can you write a stefan salvatore dating headcanon where she is elijah's daughter(adopted)
So um... I tried. Hopefully this was good- this was more focused around the Mikaleson I think, Stefan was just like third wheeling like "um... heyy" so yeah...
You and Stefan kept your relationship... secret for a while, considering that you were part of the original family, you didn't want your father and uncles and aunts going after Stefan.
When Klaus made Stefan travel with him and become a ripper, he just so happened to bring you along. Stefan hated that you had to see him like that, but you loved him anyways.
"Y/n I'm a ripper, a ripper doesn't stop!! You should be afraid of me" "I could never be afraid of you Stefan, because I love you"
Stefan loves to cuddle, sometimes you will be the big spoon, sometimes you would let him be the big spoon.
Rebekah secretly ships you both, because she sees how happy he makes you.
Elijah just wants the best for you and makes sure he is treating you right, "Y/n it's come to my attention that you have been upset lately, was it that Salvatore boy?" "No, father it isn't Stefan! Me and Nik got into an argument and I got upset!"
Klaus hates you and Stefan being together, but sucks it up because you love him.
Kol doesn't have much to say about your relationship because he is stuck in a box.
Stefan was there for you when you found out you were adopted, and Elijah and the rest of the breathing Mikaelsons thanked him.
When you and Stefan would kiss and what not, always one of the Mikalesons would rip both of you apart. They still treat you like a child.
"Nope, not going to happen, Stefan please go home, y/n no kissing boys here or anywhere!"
Even though the Mikaleson have a hard exterior they care for their own, because family is important. Always and forever.
"We just want you to be safe y/n, it's not that we don't want you to be happy! We just want you to be okay, and if anyone ever hurts you, we will hunt them down. You are family, even if we aren't related by blood, from what we know, you will always be part of this family. Always and Forever"
You set your intention. You had all the correct correspondences. You even timed your spell with the appropriate moon phase. And yet – no results. What gives?
Failed spells happen to the best of us, and for a variety of reasons. But a spell gone wrong doesn’t necessarily mean that magic isn’t real or that you’re bad at witchcraft. Magic is complicated, and there are a lot of reasons it might not behave the way you want it to. Here are some of the most common causes of ineffective spells:
Magic is meant to be used as a tool to supplement your mundane efforts – not as a substitute for them. How can you expect your job hunting spell to bring in results if you aren’t applying for jobs?
Magic does not exist in a vacuum, and it can’t make something out of nothing. If a spell doesn’t bring you the desired result, make sure that your non-magical actions are aligned with what you are trying to manifest.
Wait, what? Isn’t magic supposed to be, well… magic? Shouldn’t you be able to ask for whatever you want and get it? Yes and no.
Magic is simply a way of directing energy. Magic can’t defy the natural laws of the universe. It can’t make something happen unless it was already a potential possibility.
If your intention is unrealistic for where you are right now, try splitting it up into a multi-step process. No spell is going to make you a billionaire overnight, but magic could help you get hired at a better paying job… and then get promoted… and then get offered a profitable side gig… etc. Starting small and working your way up is always going to produce stronger results, because you laid the foundation first.
Whether you use written petitions or spoken incantations, clearly stating your intention is an important part (maybe THE most important part) of any spell or ritual. A good intention is specific enough to get you the results you want, but open enough to let those results manifest naturally.
Let’s say you do a money spell, and your intention for the spell is simply, “I have more money.” If you find a penny on the ground the next day and pick it up, technically that is more money than you had before. A better alternative would be to use an intention like, “I have enough money to buy ___,” or “I have enough money for everything I need and want.”
Using an intention that is too specific creates the opposite problem. Let’s say you want to manifest a scholarship to a specific school. You do a candle spell with the intention, “I have been chosen for the John Smith Scholarship at Jane Doe University.” But maybe the John Smith scholarship had already been awarded by the time you did your spell. Maybe there’s another scholarship at the same school that would be a better fit for you, or maybe you’re eligible for a grant that would make tuition more affordable. A better intention for your spell would be “I have enough financial aid to easily and affordably attend Jane Doe University.”
Magic always follows the path of least resistance, so you want to make sure that your intention is specific enough to give your magic a clear direction, but open enough to allow it some flexibility.
We all know the struggle. You’ve been planning this ritual forever, and it’s finally the full moon, but you’ve got a really full schedule today. If you hurry, you can probably squeeze it into the thirty minute window between school and work, right?
If you say a few quick words and burn some incense before you head out the door in the morning, that totally counts as a spell, right?
