeremy, and caroline get there. why don’t we have some fun?” he suggested. he put his hand on your leg, looking at you like 😏😏
youre like 🙄😶🙂🤗🤤 “alright. what do u have in mind?”
“sex in this car?”
“in damon’s car? stefan, you have the worst ideas.”
“c’mon he won’t have to know.” he gives you his signature sexy eyes and you just cant resist
so you two basically rip your clothes off and go into the back. you are on top and doin it cowgirl style
the car is rocking back and forth, you are bouncing on his dick, your tits bouncing in his face and his hands smacking your ass. he is a wild boy 🙈🙈
youre moaning and whining, loving the way he fills you up. we all know its big right?
you two have amazing orgasms (per usual). and lets be honest…. you go for another uhhh 3 rounds 🌝 you both are vampires so you know your staminas are unmatched
you two are laying down in the back, panting, tired, and a little sore (well u are lmao)
“shit, we gotta go,” stefan scrambled up. “nu-uh. i’m going to sleep,” you yawned.
stefan smiled, “did i wear you out?”
“maybe, maybe not”
“well, we have to go or damon is gonna kill us”
“before or after he kills us for fucking in his car?”
“hopefully neither”
stefan helps you get dressed and he drives the rest of the way. you meet damon in nyc. damon hugs his car, gets into it and kisses the wheel
“i hope these too wackos didn’t kill you,” damon says to his car. we all know hes crazy
but then damon’s enhanced smell catches something “why does it smell like sweat.. and OH MY GOD. DOD YOU GUYS -”
you and stefan are running away as fast as yall can before damon catches you
at least yall got to have amazing sex before you died … hehe
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mediocre-writerr · 3 years
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don’t let me let you go [katherine pierce]
katherine pierce x fem reader
requested: Hi! Sorry, can I request a Katherine Pierce x Fem!Reader?
Maybe where reader is a powerful being, well since demons are real in that universe, maybe a fallen angel? Or something along those lines, and they met along somewhere where Kat was still on the run, so they like hooked up but Kat promises that they'll meet again soon and makes the reader promise that they should be safe as well?
And then years later they accidentally meet up at a party, started dating and Kat is actually soft when it comes to reader. Elena and the gang barge into Katherine and Reader doing something fluffy because they were actually hunting down Katherine since they think that Reader is her next victim or whatever.
Thank you in advance!
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*not my gif*
So you left.
Katerina Petrova was how you knew her. Still know her at least, she hasn’t really left your mind since then.
And that was back in 1764.
You could feel what she was. She wasn’t human and her compelling tricks made no match for you. She was arrogant like most vampires were, but she slipped past all your defenses and fell in love with her, no matter how “wrong” it was back then.
“Lady Katerina Petrova, this is Lady Y/N Y/L/N. She’s the owner of the great estate. Her family actually passed recently in a terrible sunken ship, somehow Y/N survived.” one of your noblemen introduced the two of you, after you sensed she was a vampire.
She eyed you carefully and you just smiled at her. Before whispering a ‘thank you’ to the man. The two of you embarked into a formal conversation until you were the only ones left in the room.
“So what are you?” she asked, bluntly.
You chuckled softly, intrigued by the beautiful brunette, “You don’t skip the niceties now do you?” you asked.
“Niceties aren’t my thing,” she shrugged.
“Neither are they mine.”
You were snapped out of your vivid memory when Stefan waved his hand in front of you. You shook your head and he just laughed at you.
“I think they’re here.” he whispered. You and the rest of the gang were at Mystic Falls Grill waiting for Caroline to come back to introduce you to someone who has been blackmailing and torturing them for a couple years now.
You recently moved to Mystic Falls and Stefan felt how different you were compared to everyone else. So he confronted you just like every other supernatural you’ve met in the past how many years.
From there he introduced you to the rest of the gang: annoyingly arrogant, yet good looking brother Damon, pretty blonde Caroline, supernatural hunter, yet working with supernatural beings Alaric, selfless, doesnt get enough credit witch Bonnie, and lastly, the one who looked like a split image of the one who got away Elena.
They thought you’d be a great asset to them, seeing how you can see how/when someone dies and how any supernatural being can be killed. Just one of the perks of being a fallen angel. You reluctantly agreed to help them and they want to know your take on how to kill this person named Katherine Pierce.
You lifted up your head to see her. It wasn’t Elena, you knew that for a fact. Because Elena has been here the entire time. Her hair was in looser curls nowadays and her wardrobe certainly changed as well. But it suit her, the confident bold woman you knew, wearing a black leather jacket and jeans.
Her eyes landed on yours and she remained her natural composed self, “Katherine, this is Y/N Y/L/N, she just recently moved to Mystic Falls.”
“So what are you?” she asked, bluntly.
You chuckled softly, your first conversation popping back in your brain, “You don’t skip the niceties now do you?”
“Niceties aren’t my thing.” and you could tell she’s fighting back a smile of her own.
“Neither are they mine.”
After the rest of the day of Katherine picking fights with everyone, but you. You excused yourself to the bathroom while they were pressing Katherine for what she really wants here.
Memories flashed into your kind again causing you to become lost in thought as you washed your hands.
“Goodnight Katerina. Sleep well.” you said, formally at her doorway. You were about to turn back around when she called out after you.
“Y/N, come in please,” she said.
You smiled to yourself softly, as you made your way into her room. You closed the door behind you as you sat next to her on the foot of her bed.
“Do you mind helping me take this off? The zipper’s stuck and I suppose my arms don’t reach that far back,” she suggested.
She looked at you with pleading eyes and you nodded softly. Slowly, unzipping her zipper and you did what you thought you’d never do in your life. Be bold.
You kissed the bare skin that became exposed on her back. She turned her head to look back at you and you could see the lust filling her eyes. She stood up and you followed her movement as the dress fell to the floor like a puddle.
And that’s when she turned you around, repeating the same actions you took. The only thing left on the two of you were the corsets. She cupped your cheeks ever so slightly.
“Are you sure about this?” this was probably the first time you’ve ever seen her gently and soft-spoken, “You’re a very beautiful girl Y/N, many more suitors are worthy of your love. Much more better suitors with their name and money.”
You pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, savoring in the way she tastes. The way her lips were so soft against yours, “What I’ve learned in my entire lifetime on this Earth and being a fallen angel is that falling in love with someone is falling in love with their soul. Not their money or their name, their soul.”
Yet another comforting kiss was pressed to her lips, “And I never found that. Until you, Katerina.”
You thought you were alone as you watched your hands when you could feel a presence behind you. In the mirror you could see her leaning her back against a bathroom stall.
“It’s been a while,” she spoke up and you nodded.
“A few thousand years, give or take.” you joked and she chuckled along with you.
She took a step closer to you, tucking the hair to behind your ears. You mirrored her images, following a step forward. The two of you only a breath apart.
“You kept your promise?” she asked you, moving her hands to cup your cheek. As if she was trying to memorize every little feature. From the way your eyes lit up at the sight of her or the way you were melting under her touch.
It was the morning after you and Katerina expressed your feelings for one another. In a more untraditional, intimate kind of way.
She was singing you a soft song in another language, which you’re assuming is Bulgarian. And the usual confident girl was playing with your hair, looking at your beautiful sleeping figure. She didn’t want to wake you up, but she was unsure if any of the workers were looking for you.
