#stefan salvatore ( season 1 threads. )

[mysticfallsresidents]

STEFAN KNEW COMING BACK TO MYSTIC FALLS WAS A RISKY DECISION BUT IT WAS SOMETHING HE FELT HE NEEDED TO DO. it was scary because of the founding families that seemed to have a sneaking suspicion that vampires resided back in their peaceful, quiet town but stefan was determined to put a stop to that so he could live his life without worry of vampires ( or mainly his big brother ) ruining his one chance to begin anew. he enrolled as a student at the local college and mainly only did it to blend into society. mostly, he wanted a way in to sniff out any vampires he's never seen or met before. to his surprise, and a pleasant one at that, he did run into one he had previously known and luckily she was a good friend of his he hasn't seen in years, @preppyvcmp. a grin stretched on the vampire's face from eat to ear as he wrapped his arms around the petite woman. “ greta, i can't believe you're here, it's good to see you. what are you doing here ? last i heard you were traveling europe ” he pointed out, looking down at her with bright eyes, happy to see an old friend in such a bleak town.

[residentbadgirl-blog1]

@safedrowned

( FAYE CHAMBERLAIN. )

   Since learning about Mystic Falls’s broad range of supernatural existence, it was as if Faye saw her world through the other eye. While intriguing, moments like this, proved it equally terrifying. Her gaze locked on the recently returned, Salvatore guy — and a bloodied, animal carcass. Only now, the staring was mutual. “I-” she forced away the crack in her voice, “didn’t mean to intrude.”

[suresha]

Secret Stash of Unlisted Muses

These are other muses I have played/was playing on my other blog. They are mostly REQUEST ONLY, and not open for heavy threading without a plot. By default, none of these muses will recognize any canon ships unless otherwise plotted, period. This makes it easier for people to feel free to do what they want. I will never force anyone to recognize a canon ship unless they want to. You MAY inquire about my OTPs. I’m always willing to answer.

I will not post bios for any of them unless they are moved to the main page as a main. I will do this based on popularity each month. Work resumes soon despite covid and I’m not putting too many burdens on myself about muse pages. Wikipedia is your friend.

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Avatar The Last Airbender

Aang

Bleach

Hitsugaya Toshiro

CASTLEVANIA

Adrien  Tepes  /  Alucard

Issac

Hector

Demon Slayer

Nezuko / Tanjiro **TEST MUSES

Fate Stay Night - Fate Zero, ect

Saber ( Arturia )

Gilgamesh

Inuyasha

Kikyou

Naruto - Naruto Shippuden

Neji Hyuuga

Gaara

Iruka Umino

Kakashi Hatake 

SNK - Attack on Titan

Note: All Attack on Titan muses are based only on the anime through 3 seasons. Until the Dub of Season 4 is released, I cannot and will not follow SNK blogs back that post spoilers.

Julian ( OC )

Armin

Erwin Smith ( eventual test muse )

Levi Ackerman 

Marco ( test muse )

Trinity Blood

Caterina Sforza ( highly selective, mood pending )

Vampire Knight

Hanabusa Aido

Yu-Gi-Oh

Seto Kaiba ( HIGHLY FUCKING SELECTIVE )

Pharaoh Atem [ Avan Jogia FC ]

Yugi Mutou 

Yami Bakura ( very low muse / very selective )

Mahad ( canon divergent as hell )

Assassin’s Creed Odyssey

Alexios of Sparta [ FC tbd ]

Cobra Kai

Danny “Daniel” Larusso

Disney / OUAT / Pixar

James Norrington

Jack Sparrow* ( to be played at my discretion/FC pending )

Regina Mills ( up to season 2 cos im not finished watching ) - [ Lana Parilla FC ]

Elsa [ FC tbd ]

Game of Thrones

Missandei [ Nathalie Emmanuel FC ]

Daenerys Targaryen [ Emilia Clarke FC ]

Rhaegar Targaryen [ FC tbd ]

Aegon I Targaryen ( modern verse mainly unless plotted ) [ Max Irons FC ]

Sansa Stark ( final 2 seasons only with LOTS of headcanons ) [ Sophie Turner FC ]

House Reyne OC ( fc and bio coming soon! )

Harry Potter

Harry Potter [ Daniel Radcliff, other TBA ]

Lucius Malfoy [ Dane Dehaan, Jacon Isaccs FC ]

Severus Snape [ Ian Somerhalder, Adam Driver, Timothee Chalamet FC ]

Historical ( real life ) & Period Drama

Nasir ( Spartacus Series ) [ Pana Hema Taylor FC ]

Cleopatra

Jurassic Park

Ian Malcolm ( obv Jeff Goldblum )

Marvel ( MCU ) & E-616 ( slightly )

Charles Xavier [ James McAvoy FC ]

Ororo Munroe “Storm” ( E-616 ) [ Halle Berry, tba ]

Raven ‘Misty’ Darkholme ( Mixed Canons ) [ Anya Cholatra, and others FC ]

Jean Grey ( Mixed Canons ) [ Summer Bishil FC ]

Emma Frost ( Mixed Canons / Ye Olde 616 ) [ Vanessa Kirby FC ]

Spiderman ( MCU-ish ) [ Tom Holland / Tobey Macguire FC ]

Natasha Romanoff ( MCU ) [ Scar Jo, other tba ]

Steve Rogers ( MCU ) [ Chris Evans FC ]

Bucky Barnes ( MCU ) [ Sebastian Stan FC ] **TEST MUSE

Tony Stark ( MCU ) [ RDJ FC ]

Loki [ Tom Hiddleston FC ]

T’Challa ( MCUish ) ( not available until his character has been recast by the MCU )

Nolan’s The Dark Knight Trilogy

Jim Gordon

Sleepy Hollow ( TV Series )

Abbie Mills

Star Trek

James/Jim Kirk [ Chris Pine FC ]

The Following

Ryan Hardy

The  Hobbit  /  LOTR

THRANDUIL [ Lee Pace  FC obv ] - will be moved to main muse page soon!