Not so much. Rushed, lazy, and/or half-assed spells rarely, if ever, work. Spells revolve around the raising and direction of energy, and that requires two things: a clear intention (see above) and intense focus on that intention. If you don’t have the time/energy/mental capacity to focus, it’s best to take a break, have a self care day, and come back to your spell some other time.
I decided to lump these two together, because they’re different variations of the same issue.
Whenever you are doing magic on yourself, it’s important that your mindset is aligned with your intentions. You can do love spells all day long, but if deep down you don’t believe that you’re worthy of love, that belief is going to block your spells from working. This is why mindfulness, psychology, and self care are all such important parts of a successful witchcraft practice. It’s also why I recommend doing the mental work before you sit down to ritual.
If you did a spell on yourself, or are trying to manifest something for yourself, and it just isn’t working, I highly recommend setting some time aside for journaling and meditation and asking yourself 1.) if this is really what you want, and 2.) if you truly believe that you can have it.
The whole mindset thing gets even more tricky when you’re doing magic on behalf of another person, because their energy is also at work in the situation and could be at odds with yours. For example, if you do a spell to help a friend land a job, but that friend believes that they’re totally underqualified and could never get it, they probably won’t get the job even if you did everything “right” in your spell.
This should go without saying, but it is extremely unethical to use magic to mess around in someone else’s head. Even if you think you know what’s best for them, they need to be open to it. If someone is blocking the spells you do on their behalf, all you can do is try to be supportive and find other ways to help them out.
If a spell goes wrong, it will almost always be for one of the above reasons. But maybe you did everything “right” – you did the mental work first, had a strong, realistic intention, put lots of focus into your spell, and followed through in real life – and you still aren’t seeing results. There are a couple of other things that could be blocking your spells, but they’re very uncommon so I’m not going to talk about them in as much detail. These may be things you want to look into if you really, genuinely can’t think of any other cause.
It’s possible that another witch has done magic that cancels out or blocks yours. This is not common, and it does NOT mean that someone has cursed you. It could be as simple as two witches unknowingly casting spells with opposite intentions, which end up cancelling each other out. (For example, maybe two different people both cast a spell to get the same job. Obviously, they can’t both get that job.) This is why it’s never a bad idea to incorporate a protective element into your spells to block outside interference.
There is a very, very remote possibility that someone has placed a curse on you specifically to block your magic. However – and I cannot stress this enough – this is VERY uncommon. If you were cursed you would know it, or at least know that something was very wrong in your life. If you feel like you have been cursed or hexed, I recommend looking into uncrossing spells, which are specifically designed to undo negative magic.
It’s also possible that a higher power is intervening. This doesn’t necessarily have to be a deity, although it certainly could be. Most witches believe in some form of fate or destiny, and it’s possible that your spell didn’t work because what you asked for is not in alignment with your destiny. In these situations, really the only thing you can do is surrender to the bigger picture.
“Oh, God, you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding a lot.”
“Stop squirming, I’m trying to help.”
“Hang on, I got you.”
“Just lean on me, I’ll help you walk.”
“We should get that looked at.”
“Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”
“Just sit up and breathe, ok?”
“Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”
“Whatever you do, don’t go to sleep. Stay awake.”
“Oooooo. That looks painful.”
“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”
“How the hell did you do this to yourself?”
“Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?”
“You stopped breathing.”
“Oh look, it’s alive.”
“Take deep breaths, you’ll be fine.”
“Arms shouldn’t move like that…”
“What happened to your leg?!”
“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”
“Here’s some ice for that.”
“You’re welcome, by the way.”
“Yeesh, you look like shit.”
“Wait, you were mugged?!”
“Is that a stab/gunshot wound?”
“Ok, ew. I’m not cleaning that up.”
“Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head.”
“You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn’t be moving around too much if I were you.”
“I thought you were dead!”
“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”
“Can you walk on your own?”
“You’re getting blood on my clothes!”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Is that three fingers you’re holding up?”
“I’m so sorry for getting blood on your clothes!”
“I’m not sure I can walk on my own.”
“On a scale of 1 to 10, my pain’s at least an 8.”
“You thought I was dead?”
“Do you think I have a concussion?”
“I hit my head; now I don’t feel so good.”
“I’m so sorry. Do you mind cleaning up?”
“I think I’ve been stabbed/shot.”
“I just got mugged!”
“Do I look as bad as I feel?”
“Could I maybe get an ice pack for this?”
“Thank you, by the way.”
“I think my leg is broken.”
“I can’t feel my arm.”
“I’m going to need more than deep breathing to calm me down.”
“I’m not dead yet!”
“Oh, God, I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding a lot.”
“Are you really trying to help?”
“Please help me.”
“Can I lean on you? I don’t think I can walk.”