Then there was the fact that she had to go. She didn’t want to leave you, but earlier that night her insight told her Klaus was coming. She had to get as far away as she possibly could. So she pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.
Your eyes fluttered up, smiling at the girl in front of you. But then ultimately frowning when you saw the same frown on her face.
“What’s wrong?” you asked softly.
“I must go Y/N. I’ve done things, things people don’t like. And they’re coming after me, so we must part ways. For my safety and yours.” she said and you look at her with eyebrows furrowed, “I promise you Y/N, the only I want right now is to lay here with you. Compel all these people and live our immortal lives, but I need to go.”
“Katerina, no,” your voice barely above a whisper.
She kissed your forehead, then your cheeks, the top of your nose, and finally your lips, “I promise you, I’ll find you one day. We’ll be together. But you need to promise me to stay safe. I would like you to be alive and well and waiting for me when I return.”
You didn’t know where this path would lead you. Every other path looked so certain, but this one was blurry. Yet, you nodded, “I promise, I’ll wait forever for you.”
“I did. I’d wait forever for you Katerina.”
She wrapped your arms around you and you did the same, holding the slightly taller girl closer to you. Relishing in the feeling of her touch, something you haven’t felt in thousands of years.
She swayed the two of you back and forth, “How about we go to the place I’m staying at?”
“Right now?” youvasked and she just hummed in response, “Let’s go.”
It probably wasn’t the best idea for you to not answer your phone when you left or to give them a heads up that you were heading home. But the gang became worried when you didn’t come back from the bathroom and Katherine disappeared as well.
But you were fine. You were just in a state of bliss. The way the two of you were just cuddled up in bed. Your head resting on her chest as she just held you, playing with the soft strands of your hair.
You began to fall asleep as she sang you the same Bulgarian song she once sang. Your eyes closed as you focused on her heartbeat and soothing voice.
Until someone came barging in through the door. Your eyes shot back open and the gang was standing there waiting to fight. Except for Bonnie who was shocked at what she was witnessing
Katherine groaned, “Can you all just go away? She’s not in any harm, I swear.”
“Wait. How do you know each other?” Alaric asked.
You knew she would handle this so you just continued to keep lying in the spot without saying a word, “We’ve met before, long before the two of you.” she pointed at the two brother.
“So are you two a thing?” Caroline asked, her eyebrows furrowed.
And you finally spoke up, “Yeah. We promised to wait for each other until we could actually meet again.”
“But she’s an actual bitch!” Damon exclaimed.
“Maybe in your eyes, Damon. But Katerina has a strong beautiful soul who has lost many things. I’m very willing to give all my love to her.” you told them.
All of them looked skeptic like she just compelled you. Until Bonnie finally spoke up, “Whatever you do Y/N, we’ll respect your decisions,” she said and you smiled at her gratefully.
Stefan took a few steps closer, “You hurt her in any way, I will not hesitate to stake you in the heart myself.”
Katerina didn’t say anything. All she did was stare right back at Stefan, “Can you guys please go now? You’re making the room smell like some weird stench.” The gang left much to Damon’s hesitation, “Now where were we?”
You got comfortable again in her strong embrace. She smiled at you softly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, as she returned to sing the Bulgarian song.
“I love you, my Katerina.” you mumbled, lazily as your eyes fell close.
So you missed the wide smile that formed onto her face and the way her whole eyes were lit up. She hugged you back, tighter than ever, “And I love you, my beautiful soul.”
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dylansslutt · 3 years
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soulmates: S.S
from a request!! please feel free to request anything.
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Your heart felt broke, you always knew stefan will always love elena. now you get to find out their soulmates.
you loved stefan, so much and elena is with damon, but its not the point. the universe made it a reason their soulmates, so what the fuck does a year long relationship beat?
you were walking away from the mystic grill after caroline called you with the news. you were angry, jealous, upset. it didn’t help when tears kept running down your face, you hastily wiping them away.
you didnt even bother messaging stefan, knowing you would say something stupid and petty. i mean its not his fault that hes destined to be with his ex girlfriend. you werent special. just a basic ass human, not a doppleganger, witch, vampire , hybrid, not a fucking thing. you were less important than probably matt fucking donovan, no offense towards him. hes really sweet.
you finally reached stefans place, you moved in after a few months of dating stefan. him being pretty adamant of protecting you. you sigh, dropping your bag on the bed. you go to start a bath when you hear the door open from downstairs.
you walk towards the door, “stefan?”
a few shuffles later, stefan was in front of you. taking in your appearance. “hey, you okay?” he goes to pull you in for a hug but you push away heading to the bathroom.
“im fine.” you start the water. you turn around slamming into his chest, making you sigh.
your eyes begin to water, “you are her soulmate stefan. her fucking soulmate.” you cry out.
he sighs pulling you in his embrace, “but i dont love her, this whole silas shit is crazy. i dont know why the travelers are here exactly, or why we are soulmates but it doesnt matter. i love you.”
you look up at him, “its always you, y/n. you are the best damn thing that could ever happen to me. you are the only person that sees this side of me. that sees me for me. what elena and i had, was in the past. it doesnt matter anymore, shes with damon.” he smiles down at you. “ im with you.” he kisses your forehead.
“im sorry, it just had me so worried you’ll leave and never love me an-” he cuts you off by kissing you. “never, i love you y/n y/l/n.”
you giggle, “ i love you too, stefan salvatore.”
I know it has spelling errors, sorry. its short too, ive had a crazy last week but wanted to get this out. i love doing stefan, i have a new jj maybank one coming out too!!
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zalrb · 3 years
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Can you link me some of your favorite anti-Delena / pro-Stelena posts that you’ve done? I’ve read your master list so many times lol but I really want to know if you have any favorites that you often think back to and you’re like “damn. I was really going off that day.”
honestly they're all my favourites in different ways but to play along with this ask, i'll talk about the few that come to my mind first:
this one because i was TIRED of the DE theory that elena chose stefan because she was scared and the kiss made her change her mind because it was a stupid theory
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/155965695700/in-3x22-elena-talks-to-matt-about-stefan-and
this one because i'd HAD it with this argument
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/144416987705/what-would-u-say-to-de-fans-who-say-that-elena
this one because this was like the one millionth time someone came up with this argument and again, i'd had it:
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/186239567565/stefan-fell-for-elena-because-she-was-everything
this one because i thought i really articulated the difference between sc and se
http://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/156761337415/so-scrs-have-a-post-comparing-3x07-with-8x10-and
this one because i thought i broke down what was wrong with sc well
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/620868430378172416/i-know-you-dont-like-sc-anymore-but-discrediting
and then this one when someone said that the holes in the sc relationship are inconsistent and i was like, ok but are they?
