GLOOMY GIRL.

[gravelena]

this  is  a  private      &      selective 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 blog , removed from the vampire diaries lore & written as an original character. this is an entirely headcanon based portrayal , extremely canon skeptical & cherished  by  darian. highly triggering  content  will  be  present  ,  but  will  always  tag  with  example:  blood /.   muse     &    mun  are  18+  ,     &    this  blog  will  contain  serious  adult  themes. ​   minors      &     personals dni. this blog will be high activity. other blogs: @proph5t , @medicullen , @agedrot

affiliates: @sal5ation , @or4ginal

please note: this blog is an unreliable narrator , & will be written in third person. this blog will also cover triggering topics , such as trauma , supernatural horror , sex , violence , death , depression , suicidal tendencies , toxic relationships , etc , all of which will be tagged properly.

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it's important to mention that my version of elena is much more complex than her novel/series counterpart. while i may pull on a mix of canon tvd book/show lore from time to time , do not automatically assume you know her or her motivations. j.plec can kick rocks.

studying  themes  such  as :   self sacrifice  , born as bad omen , dying young ,  being narratively doomed   , found  family  ,  soulmates  ,  loss , rebirth  ,  fate  ,   &   new  beginnings.

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[ohisms]

‪‪❤︎‬ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 !    (  a  collection  of  75+ kisses.   feel free to specify the initiating muse.   potentially mature content within.  UPDATED 02/25 !  )

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.

pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare,  spin the bottle,  etc ).

kissing your lover to show you forgive them.

a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.

an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.

a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.

lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.

kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.

a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.

a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.

a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.

a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.

heated kisses while tugging on their hair.

abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.

a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.

distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.

standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.

kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.

a kiss while being reunited after a long time.

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.

a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.

kissing your lover to take away their pain.

colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.

a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.

a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight.

a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.

an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.

kissing them to shut them up.

urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.

kissing your lover just above their waistband.

kissing your partner to seal a marriage.

pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.

a possessive kiss to stake a claim.

a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.

kissing the top of their head as you hold them.

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.

a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.

a kiss that means absolutely nothing.

kissing the swell of your lover's breast.

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.

sensual kisses down the length of their back.

kissing them to confess your true feelings.

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.

a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss.

an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.

kissing your partner after they've given you head.

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.

a kiss after receiving good news.

an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.

crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends.

a kiss shared between enemies during combat.

a kiss that smears blood everywhere.

kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort.

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.

kisses while pulling them into your lap.

a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.

a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.

holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.

a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.

[sentimentalbeing2001]

Manifesting The Notebook kind of summer romance…

[les-fleur]

[gravelena]

anyway , elena deserves a girlfriend.

[gravelena]

thinking about how elena wanted to be a doctor. how she wanted to help people , to heal. thinking about how if her parents had lived , if she’d never met the salvatores , it was only a matter of time until her father brought her in on the augustine experiments , so certain his daughter would approve & understand. except she never would , & in the end she would’ve made it her life’s mission to destroy that horrible place.

[gravelena]

elena gilbert + faceless.

[gravelena]

you  can't  rewrite  history.

elena gilbert bristled , indignant as she glared at rebekah from across the room. she was still fresh off her no humanity , waves of unwanted feelings dousing her like gasoline , reminding her of just how much she lost. hell , she even lost her own life , no thanks to her.          ❛             yeah , no shit. my brother is still dead. my aunt is dead , no thanks to klaus. my parents , myself .. if you mock my grief one more time , i'm going to figure out a way to punch your face in , i swear to god.            ❜          

that unbridled rage came & went like the tide , usually aimed at katherine , often found itself fixating on whoever was with her at the time. who cared if rebekah got mad , who cared if she got angry enough to kill her , it didn't matter. she had nothing left to threaten. elena had singlehandedly lost every member of her family , & all she had left was the painful memory that they had once been there. her hand was shaking as she drew the half empty glass of bourbon back to her lips , wanting anything to curb the onslaught of unwanted emotions that plagued her to her very marrow , swallowing the rest & rubbing at her face with opposite empty fingers.

          ❛             unless you're here to help me figure out how to kill katherine , leave me alone.            ❜          

@or4ginal

[sal5ation]

" i don't, actually. i'm gonna put you to bed, and then i'm gonna slash your tires. " then spend the whole night listening for the click of the lock. staring out the window 'til dawn breaks and wondering if this is it. the final sunrise. there's something resigned about her posture he can't make peace with. she's too calm. sinking down into the passenger seat, shoulders melting into the upholstery, eyes closed like she might just ... drift away.

elena gilbert. so vibrant. so fierce when she cares, so loud when she laughs, but so damn passive in the face of the great unknown. he's been there. stood on the precipice of yawning dark, apathetic, wondering if it might be easier, or better. he gets it. and empathy drives the knife in deeper.