“I think I need to get this looked at.”
“I can’t get my nose to stop bleeding!”
“I can’t seem to catch my breath.”
“I’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”
“Please help me stay awake.”
“This hurts just as much as it looks like it does.”
“Sorry - did I scare you?”
“I don’t know how I managed to do this to myself.”
“I don’t know if I can stay awake.”
“I stopped breathing?”
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IT WAS MY LAST SHIFT OF THE WEEK. Finally Friday had come and we close early the cafe. I decided to start cleaning the tables, considering that in thirty minutes we would close, no one would come and if they did they wouldn't be on the tables. Today it was only me and my best friend Jasmine working.
We've worked together ever since the beginning of high school. She was a music fanatic and I preferred books, but we put aside our many differences and we can't be torn apart. The only thing she would do outside of work was listen to music and spray paint shit. I would read and draw. I only listen to music when I'm sad.
Which was today actually. So I actually payed attention to what they were playing on the radio today. They just played the same songs over, and over, and over. That's why people get sick of them, like any song that my mom would loop for hours, I now hate. I mean I hate Despacito, Shape of you, Look what you made me do. They are all so fucking repetitive now. Or songs that are way to happy that make you depressed.
"Y/n! If you want I can finish your shift for you!" Jazmine said as she approached me, I shook my head.
"No it's fine jazzy, you can go home, I just have fifteen minutes left of my shift."
"Okay" she lingered "don't say I didn't offer" she said taking off her apron and walking out the door, the bell ringing.
I continued to clean the tables, hearing the bell ring again.
"Jasmine I told you to go home-" I said looking up. It wasn't Jasmine, but a man I'd never seen before.
"Oh- I'm sorry, I thought you were my friend, sorry, um can I take your order?!" I was embarrassed to say the least.
He was a little bit taller than me, I'm 5'4, so I think he was 5'7 at least. His dreads were dyed blue and it looked like he had just shaved. His soft brown eyes smiled at my slight embarrassment. He looked familiar but I brushed it off.
"Yeah, a coffee with a side of your number, please" he laughed looking down as he sat at the counter. I cursed to myself, to give my number or not to give...
"It'll be right up-?" I stoped since I hadn't gotten his name.
"Jarad, Jarad Higgins" he responded looking back up at me.
I smiled "Y/n, Y/n L/n"
"That's a beautiful name, y/n" he repeated, testing the name.
I blushed and turned around to make his coffee, feeling his warm stare on me,
"Do you want cream, or sugar?" I questioned looking back at him.
"No, just black coffee please y/n" He smiled.
Hearing him say my name the way he said it, made me feel like we had been friends since birth. There was something about him that I liked.
"So what brought you here?" I asked setting his coffee in front of him, curious of what had brought him here since I had never seen him before.
"Just passing through here" he responded grabbing his cup and bringing it to his lips taking a sip. His lips looked so soft and kis- ok y/n stop, you just met the boy, don't get ahead of yourself! You know nothing about him, you are about to get out of high school, you don't know how old he is!
"So will I ever get that number?" He laughed a bit as he set down the cup.
"Maybe" i tested him, he smirked "ok, how about we make a deal?" He said seriously.
"With a stranger me- never!" I joked.
He ignored my child-ness "How about you let me take you out on a date- for dinner, and if you have a good time, maybe I could get your number?" He asked.
I thought for a second, I mean I would love to, well y/n if you don't do this you will probably be single forever...
"Okay, deal. Meet me here later at 8:30" I smiled biting my lip.
He stood up to leave, before he walked out he said "It was great meeting you y/n, I'll see you tonight" and he disappeared.
The way I hated this hit different though 😩
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Damon can be... overprotective. He doesn't like it when people look at you in certain ways.
"You didn't have to kill him Damon-" "He was looking at you funny y/n.
You and Damon share the same, sarcastic, dark, moody, cocky humor. That's why you guys get along so well.
He's scared that one day you would leave him for Stefan, and we both know you wouldn't because you aren't Elena, who apparently can't make up her mind.
"Stefan is like a brother to me! That's like the worst zone, being sibling zoned, Damon!"
When Alaric died you became his main drinking buddy.
You being there for him when he gets mad, and goes on a killing spree
Seeing him shirtless most of the time
"See something you like"
Cooking together, also known as you watch him and he cooks because you would burn the house down
Always flirting and everyone just looks like they are third wheeling.
Damon telling you how he wouldn't be able to live with himself
"It's us forever, I won't let anyone hurt you y/n"
Him cuddling with you, obviously you are the little spoon.
Him whispering sweet nothings in your ear when you go to bed.
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