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/645295866258784256/steroline-anon-long-rant-first-stelena-are
this one because i explained the problems with both sc and de well and again i'd just had it
http://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/160487885690/is-messy-and-develops-over-time-and-rooted-in
this one because of the context around the ask, initiumseries and i were being accused of being anti-black because we didn't ship a few bw/wm ships and one of them was bonenzo and this anon kept coming back about bonenzo and how bonnie did for enzo what elena did for stefan and i kept saying it was different because the writing for stelena was there and then i got this ask about ok so what exactly does stefan like about elena and i was like don't worry, i have receipts
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/181840625050/can-you-explain-what-was-it-about-elena-that
and then this one because it was a follow-up
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/613718719334580224/what-things-do-you-think-elena-loves-about-stefan
this one because i was like, LMAO THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/186643949021/whatever-you-think-de-did-more-couple-things-than
same with this
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/183294650300/stefan-loved-the-good-one-and-not-the-monster
these ones because i was like, honestly, i find that a lot of se shippers underestimate what se was
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/622478215537131520/its-honestly-sad-that-stelena-never-even-got
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/616044573397057536/this-is-what-a-der-said-about-elena-saying-stefan
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/164460388145/have-you-noticed-that-when-elena-is-going-through
in the same vein, this one because i was like people don’t understand elena’s point 
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/616045554276941824/ders-are-so-fucking-dumb-do-they-lack-critical
this one because it broke down the sire bond
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/156287220175/i-really-liked-your-toxic-relationship-post-but
this one -- and basically all of my "SE aren't unhealthy" posts because every time I was like try again.
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/162678807080/stelena-wasnt-healthy-their-problems-are-worse
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/616437013238939648/stefan-manipulated-elena-into-opening-up-about-her
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/190417664885/stefan-followed-elena-to-the-graveyard-went-to
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/155817763005/oh-and-damon-is-always-saying-how-he-doesnt
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/628937210528415744/you-say-stefan-nevwr-outright-told-elena
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/172526589260/damon-called-elena-out-on-her-suicidal-tendencies
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/623920001404059648/how-would-you-respond-if-someone-said-stefan
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/616676648195129344/stefan-made-elena-drink-animal-blood-when-she
same with this one
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/156759616750/lmao-stefan-challenges-her-you-say-ders-have-no
this one because i was tired of people bringing up stefan choosing to save matt as a flaw
https://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/648426560999800832/hey-i-like-your-tvd-posts-they-are-legit
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drsilverfish · 5 years
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DrSilverfish Meta Masterpost S8
Hellatus historical meta masterpost housekeeping! 
I was new to Tumblr in S8 and finding my feet (stylistically as much as anything) as well as live-watching SPN for the first time (usually by shitty overseas live-stream) so, a lot of the early stuff is shippy rambling rather than decent meta. 
I was also much more hopeful that the Destiel subtext might be canon fore-shadowing back in “Season Gr8″ (as we dubbed it at the time).  
Some of this is worth reading, particularly I’d say, from about No 21) “Dean, Nazis and the Closet” onwards, i.e. from commentary on 8x13 Everybody Hates Hitler to the end of the season.
It’s really interesting looking back. There was a lot of disappointment in the Destiel fandom here on Tumblr after 8x17 and the crypt scene in Goodbye Stranger, where it felt as if an “I love you” from Dean to Castiel was, somehow, missing.  This was later (to a reasonable fact-checked standard) confirmed to have indeed been a removed line (by Jensen, who didn’t think it was right for Dean):
http://fandomdebunker.tumblr.com/post/64507789422/the-rumor-that-jensen-confirmed-the-i-love-you 
Looking back, I think he was probably right, but it felt disappointing then, at a time when the queer subtext seemed to be lapping at the shores of breaking waves into main-text. 
For Destiel fans, and queer subtext followers, there was, nevertheless, a lot to love about S8: the “purity” of Purgatory and Dean’s search for his angel; Benny’s “thirst” for Dean; Charlie introducing Dean to LARP-ing; Aaron Bass as Dean’s “gay thing”; Naomi forcing Castiel to kill innumerable Dean-clones in Heaven (evidence that Heaven saw Cas’ feelings for Dean as, in particular, transgressive); and another lovely Cas-centric episode from Edlund, The Great Escapist  (8x21), when Cas cleverly hid from the angels by zapping between multiple Biggersons diners, trapping his angelic pursuers in “quantuum superposition” (lol). 
From Dean’s hallucinations of Cas, and his self-memory-wipe of the fact Cas deliberately let go of his hand at the portal exit from Purgatory, to their tender exchange about Cas’ suicidal ideation in 8x08 Hunter Heroici, to the romantic subtext of Metatron’s angel-fall spell ingredients (see meta below) S8 was (despite poor Cas’ torture by Heaven and his deep depression) a season of reconciliation for Dean and Cas, after the previous season’s (S7) upheavals: Cas’ apparent lake-death; the long separation; Dean’s rage and grief; Emmanuel’s mind-wipe; Cas’ “mental break” (Cas taking on Sam’s cage-match scars as atonement); and the whole Leviathan fall-out from the Godstiel arc. 
S8 remains, despite its disappointments, one of my favourite seasons.    
Season 8
1) Is Supernatural “Queer-Baiting” or is it Erotically Homosocial?
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/35297767675/is-supernatural-queer-baiting-or-is-it 
2) Mulder and Scully vs Cas and Dean - Love, Narrative, and Being ‘”Out”
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/35370673077/mulder-and-scully-vs-cas-and-dean-love
3) What if Sam had a Plan on that Bridge?
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/35474455496/what-if-sam-had-a-plan-on-that-bridge
4)  Dean’s Daddy Issues  (8x05 Blood Brother and 8x06 Southern Comfort)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/35701230407/deans-daddy-issues 
5)  The Course of True Love Never did Run Smooth  (8x07 A Little Slice of Kevin) 
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/35756472429/the-course-of-true-love-never-did-run-smooth 
6) So Castiel is a “God-Forsaken Thing” that Dean “Cares About”? (8x07 A Little Slice of Kevin)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/35835317081/so-castiel-is-a-godforsaken-thing-that-dean
7) “I Wasn’t Weak, I Was Stronger than You - I Pulled Away”: Castiel Getting it Wrong (8x07 A Little Slice of Kevin)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/35842147281/i-wasnt-weak-i-was-stronger-than-you-i-pulled
8) More Than a Boner - The Bathroom Scene Revisited (8x07)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/36022592701/more-than-a-boner-the-bathroom-scene
9) Why Sam Didn’t Look for Dean: Some Speculation
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/36098761529/why-sam-didnt-look-for-dean-some-speculation 
10) Dean/ Cas: A Fine Romance. How Should that Slow On-Screen Build-Up Continue?
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/36172853047/dean-cas-a-fine-romance-how-should-that-slow
11) Dean/Cas, a Fine Romance... How Should THAT Kiss Unfold On-Screen?
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/36249617858/dean-cas-a-fine-romance-how-should-that-kiss
12) 8x07 A Little Slice of Kevin - Dean’s Forgiveness of Castiel
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/36384800654/picture-credit-to 
13) The Textual Threads of Dean Winchester’s Beautiful, Ambivalent, Sexuality
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/36540877041/the-textual-threads-of-dean-winchesters 
14) 8x08 Hunter Heroici - What if Dean and Cas were Damon and Elena?
