Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV), The Originals (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Caroline Forbes/Klaus Mikaelson/Stefan Salvatore Characters: Caroline Forbes, Klaus Mikaelson, Stefan Salvatore Additional Tags: Fluff, Smut, Restraints, Bound Klaus Summary:
Stefan and Caroline are teaching Klaus to ask for what he wants - they have a unique way of doing it. Happy Valentines Day.
sometimes i really love my fics. i wrote that because i wanted to read it. i love it. nobody visits my fics more than me. they remind me that i’m a hard worker, that i created something. it’s mine and i cherish it and love it because it’s exactly what i wanted so i made it.
and other days i’m crippled by self criticism and hate everything and can’t bear to look at my own work because i know it’ll never compare to the greats
but i live for the days i love my work. because it’s mine, and i made it. i didn’t wait for somebody else to make what i dream about. i went and did it myself.
so don’t feel like your work is awful
it’s the stuff you dreamed about. it’s the stuff you decided to make a reality. it’s not about quality, or poetry, or how perfectly your sculpt your words or keep it so deeply in character; because it’s what you dreamed and it’s what you wanted to see, so you made it.
keep writing; it’s yours, and you made it. and if you want to continue to sharpen and improve yourself? then do it. it’s all yours and you can make it whatever you want.
Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV), The Originals (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Klaus Mikaelson/Stefan Salvatore Characters: Klaus Mikaelson, Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Original Characters, Aurora de Martel Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, Light BDSM, Submissive Klaus, Minor Character Death, Original Character Death(s), Bloodlust, Mild Gore, Blood, Depression, author!Stefan, alternative universe, Torture, Angst Series: Part 3 of Follow You Anywhere Summary:
They’re still hunting for the cure to Klaus’ curse but cracks are beginning to show and other enemies have raised their heads. Stefan’s trying to hold it all together but when tragedy strikes everyone begins to face their demons.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Originals (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Elijah Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Freya Mikaelson, Finn Mikaelson Additional Tags: Elijah has been cursed, its a nasty curse, brief mentions of violence Summary:
Elijah would be a perfectionist if not for his siblings.
Yesterday I spotted a post on tumblr and in a rare moment I left a comment on that post.
This isn’t something I do much anymore because for more than a year now I’ve been suffering from anxiety and depression. I had to take a long time off work in order to try and piece my fragile mind back together. It took almost half a year.
So I commented in a positive way noting it was a piece of fanfiction I was looking forward to reading. I added it to my bookmarks to read later.
Later I got a response from the original poster who started by saying they didn’t want to cause offence then proceed to do so. I got criticised for liking both Caroline and Damon. I made an inquiry into the comment as I had never mentioned Damon but the comment prayed on my mind. A lot.
This morning I woke up to an anon message calling me shameful and disgusting for being a Damon and Caroline fan. I’m positive this didn’t come from the original poster of the message I commented on. I deleted the message, but it’s been on my mind all day.
The dangerous thing about tumblr and these fandoms is the toxic effect that it holds over us. I come into tumblr to relax, to drift into another world for a few moments when life gets hard. This has not only ruined my confidence in tumblr but it’s put me off the Vampire Diaries and The Originals fandoms (in which I play an extremely minor role in my opinion).
Tumblr is a place full of people like me, suffering from depression and anxiety. Full of people who have issues and a means to express themselves, to learn to grow and try and support each other. To have people making me feel crap for what they presume I enjoy is appalling, and this type of behaviour makes me seriously consider just leaving altogether.
On a side note, I’m not a fan of Damon. I find him tedious. Where it was established from this blog that I liked him is beyond my comprehension. I am a massive fan of Stefan, Klaus, and Caroline in all the ways.
That being said I’ve learnt my lesson and I’ll keep my nose out of fandoms on tumblr. They’re dangerous places to play if you’re not careful.
Stefan wakes first, and for a minute he lies there coming to terms with a new day. Klaus is in the middle, face down, with a hand on Stefan’s tummy. Caroline on the other side of the bed has her back to them.
After a few minutes contemplation of the way the curtain sits against the wall Stefan gets up, stretches and reaches for his sweat pants. He pads downstairs and pauses to take in the brilliant white of the snow around their home. They’re in Norway at the minute, Klaus has a bee in his bonnet about some Shaman searching for old bones.
Stefan still maintains it was a bad idea to let Klaus watch Fortitude.
(‘But how can it not be real Stefan, they get their ideas from someplace! This needs to be thoroughly investigated.’)
The coffee is brewing and Stefan has a mug set out for himself, another for Klaus and his tea. There’s a charming English Rose patterned tea pot waiting for whatever herbal delicacy Caroline is into this morning. Stefan doesn’t mind, it allows him to get the whole pot of coffee to himself.
Stefan’s on his second cup when Caroline, wearing his hoodie, pushes herself into his lap and kisses him. Somehow she gets her butt on one of his thighs and her toes under the other.
He considers telling her to put socks on but he likes how she feels against him. He makes a note to pop a pair of socks into the drawer in the kitchen where he keeps spare boxer shorts for Klaus.
Caroline helps herself to the coffee Stefan’s drinking. Stefan doesn’t mind, he keeps his eye on the weather outside. They finish the mug and then they hear Klaus making his way into the kitchen. He rests his hands on Stefan’s shoulders and bends over his head to kiss him good morning. Caroline giggles when their mouths don’t match but Klaus grunts and heads for the counter. Sure enough he’s naked.
'We should take Trumph out,’ he says as he boils water and turns the radio on. Stefan smiles. Peace and quiet are overrated anyhow.
'I thought you were chasing this Shaman?’ Caroline asks as she gets up and goes to the drawer where they keep the underwear for Klaus. He puts it on without complaint.
'Oh he’s dead love. Nothing to worry about there,’ Klaus assures her.
Caroline shares a look with Stefan. He shrugs, but he guesses that’s why Klaus was in late last night. They don’t usually ask questions, Klaus has his reasons for doing things these days.
'Why Trumph,’ Stefan asks with a sigh. He gets another cup from his coffee pot.
'You told me I could only kill anyone more evil than myself when we got together,’ Klaus points out. 'He’s on my list.’
Stefan can tell Klaus is seriously mulling it over, cupping his mug and staring pensively out to the thick white blanket of snow. It makes Stefan nervous.
'They should add you to the list of approved methods for those receiving the death penalty,’ Caroline teases but the look Klaus gives her is of pure appreciation.
'We’ll talk about that,’ Stefan says. He adds it to his list of things he hopes Klaus forgets about. By the look on Caroline’s face she already regrets voicing her thoughts.
'Okay, what’s for breakfast?’ Caroline opens the fridge and Klaus leaves the kitchen to join Stefan at the table. Their legs tangle underneath the table. Stefan’s reading the latest news on his tablet and Klaus is doodling with a blue Biro on a notebook. Caroline is singing along to the radio as she whisks eggs and Stefan barely notices the thick ball of contentment that’s settled deep in his chest. It’s been there for a while now and hopefully will be for many lifetimes to come.
