Stefan Salvatore

Independent RP Please check rules before interacting. 21+ darker themes

[crownmemes]

First Meetings Sentences, Vol. 3

(Sentences for muses meeting for the first time. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"I'm beginning to find you quite interesting."

"I'm not going to have this conversation, least of all with someone I don't even know."

"How do you know where I live?"

"Who are you and why are you being so aggressive with me?"

"Do you always make this good of a first impression?"

"You don't say much, do you?"

"Oh good, I'm not the only one who's late!"

"I don't trust you. I can't trust you. I don't know who you are or where you come from."

"You have an interesting accent. Where are you from exactly?"

"Perhaps you'd like to know my name?"

"I got here by accident. How did you get here?"

"You're pretty cute, you know that?"

"Is small talk a way you deal with your anxiety?"

"It occurs to me that I don't know the first thing about you."

"I've been warned to watch out for women like you."

"Seeing as you let yourself in, forgive me if it's forwards to ask, but who the hell are you?"

"Who are you to tell me what to do?"

"You don't know me. You only know of me."

"How do you know that name? I haven't used that name in years!"

"Oh, hello! I know you, don't I?"

"You know, it is a little bit strange that we hardly know each other, right?"

"Hey, I immediately don't like you."

"I don't think we've ever been alone in a room together, have we?"

"Odd as it may seem, I don't feel you to be a stranger."

"I think your name is beautiful."

"You know that feeling you have that we've met before? It's the same with me."

"I was hoping we could talk a little business. Would you like some tea?"

"I'm not sure we've ever properly met."

"I didn't want us to meet like this."

"I hear you've been looking for me. I'm flattered."

"Hello! I love your work!"

"I have the strangest sense we've met before. Do you think that's possible? In another lifetime?"

"What are you doing sitting here all by yourself?"

"I've heard so much about you that I feel I almost know you."

"If you know so much about me, then perhaps you would like to say who you are?"

[emeraldsalvation]

Test

[elena-gilbert]

PAUL WESLEY photographed by Mark Seliger for Numéro Netherlands (July 2025)

[emeraldsalvation]

i'm so tired these days, the weather is so annoying. Anyhow - I need to get some starters out to find my writing mojo again.

[leneemusing]

for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

[wulfhalls]

GIRLS?????????? GIRLIES????????? HELLO??????????

[claydough61]

[stefanslvtr]

# hot

Paul Wesley as Stefan Salvatore

The Vampire Diaries - Season 1

[claydough61]

[emeraldsalvation]

I just wanna write again..send help? Please?

[eizagonzalezs]

GET TO KNOW ME: ♡ [8/15] Male Characters: ☆ Stefan Salvatore (The Vampire Diaries)

I should be sacrificing my own happiness for the good of others, right? I should be upstairs grooming my hero-hair.

[emeraldsalvation]

A new Start

I've decided that, after a few years (literally) away from actual writing and many ups and downs, that I will go back to where I was the happiest when it came to writing - Stefan. I've no idea if this place here is still used for writing or what happened to it, but I'm very willing to try. So, I need to re-style my blog, but in the meantime, Steffy is back and ready to mingle.

[nolongerhornyforjensenackles-de]

DEAN WINCHESTER IS BISEXUAL.

HES BI.

DEAN. IS. BI.

That’s all thank you :)

[emeraldsalvation]

[emeraldsalvation]

cont. @necrosism​

                  OH. Somehow, Dean had expected a different reply. After all, they weren’t strangers and somehow, he had not guessed that kind of answer. Quite obviously, Lucien wasn’t into THAT, or why else would he say that? It felt that way. From previous encounters, Lucien had been different - had he really gone the very wrong direction here? Well, and obviously, Dean had completely miscalculated himself into the situation. This was making him feel extremly embarrassed. Why wasn’t the Empty there to swallow him?  Clearing his throat, he could sense the awkwardness rise. Maybe he had miscalculated a lot more than just this one suggestion.  “Yeah, Ha.” he replied, his hand reaching for his jacket. That he had thought to give him a perfect line the entire day, would stay of course unexplained. “I mean, that wasn’t ...” his facial expression changed, as if he’d make a joke in the first place. “Ha. Anyway, I need to go.” Yes. Maybe fleeing the situation was the way right now.  He didn’t care if it looked exactly that way. “I have a hunt to plan, Sam found a nest of vampires and we need to.....” get rid of them. “So...” While speaking, he moved slowly backwards. “...I’ll call you when I’m back, greetings to the cat and....mummies...yeah.”

This was really not the perfect situation. Absolutely embarrassing. Maybe if he left for the hunt, that would be forgotten until he returned. Or not. Probably not. Luckily, there would always be a next hunt. “GOTTA GO.”

[emeraldsalvation]

necrosism​

Thank God that Dean had head his plea and turned down a side road that would allow them to stop the car and grant them some much needed privacy. It wasn’t that Lucien couldn’t wait — for he could. It was just a matter of wanting it now. Of wanting to touch Dean, to kiss him and ease the voices and the noises that echoed through their minds — the doubts that they needed to suppress for neither one of them truly believed that they were entitled for a happy ending. Dean had seen his share of death in his life and the Necromancer would outlive everyone else due to his deal with Death. They couldn’t afford becoming close to people — letting them in. They knew the price they would have to pay, they knew the consequences…

Yet, to hell with all that.