The Hunger Games

Katniss Everdeen [ J. Law FC, tba ]

The Mummy ( Returns )

Evie

Ahmanet 

The Vampire Chronicles

Louis de Pointe du Lac [ Brad Pitt FC ]

Claudia

The Vampire Diaries

Stefan Salvatore ( up to season 4/5 ) [ Paul Wesley FC ]

Bonnie Bennett ( post-series ) [ Kat Graham FC ]

Damon Salvatore ( heavily canon divergent season 1 )

Elena Gilbert [ Nina Dobrev FC ]

The Walking Dead

Carol Peletier [ Melissa McBride  FC ]

Rick Grimes

The Witcher ( Netflix / Books-ish )

Geralt of Rivia [ Henry Cavill FC ]

Fringilla Vigo ( netflix version with book influence )

Xena: Warrior Princess

Xena

Gabrielle

WWE ( old school ) - ( dont even ask for threads here. the fandom on here is questionable at best. if you can’t write very well, im not even giving you the time of day. furthermore, i prefer 90s to about 2005 as far as interactions/superstars go anyway )

HBK, Bret Hart, Triple H, John Cena

Retired  /  Hiatus  Muses -  (  these  are  characters  i  either  lost  muse  for  due  to  lack  of  interest  from  people  or  i  need  to  kinda  do  things  to  spark   muse  for  them.  you’re  welcome  to  request  them,  but  making  no  promises  ill  be  able  to  write  them  properly  )

Alexander Hamilton ( Broadway based with some historical influence )

Sasuke Uchiha ( naruto shippuden )

[highgaarden]

ok so bc I'm all like DON'T GIVE UP THE SUPERPOWERS wrt Caro rn I thought why not request a canon-compliant superhero non-AU for Caro where somewhere down the line she decides to ~use her powers for good~ and do the vigilante thing, mask and everything (no stupid impractical costume tho). Extra points if she and Bonnie form a whole Witch/Vampire superhero team. Klaus can read abt it in the paper and figure out it's Caro+Bonnie and be amused and be into it. ♥♥♥

i tried my best. also, i have no clue what’s going on in the originals, but from scraps i get an a very helpful explanation from my friend anne, i sort of got the gist of it, tried to work more of the plot into this, and then decided to just… not. much apologies, please be kind to my v. confused self should you decide to leave a review.

12:51;

or: a superheroes origin story in five parts. 

Klaus/Caroline, Bonnie/Damon | wc. 3705 | ch. 1/5

read on: AO3 / ff.net

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PartOne

InWhich Everybody’s Week Must Have Been Pretty Rough

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The weekend after Klaus escaped from his wall, he sat down in his studywith three bottles of liquor and double that amount of fresh blood, a steakcooked medium rare, and five years’ worth of newspapers to catch up with theworld.

Freya regarded him curiously. “You could have done away with the mess.We just ordered those new tablets.”

Rebekah was much ruder about the piles he left. She was probably stillmad she had had to miss four seasons of Supernaturalin order to save his skin.

Klaus didn’t answer them. He continued skimming the pages with aprevailing interest, rubbing ink and paper between his fingers. He soon foundthat he hadn’t missed much in his Marcel-imposed exile; that the mundanities oflife had persevered through the years.

His thoughts started to wonder when he was three-years deep into hiscatching up. Nothing caught his eye, and he was starting to feel the gratitudeof being able to sit in a comfortable armchair as opposed to being shackled toa floor dusted with rubble chip away.

Until he saw it.

He read the little opinion piece, then read it again, and a third timefor good measure.

And then he called Damon Salvatore.

—

At that point, not even Damon knew of their little hijinks despite havingmoved himself into their apartment. He used the pretence of “keeping an eye onthem” to make it past the front door. The living room became his sanctum santorum, and the couch he tookrefuge in constantly smelled like booze and Doritos.

Caroline was not happy with this arrangement, and made sure to be veryvocal about it every chance she got.

Sometimes it ranged from loud, to shrill, towake-your-neighbours-up-at-3am-because-Damon-you-fuck-you-left-your-underwear-in-my-laundry-basket piercing.

Tonight, Damon had the apartment to himself, and was glad for the peaceand quiet. Caroline was out on a date, and Bonnie was at the library borrowinga book. She was always at the library borrowing books, and he liked tellingpeople how bookish she was in a tone that was both patronizing and fond. It hadtaken some time, but he had finally perfected it.

In the middle of his Grey’sAnatomy rerun (“Denny? You chosea dying sack of meat over Alex? Really,Izzie?” he yelled at the tv), his phone rang.

It was Klaus. He hadn’t heard from the fucker in more than a decade, andwas immediately suspicious.

“City Morgue,” he answered cautiously.

“Just to be clear, you’re still second best,” came the familiar gout ofKlaus’s voice. “I only called you because Stefan’s number seems to not beworking, mate.”

“That’s ‘cause it’s not,” Damon said. “How do you still have mine?”

“If I wanted idle chit chat I would’ve resurrected Finn again.”

Damon muted the tv and got to his feet. “And yet here you are, makingidle chit chat.”

“I merely called to enquire about Caroline and Bonnie’s wellbeing.”

“They’re fine,” Damon said shortly.

“You best make sure they’re getting adequate rest for all thecrime-fighting they’re doing,” Klaus said, and killed the line.

Damon spat out his bourbon.

That’s how it all started, really.

—

Caroline was having a crummy night. The sole of her shoe had torn awayas she was chasing her assailant across the rooftops of Midtown, and it nowflapped with every step she took, and slowed her down considerably.

“I’m gonna get you, Raul!” she yelled, to make up for how she was losinghim, fast. “Your album sucked!”

Raul the Eurovision Vampire came to a screeching halt. He was screechingquite literally, because of all the insults Caroline had hurled at him in thepast week of stalking him, this one hurt the most.

“And your win last year?” Caroline continued as she hauled herself overa crumbling ledge. “Total pandering.”

Raul hissed and bared his fangs. “You know nothing of talent, sillygirl. If you did you wouldn’t be spending your nights in cowardice, hiding yourface with a gaudy mask. A poor man’s Catwoman.”

Caroline bristled, because it had taken her and Bonnie splurging on asewing course in Uptown to get their stitching just right.

“And you would’ve gotten more than a deal sponsoring mattresses afteryou won Eurovision,” she retorted, and Raul actually looked pained.

Actual, legit pain.

Caroline sighed. “Look, I’ll cut you a deal. See this stake here? Iwon’t stick it in your heart if you meet my conditions.”

Raul warily eyed the stake she was twirling between her fingers.Normally he would have told her to kiss his ass, but he was cornered, and hedidn’t fancy becoming a splat on the sidewalk.

That, and he was afraid of heights.

“And the conditions are?” he asked finally.

Caroline took a moment to rip the failing sole completely off her shoe.It came off with one clean pull, and when she looked up Raul was still there,which meant there was still hope for a redemption arc for him.

She gave him a winsome smile. “Do you have a pen?”

—

Bonnie slid in through her bedroom window, heady with glory. She hadgotten better at sneaking in and out at odd hours, but evidently not by much,since she managed to wake Damon up.

This was because he was in her bed when she threw herself on it.

“Damon, what the hell?”

Damon awoke with a snort. “A-ha! Proofof your foolhardy life choices!”

Bonnie rolled her eyes and unhooked her cape. She made a mental note to passCaroline twenty dollars. “Took you long enough to realize.”

