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Title: Every Me and Every You
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV)
Characters: Elijah, Rebekah and Klaus
Pairings: Klaus/Elijah/Rebekah
Rating: NC-17. Very NC=17
Warnings: Sibling incest, explicit sex, bloodplay
Words: 4290
Summary: Thunderstorm outside. Naked Original vampires inside. A bowl of fresh blood. A vampire-artist with a paintbrush. ( Read more... )

The room is dark save for the glow of the fire as Elijah pushes back the tarp and slips inside. Mother is sleeping, one hand dangling over the edge of the furs to rest against the bundle nestled beside her. Father is out, probably in the mead hall being toasted by the other men for being given a third son. Elijah could hear the roars earlier, a ( Read more... )

"You cared for her."

"A common mistake, I'm told. One I won't make again."

Had he been lying to himself, or to her? Who was he trying to convince? A posturing, a stance, to warn her that he wasn't going to throw himself at her feet, like all the boys and men that surrounded her, were drawn to her-or a vow to himself not to follow the tug of his heart ( Read more... )

Pairing: Damon/Elijah, implied Damon/Ric and Klaus/Elijah
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Spoilers for ep 3x22 - "The Departed"

( Spoilers beware! )

"Mother made us vampires. She didn't make us monsters. We did that to ourselves."The words still echoed around in his head, chasing at his heels all the way up the Eastern seaboard. He thought to drive as far as he could--West would have been a better choice, but he needed people clustered in crowds he could get lost in, and Los Angeles had never ( Read more... )

The subway was an abysmal form of travel. Certainly, it was acceptable enough for the cattle with their need to rush everywhere, down under the ground, better dressed variants of sewer rats. The roads above were congested with pedestrians and taxicabs, clogged and impassable half of the time like the drains in the older buildings turned into ( Read more... )

Venice 1856The notes of the music sparkled like the jewels on the masks the dancers wore as they spun around and around on the parquet floor beneath him. Elijah rested against the balcony, pale fingers of one hand fiddling with the ring he wore on the other. His nail scratched and caught at his family crest, emblazoned in gold on the circlet-a ( Read more... )