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/36884331511/what-if-dean-and-cas-were-damon-and-elena)
15) Dean and Cas: The Sky is Going to Rain Crimson for Those Two
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/37361902553/dean-and-cas-the-sky-is-going-to-rain-crimson-for
16) In Which S4 Illuminates S8 (Mini-Meta)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/40124370749/in-which-season-4-illuminates-season-8-mini-meta
17) 8x10 Torn and Frayed - The Choice of Sam and Dean  
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/40735606424/the-choice-of-sam-and-dean-spoilers-for-8x10 
18) 8x10 Torn and Frayed - Let’s Take a Moment for Sam
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/40781379927/lets-take-a-moment-for-sam-spoilers-for-8x10 
19) 8x11 LARP and the Real Girl - Charlie’s Relationship With Dean
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/41381955006/charlies-relationship-with-dean-spoilers-for 
20) A Friend for Sam - Musings on Character Development
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/42219949786/a-friend-for-sam-musings-on-character 
21) 8x13 Everybody Hates Hitler - Dean, Nazis and the Closet
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/42574075453/dean-nazis-and-the-closet-further-thoughts-on 
22) 8x13 Everybody Hates Hitler - The Golem as a Parallel Device
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/42745942537/the-golem-as-a-parallel-device-supernatural-8x13 
23) Dean’s Sexuality and Audience Interpretation
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/42790117441/deans-sexuality-and-audience-interpretation
24) The Sexual Politics of Audience Desire  (Supernatural and Fan-Fiction)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/42867211604/the-sexual-politics-of-audience-desire
25) 8x13 Everybody Hates Hitler - More Discussion on Dean, Nazis and the Closet (and some additional discussion on the closet in this episode with @mekbuda and @lookatthefreaking hipsters [now both deactivated])
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/42990052635/destiels-delight-dean-nazis-and-the-closet 
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/48276862638/aaron-bass-schr%C3%B6dingers-gay 
26) Dean as Nurturer: Mini Character Meta
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/43032313116/dean-as-nurturer-mini-character-meta
27)   Pick-Ups and Hook-Ups: Aaron, Ellie, Benny - Dean’s Supernatural Sexy-Times Meta (8x14 Trial and Error)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/43156477155/pick-ups-and-hook-ups-aaron-ellie-benny-deans
28) Commentary on Dean and “Mytharc”
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/43184426552/a-discussion-re-emergent-complexity-laura-prudom 
29) I Touch Myself: Musical Narrative Voice and Polysemy (8x14 Trial and Error)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/43252438290/i-touch-myself-musical-narrative-voice-and
30) “I’m Just Curious as to Which One You Consider Yourself, Mostly?” Dean Thinks it Through with Portia  (8x15 Man’s Best Friend With Benefits)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/43855179447/im-just-curious-as-to-which-one-you-consider 
31) Mytharc vs Heart-Arc: Dean as Medieval Romantic Hero
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/44110505167/mytharc-vs-heart-arc-dean-as-medieval 
and with additional commentary:
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/64143278936/get-the-saltenjoy-the-show-mytharc-vs
32) 8x17 Goodbye Stranger Dialogue Review
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/45888461261/supernatural-8x17-dialogue-review-spoilers 
33) Personal Queer Reflections on Shipping Dean and Cas, post 8x17 
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/45935841020/personal-queer-reflections-on-shipping-dean-and 
34) Bisexuality, Power Inequalities and the Difficulties of Representation - Destiel in 8x17 Goodbye Stranger
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/46012398416/bisexuality-power-inequalities-and-the 
35) “I’d Rather Have You, Cursed or Not”: Subtext, Mon Amour
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/46543190453/id-rather-have-you-cursed-or-not-subtext-mon 
36) Swing Low, Sweet Chariot - To Hell and Back - Taxi Driver, Cab Fare and Charon’s Boat  (18x19 Taxi Driver)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/47145558835/swing-low-sweet-chariot-to-hell-and-back-taxi 
37) Four Times Sam Was Challenged on not Searching for Dean
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/47233826179/four-times-sam-was-challenged-on-not-searching-for 
38) Killing Kitsune to Caressing Castiel: Dean’s Journey from his own Side of Monster 
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/48219811386/killing-kitsune-to-caressing-castiel-deans
39) Pac-Man Fever Calls Back Yellow Fever (8x20)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/48827322213/pac-man-fever-calls-back-yellow-fever-overcoming
40) Edlund’s Love Letter to Fan-Fiction in The Great Escapist (8x21) 
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/49413040878/edlunds-love-letter-to-fan-fiction-8x21
41) “Why Do People Always Think We’re Gay?” (8x21)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/49415068274/why-do-people-always-think-were-gay-8x21
42) Sam’s Mistaken Quest for “Purity” (8x21)
http://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/49468662684/flipse-it-doesnt-matter-anymore-because 
43) In Purgatory, The Heart is Purified for Heaven
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/49963611742/in-purgatory-the-heart-is-purified-for-heaven
44) “Of the Blessings Set Before You: Make Your Choice and Be Content” (8x23 Sacrifice)
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/50567052832/of-the-blessings-set-before-you-make-your-choice
45) Metatron’s Spell: The Ingredients (8x23)
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/50579065447/metatrons-spell-the-ingredients-spn-8x23-the
46) Naomi is a Bitch, Abaddon is a Whore - Can We Not? (8x23)
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/50599390401/naomi-is-a-bitch-abbadon-is-a-whore-can-we
47) Queer Angel Love in Metatron’s Spell (A Few Further Thoughts on 8x23)
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/50604693898/gay-angel-love-in-metatrons-spell-a-few-further
48) The Bar Scene in 8x23 - Detailed Analysis of LGBTQ “Lib” and “Lol” Moments
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/50661253249/the-bar-scene-in-8x23-spoilers-detailed
49) Supernatural Soap: Does Adding a Gay Writer Matter? (Berens Joins the Show)
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/58286938085/supernatural-soap-does-adding-a-gay-writer
50) The Gospel of Mary Winchester Still Needs to Be Written
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/60227577254/image-credit-fanpop-mary-winchester-burned-on 
51) Actual Crypt Scene vs Gag Reel Crypt Scene (8x17): That Which is Disavowed
https://drsilverfish.tumblr.com/post/60477660660/weird-little-angel-x-this-is-a-nice 
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Delena is worse than Klaroline Klaus is portrayed as villain Damon is portrayed as villain who changed for a girl except she didn't change she destroyed herself to be with him and Caroline... she didn't change to be with Klaus in 5x11. She made it pretty clear he's not part of her future? she just wants to have sex with him and that's it. Meanwhile Elena wanted to marry who slept with her mother. Klaus found redemption when he left Tyler free and he didn't bother Caroline anymore. Damon didnt
Sigh. Ok look I’ll give you that one thing Klaus was “always in the villain box”even if he was a poor one at that. lol whatever that means on TVD 
But to me Klaus harmed Caroline and the people she loves its the same to me I’m sorry. Do I enjoy watching Klaroline on screen more ? Yea yeah I do. But no he never said sorry he harmed her I mean he literally bit her after she told him off the fucker is on egotistical manchild trip and needs his ass kicked and balls cut off.    Caroline didn’t change no I agree but still what she did was fucked up doesnt matter if it wasnt a dating thing or commitment thing but 5x11 was still fucked up I mean she knew this guy he fuckin murdered Tyler’s mother in cold blood AFTER HE TRIED TO FREE PEOPLE THAT WERE HIS SLAVES she  couldn’t keep her hormone/ emotions in check for a little while jesus it was a dark mark on her character for sure especially because it was trashy and cheap to me. And not to mention fanservice. I’m sorry; I’m calling it like I see it. and for her to go there means she felt something whatever that was for him.  And she didnt even understand why TYLER WAS RIGHTFULLY MAD AFTER THAT.  Always #TeamTyler forever and always . 