“I am living with hoodwinks.”Damon pouted. “How could you not have let me in on this secret?”

“Damon, you helped me with laundry last week. You literally foldedpieces of my costume. It had my alter ego name on stitched across the front.”She swung her feet and walked to the paper partition by her dresser, where shewiggled out of her outfit safe from Damon’s prying eyes into a worn Whitmoresweater and blue shorts with lightning patterns on them.

“Are those anti-aging potions you’re brewing finally screwin’ with yourhead?” Damon was still on a roll. “You know how I had to find out? Klaus!”

“Klaus is alive?” Bonnie asked.

“Yes, and even in his state of barely living he ousted you and BlondeDistraction’s sly night crime-kicking.”

Bonnie started to respond, but then got sidetracked. “Blonde Distraction?”

“Uh – yeah.” He fiddled with his phone. “Blonde Distraction and FeistyFire.”

“That is fucking terrible,” Bonnie said mildly. “And not even ournames.”

“That’s what I call you in my blog, which I only update when I’m drunk. I’vebeen following you for years. Checkout the threads!” Damon waved his phone in her face.

“Are you drunk right now?” she asked.

“Yes,” Damon said sulkily, “but only half-stupid. You were never at thelibrary, were you?”

“Well, you were really sweet about it—”

“And you kept missing all those scrabble/pizza nights!” Damon howledinto his hands, betrayal gutting him like a fish.

“Damon,” Bonnie narrowed her eyes. “I’m tired. “The next time you spendthe night in my bed, I’m burning your brains out.”

“Reduced to being treated as one of your petty criminals,” Damonsniffed. “So be it. Our friendship always had an expiry date, huh?”

Damon slinked out of her room. Bonnie considered calling after him, butfigured she’d reason in the morning. For now, she had a huge bruise in her sideto nurse, and sleep was calling.

—

It started with scaring off new vampires from innocent clubgoers, andthen keeping the pasty creep-o’s who lived in the apartment adjacent to theirsin line when bodies started piling up in their shared dumpster.

Caroline hadn’t blown all her cash for an apartment in New York just forit to be crawling with the diseased, depravity and blood, so she took it uponherself to clean it up. An act of charity, if you will.

At night, she donned a mask and put on sensible boots. No stupidimpractical spandex for her, nor did she for a minute entertain midriff-baringleather, no matter how hot she might have looked.

Sipping from her thermos of warmed AB, she kneeled by stone gargoylesand prowled through the night. Afterwards she would either jump from rooftop torooftop, or practice her parkour, feeling invincible and (not gonna lie) reallyfucking cool.

At around 1am she got the read from Bonnie (in other words, Bonnietexted her in their coded-emoji) that their target for the night had arrived.

From five stories above she followed the sound of his footsteps throughthe alleyway, waiting to catch a heartbeat. When none came, she knew that hewas the one. His steps faltered when he heard a noise behind him. Caroline tookthe opportunity to jump down on him.

“Hello,” she smiled sweetly, when he was thrashing and spittingunderneath her. She was sitting on his back, which couldn’t be comfortable.

“Killing. Maiming. Money-laundering.” Bonnie came slowly from the mouthof the alleyway, her cape flowing behind her. “That last one’s kind of random,but the other shit we have on you—yikes.”

Caroline gathered his hair in her gloved hands and yanked hard. Thevampire cried out, enraged, but didn’t look away from her piercing gaze.

“You’ve got a locker full of civilians waiting like lambs forslaughter,” she said slowly, so he might not miss the threat in her voice.“Tell us where they are and you get to live.”

“I’m gonna have to call your bluff,” he rasped. “I’ve cut a pretty gooddeal, and ain’t no stinkin’ blonde and her twitchy sidekick are gonna stop me.”

Bonnie’s face darkened.

“Oooh,” Caroline whistled. “Bad choice of words there, bud. She’s not mysidekick. We’re partners. I kick ass, she takes names. Sometimes I take names,and she kicks ass. Though ‘kick’ might not be the right verb here…”

“I prefer not having to touch you scum,” Bonnie said, and from herfingers erupted flames.

Caroline smiled, eyes shining brightly in the fear that Bonnie hadincited into the now-still vampire.

“What are vampires most afraid of?” Caroline whispered into his fear.

“Werewolf venom.”

Caroline clicks her tongue. “No, the other thing.”

The vampire, cold sweat on his forehead, hesitated. ‘Uh—stakes?”

Caroline knuckled the base of his skull. “Fire, you moron. She’s waving it right in your face!”

It didn’t help that he passed out immediately.

Bonnie sighed and dropped her hands. The alley dimmed once again. “Canwe talk about this whole intimidation tactic thing?”

Caroline refused to look her in the eye.

—

It took about twenty minutes for him to come to, by which time Carolinehad gotten bored of sitting on his back and had decided to chain him to thedumpster instead.

After they heckled and tortured the information out of him, Carolinepulled out the usual contract – stating that no further harm would come to himfrom their hands if he got the hell out of the city and signed along the dottedline – when he started monologueing and posturing in a way that was really, really familiar.

Caroline pulled the pen away from his trembling grasp for it. Shesquinted in the dark alley, trying to make out his eyes.

“Caroline?” Bonnie asked, but Caroline barely heard.

The vampire was still monologueing, and Caroline felt a rising anger.She knew a compelled gaze anywhere.

“Damn it, Bon.”

Her fist swung out of her own accord, knocking the vampire out cold.There was a satisfying crack accompanying the slump of his neck, and Carolinedusted her hands off.

Bonnie eyed his body with distaste. “Harsh, Care. Don’t you usually waitfor them to sign the contract first?”

—

True to his word, Damon had indeed started a blog following the accountsof Blonde Distraction and Feisty Fire (not their actual names, but given thefact that he only ever blogged when he was drunk, he never bothered to learntheir real names) and their vigilante crime-fighting on his blog, WatchOutVillainz.com.

It was a smorgasbord of garish colour, Comic Sans, and badly-wordedheadings.

Klaus would never admit it, but he loved reading it.

He followed it with the same tenacity Caroline had for new episodes ofThe Bachelor, and one night even set up a username for himself to partake inthe lengthy discussions over who Blonde Distraction and Feisty Fire might be.

His username was entirely anonymous, and he enjoyed having a persona toparade as he took down trolls and ventured the tags, verbally maiming anyoneand everyone who dared speak ill of Blonde Distraction or Feisty Fire.

Granted, he didn’t care much for the witch, but thought that Carolinewould like it if he were to stand up for her too, so he did.

Damon showed up at his hotel room one night sullen-faced. “Get off mywebsite.”

“Make me,” Klaus said, typing progressively faster on his keyboard.