" that's your dying wish? " damon arches a brow, tone conversational. " wow. talk about reaching for the stars, elena. whatever happened to private concerts or, i dunno, disneyland? " still, he throws the car into gear and charts a course towards the city. " i'm sure we can figure something out. is there a price-point on luxury, your highness? "

[gravelena]

elena snorted softly.          ❛             disneyland ? fuck no. the last thing i want is to be hot & surrounded by loud kids all day.            ❜          in truth , she'd considered going to disneyland in the future , before all this mess had taken place. maybe as an older adult , with her own kids in tow. it wouldn't be a trip for her really , but for them. it didn't matter anymore. elena's brow cocked , turning her head slightly to catch his eye , arching her back to slip an arm further beneath her head & splay her dark hair along the flattened headrest , a curious smile toying around the edges of her lips.

          ❛             i've got like .. 40 bucks in my pocket , damon. this trip is on your dime , not mine , so. dealer's choice.            ❜          a slight nag of guilt tugged at her chest , watching the streetlights pass & cast shadows along his familiar face. should she be doing this ? maybe he'd been right , maybe she didn't have to hide this side of her from stefan. her phone , turned off to avoid his calls , was practically burning a hole in her jeans. maybe she should call him. invite him. enjoying a bubble bath with someone she loved sounded amazing .. but she just couldn't bring herself to.

there was something nice about it being just her & damon , something silently understood , something secret.          ❛             i have a lot of dying wishes. sleeping in a luxury bed & taking a bubble bath just happens to be two of them.            ❜          

[gravelena]

I really should write up elena’s twd verse…….

[gravelena]

thinking about how elena just wants to be loved so much it consumes her. how she wants to be desired , to be the missing piece of someone else’s soul. it’s so important to her to be connected to someone she loves forever.

[gravelena]

𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝙳𝙸𝙰𝚁𝚈 , 𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃.

this  is  a  private      &      selective 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 blog , removed from the vampire diaries lore & written as an original character. this is an entirely headcanon based portrayal , extremely canon skeptical. studying  themes  such  as :   self sacrifice  , born as bad omen , dying young ,  being narratively doomed   , found  family  ,  soulmates  ,  loss , rebirth  ,  fate  ,   &   new  beginnings.

it's important to mention that my version of elena is much more complex than her novel/series counterpart. while i may pull on a mix of canon tvd book/show lore from time to time , do not automatically assume you know her or her motivations. j.plec can kick rocks.

created  by   darian   (  29  ,  she/her  )

[miagothsource]

Mia Goth as Maxine Minx in X (2022)

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ THE 𝐒TAGES OF 𝐈NTIMACY.   a collection of various action prompts centered around the varying stages of intimacy.  feel free to adjust as desired. heavily mature content, dni with this post if you are under 18, & DO NOT use these prompts for non-con scenarios.  )

SETTINGS.

[01.] finding privacy in a cramped dressing room.

[02.] cramming into the backseat of a car together.

[03.] slipping into the lonesome alleyway behind the bar for "time alone".

[04.] pulling them away from a party after hours of relentless teasing.

[05.] getting handsy under the table at a fancy dining establishment.

[06.] taking the long way home and pulling over on a dark stretch of road.

[07.] staying behind at the venue after everyone else has left.

[08.] the hotel room door barely clicks shut before hands are on them.

[09.] a tent in the middle of nowhere where no one can hear anything.

NEW TERRITORY.

[10.] finding yourself staring at their mouth and getting caught.

[11.] pulling back from a kiss to look at them, then immediately going back in.

[12.] memorizing the shape of them for the first time with your palms.

[13.] that exploratory first kiss, reserved and shy.

[14.] a gentle first kiss that morphs into intense want.

[15.] feeling the shape of their body through their clothes.

[16.] asking for permission to remove one of their garments.

[17.] finally succumbing to the thick tension & colliding feverishly.

[18.] fumbling with buttons or zippers because your hands won't stop shaking.

[19.] admitting out loud that you've been thinking about this for a while.

HEATING UP.

[20.] pulling them into your lap in the midst of a heated kiss.