I’m not saying Caroline was fucked up in the head and destroyed herself like Elena no for sure Elena takes the cake there . But Caroline fucked up when she chose to go there with a guy who wanted Bonnie dead at one point Elena dead who killed Jenna who took control of Alaric’s body yeah her baby daddy and doesnt matter if he “lets Tyler go free” TYLER SHOULD NOT HAVE HAD TO RUN PERIOD.  This is HIS town he grew up in it . No there is no excuse. Because of him Caroline had to SNEAK AROUND WITH TYLER. I mean what even ?!!? Klaus should be the one getting the fuck out.  He fucked with Stefan until Stefan flipped his shit. 
 Did Klaus find redemption? Eh IDK he looks like a hot mess on Originals too. 
 I will give you this Klaus didn’t bother and annoy Caroline about their future as much as Damon did despite the fact that Elena said no over and over and Klaus didnt kill someone Caroline loves because she didnt kiss him or give him the time of day that I’ll give Klaus.  But then at the end of the day no one was a bigger manchild than Damon and no one was written more shitty than him. 
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Bloodstream {Bamon One-Shot}
So, it was recently pointed out to me that I’ve never shared my smutty goodness with Tumblr, so here you go. This was posted on FF.net and A03 awhile back, until I moved everything to my own website. It’s the first fanfic I ever wrote, which lead to the 23 chapter madness that is ODD DAYS. Enjoy!  - SN
Summary:  Bonnie and Damon are trapped in the Prison World. When his pessimism drives Bonnie to tears, Damon comforts her the only way he knows how - and discovers a longing for something more. 
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries: BAMON
Rating: All the smut. Like, all of it.
Musical Inspiration: Bloodstream by Stateless
She talks in her sleep. Random words and phrases in Latin, half mumbled curses and imaginings slipping past her lips in a purge. It’s like she’s trying to relearn magick even as she dreams, her subconscious attempting to tap back into the only thing that can get them home. He teases her about it relentlessly, but he’s already grown accustomed to the sounds; her white noise is a comfort on the nights he can’t sleep. Makes the world seem less empty.
It doesn’t happen often, but every once in a while - usually after a few too many drinks - she retires to her room opposite his and cries herself to sleep. He hears her through the walls, late night whimpering and pillow smothered sobs that, in the real world, could be mistaken for the sounds of the boardinghouse settling or some restless animal outside. He’d lay there, listening, wanting to get up and apologize for calling her useless, or for whatever else he had done that day to undermine her hope. But he was conscious of her efforts to keep her tears to herself; the crush of cotton against her lips echoed in his ears as she fought to suffer silently.   So usually, he would simply listen, try to afford her some privacy in this world so full of nothing. He’d picture her green eyes swollen and weeping, count the rapid beats of her heart, and wish the sadness would leave long enough for her to get some rest.
But tonight, when Bonnie’s tears start, he remembers the depth of her compassion, her empathy. He recalls the sacrifices she’s made - for their friends, for him, for those they love. He realizes she’s crying for the both of them. Crying for what they’ve lost, for what their lives could have been. And suddenly he’s no longer content to let her suffer on her own.
Damon gets out of bed and crosses the hall, entering Bonnie’s room without knocking. She starts but doesnt speak, doesnt look at him; just wipes her face quickly and curls deeper into the blankets. After a moment’s hesitation, he crawls onto the bed, staying on top of the blankets but wrapping his arms around her, burying his face in her hair.
“Come on, BonBon,” he says quietly. “Your chili wasn’t that bad.”
She laughs - the sound still choked with tears, but a laugh nonetheless.
“It’s gonna be okay,” he whispers, squeezing her softly. “We’re alone in this, together.”
She doesn’t reply, but her arms come up and grip him, her fingers intertwining with his. He kisses the top of her head and draws her closer, tightening their spoon position as her breath steadies into rhythmic air.
“We’ll be alright, Bonnie.”
*.*.*
He wakes a few hours later, the night still pressing down on them. Somehow, he’s ended up underneath the covers with her in his arms, half on top of him, their legs tangled and her head resting in the hollow between his neck and shoulder.  Damon lays his head down on the pillow and lets himself drift back to sleep, his hands roaming over her back, gently trailing and petting. She’s warm, her skin emitting that clove and earth scent that is specifically Bonnie and he breathes it in, lets it flood his senses.
Halfway between awake and dream, he forgets this is his own personal hell, forgets the loss of his brother. He forgets the fear and the lack of control over the circumstances, and he forgets the longing to see the sparkle in Elena’s eyes one last time.  He doesn’t quite recognize the feeling that envelops him in this moment; it’s foreign and familiar all at the same time, but it soothes him, and he’s grateful.
Contentment. That’s the word he’s looking for.  More content than he can ever remember being, his cellmate nestled close and settled against him. He smiles softly and his hands grow stronger on her backside, pulling her into a kind of hug, his hips involuntarily pushing up into her.
The moan that escapes her lips is rich with sleep and longing, and though she’s still unconscious Bonnie grinds herself against him in response. Damon snaps awake, his skin warming and the blood rushing to specific parts of his anatomy. And before he can comprehend what he’s doing he thrusts into her again, locking his groan in his throat at the contact. Her hand sweeps across his bare chest, absently tickling and pinching his nipple, but he can hear the change in her heartbeat as she starts to wake up.   If he gives her a chance to realize what she’s doing she’ll stop, pull away, and in this darkness, in this content moment, that’s the last thing he wants. He misses being touched, misses the blood pulse of another body pressed into his. He doesn’t think, just slides his hands down to her hips and shifts her tiny frame to completely over his body, squeezing her ass and surging up against her pelvis again.
Her eyes are open now as she looks down at him, hands trembling slightly against his shoulders. She doesn’t speak and neither does he but he holds her stare, ice blue and forest green locked together, silently discussing the right and wrong of it, each daring the other to back down. It’s a long moment before she leans in and brushes her lips against his, softly, tentatively, and he lets her set the pace as she teases her tongue into his mouth. He groans when her flavor hits his tongue and that grateful feeling rolls over him again, and when he opens wide to take all of her in Bonnie responds with a moan of her own that shakes his core. He can smell the heat of her blood as the desire rises within her, all smoke and spice, and he has to fight the urge to sink his teeth deep into her throat and drown in her red.
It’s slow. Quiet. Movements only frantic with the threat of realization, voices only used to whisper encouragement.  Clothes tossed with abandon as lips, fingers, tongue find the secret hidden places that make her moan his name. She’s free, sensual, wicked in a way he never dreamed she could be and Damon briefly wonders how he could have missed all this fire inside her before. It’s overwhelming the way the power and lust bursts from her skin and embraces him, takes him in, accepting all that this is without judgment, without fear. It’s only when her small, delicate hand grasps his cock and guides him to her entrance, only when he sees the hunger on her face does he realize that same inferno is burning within him, that this consuming is something they can only bring out in one another.
Heat. Pulsing, tingling, devastating heat wrapped around his cock like a vise and she meets him thrust for thrust, rolling her hips like a dancer, taking all he has to give. Which, from his perspective, is everything. Every whimper. Every growl. Every drop of sweat and every empty beat of his undead heart belongs to her. He can’t look her in the eye because he’ll cum too soon and he needs this to last just a little bit longer. Just a little longer.