Damon failed to make him, and returned home, turning all his loyalfollowers on one hybrid_master_127. Unfortunately, Klaus seemed to have accrueda cluster of minions of his own in his short time of perusingWatchOutVillainz.com, and they threatened to hack into the mainframe of one ofhis life’s most precious work.

Damon, having limited knowledge of IT, highly doubted the existence of amainframe and whether or not it could be hacked.

In the end decided to play it safe, and Klaus stayed.

—

The way Caroline figured out it was Klaus who had been sending thugvamps her way was almost as fast as him discovering their true identities asthe Vigilantes of the Manhattan Bridge Overpass.

A week after Damon had almost thrashed his hotel room, Klaus opens thedoor to his magnificently ransacked quarters. Caroline was sitting on whatappeared to be the cracked granite of his bathtub, in his living room, with herlegs crossed. She was still in her mask and boots.

“What is wrong with you?” sheyelled. “Why can’t you pick up the phone and call like a normal person?”

“That would have ruined the fun,” Klaus replied. “Besides, would youhave answered?”

Caroline hesitated.

“I thought so.”

“You never answered any of mycalls.”

“I was chained up in a wall, love.”

Caroline considered this. “Hm.”

Klaus picked his way towards her, straightening lamps as he went. Minutegoosefeathers floated about his shoulders; the pillows had all been spearedonto the ceiling fan like kebabs. “It was all too easy to suss out it was you.”

Caroline refused to bite. Instead, she stayed silent, watching him comecloser and closer.

“You offered them redemption instead of gutting them alive, in documentform to boot.” Klaus sounded reproachful and he righted an upset table to hidehis exasperation. “Furthermore, Bonnie made no secret of her pyromanicabilities. She was always very artful with that certain power of hers.”

“You compelled yourself a massacre just to draw me out,” she hissed. “Ihappen to take my craft very seriously—”

“I know, love. I’m not laughing.” And indeed he wasn’t. In fact, he sortof admired the spirit in which she undertook her task. In all honesty, he believedthis to be a phase—it took him a while to process the fact that she’d chosen tospend her eternity (or at least, a significant early part of it) doing this.

“So why are you here?” Caroline asked.

“Because.” He paused. Why was hehere? Papa Tunde’s torment had left him withered and raw; Hayley and Freya hadgone to the ends of the earth to release him and when he’d woken up Hope waswell in her teen years. Despite the world staying to same, too much of what hecared about had changed. He needed—he needed to make sure, needed to see forhimself, how she was.

Perhaps she was right. A phone call would have worked better.

“I wanted to offer my services,” is what he decided on at last.

Caroline snorted so loud he thought it was a piece of his ceiling fallingon them.

—

“I know all the criminals in this city,” he insisted, dogging her downthe street. Caroline walked remarkably fast in the night. She had left her maskin the debris of his room, stating she had ‘plenty more’.

“I’d rather go to vampire jail,” she told him sedately.

“Ah, that rather poorly masked vampire rehab you set up,” he said,falling into step with her. “The Elizabeth-Bill Institute for the MorallyBankrupt. I was just short of amused as to what an easy target you madeyourself.”

“And yet the only person who managed to figure it all out was you,” shesaid.

“Well—Kol did, too. We were playing crime-bingo with your exploits.”Klaus grinned. “I was one money-launder away from a win, so I decided to pullthings to my favour.”

“I’ll wall you in myself,” she seethed.

“Oh, where will you possibly find the time in between all thiscrime-fighting?”

Caroline whipped around, fangs bared. “Leave me alone, Klaus.”

“How are the twins?” he asked gently.

“None of your business.”

“They should be around Hope’s age, shouldn’t they?”

“Stop talking about them.”

Caroline took a detour through an alleyway, and with more agility thanKlaus expected, climbed her way up the side of a building, all to get away fromhim.

Klaus weighed his options, then hefted himself up after her.

He found her sitting on a rooftop edge, the city pulsating beneath them.He sat down beside her and was surprised when she offered him a thermos ofblood. It was still warm.

“Where were you keeping that?” he asked admiringly, studying her outfit.

She sent him a look that could kill, and went back to countingheadlights. “Please don’t tell anyone,” she said quietly, after a while.

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he said. He cleared his throat and glanced ather. “When did it start?”

Caroline shuts her eyes. “A few years ago. Josie and Lizzie were growingup pretty fast. Alaric—he, well. Didn’t want me to have…” she gestured vaguely,“words were exchanged. I decided that if I could do my part to help in anyother way, I’d do it.”

“You’ll soon be bored with the futility of it, I imagine.”

“I’ve got an end goal in mind,” she said absently.

After a fashion he realized she had stopped counting headlights and wasfocused on a window in the building across the cobweb of streets. Two girls,remarkably alike, were pulling the curtains closed for the night.

“They’re nocturnal creatures,” he said softly. “If I could venture a guess,just like their mother.”

Caroline didn’t answer. Instead, she rested her head on his shoulder. Hestiffened in surprise, but she didn’t comment on it, neither did she move away.“Next time, just call. You can’t base my reactions on the girl you knew tenyears ago.”

“Some things will always remain singular,” he said. He wasn’t speakingabout her. She hoped she saw it in the look he was giving her.

Caroline pulled away slowly. For a long time, she only looked at him.Klaus took a chance and reached for her hand, after which she tangled herfingers in his. They stayed that way for only a short moment, but the feelingof her palm, soft in his, lingered long after she’d slid her thermos back intoits hiding place on her body and left.

—

Damon had taken to fixing them breakfast in the wee hours of the morningwhen they finally returned. He reasoned that it was the least he could do, whatwith all the slander he keeps slinging their way on his website.

“To blindside the scrutinizing eyes of the public!” he insisted,flipping pancakes.

However, when Caroline returned home with an extra guest, his spatulafell onto the island with a smack.

“I refuse to feed him,” he told Bonnie. So offended was he that Carolinehad brought Klaus home that he refused to speak to Caroline too. Looking rightthrough them, he pointed out, “And I only made pancakes for three.”

Damon gestured angrily at the table, where three immaculate plates piledhigh with pancakes and cream had been set.

Klaus scowled. “But there’s four more, burning, by the way, on theskillet.” He tried not to sound too indignant.

“You kidding me? These are all for Bonnie!”

As the two immortal beings squabbled, Caroline speared a triangle ofpancake with her fork. Bonnie sipped her glass of orange juice. It felt strangefor the apartment to be so full, especially with the presence of Damon’s entireliquor cabinet dotting every corner.

Klaus finally wrestled himself a seat next to Caroline, but not beforeflicking off Damon’s shirt that had been slung over the back of the chair with dispassion.

“That’s it! I’m done! You can make breakfast yourselves from now on!” Damon yanked off his apron and was gonewith a huff.