[21.] discovering that they're wearing [ GEAR / LINGERIE ] under their clothes.

[22.] kissing away from their lips, down the length of their neck.

[23.] desperately grinding on them through layers of clothing.

[24.] dirty talking directly into their ear to turn them on even further.

[25.] pushing them onto a piece of furniture before straddling them.

[26.] lifting them onto the countertop while making out.

[27.] tugging their hair to expose more of their throat to your mouth.

[28.] the wrecked way they say your name for the first time.

[29.] fabric tearing because neither of you has the patience for buttons.

[30.] removing an obstacle of clothing with your teeth.

UNRAVELING.

[31.] biting down on their shoulder to muffle how good it feels.

[32.] the sound they make when you find the spot that undoes them.

[33.] begging without any trace of pride left and meaning every word.

[34.] their composure cracking for the first time, they finally stop holding back.

[35.] repeating "don't stop" like it's the only language left in their mouth.

[36.] leaving possessive marks in places only they'll see.

[37.] whispering "look at me" right before you take them apart.

[38.] trying to be quiet and failing, so they clamp a hand over your mouth.

[39.] flipping positions so fast neither of you remembers who initiated it.

[40.] their nails dragging down your back hard enough to sting later.

[41.] being told to open your mouth and doing it before the sentence is finished.

[42.] having your hands pinned above your head.

[43.] the desperate scramble to get closer when there is no closer to get.

COMING DOWN.

[44.] fingers lazily tracing the marks they just left on your skin.

[45.] pulling the blanket over both of you without being asked.

[46.] that silent, dazed smile when they catch your eye across the pillow.

[47.] the shaky laugh when neither of you can remember where your shirt is.

[48.] going to get water and bringing a glass back for them without asking.

[49.] lying chest to chest, feeling their heartbeat slow back down against yours.

[50.] the quiet "hey" that means something completely different now.

[51.] "come here" said softly — not urgently. just wanting them close again.

[52.] the reluctant moment of untangling.

[gravelena]

' i’m not good at this. '

          ❛             what , you think i am ? all of this is new to me , i mean .. fuck , my ex & i barely went beyond the over the bra stage.            ❜           she was so easy to talk to. even in the chaos of the wilderness , there was something so grounding about natalie , a constant reminder that they could & would be okay. she was one of the few who hadn't given up , hadn't gone full lottie cult , & elena admired that. humanity , morality .. they went hand in hand in civilization , but out here it was a rare quality. elena was trying so hard to be good ; at least nat kept her in check as often as was able.

the cabin ceiling beams groaned beneath the howl of the outside storm , elena curling herself in closer to natalie beneath their shared blanket , the tiniest of grins toying around the edges of her lips as she puffed warm breath against natalie's cool fingers , which she wound together with hers & hugged beneath her chin.          ❛             besides. last i heard , you & travis were all over each other .. that's a rare find in a place like this. genuine connection.            ❜          her voice didn't carry , thankfully , their whispering drowned out by the other survivor's snores & the crackle of their fire , but at least natalie could hear.

her hips shifted , making a languid point of resting one of her legs across natalie's hip & thigh , a gesture that could be construed as intentionally intimate , or just as a way of getting themselves warm & close.

@sc4torccio

[gravelena]

you drive me absolutely insane.

          ❛             yeah , well , right back at you !            ❜          elena shouted , seething as she thrust the hunting knife back into the trunk of the car , rounding the side of it to stand face to face with dean , her fists clenched at her sides. god , he was infuriating. how could a man only a few years older than her claim to know everything ? she was experienced , too. maybe on the opposite side of hunters , true , but that gave her a unique perspective that he didn't have.          ❛             look , all i'm saying .. is we talk to them. ask questions first , then shoot later if necessary !            ❜          

a hand snapped out to grasp at the hem of his leather jacket to drag him a step toward her & listen , though the moment she did , it made her pause. it was then that she realized how close she'd stomped up to him , how cornered she now was against the side of his car on the empty stretch of backwoods highway , & elena felt her breath hitch. not out of fear , but pleased anticipation. as angry as she was , as frustrating as he was , they always seemed to end up giving in. whether it was her or him , one would cave , but it was always such a delicious dance to see who'd break first.

doe eyes flicker upward to study his face with parted lips , her back arched against the cool frame of his impala , one of her fingers tracing an unused button loop on his jacket.          ❛             let's just .. try it my way first , dean. please.            ❜          

@picksmusic

[gravelena]

the way i'm shipping , i'm sure caroline is slamming her head against a wall somewhere