Just a little bit longer.
The sharp tug of her fingers in his hair are just another spur now as she pulls him back into her line of sight and covers his mouth with hers.  He kisses her, hard and deep, losing himself in it before she deliberately runs her tongue along his fang, splitting it open and filling his mouth with blood.   Hot copper, sacred fire, hitting his throat as he surges into the tight, wet sheath of her body. His name, rising and falling on her breath, her nails in his flesh, the electric shock of her cunt as she starts to cum. He can’t take it, it’s too much too fast and Damon is emptying his cock inside her before he can stop himself, the ecstasy racing through his body and across every nerve. It’s good, so good and so fucking perfect he can’t help the roar of her name that bellows out of him, cant help the bruising grip he has on her hips as he watches the witch come apart beneath him, with him, for him.
It’s a few moments before either of them can move. But when he’s done panting air he doesn’t need to breathe, he’s gathering her to him, his hands cupping her face and staring into her bright eyes. She looks beautiful and spent, lips swollen and bruised from his attention, and when she opens her mouth to speak he kisses her again, effectively silencing her. He doesn’t want to hear it. He doesn’t want to remember where they are, who they are. He just wants this moment of peace and her magickal blood slipping across his tongue.
This moment where just the two of them is enough.
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Revenge, Interrupted (Part 10)
[Ch 1] [Ch 2] [Ch 3] [Ch 4] [Ch 5] [Ch 6] [Ch 7] [Ch 8] [Ch 9]
A/N: I actually rewrote this to add a particular scene (youll know which when you read it), something I promised to do if my exam results were great, which they were (98%!!) So I was smiling the whole time writing this. Also, I hope now that the angst and mixed signals have set in, it doesnt seem to confusing or directionless. The plot is going to pick up next chapter, I promise. Happy reading!
Stefan closed the door behind Caroline and glanced around his bedroom, trying not to stare at the wet dress clinging to her body as she took her jacket off, shivering as she rubbed her bare arms.
He was still drunk.
She turned around and looked at him. Unconsciously, he felt himself stepping towards her, thoughts impossibly disorganised. She moved closer too and her hand brushed against his. He started. “Your hands are freezing!”
She nodded absently. 
He took her hand between his, vaguely noticing once again how his engulfed hers, and rubbed, warming it up. “Don’t wanna catch a cold.” He said, as much to himself as he did to her.
When it was warm enough, she held up her other hand. “Couples help warm each other,” she said. “Being realistic.”
Stefan found himself smiling back as he rubbed her other hand. Soon enough, they were standing there, hands clasped in between them, staring at each other. 
The mood shifted.
His gaze instinctively dropped to her lips which parted a little and an image of them making out against the wardrobe popped into his mind. Her expression became more intense and both of their breathing became uneven.
The kiss in the park had been mind-blowing. He hadn’t felt like that in ages, that mixture of lust and feelings, and now standing in front of her in a dimly lit room it was all he could think about, and given the way she was staring at him, so was she.
Then her hands were on the back of his neck and she was kissing him, pushing him against the wall, and the hunger and chills he’d felt earlier were back. His hands were in her soft hair and he kissed her back, mind going blank as she pressed her body against his, all burning pleasure in the pit of his stomach.
She broke the kiss as Stefan pulled his soaked jacket off, tugging at the sleeves to help him, and as soon as it had hit the floor his hands were holding her face, and they gazed at each other for a split second, pupils dilated, before their lips crashed together again, passionate and urgent.
The voice in the back of his mind telling him this shouldn’t be happening was so faint it need not have existed.
He pushed her against the wardrobe, and as they slammed into it the soda bottle fell off the table next to them but neither of them cared. She grabbed his face and pulled him closer as his hand snaked up her back and was in her golden waves again, moving instinctively as they kissed headily, the air getting more and more charged. He felt her hand on his elbow, gripping it tight, and then he lifted her up, her back pressed against the wardrobe and legs wrapped around his waist.
He wasn’t sure what was more intoxicating, the alcohol or Caroline. It was happening too fast and felt too good and he didn’t want to stop or think, just give in to the pure lust that ran through his every nerve ending. She gripped his hair again as he carried her over to the bed and lowered them onto it, gripping the small of her back, firmly pulling her into him. Their hips were pressed together, and he felt another current of aching desire as he felt her leg slide up his.
Her hands were on his belt, the movements halting yet urgent, as he reached to pull his shirt over his head. Caroline’s hands stilled as she gazed at his torso, eyes darkening, and the look on her face made him reach down to kiss her again, slowly and softly this time, his hands gliding up her damp dress, against her silky smooth, burning skin, making her let out a little gasp.
The sound nearly drove him crazy, and he moved his lips to her delicate, pale neck, wanting to hear it again. He worked at it for a few seconds, her breathing growing more erratic, littered with sighs as her legs wrapped around his.
Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door.
“Caroline, have you changed yet? We’re waiting” came Bonnie’s voice.
They snapped back to reality. Stefan pulled away and scrambled off the bed as she sat up, both wide-eyed and struggling to think a coherent thought.
“Uh… could I borrow some clothes?” She mumbled.
“Yeah” he replied throatily. He busied himself with looking through a half-unpacked suitcase for clothes and handed her a hoodie and sweatpants. “Sorry, it might be too big…”
“That’s okay.” She looked a little discomposed and incredibly beautiful with her hair tangled up and cheeks flushed. He wondered what she was thinking, how she was processing this.
He moved away swiftly. “So yeah, tell me if you need different clothes.”
She nodded and went into the bathroom, and he sank down against the bed, clutching his head that felt way too light.
What the fuck had just happened?
He went to the living room, where Bonnie and Enzo stood at the front door, waiting for Caroline and Elena to drop them back to their hotels. Luckily, they were too busy talking to each other, but Enzo smirked slightly on seeing Stefan.
“Okay, never doing that again.” Bonnie said on seeing Stefan.
“Come on love, it wasn’t that bad.” Enzo said.
“That’s because you barely drank. And you lived in London. We aren’t used to freak showers!”
“Bonnie’s right. Rain is fun until you’re soaked and shivering and running to your building late at night.” Stefan said.
Elena joined them, eating a granola bar in hopes of avoiding a hangover. “Ugh. I don’t care about the moving schedule, I’m sleeping in tomorrow.”
“You have my permission” came Caroline’s voice from behind him. She stood in the doorway of his room, refusing to meet his gaze. Stefan liked the sight of her in his oversized hoodie way more than he should have and cleared his throat.
“I’m turning in for tonight,” Stefan said.
“See you, mate. Next time you’re the designated driver.” Enzo muttered.
“Goodnight.” Stefan said, before turning to Caroline and awkwardly mumbling “Bye babe”
Finally, she looked up at him, her expression guarded. “See you tomorrow.” She said.
He nodded and made his way to his room, grabbed a change of clothes and locked himself in the bathroom. He stood gripping the sink, staring into space. His clothes were still damp and cold but he didn’t move to take them off.
His inebriated mind tried sorting through the rollercoaster of emotions he’d felt since Caroline had walked back into his loft that night, actively trying to ignore what had just happened minutes ago.
They’d had fun in the day, exploring the city, and he’d been able to chalk his feelings off to friendship until they’d kissed in her loft. She was a really good kisser.