“Does this happen a lot?” Klaus enquired, sniffing around a piece ofbacon.

“More times than you can imagine,” Bonnie said.

—

In the coming days, Klaus visited more often. His hotel room had beenproperly demolished, he took to reminding Caroline, who sighed and held out atowel for him to use her shower.

Bonnie delighted in the fact that she now has leverage against having abroody roommate/parasite, seeing as Caroline had one of her own now, too.

Damon continued to be miserable.

Klaus continued to goad them with his offer.

Caroline and Bonnie continued their crime-fighting.

“Let’s not make this routine,” Bonnie told Caroline as she garrotted avampire who had been hell-bent on chowing down on a family of four. “By nextweek we kick them out.”

“You got it, Bon,” Caroline said, waving the contract in the chokingvampire’s face. “We’re burning the couch. And can we finally talk about that cape of yours?”

Bonnie rolled her eyes, but nodded her agreement as the vampire veryreluctantly signed her name along the dotted line.

—

tbc

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[mysticfallsresidents]

⚰️    ――――     A  PART  OF  STEFAN  WANTED  TO  CHUCKLE  AT  THE  BOY'S  WORDS.  he  had  no  idea  what  stefan  truly  was  under  his  human  facade  because,  in  reality,  the  vampire  had  a  hundred  years  on  him  and  maybe  that's  why  he  called  him  a  kid  by  default.  he  let  it  go,  though,  he  didn't  want  to  draw  any  kind  of  attention  to  him.  he  was  staying  in  mystic  falls  because  he  wanted  to  keep  an  eye  on  his  brother  and  protect  elena  from  a  distance.  they  were  over  now,  and  he  respected  it,  but  something  in  his  gut  told  him  that  he  should  watch  over  her,  make  sure  no  harm  come  to  her.  he  felt  that  he  owed  it  to  her  after  thrusting  her  into  the  world  of  the  supernatural.        ❛      happens  to  the  best  of  us,  nothing  to  be  ashamed  of       ❜     stefan  replied,  his  friendly  smile  still  hanging  off  of  his  lips.        ❛      i  see   —   why  here,  though     ?     i  don't  think  mystic  falls  has  the  greatest  rank  in  education       ❜    he  asked  curiously,  but  then  reminded  himself  to  lay  off.  he  didn't  want  stiles  to  become  reluctant  of  letting  him  in  on  any  information  he  obtained.  everyone  moved  here  to  mystic  falls  for  a  reason;  it  certainly  wasn't  for  the  great  food  or  low  crime  rate.

STEFAN  WAS  SURPRISED  TO  HEAR  THAT  HIS  FATHER  HAD  A  HISTORY  WITH  THE  SHERIFF  OF  MYSTIC  FALLS.  that  couldn't  be  a  coincidence.  does  he  know  about  the  founding  families?  the  history  behind  this  town?  the  vampire  became  worried  because  it  seemed  stiles  was  in  the  dark  about  what  lurks  underneath  the  moon.        ❛     really     ?     never  would've  guessed.  must  be  tough  working  under  your  ex  -  girlfriend      ❜    he  pointed  out,  crossing  his  arms.      ❛      they  must  be  pretty  close  then.  isn't  she   —   part  of  the  founder's  council     ?       ❜

❝ Good, Stiles is what I prefer everyone to call me. I feel like the only people that can get with calling someone my age kid have to be really old or, yeah just old, and, again, you do not look old. I should have graduated last year, but I missed three months of school and, well, I MISSED a lot.❞ Due to being kidnapped by the wild hunt, an erased form exists for a while, but he is not about to tell this guy this. ❝ After that incident, my dad packed us up and moved us from Beacon Hills, California, to here. Being eighteen and still in high school is kind of annoying. I should be in college like the rest of my friends. Thank god. I just have to get the rest of the credits I need and I can graduate early.❞ He is unaware that they moved from one town with supernatural drama to another with its own kind of supernatural drama. ❝ My dad dated Liz Forbes YEARS ago, I think they met one summer at a camp and dated the time they were. They kept in touch over the years. She's the one who got my dad a job here. He is one of her deputies. It's a bit of an adjustment for him. He was Sheriff back where he lived.❞

[mysticfallsresidents]

STEFAN HAS ONLY HAD ONE TRUE FRIEND THROUGHOUT HIS VERY LONG, EXTENSIVE LIFE AND THAT WAS LEXI BRANSON. she continuously never let him down and only proved to him that there was some good in the world and that he should try to somewhat have a life outside of brooding alone in the dark and counting his sins. that's why he went back to mystic falls and entered into elena gilbert's world; only wanting to be a part of her life, even if that meant only as friends. she was a beautiful beacon that shined some hope into his life and he could thank his best friend, @aalexias, for that. he was just so happy to see her again; he needed this. “ look, lexi, i should only have just a beer. i don't want to be incoherent if elena shows up tonight ----- that sounded really lame, didn't it ? ” he laughed, grinning from ear to ear. he knew it was a little silly to still have high hopes over his relationship with elena gilbert. realistically, he should leave town now that she knows about what he is and what he was capable of. it was only a matter of time for this town to figure out that vampires had return to mystic falls. he sighed deeply and took his shot at the pool table, missing his pocket completely because of his wandering mind, “ i should probably give up on that, huh ? that's kind of a disaster waiting to happen and i just kinda started liking my life again [ .... ] ” he added, leaning against the pool table and taking another swig of his drink. maybe a shot wasn't such a bad idea after all.

[zalrb]

Stefan isn't EXACTLY unshippable with anyone that's not Elena. We were supposed to believe he moved on, got over Elena and found love in Caroline even though the chemistry and Paul checking out didn't sell it. That's different from Angel, where his feelings for Buffy where repeatedly and continuously reaffirmed in different ways throughout the series. Btvs/Atvs ended with the impression of Angel's true love being Buffy. Tvd ended with the impression Caroline was Stefan's.

We are supposed to believe that Stefan moved on (which is admittedly different than Angel) but I absolutely disagree with this: “Btvs/Atvs ended with the impression of Angel’s true love being Buffy. Tvd ended with the impression Caroline was Stefan’s.”  We aren’t supposed to believe Stefan’s true love is Caroline and that’s confirmed and reaffirmed in many different ways that are simply more subtle than Bangel. For instance, Julie herself calls Elena Stefan’s true love:

Julie Plec: They [Stefan and Caroline] are sharing an experience of having to say goodbye to someone they care about [who] ultimately is Stefan’s true love. (source)

and the reason why I bring up a JP quote despite how delusional she is about her own writing and her own show is because her SE-positive quotes are always earned in her story, it’s, like, the one thing that can actually be traced back throughout the entire series.

