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seesgood replied to your post: badbloodkarev: do i remake this blog and my stefan...

Mini multimuse!

i think so too.

#seesgood

badbloodkarev

do i remake this blog and my stefan or do i combine them in a joint blog? i can’t make decisions

#my current dilemma #or just delete both #idk anymore #would anyone even follow a joint blog?

gonna delete this blog. i’ll give myself til tomorrow, but i think i’ve made my mind up. there’s no place left for me in this community.

#ooc

landonmikaelson

Stefan Salvatore (November 1, 1846 - March 7, 2018) Brother - Husband - Friend Now at Peace

dude I actually have... muse today? What is this???

iputaspxllonyou:

Damn.

Her teeth find her lip as she realizes she won’t be getting out of this. Stefan intends to do it. He intends to see her take it. Part of her is glad he won’t let her get out of it. The other part of her is just huffy that it means she’ll have to get a spanking in general.

His offer is comforting though. The promise of not just cooling care and soft touches afterward, but a reminder that it isn’t personal. That he does not seek to hurt her out of anger or because it pleases him to do so. Well. He is quite fond of her backside, but causing her undue pain and stress is no hobby of his. Maybe he’ll let her have the remote while he makes her feel better. Maybe kisses and dessert.

“ Fine.”

She’ll be good. She’ll go quietly. Her head lowers in submission and acceptance as she walks over to where he’d been originally sitting. She is tense, and she will be tense by the time she’s over his knee. Worrying her lip and waiting for his hand to come down. The anticipation is worse than the real thing.

Stefan almost breaks out into a singsong “Here, kitty, kitty” but he restrains himself, though the lopsided smirk still remains on his mug.

He steps up to take her by gentle force, but his words were enough to subdue her it seemed. Watches her walk over to where he had been sitting with something akin to pride on his features before following in her pursuit.

“There, there. I’ll make it go by quick.”

As he said it, he took her chin in his hand and leaned in for a chaste kiss. Oh how he loved her pouty lips. Then he leaned back so she could crawl into his lap like a good little witch.

His hand softly caressed her hair and spread across her back, down one smooth silky leg and up another before he began to roll up her skirt. “I’m thinking ten should do it. What do you think?”

#iputaspxllonyou #v: ripped sheets

Sorry for disappearing again guys. I started a new job over the weekend and have been recovering. Tomorrow I’m going to do some writing, I think. Like this post if you’d like a plotted starter from Stefan!

#starter call #indie rp #indie tvd rp #i'm open to non mutuals for this one

i can’t not think about steroline when i hear my heart will go on and this has forever messed me up

#ooc

pureandcorrupt

I’m backkkk!

Happy 2018 everyone! I’m back after the holidays and some crazy adventures in NYC. I saw Paul’s play for my birthday and it was sooooo crazy to see him act inches from me. An absolute unforgettable experience.

I’ve been focusing on trying to take care of myself in the new year. I finally got officially diagnosed with GAD and depression and am taking medication for it, trying to eat better, looking for a job that suits my personality (I had a panic attack at work in early December that set me back). I had some bad side effects that were kicking my ass for awhile, but now I think I’m starting to get out of the clear.

Had some ups and downs in the first week of 2018. Nothing serious. Just some disappointments. All good now. Life goes on. I’m really hoping the medication helps me focus better because for the longest time I’ve really struggled with that and it’s what pulls me away for long drags of time from my blogs.

This year I really want to write. I’m going to set goals for myself and try to match them. I want to dig deep into Stefan and explore all the hidden potential I still have yet to inhabit in writing such an extraordinary character. I want to push myself, try new things, make new friends and writing partners. I want to feel the way I used to when I roleplayed, and I’m determined that this is going to be the year I feel like my old self again.

So I invite all of my mutual’s to come along for the ride, and I hope to get the chance at some point to chat something up with you. Maybe in a bit I’ll post some kind of permanent starter call. For now I’m going to focus on replying to some of my old threads and get comfortable being back, and then when I’m doing that at a comfortable pace, I’ll start writing some new things.

Looking forward to it. :)

Thank you all for sticking with me and Stefan for the last three years. Here’s to another three + more!

<3

~Amanda/Stefan

iputaspxllonyou:

She knows she’s really in trouble because Stefan’s almost smiling. He can’t wait to turn her round little butt red. That means she won’t get away from this easily. If she tries to flee, he’ll just let her get so far away and then catch her at his leisure; big cat that he is. Then she’ll probably get extra licks for trying to escape punishment. Unfair.

She doesn’t realize she’s actively pouting, but even if she did, she wouldn’t stop herself. Maybe–just maybe–she could cute her way out of this.

“ Couldn’t we just talk this over, Stefan? Over dinner? I didn’t mean to. You know I’m sorry. You can make spaghetti and meatballs and I’ll do the dishes and we can watch TV for a while after that.”

“I’m not the one who deserves the apology,” he reminded her. Just the fact that she’s not getting this is all the more reason why he needs to do it. Stefan sighed, placing his hands on his knees and stood up, his height automatically casting her in his shadow.

He stood like he was getting up to do a chore he’d really rather not complete, but he knew it must be done.