She was distant after that, so reluctant to go to the old park, that he thought she wasn’t comfortable with the plan anymore and wanted out, but she refused when he offered.
And then before he knew it they were drunk and lying under the stars with nature around them and music playing in the background and it was like everything else had stopped existing at it was just them in the entire universe. Him and Caroline and the stormy night sky and the overgrown greenery. It had felt magical, like they could have been at any point in history. It felt new but also a thousand years old.
Wow, he was wasted.
And then she was talking about making out and seemed to glow in the moonlight and her hand was behind his neck and his was on her waist and then they were kissing. It happened so fast, so naturally, he didn’t even question or fully process it. And they didn’t stop. And they weren’t going to, had it not started pouring. He realised that he didn’t want to. Just like back in his room. And he had a feeling she didn’t feel the same way, that it had just been the alcohol on her side.
He shook his head, suddenly unsettled and angry at himself, forced himself to change, and then collapsed on the bed, pulling the comforter over him. Immediately, he noticed something was different, but it took a few seconds for his vodka addled mind to put his finger on it.
The sheets smelled like Caroline. Also her perfume. And now he couldn’t stop thinking about her.
As sleep weighed down Stefan’s eyelids and he began drifting off, he hoped in vain he wouldn’t dream of Caroline Forbes. ~*~*~ Stefan awoke to a pounding headache and stumbled outside, running into a coffee-bearing Damon. “Hello, brother. Here, it’ll help with the hangover.”
Stefan groaned and took it, forcing himself to drink. Unsurprisingly, now that he was once again capable of rational thought, his thoughts jumped straight to Caroline.
They were, he was breaking the unspoken rules. Earlier in the evening, her reluctance had made it clear that she wasn’t okay with being so close all the time when Elena and Bonnie practically had to drag her outside. Whatever he felt or was starting to feel had to take a backseat. It was nothing more than a fake relationship, and he had to give her space. Something like that kiss couldn’t happen again.
Last night was intense and amazing and wrong. His feelings, knowing he was ruining the pact and being unfair to her, unnerved him. What he refused to admit scared him the most was the thought that maybe he was starting to feel something for her as a product of the fake relationship and she didn’t; that it was all the plan to her, a plan that seemed to be getting too much. It made his chest ache a bit.
He decided he wasn’t going to drink again as long as they were dating. It wasn’t worth the risk.
“So, how are things with Caroline?” Damon smirked.
“Good.” He answered tersely. “You and Elena?”
“Great. So, have you two sealed the deal yet?”
Stefan flashed his brother a look and Damon held his hands up in mock surrender. “Oh, my bad. Forgot it was you I was talking to. So, do you loooove her yet?”
Stefan’s head snapped up in surprise.
The question unsettled him. Seeing his clenched jaw, Damon mouthed “Okay then” and told him to call their mother who had been wondering why he wasn’t picking up his phone.
“We haven’t been to Mystic Falls in so long.” Stefan sighed.
“I miss the boarding house. And Sarah.”
Stefan nodded. “I’m glad she’s happy after the divorce.”
Damon smiled at his brother. “Just wish she’d moved there when we were kids. Who knows, we could have met the others ages ago.”
That was another thought that gave him a strange feeling. He changed the subject quickly. ”We wouldn’t have ever met Lexi. I miss her.”
“And Rose.” Damon added.
Stefan went to shower, and after eating the waffles his brother so obligingly made him, played some Xbox with Damon before he remembered the time. He quickly dialled Caroline’s number, ignoring his ridiculous sweaty palms and nervousness.
Was he twelve?
“Hi Stefan” she sounded completely normal, like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. He was taken aback and wished he could see her face, try and gauge what was going on from her expression.
“Hey. What time should I come to pick up the rest of your stuff?”
“Oh that’s okay, Enzo already dropped it to the loft a few hours ago.”
“Uh, okay.”
“So… what are you going to do today?”
“Read, wait to hear back and see if I got a job, skype Lexi I guess. You?”
Her voice perked up. “Girls’ day! I’m checking out right now, and we’re going shopping before we officially move into the loft.”
Right. She was moving to his floor. He swallowed. “Great.”
Caroline’s tone changed. “Stefan, about last night…”
So she did remember. “It was just the alcohol.” He added swiftly.
Silence. He wished once more that he could see her face right now. “Yeah, of course. The plan is still on, right?”
“Yes, we’re doing a pretty good job I think.”
Maybe too good a job. Now she seemed to want the plan? The mixed signals were confusing the hell out of him.
“Okay, see you later.” She hung up.
Stefan stared at his phone and then flopped back onto the couch. He picked up the laptop and saw Lexi online. He called her and seconds later, her familiar face popped up on the screen.
“Stefan!” she beamed.
“Hey Lex!”
“Oh my god, how are you? Why do you have dark circles?”
“Long story.”
“Do tell, I’m bored.”
Stefan looked around, and saw Damon’s door ajar, so he walked into his room and closed the door. “So.” He started. “Do you know what Damon and Bonnie and Elena pulled on me my first week in town?”
“Knowing your brother, a prank?” she ventured.
“Exactly. And not just on me, on their best friend too. Her name is Caroline and they set us up on a blind date.”
Lexi’s eyes widened. “Oooh, is she hot?”
Stefan realised for the first time he could just be honest about all of this. “Yeah.”
“So are you two dating, then?”
And then he was telling her about the whole plan, the words spilling out now that he could finally tell someone about it.
“And yesterday, we got drunk and made out twice.” He concluded.
Lexi pursed her lips.
“Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Uh. Okay. Stefan, it’s an interesting plan. God knows Damon has it coming, but be careful, because you could be way in over your head before you know it.”
Stefan scoffed. “I’m fine.”
She nodded. “I hope so.”
He looked away.
“What?” Lexi asked with narrowed, scrutinising eyes.
“I’m kind of confused.” He admitted mournfully. “I don’t know what’s real or not, from my side and hers, and yesterday neither of us stopped. And I didn’t want to.”
Lexi’s expression softened on seeing his face. “Cheer up. Maybe it was just the alcohol.”
“I don’t want to be that guy, put her on the spot and ruin our friendship by wanting more. Especially given how we’re fake dating, it’s completely unfair.”
It felt good to finally voice that.
She sighed. “How long until this ends?”
Stefan thought. “We’d decided on a month or two. It’s been like five days.”
Lexi was deep in thought and suddenly glanced at her watch. “Oh, time for work. Listen, don’t stress out or turn into dark broody Stefan. Maybe you’re overthinking. Wait to see how things are when you’re both sober, and hang in there. I’ll call you when I get back, okay.”
“Bye.” He smiled at his best friend.
Yeah, he thought as the screen turned black.
Hang in there. Maybe it was nothing.
[Ch 11]
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Oh my god, I saw that you reflagged the Salty Ask List and I LOVE reading your rants and your general thoughts on books / television, so of course I needed to send you some of these. 1,22, 7 and 10. Pick whatever fandom you feel like ranting about haha.
haha thank u my lovely
1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?