Stefan only calls Elena the love of his life:

Elena is a constant shadow on the SC relationship. Forwood isn’t, Mattoline isn’t, Steferine isn’t, Stebekah isn’t, Klaroline isn’t:

but we have a constant circling back to SE even when Stefan just came back from being on the run with Valerie for three years, we aren’t talking about that, no we’re talking about SE:

which is a theme that’s been threaded since season 3.

First with Rebekah: 

Then with Katherine:

Stefan cannot love anyone the way he loved Elena and Stefan tells Caroline not to dwell in the past and yet:

In season 8 Stefan could’ve spoken about how he told Caroline at the festival that things would be OK again, that they’ll make it through, he chose to speak about Elena

Bonnie tells him to find hope, the first thing we see him do is write in his diary to Elena: 

Cade mentions Stefan loving Caroline in 8x11 and yet Cade also has to say this:

It should also be noted that in 8x11, Julie says this is the worst we’ve seen Stefan without humanity:

It’s also the one time Stefan doesn’t have Elena to pull him back:

And when Damon does try to pull him back, neither he nor Stefan even mention Caroline, Stefan says “think about my humanity, think about Elena blah blah and the way we see this is the worst Stefan has ever been is that he’s on his way to kill Elena, his true love.

Even Cade who is manipulated by Katherine, the way Katherine tortures Stefan has nothing to do with Caroline directly, she’s a casualty of her plan yes, but her plan is focused on making Stefan destroy his relationship with Elena once and for all, to poison their relationship:

The show even continues the narrative of Stefan being unable to leave town because Elena keeps him in MF:

which is a pattern Katherine brought up in season 5:

that we saw in season 1:

And season 3:

In 3x04 Klaus returns with him to Mystic Falls because Stefan couldn’t adequately lie to Rebekah about maybe loving someone else the way he loved Elena.

In 3x21, 3x22 he says he’ll leave town if she chooses Damon but she chooses him instead and more than that becomes a vampire so he stays.

And then in 8x16 Stefan says that he can’t leave MF without trying to convince Damon to leave Elena but he wasn’t going to, Stefan knew that, Caroline knew that, it’s really just a way of saying that neither of them were going to leave Elena.

And then there’s the fact that Elena is the last person Stefan sees before he dies.

He could’ve called Caroline or saw Caroline, there is actually no reason why Stefan could see Elena, it’s not a logical part of the episode in terms of plot or lore, it doesn’t make sense, except that Elena had to be the last person he saw before he died.

And Kevin made it a point for us to know if he couldn’t be with Elena then he would have to die:        

Which Salvatore brother is going to take the bullet for the other? We debated that so much because we could make a really strong case for either. And we finally settled on Damon was going to die. And then Kevin walked into the room and he’s like, “What’s Stefan’s life going to be like?” I said, “He’s going to be happy with Caroline and uh uh… uh, I don’t know.” [Laughs] I’m like, “You’re right, it needs to go the other way.” 

He pauses, then continues, “If there was any other conversations, we ended on this one. This show was always about Stefan being the hero, and if Stefan could not have Elena, Stefan could do this very nice thing of giving his brother the chance to live with Elena.”

So yes, we are supposed to believe that Stefan found “life after love” but I don’t think we are ever supposed to believe it could ever eclipse what he had with Elena while also believing that it’s impossible for him to move on. It’s not my conjecture, it’s proven in the narrative.

[zalrb]

stelena stans are so delusional i swear. the ratings for tvd did not decline because of delena like yall like to claim. they declined because tv shows are known for declining after the first few seasons. tvd had better ratings when stelena were together but thats not BECAUSE they were together its because the show was of a higher quality then, had better storylines/plots, better writing, better villains.

I’m going to say what I said to the last anon who had this same argument. You’re not wrong. The show was higher quality with better storylines/plots, writing and villains in seasons 1-3 but what was the major shift in seasons 4 onward? The fact that Damon and Damon and Elena were centred and the focus became about their relationship and not on storylines, not on plots, not on writing and not on villains. Damon and Elena brought retcon onto TVD, Damon and Elena brought repetition onto TVD, Damon and Elena drained TVD that wasn’t even an excellent show to begin with, it was a show with a lot of potential and putting so much emphasis on Delena and trying to turn Damon into Stefan while also trying to keep Damon as Damon just destroyed the potential the show had.

From an old post of mine:

Season 5′s plot line was the Amara/Silas shadow selves/doppelgangers and that went against three seasons of canon specifically so Damon and Elena could have obstacles in their relationship because that storyline makes no sense. We were told that when a witch uses a human’s blood to bind a spell, a doppelganger of that human is born every 500 years so that spell has the chance to be broken and it’s not permanent, it was nature’s way of creating a balance, which is why Tatia and Katherine and Elena are all 500 years apart but no, let’s go against that and create shadow selves and prophecies about doppelgangers being together so that Damon can have something to feel insecure about even though if the travellers did make a spell to bring the doppelgangers together why didn’t Katherine meet her Silas shadow in 1492 and how come Stefan didn’t meet his century’s Amara shadow in 1846 and where was Tom when Elena was born/living her life before Stefan? And Stefan and Elena were together for three years why didn’t the travellers make their move throughout that entire time? It was a storyline designed to suit what they wanted to do with Delena whereas with Stelena, their relationship factored into the storyline that was already happening and there’s a major difference between that.

In season 6, I’m not even sure what the common thread throughout that season was since everyone was so disparate but instead of focusing on a singular plot that could’ve brought all of the characters together — like bringing Bonnie back from the 90s, the show focused on Damon and Elena finding their way back to each other and Stefan and Caroline figuring out wtf they felt for one another; the only moving, active plot of that season was Bonnie and Kai and that was pushed to the side in favour of Elena re-discovering what she felt for Damon to the point that their “search” for Bonnie becomes a vehicle for her to see him in a different light, they half-ass that entire rescue because they’re too busy falling in love with each other again, a perfect example of this is when they go back to the 90s and instead of saying “Hey, Bon, let’s meet halfway” they stayed in the Salvatore Mansion to make pancakes and argue about the fate of their relationship while Bonnie drove bloodied and hurt to her own rescue. And even the way the re-discovery of feelings happens was a storyline muted in favour of Damon because considering the fact that it’s Elena doesn’t remember any of the good things Damon has done, it’s not that she doesn’t remember Damon, it’s that she doesn’t remember any of the good memories, and she’s a vampire and apparently your emotions are heightened as a vampire (it doesn’t matter if you’re able to find control, they’re still heightened) and those bad memories are pushed to the forefront in a single rush, Elena should’ve hated Damon, she should’ve wanted to feel murderous rage at the fact that he snapped her brother’s neck and abused her best friend, tried to kill her other one, and was responsible for like half the murders in MF and once she found out that she and him dated, she would have to reconcile how she could possibly love someone who did all of those things, she should’ve had to discover how much she changed since turning into a vampire and there should’ve been certain gaps in her memory that drove her insane like how did she turn off her humanity (because as much as the show likes to make Elena say “I turned off my humanity”, no, Damon did it for her and that’s another thing, they rewrite history to put him in a better light).