The moment Dean kissed him, Lucien found himself melting on his seat, bringing both hands to hold the hunter’s face so that they would stay like this for as long as they could. Safe inside that little invisible bubble. Just the two of them and the car. Giving in to the need to feel secure next to someone, knowing that it was ok to let themselves fall a little bit for the other understood. There was no need for secrets with each other. They knew how dark and cold the world was — how unforgiving things could be. To swim against the river stream, to try to fight something that most people would deem impossible. But they weren’t alone anymore. They had each other.

One hand abandoned the hunter’s face and Lucien cussed under his breath as his fingers began to work on Dean’s belt buckle. Their noses were brushing, their eyes locked on one another. Were words truly necessary now? Or was their heavy breathing more than enough to speak what words could not? And once that belt was out of the way and that top button was open — Lucien gasped the moment his hand slithered inside Dean’s pants, feeling the heat pooling on his loins, fingers quickly grabbing the hunter’s erection still concealed from sight. “Well… fuck. You packing a nice gun there, Winchester. Is it loaded?”

.

How could someone drive him that crazy? Lucien's lips, the way he tasted, the way he responded to his kiss, it was maddening. Dean felt his heart racing faster, the tickle in his stomach whenever he was close to the Necromancer, reached new highs. Damn it. It was really good that the car was parked now, no need to worry about anything - and here, no one saw them. Although, he had learned a few lessons in what mattered and what didn't. Someone seeing him kiss a man was new, but he didn't give a damn anymore. As long as he had the chance to FEEL that way he did right now.

It was only the beginning.

Who would guess that Dean could gasp just because of a kiss was happening? He did, a little surprised himself. The following touches didn't  help, he grew even a bit nervous. He was confident, that wasn't a question, it was just NEW, and anyone would be a little bit nervous, right? Biting his lower lip, his green eyes darkened the second that curious hand was starting to touch him. Well, fuck, indeed.

"Very much so." he muttered, automatically pressing himself a bit against that warm large hand. It wasn't much of a touch yet, and still, he hardened even more, needing more of whatever he was allowed to receive. His thoughts and the images of all the possibilities that raced through him, didn't help either.

"..maybe you should..." he leaned forward, licking over Lucien's lower lip, not saying more, letting the gesture speak for itself.  The space in his car was limited, but of course he remembered what Lucien had suggested earlier. And yet - he couldn’t wait to FEEL what was about to happen. And what he could do for him in return, because fuck it, he was very much eager to prove that his mouth was capabable to do a lot of THINGS.

[emeraldsalvation]

necrosism​

The excitement on Dean’s voice was pretty damn contagious and even Lucien who viewed Halloween as nothing more than a day to work overtime thanks to some pesky witches attempting to summon the dead — was visibly intrigued and anxious for the night to come. It did help that Dean had put all that act for him. The Batman suit, bringing him a costume to tag along and have the night planned out, and all because it was his birthday. What was one more year when he had been alive for centuries already? Ever since the apex of the Greek civilization he had walked that Earth. He had seen Empires raise and fall. To him another year just like another week. Nothing extraordinary. Nothing worth mentioning in that sweet entropy that was his existence.

Until now. Lucien finally finished putting all the details of the suit together, the cape, the belt, the mask… if he didn’t know any better, he would even feel like a real-life Robin next to a real-life Batman. And while couple costumes wasn’t something he found that cute and endearing, even the Necromancer had to admit that there was no Batman without a Robin and no Robin without a Batman. There were plenty of demons and mummies already. Someone had to fight crime in a night of ghosts and ghouls. Who better than the wonder duo?

“You must realize how lucky you are.” Lucien was admiring himself in the mirror, enjoying the flow of the cape and how his blue eyes looked so more vivid behind the mask. Maybe he should wear a uniform more often. It sort of… empowered him. “I wouldn’t dress like this for just anyone. Especially on Halloween.” And on his birthday, that back in the day didn’t have the same meaning as it had now. “I am ready, Batman.” Lucien chuckled, flipping his cape in a somewhat dramatic and comedian way, truly enjoying the flow of it all. “Let us take a selfie. To… remember this day?”

.

Did Dean know he was lucky? Yes. Since the very first moment he had met Lucien and found out that there was more going on between them than just allies. In this crazy world they were living in, finding someone who didn't mind who he was, what he was, slowly developping things, not rushing, just the way it should be. Maybe it was even too perfect.

"You have no idea." With a smile on his lips, Dean nodded. "Your phone, I don't.... have mine here. this thing has no pockets." And it was tight. No place for a phone, which was a very good plan to have the day for themselves without interruptions from anyone. Placing his hand on Robin's shoulder, Batman was ready for the selfie - this would be one of those happy memories he'd save and yes, he'd even use it as a background on his phone when Lucien would send it to him. Fuck yeah.

Right after, they left the house, ready for the adventure.

The street was filled with kids, their parents. They weren't the only adults who had decided to get costumes, they met a few vampires (not real ones), zombies, clowns and what not. Dean had made sure they both had bags for sweets and people loved their look, or maybe because they saw that there was more than just friendship between them. How should the Hunter resist touching him now and then? Just a little bit?

As their bags were filled with various sweets and sugary stuff, they reached the Diner where Dean had reserved a table. The owner knew they'd come dressed up, they had even little bats as decoration on the table! He loved spoiling him, it made him happy - which was a rare thing by itself. After dinner, they went back to Lucien's place, the costumes slowly getting a bit warm and not as comfortable anymore. "I hope you enjoyed it." Dean asked as they stopped in front of the door. "I mean, it was fantastic." he was still excited about the entire idea, how people had reacted and how amazing it had been to be normal among others like that.