They all need & want attention, but the primary muses that I’d love to see more attention to are Clark Kent and Michael Scofield. You don’t have to be knowledgeable about either show they are in, I just want them to get some interactions. EspeciallyMichael he’s got some really great underlying character traits and unique conditions that he operates under, and I’d love to explore that more.
When it comes to my secondaries/test muses, I’d love for them all to have threads, but for most of them, I’ve never written them, which is why they’re secondary/test muses. Please send things in for my tests! That’s why they’re there! I want to make them primaries, but I don’t know until I write them!
I’m always elated when I get asks, whether they’re meme starters or muse development memes.
Send in things! One, two, five? I’d love them all! (Meme Tag)
Stefan pulled his face away abruptly, storming to the opposite side of the room before slamming his fist into the wall. His other fist joined it, slamming into the bricks, leaving crumbles falling to the ground. “Maybe I do! So what? There’s nobody left to pull me off. Lexi’s gone. She has been for a while,” he said, his voice low. He brought his head to the bricks, his forehead resting against the cool stone. He closed his eyes, the switch teetering in his mind. “I just want all the guilt gone.”
Evie slowly approached Stefan, coming to stand beside him at the wall. “There’s me. I’m here, and I will do anything I can to support you in this. But ultimately? It’s all on you. It’s always going to be on you, and you have to accept that.” When he admitted that he just wanted all of his guilt to go away, she softly added, “It won’t. You can shut off your humanity. You can run rampant through the towns and cities for a couple hundred years. It will still be there waiting for you because it’s a part of you. Your past is a part of you, but it doesn’t have to define you or your future. Choose to do something more. To be something better.”
“How can I be something better when all I’ve done is hurt people?” The pain was evident in Stefan’s voice as he spoke. There was part of him that wanted to speed out of there, out of Evie’s grasp while her guard was down, and a plan began to formulate in his head. “It’s always going to define me. A Ripper? It’s who I am. It’s what I am. It can’t be changed.” The truth hit home as he spoke. He couldn’t be changed. Not forever, anyway. Lexi tried before, but it didn’t stick. Why would it this time? He just needed to feed. There was a burning ache in his belly that brought him back to the present, to his plan. Taking a few quick steps back, he placed himself between Evie and the door. “I can’t be changed,” he said, raising his head so his darkened eyes met Evie’s before he backed out the door, speeding out of the residence to find a warm body to feed on.
I know tumblr always preaches about healthy relationships but this is a daily reminder that your partner isn’t supposed to be your therapist. your partner is supposed to be there for you, provide you with care and understanding and support where it’s needed, but they’re not supposed to guide you mentally or emotionally through your hard times, be your daily counselor, teach you how to deal with trauma, always know what to say, put things in perspective for you, or always find the time to help you through a difficult day.
and it’s not healthy to put that kind of expectations on them or act as if this is what a healthy relationship must look like.
it concerns me that people really don’t know that adhd isn’t a personality type or behavioral problem.
adhd isn’t someone who’s personality is driven by fun and disorder.
adhd is someone who’s brain goes all over the place looking for dopamine, because it doesn’t make or register enough of it, and when it finds a source of dopamine, it hyperfixates on it. it’s about deregulation of attention as well as emotions.
it’s not a person who can’t behave. a person with adhd can look like a lot of things. misconceptions about what adhd looks like kept me from even looking for a diagnosis, and it also kept myself and others (professionals, even) from taking my suspicions seriously.
everyone’s encouraged to reblog, but if you don’t have adhd, keep your additions to the tags.
Smart people can have ADHD. And a lot of the time, they compensate for the ADHD with intelligence- until they reach the point where they just can’t overcome it anymore, which is why a lot of gifted + ADHD people have good grades their whole lives and then “suddenly” crash and burn. For some it’s college, for some it’s grad school, for some it’s postgrad or professional exams like the bar. Whenever the things they have to do can no longer be brute-forced at the last minute.
ADHD is often lumped in with learning disabilities but it’s really a DOING disability. We know what we should do. Probably we know six ways to do it. The trouble is actually getting our brains to activate so we CAN do it. Sometimes it’s like you’re being controlled by aliens or something because you say “I need to do X” and you’re going to do it and you just. Don’t.
Stefan lifted his chin a few centimeters before dropping it again, his eyes shadowed, filled with thirst as he moved closer to the woman. He sat beside her, his fingers moving meticulously as he brushed her hair to the side. Closing his eyes, he listened, the beat in her chest was like music to his ears. The veins around his eyes became prominent as he dove in, the ache in his belly gone as his thirst was quenched. He listened as he heartbeat grew faint, coming up with his eyes still closed, reeling in the bliss. “ Care for a taste? ” Stefan wasn’t one to share, especially now, but he was feeling unexpectedly generous with his newfound friend.
It was a thing of beauty to watch a predator devour its prey. Klaus had always admired the act of nature, be it any sort of predator. With vampires, the spectacle was even more DELICIOUS. He watched, almost like a proud parent as the younger vampire drained the young girl of her life force. When Stefan then offered to share, the original’s grin grew even wider. There was something in the dark red eyes of the other man. Something of a kinship that Klaus saw ; something that he’d been YEARNING for for a very long time.
❝ Don’t mind if I do, ❞ he answered, scooting closer to the unconscious woman between them. No one in the club paid them attention as their booth was in a dark corner. It easily looked as though there was some sort of a three-way make-out session going on, which would make most people avert their eyes anyway. Such a thing was rather common in the seedy illegal clubs. Klaus was careful, almost gentle and REVERENT, as he put a hand under the woman’s woman’s neck. His eyes clouded over in the same dark red and black hues as Stefan’s. He drank from the wound his partner created. Sharing usually wasn’t ideal, but there was something euphoric, almost EROTIC, even in sharing this woman with his new friend.
Knowing when to pull back before they had a dead body to explain, Klaus licked his lips and let her slump back against the booth cushions. ❝ Such restraint, Stefan, ❞ he cooed, a knowing look in his dark eyes, even as they slowly faded back to blue. ❝ After all, if assuming the bodies I’ve seen previous nights in the alley are your handiwork, then this must have taken a great deal of will for you, hm ? ❞ He grinned and then finally asked, ❝ You’re a RIPPER, aren’t you ? ❞ He’d suspected it before, but hearing the fast heart beat in Stefan now led him further to that conclusion.
With his eyes still shadowed, Stefan brought up a hand to clean remnants from the corners of his mouth, not wanting to waste a drop. His darkened eyes watched as Klaus fed, a sly smirk pulling at the side of his mouth as his eyes faded back to green. “ You have no idea, ” he said, licking his lips. It took a great deal of restraint, especially as they sat in a club full of warm-blooded bodies. “ Ripper? Sure, if that’s what you call it. I call it dinner.” Stefan cocked his head to the side, trying to focus on Klaus rather than the various heartbeats that flooded his senses. Spotting his prey from earlier, a darkness flashed across his face. “ Care for another? ”