And now in this season, Damon continuously gets pass after pass because the show is overly protective of his character. He burns Elena oh psyche, nope he didn’t and he didn’t have to go through the agony of telling her best friends who knew her long before he did that he may have killed her because oh no, that would cause too many rifts and too many consequences. He gets out of the Phoenix Stone and attacks everybody but oh no, that’s OK because he was clearly not himself when he did, so then what was the point of making him attack everyone if no one is going to blame him, if no one knows that logically he wasn’t in his right mind but emotionally they’ve been physically assaulted by Damon one too many times and they’ve had it? Stefan gets himself stabbed for Damon and because of Damon yet again and the most we get is Caroline saying “I just wish it wasn’t always you” or “Why does it always have to be you” or whatever and Stefan being snippy for a minute before shrugging off what happened, instead of complicating that relationship and making Stefan resent everything he does for Damon but not being able to stop himself and hating Damon for being this difficult but feeling guilty for that hate because he still blames himself for turning Damon into a vampire. Damon sleeps with someone else because he’s going through a downward spiral but Bonnie makes it OK by saying it was what Elena wanted so then how can it possibly be a downward spiral if he’s not going to alienate anyone in the process of it? Why does the show make Damon and Delena do everything they do if they don’t experience any consequences for it, consequences and resentments and dynamic shifts are what make a show interesting and the show resolutely refuses to follow through any of that when it concerns Damon and he is now at the centre of the show and has been for about two and a half seasons.

TL;DR we’re not delusional we’re basically getting straight to the point instead of writing everything out like I just did and saying Delena destroyed the show because it did.

[mysticfallsresidents]

⚰️  ――――        “        IT'S  NOT  THAT,  LEXI   —         ”     stefan  laughed,  shaking  his  head  a  bit.  he  knew  he  was  being  a  little  dramatic,  if  not  skating  on  the  edge  of  being  one  of  those  classic  brooding  vampires,  but  it  was  hard  not  to!  he  was  going  through  a  lot  with  elena,  wanting  to  protect  her  from  the  supernatural  that  loomed  around  her,  and  with  how  difficult  his  life  was.  he  wasn't  the  best  choice  for  her,  he  knew  that,  but  it  was  hard  to  stay  away  from  her,  almost  impossible.  he  felt  this  magnetic  pull  towards  her  that,  no  matter  how  hard  he  tried  to  fight  against  it,  it  seemed  to  be  inevitable.  that's  why  it  was  nice  to  spend  a  night  away  from  all  the  drama  with  his  best  friend,  lexi.  he  needed  this  more  than  she  knew.         “        i  don't  want  to  run  into  elena  tonight.  i  told  her  i'd  stay  away  from  her  just  like  she  had  wanted.  she  didn't  handle   —   she  found  out  she  looks  like  katherine   [   ....   ]   but  she's  nothing  like  her,  they're  not  the  same  person        ”    he  explained  to  her,  his  head  hanging  low  in  sorrow.  he  looked  at  lexi  in  the  eyes  as  he  spoke,  a  small  smile  decorating  his  face,        “       i  wouldn't  if  i  had  the  choice.  she  made  her  decision,  she  wants  nothing  to  do  with  me       ”     he  further  explained,  hoping  his  friend  would  understand  why  he  had  to  stay  away  from  elena.  he  couldn't  help  but  chuckle  softly  when  lexi  subtly  stole  the  shots  from  the  tray,  offering  one  to  him.  he  took  it,  reluctantly  at  first,  and  held  it  up  to  clink  his  glass  with  hers.        “      you  can  say  that  again       ”     he  agreed  with  a  grin  and  pours  back  the  shot  with  ease,  still  making  a  slight  winced  expression  from  the  burning  sensation.        “       that's  another  problem  too   —   why  is  damon  here  again     ?     doesn't  he  have  other  people  he  could  ruin     ?        ”

"      IT’S  YOUR  BIRTHDAY,  STEF.      ⸻      you’re  allowed  to  loosen  up  a  little  for  one  night.  or  are  you  worried  a  teacher  might  see  and  give  you  detention?      "      eyes  widen  in  mock  horror  and  feigned  gasp  only  adds  further  𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜,  though  features  soon  ease  into  another  playful  laugh.  it’s  a  new  experience  to  see  stefan  like  this.  full  of  daft  smiles,  doubting  words;    a  fool  in  love.  truly  a  sight  to  behold,  and  she  finds  herself  almost  forgetting  their  game  of  pool,  leaning  against  cue  as  she  listens      (    fondly    )      to  him  ramble.      "      give  up  on  something  that’s  making  your  face  do  this?      "      hand  reaches  out  and  she   pokes  the  dimple  large  grin  has  created.      "      don’t  you  dare.      "      lexi  can’t  pretend  to  completely  UNDERSTAND  the  situation  at  first.  the  physical  𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜  between�� katherine  and  elena  are  hard  to  ignore,  but  she  𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐬  her  friend  when  he  says  they’re  different,  and  alexia  branson  has  always  strived  to  never  be  the  kind  of  person  who  judges  book  by  cover.  everybody  deserves  a  chance.      "      you  need  to  start  being  a  little  more  bon  jovi  and  keep  the  faith.  if  something  is  meant  to  happen,  it’ll  happen.      "      fate,  destiny,  it’s  all  relevant  to  a  gal  like  her.  she  likes  to  believe.  straightening  up,  she  reaches  for  the  tray  of  already  -  bought  shots,  picking  two  tequilas  and  holding  one  out  for  him  to  take  with  a  tempting,  little  wiggle.      "      𝘯𝘰𝘸  𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨  𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩  𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯  𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?  that’s  the  real  𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿  waiting  to  happen.  you  deserve  a  shot  for  that  alone.      "

[mysticfallsresidents]

STEFAN WAS PLEASANTLY SURPRISED TO RUN INTO AN OLD FRIEND IN A TOWN HE CONSIDERED TO BE DANGEROUS RESIDING IN. it was a lonely town to be in when your brother was too busy leaving a trail of bodies behind and the girl you wanted to be with wanted nothing to do with you. having greta here was exactly the fresh pace he needed in his edgy life. he couldn't wipe off the excited smile that took over all of his features, making his face bright with hope and happiness. he hugged her back instantly, embracing her tightly for a long moment before he stepped back to look at her fully. he nodded, “ you're right, i guess it has been that long. we're getting old ” he joked, chuckling softly. “ i'd love to hear all about it. you were always good with the invention gig [ .... ] i'm headed towards the math building. got some trig i need to get down before the end of the term. wanna help, smarty-pants ? ”

Greta coming to Mystic Falls was an intrigue more than anything. She'd heard the rumors about what lurks in the streets and the history of the town and couldn't help but indulge in her curiosity. Her hair swayed side to side as she walked the campus of the college nearby, wanting to learn more about the students here and get another degree while she's at it. Her internal thoughts were interrupted at the sight and sound of an old friend.