“I’ll tell you what,” he said, approaching her cautiously. “We can watch TV while I rub your bottom down with cooling lotion. I think that sounds like a good compromise, don’t you?” He took a step towards her, waiting to see if she’d try to run or not. It was pointless, though. He’d just head her off with his vampire speed.

#iputaspxllonyou #v: ripped sheets

I’m backkkk!

Happy 2018 everyone! I’m back after the holidays and some crazy adventures in NYC. I saw Paul’s play for my birthday and it was sooooo crazy to see him act inches from me. An absolute unforgettable experience.

I’ve been focusing on trying to take care of myself in the new year. I finally got officially diagnosed with GAD and depression and am taking medication for it, trying to eat better, looking for a job that suits my personality (I had a panic attack at work in early December that set me back). I had some bad side effects that were kicking my ass for awhile, but now I think I’m starting to get out of the clear.

Had some ups and downs in the first week of 2018. Nothing serious. Just some disappointments. All good now. Life goes on. I’m really hoping the medication helps me focus better because for the longest time I’ve really struggled with that and it’s what pulls me away for long drags of time from my blogs.

This year I really want to write. I’m going to set goals for myself and try to match them. I want to dig deep into Stefan and explore all the hidden potential I still have yet to inhabit in writing such an extraordinary character. I want to push myself, try new things, make new friends and writing partners. I want to feel the way I used to when I roleplayed, and I’m determined that this is going to be the year I feel like my old self again.

So I invite all of my mutual’s to come along for the ride, and I hope to get the chance at some point to chat something up with you. Maybe in a bit I’ll post some kind of permanent starter call. For now I’m going to focus on replying to some of my old threads and get comfortable being back, and then when I’m doing that at a comfortable pace, I’ll start writing some new things.

Looking forward to it. :)

Thank you all for sticking with me and Stefan for the last three years. Here’s to another three + more!

<3

~Amanda/Stefan

#ooc

iputaspxllonyou:

She hadn’t realized she was even speaking out loud. That she could be heard and was heard by her boyfriend with sonic hearing, of course. She had just been frustrated with herself. Mistakes she shouldn’t have made. If she had paid more attention, if she wasn’t so thoughtless, if she hadn’t been so lazy that one day to decide to sleep in instead of getting up like always and taking care of all the house’s needs, she wouldn’t be paying a late fee on one of the utilities now.

She’d been so busy worrying and carrying the paperwork around that she forgot about Stefan sitting there. So quiet and attentive. He had not forgotten her. He had not forgotten the rules. That she is not to talk badly about herself. At all. Ever. And she had broken that rule.

“ Stefan…” She begins, but she knows that tone of his and the way he’s sitting. The papers in her hands is forgotten as she feels acutely exposed in her modest pencil skirt. Right at the knee, no part of her behind showing and yet both hands go to cover it. “ I don’t want need a spanking.”

She hasn’t had one of those in quite a while, but she does remember his hands are much bigger than hers. And he is much stronger than she is. And he delights in making it hard for her to sit down. “ I’m just… I was distracted. It’s fine.”

Just to make sure, she scoots closer to the wall.

He knows it’s been awhile, and honestly he was starting to think she was getting the hang of it. The first time her tongue had slipped, he had made a point of showing her just how much he disliked it. It wasn’t so much a punishment he supposed, but a reminder. Maybe if she thought of it that way she would be less skittish about the idea. He only did it for her own good, after all. Because he loved her.

"I disagree,” he said nonchalantly, tilting his head at her against the back of the couch with an almost cocky smirk. Sometimes he did love to turn it into a game. He patted his knee again. “Get over here, baby.” Keeping his eyes fixated on her, Stefan waited patiently as she scooted closer to the wall. “Are you going to make me come get you? You’ll just make it worse for yourself.”

#nsfw #iputaspxllonyou #v: ripped sheets

seesgood

Also, pureandcorrupt for positivity.

&. THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY 2017 EXCEPTIONAL ( a.k.a. urls for positivity. )

amanda, askjhflkdsjf, i love amanda so much. i feel like amanda and i have been through a lot together even though we’ve never really been through a lot together but we always manage to find one another on the tail-ends of a really bad thing and it’s just like…it’s kinda like drowning and then this one little life preserver keeps popping up. and amanda is the life preserver. we’re pretty much the same person. like literally anytime she says something i’m like oKAY BUT SAME and she’s so fun to talk with, way back when she was still designedrecovery, i was like highkey obsessed with her blog and her writing and all i wanted was to write with her and be friends with her and tell her up close how amazing i thought she was because she was and is THE BEST. and then, holy shit, i got to write with her. i got to talk to her. we became friends. and i honestly dont know what my life would be like without her. she’s so kind. literally one of the most genuinely kind people i’ve ever met in my entire life, her writing is amazing. it’s like quality rp taken to another level and i swear this girl could write a best selling novel. and i’d buy like 18 copies. whenever i get to talk to her, i get this really warm and really fuzzy feeling inside bc she has this way of just making you feel like you can glow ( weird explanation, but a great feeling ) i just like…i could say more. i could say 18 paragraphs worth of praise about her and it wouldn’t be enough. but it would get long and rambly and i would probably cry midway through bc #emotions. lets just say that, going into 2018 knowing that i’ve got a friend like amanda is one of the greatest feelings in the world. —- feat. @pureandcorrupt