- predictably, i find d*lena a piece of nonsense. and the most mind-boggling thing is that the show, not the fandom, sabotaged this ship. julie & caroline dries supposedly support it but they spent the whoooole of season 5 making damon and elena run circles around each other and yell that they’re toxic and hate what they’ve become (there’s a scene where elena ties him up and stabs him and wishes she could hate him #WHY), it was weird. and it wasn’t like fun, messy weird. if you wanted to convince me of their potential why put them thru this? for drama and ratings?? there are ways to keep romantic interest going without self-destruction. but i’d be remiss if i didn’t mention that their dynamic just leaves me cold, mainly because they’re rarely fun, and they only seem to operate on high drama. like all their “firsts”, from kiss to sex to domestic stuff has been in defiance of others, hurting them for no reason. like, it wasn’t my decision to have domestic!d*elena happen while stefan was repeatedly dying in a safe at the bottom of a lake, so i ask these showrunners why do this if you want to make this your main ship. why. oh i know why, they hate women in general and elena should always be punished for wanting to have sex and be with a dude. 
- i don’t get j*aime/c*ersei. i like my incest just fine, but as a book reader on top of show watcher, i find this ship really dour and depressing. they don’t embody the whole “ride and die” dynamic, cuz cersei is mostly out there for herself and maybe one or two of her kids. if jaime isn’t her faithful copy, she rejects him. idk it bums me out. i don’t see it as compelling stuff.
- s*tucky has to be another huge mystery to me. the story, on its own, is interesting, but the way marvel is framing it should please NO ONE.  the movies DO SO LITTLE WITH IT. the fandom survives on crumbs and calls them a king’s feast, basically letting marvel know it’s all cool. the queerbait is so embarrassing, it strips this ship of all potential. 
- j*ohnlock in the bbc sherlock fandom. turned to shizz.
- c*lace is the dullest thing on shadowhunters. i mean u got incest drama and longing looks and aaangst and it still comes out lifeless and prefabricated. this may be the case where the actors dont have chemistry imo. 
-  zilpha/james. i don’t get at this point why ppl are still interested. incest dynamics aside, this ship is dull as hell. i stanned it HARD. but when half of your otp is literal dead weight, wtff?? zilpha was written for shits and giggles. some talented folks are writing AU for it, but honestly, james aint worthy. 
- harley/joker in suicide squad. bleeeeh. and lame. and so, so tame.
- k*laroline. the fucking tamest. 
- h*inny. the boringest harry potter ship, unless it’s mixed in with some conflicted tom riddle feelings in between.
- fanny/edmund from mansfield park. WHY. i don’t mind that they’re cousins, yall know me, BUT THEY ARE LIKE TWO WOODEN BLOCKS CLACKING TOGETHER SADLY. free fanny price. free her. 
- mindy/danny on TMP. THE WORST. he is the fucking worst. i mean i empathize with his upbringing and i get that becoming a better dude is a constant process, but HE DOESNT EVEN WANT TO TRY. FUCK HIM.
- motherfucking chair from gossip girl. they can choke. bring back dair.
- shoshanna/ray from girls. i’m so glad they didn’t resurrect that. 
- i have more but i’m running a blank at the moment. 
7. Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?
- i used to like taboo, i used to like sherlock bbc, i used to dig tvd in its heyday.  hmmm i used to like daenerys, until i read the books and the show put the final nail in that coffin. i used to like gabriel garcia marquez until i kinda tried to reread some of his stuff and maaan, that shit doesn’t age that well, actually
10. Most disliked arc? Why?
- that bullshit slave narrative on taboo. bonnie bennett’s arc in seasons 4-5. sansa’s butchered storyline on the show. matter of fact, ALL Got characters’ arcs. that storyline in gilmore girls where rory gets drunk and sleeps on the bathroom floor cuz logan didn’t call her. eeesh. i like that ship now but its beginnings were tumultuous at best. 
22. Popular character you hate?
barry fucking allen. yall heard me. john watson in the bbc version cuz he’s a fucking cunt. that downer girl from sense8, riley something. look i get it man, tragedy. you lost your daughter. but you’re suuuuch a downer. that asshole girl from 13 reasons why. haven’t even watched it and i know i’ll hate her. ha. 
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what about us part 8
stefan looks at you with a shocked look in his face
stefan: um hi
damon:oh we have a problem brother
stefan looks at damon with a concerned look on his face and you and damon both walk inside and get greeted by elena
elena: hi
you give elena a small smile then look back at damon
damon: y/n’s necklace is gone and she doesnt remember how it was taken off i think she was compelled
stefan: but by who?
elena starts to get nervous
elena:well we have to make sure she doesnt leave our sight
you look at the both of them
you:how can we forsure know i was compelled ? maybe it just broke off? and if i was compelled i dont think anything bad happened other than that night
stefan: if you were compelled and they are trying to harm you they could of compelled you to do something on a certain day at a certain time and you wouldnt remember
you: oh...
damon:when do you remember having it on
you: the night the ritual happened..when i woke up and bonnie helped me get cleaned up i remember looking in the mirror and having it around my neck with blood on it
stefan:she was stabed... elena who stabed her? they must of had something to do with it .
elena: i dont remember they snaped my neck behind me
damon:well that doesnt get us anywhere
few hours goes by and you are all sitting on the couch drinking bourbon
elena: y/n did you want to take a walk with me? must be better than sitting in here
you:sure
stefan: i dont think thats the best thing to do right now
elena:its okay we will be fine
elena give stefan a kiss and you look away awkwardly you knew inside you that you still loved him but just something in you said you couldnt
you and elena are walking on the bridge and stop to look at the moon
you:so how have you and stefan been?
elena: do you think you can take stefan away from me?
you;what?
elena puts her hand around your neck
elena: of course you do i tried doing it the easy way but i have to get rid of you for good ... ill just have to kill you
elena pulls your necklace out of her pocket and tosses it over the bridge landing in the water
you:you had it ? why are you doing this? over stefan? he will see the monster you are
you struggle trying to pull her hands off your neck
elena: haha me and stefan are meant to be together and they still havent notice my flip has been switched for um months now so im sure i can get rid of you and them not noticing either
elena looks you in the eyes and starts to compell you
elena:dont scream
elenas eyes darken as she lunges towards your neck, you try fighting her off but she was too strong you could feel you getting weaker and weaker as she kept drinking your blood you tried to scream but no sound could come out she keeps drinking until you could feel your body being drained , weak , cold and then everything goes black,
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tobeornottotc · 7 years
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My greatest ending for TVD but sigh...
Damon sacrifices him self after Elena wakes up, tells her he loves her yadada they have a great goodbye Caroline realises she wants to go to new orleans to get away from everything I’m hoping truly when stefan comes back he tells her he loves her but he doesnt understand why theres still emptiness and confusion in his heart plus I’m hoping elena is the one to revive him one last time Elena grieves for Damon dont get me wrong take as much time as you want But Stefan in someway or form has ingested the ‘cure’ maybe its the only way to bring him back from Kades deal, one last lifetime Not sure about elena but i hope she also somehow on her returning has taken the cure years later/Time jump Elena and stefan are close healing together, and finally I think maybe Stefan wants to try and ‘leave’ and have her start life ‘anew’ but then she kisses him and tells him they’re in it together, hes still the best choice she ever made and He asks her jokinly where she got the confidence to say that And she replies with I was feeling epic And then the end Not sure about bonnie
Sighhh only in my imagination 😂😂😂 but i wish kevin will try and do something like this If STEFAN dies i am done 😅 Send me in my inbox how you want tvd to end lets discuss 😄
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