❝ Stefan! ❞ Greta said as she wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him tight. ❝ It's been what, forty years? ❞ She said before breaking away from the hug to look back up at him. ❝ I got some doctorates while I was there. Invented some things that you might be interested in. Which way are you headed? There's no way I'm letting you out of my sight. ❞

[mysticfallsresidents]

⚰️  ――――          STEFAN  LISTENED  TO  EVERY  WORD  THAT  STILES  HAD  SAID  BUT  THEN  HIS  ATTENTION  WAS  PIQUED  WHEN  A  WILD  HUNT  WAS  MENTIONED.  a  wild  hunt,  what  could  that  possibly  mean?  werewolves  are  real  and  possibly  migrating  towards  mystic  falls?  he's  heard  the  existence  of  them  before,  but  he's  never  seen  or  heard  of  them  in  person.  he  noticed  how  twitchy  stiles  got  immediately  when  he  seemed  to  accidentally  let  out  vital  information  he  meant  to  keep  secret.         ❛      wild  hunt     ?     kidnapped     ?     seems  like  you've  lived  a  very  strange  life  there,  stiles.  need  to  talk  to  someone     ?       ❜    he  asked,  letting  concern  paint  the  expression  he  held  on  his  face.

HE  DIDN'T  EXPECT  FOR  STILES  TO  EAGERLY  RUN  OFF  AFTER  THEIR  CONVERSATION  BUT  HE  DIDN'T  EXACTLY  BLAME  HIM.  stefan  was  trying  to  dig  for  more  information  on  the  happenings  around  mystic  falls;  he's  been  gone  for  so  many  years  and  he  needed  to  know  who  the  enemies  were.  he  felt  that  stiles  could  help  with  that.      ❛      wait,  wait,  stiles,  it's  okay   —       ❜     he  rambled  out  quickly  but  stiles  already  began  to  run  off  in  a  different  direction.  stefan  wasn't  done  with  this  conversation,  though.  he  flashed  with  his  enhanced  speed  and  appeared  suddenly  in  front  of  the  other  boy.  he  placed  both  hands  on  stiles'  shoulders  and  looked  at  him  intensely  in  his  eyes,        ❛      what  is  the  wild  hunt  and  what  do  you  know  about  mystic  falls     ?       ❜     he  compelled  confidently,  his  eyes  dilating  as  he  did  so.

❝ If we are going down that road, neither did my school in Beacon Hills, but I have to make up the three months I missed, and then I can get my diploma because I was kidnapped by the wild hunt and missing for a while. We moved here because my dad could easily get a job, and Liz found us a cheap place to stay❞ Wait, fuck, he hadn't meant to admit what the incident was out loud, and now he was sure this guy was going to think he was crazy or want to know more about what he was talking about. Pulling some stranger into his wild life or letting information slip to the wrong person was not the way to start living in a brand new town, and now his heart was racing. If he was lucky, maybe Stefan would brush off the slip of his words and not ask him for further details.

It was time for him to end this conversation and walk away before he dug himself into a hole. ❝ They were teenagers back then, and I hope they would both be over their summer fling. ❞ As the founders' council was brought up, it was clear to him that the one before him was just digging for information and hiding it behind a friendly smile. ❝ I would LOVE to keep this conversation going, but I have to run. ❞ He knew much more about Mystic Falls than he let on, but he would not share that information. ❝ Again, thanks for the help.❞ And with that, he walked away, going to a hall of empty rooms, getting lost on his way to first class. ❝ God, dammit.❞

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⚰️    ――――        THIS  KID  HAD  SOME  SPUNK  TO  HIM,  IT  WAS  SOMETHING  STEFAN  COULD  APPRECIATE.  it  didn't  take  much  for  the  vampire  to  ward  off  the  bullies  that  made  the  tragic  mistake  of  messing  with  the  new  kid  in  town.      “      ehh  —   no  problem       ”     stefan  responded,  offering  the  other  male  a  small  smile  but  then  he  couldn't  help  but  chuckle  at  his  next  request.  he  shrugged  lightly,        “      alright,  got  it.  i'll  just  call  you  stiles       ”    he  nodded  to  reassure  him.         “       i'm  stefan.  i   —   don't  really  go  here.  used  to  but   —   graduated.  sometimes  i  come  by  and  help  out  the  teachers       ”     he  introduced  himself.  ever  since  he  and  elena  had  parted  ways,  he  found  no  interest  in  attending  this  school  and  saw  no  reason  to.  he  was  too  old  to  be  enrolled  in  high  school;  it  was  moot.  he  found  himself  comfortable  in  spending  his  days  at  his  boarding  house,  reading,  drinking,  and  doing  some  writing.        “     nah,  don't  sweat  it.  seriously.  i  would've  punched  them  too  if  they  kept  it  up      ”    he  told  him,  still  decorating  his  face  with  his  soft  smile.  he  adjusted  himself  on  his  feet  and  folded  his  arms  over  his  chest,      “     so,  you  new  around  here     ?     don't  think  i've  seen  you  around  and  we  don't  get  many  new  faces  in  mystic  falls.  do  you  know  the  sheriff     ?      ”

The only reason Stiles and his father moved to Mystic Falls, to begin with, was because he fucked up by not only kidnapping Jackson but for borrowing a police vant too. His dad, who was the sheriff, got fired over it. Liz Forbes was kind enough to offer his dad a job and helped them find a place they could afford to live, and she even dropped Stiles off at school today since his jeep was still back in Beacon Hills.

He barely had a moment to look around when suddenly he was surrounded by what he assumed were the school bullies, his bottom lip twitching as his book was knocked out of his hands. His hands balled into a fist, but someone beat him to it. A stunned look took over his features as he watched some stranger come to his aid. Once the bullies were scared off, Stiles looked at the older male.

As the books were handed to him, he placed them in his backpack to prevent it from happening again. ❝ Thanks for stopping the assholes.❞ Honey-toned gazed, meeting the others as he shifted the way he stood to better face. ❝ I would punch them if you hadn't, and can you not call me kid? I'm pretty sure we are the same age; maybe I am wrong. Anyway, I'm Stiles. And you are? Other than my night in shining armor.❞ He joked.

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