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V A C A T I O N   H I A T U S ;;

                          okay guys so I’m just making a post to say that I most likely won’t be here at all until around the 20th of august because I’ll be going around England with my family. from the 20th, I’ll be staying at my godmother’s house until I get to move into Loughborough  ( for my Erasmus year )  somewhere around the 19th of September, so I’ll still be here  ( although maybe not so much, at times )  between 20/08 and 19/09, afterwards, my activity may be a little spotty for a while. but yeah, I won’t be here from TODAY / TONIGHT until the 20TH OF AUGUST — there will be  ( I edited this part for my steffy blog )  NO QUEUE GOING because I don’t have enough replies to post and I don’t want to spam you all with steffy pictures I love you all ♥ feel free to send me messages, I’ll reply to them via tumblr mobile whenever I have wifi!

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nessa grew me a new theme — isn’t it bootiful?

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                       I’m not like you. I wasn’t bitten by a wolf,                                   I was somebody’s science experiment.

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☆ Put this star into the inbox of your 5 favourite blogs. It’s time to spread positivity.

oooooh you  ಥ‿ಥ  -squishies your cheeks-

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ultriix said: rooooooooooooseeeeeeeeeeee.

IS THERE A PROBLEM I MEAN LOOK AT THIS

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okay but have you guys ever thought about liam and hayden and how they kind of resemble scott and allison? and i mean look what happened to allison ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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ofdoeeyes:

IT HURTS TO READ IT.

does it hurt like stefan’s heart is hurting?

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ofdoeeyes:

                            in all honesty, elena didn’t need protecting. all her life she’d been fighting her fights alone, some successful and others not so much, but she knew what to do and when. so when stefan said he’s protecting her, she almost wanted to scoff. truth be told, from how she’d lived her life until now, the brunette had done an a+ job on protecting herself. she didn’t need a guy to tell her whether she needed to be protected from something or not, so, it felt like he just didn’t want her know. maybe he just really didn’t care? maybe her mother had been right about him - no. she couldn’t think like that. that wasn’t right.   ❝  you don’t get to decide what’s good for me, stefan. ❞   she was fed up by people just taking on what rightfully belonged to her - her freedom. wiping the tears away from her cheeks, she sighed. she was already giving up although she didn’t want to. but what more could she do? he didn’t look like he’d just start trusting her in an instant and she wasn’t sure if she could wait until he was ready.

                     “ I can’t — ”   how was he supposed to tell her about the fighting, about his DARK SIDE? he could barely understand himself so how was he supposed to put words to his feelings? but on the other hand — how was he supposed to go on living his life WITHOUT her? just the thought of LOSING HER suddenly appeared as much, much worse than trying to explain why he always came home with a black eye and swollen knuckles. speaking of — his knuckles were still bruised. he held them up and looked at them — he could just tell her. he could JUST tell her, and he wouldn’t lose her, right? wouldn’t that be easy? but NO — maybe she’d just think he was just some kind of psychopathic MONSTER.    ( he was now weighing the pros and cons. what would the worst thing be? LOSING HER? or scaring her away? )   stefan squeezed his hands together. now was the time to make a decision — now or never, he thought, because he was losing her more and MORE by the second.   “ I have... — I’m so SCARED to lose you. —-— you’re my light, I can’t — my heart HURTS. ”   ( and it was finally out ).

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But that doesn’t mean you won’t love again. (x)

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nadiapetrovaxx:

                              Feeling his grip slacken, she had more or less recouped                               her breathing, respiring deeply as she stifled a glare and                               tethered her features not to misshape out of ill humor.                               She’d best not cross the other—she gathered of his                               identity as a Ripper—and that was profuse a threat for                               the vampress. Rippers dared not stint on their appetite.                               And even now in his cogency, his vehemence had her                               rather wary.

Nadia ghosted her fingers to the other’s wrist, knowing her plea was somehow unavailing. She hoped to relay her purpose, though her words would have to be scant. Her lips parted—… Stefan’s grip was still strong—

                                                    “ ——–Katherine. Katherine… Pierce… “

              the words she uttered with difficulty were like a WHIP to his face. instantly he let go of the woman without even thinking of any consequences this may have — he might as well just surrender and let himself be beat up, while he was at it. he had dropped the brunette to the ground and his fingers were now pressing into his palms in ANGER — the name brought back so many memories — memories that he wasn’t willing to give up on, apparently. he just couldn’t forget her — not even with what she had turned him into. and he hated himself for not being able to forget her — she had made herself UNFORGETTABLE — it’s what she had always wanted, after all.

                                “ what do you know about KATHERINE ? ”

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And love is when someone, who even knows your scars, stays to kiss them.

Benjamín Griss (via laurenarlene)

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✚ for a kiss on a wound.

♕ for a kiss of swearing fealty.

✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

♠ for a kiss that leaves a mark on the skin.

♆ for a kiss where there is a pulse.

ϡ for a kiss that lets you know I love you.

ღ for a kiss filled with passion and need.

† for a kiss to say good bye forever.

✄ for hateful kiss – gonna make you feel the scorn okay?!

☂ for a kiss in the rain.

Send my muse kisses you want to give them!

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daughter // tomorrow don’t bring tomorrow, cause I already know — I’ll lose you.

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                      while he wasn’t quite sure if he was okay with lying to her parents — the thought of always putting her first crossed his mind and somehow told him that he was maybe allowed to keep secrets like this  ( ? ),  if it meant he was PROTECTING her. that’s what this job consisted in, right? stefan shook his head — he should probably stop weighing the pros and cons of this all because the only result he would get would be   ‘ stefan — you’re being unreasonable ’   repeating itself in his mind.  and so he climbed into the driver’s seat and placed his hands on the steering wheel after having turned on the ignition. he looked around for a while and nodded   (  to himself  ),  as if he were trying to convince himself that he was doing the right thing here.   “ alright, lets go. ”   he was perhaps more talking alone than to elena but they were out of the large driveway in seconds. somehow he thought, even though the hospital wasn’t that far, this drive was going to be pretty long.

                           for once in her life elena was glad that someone simply followed her orders without asking questions - though it wasn’t like stefan to simply obey. running to the bathroom, she quickly collected a few toiletries and threw them into the bag that already hold her clothes. walking back out she simply gave stefan a nod as response to his question and made her way out of her room and the house. reaching the car, she silently got into the passenger seat.    ❝  when we arrive at the hospital, i need you to call my parents and tell them you took me to our lake house because i had a break down. they shouldn’t ask questions after that. daddy will want me far away from the press and i’ll need the distance to recover.  ❞   her voice was calmer now as she finally had a second to breathe. honestly, she felt sorry to involve stefan in all of this but at the same time she knew he was the only person she could trust right now.

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                          BABY WE’LL BURN THIS                                         TOWN DOWN TOGETHER

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                       “ I’m not shutting you out, I’m— ”   these words were pushed through clenched teeth because even he found that sentence hard to believe, but there was another meaning in that sentence, one what he was less willing to admit because he’d already be revealing something DARKER about himself. and stefan didn’t want to be seen as someone whose problems were weighing so heavily upon his shoulders — he wanted to be strong for other people, for his siblings especially. he wanted to be seen as someone who could handle the BURDENS of others. but maybe it was time for him to face the reality: once you had the weight of the WORLD on your shoulders, where did your problems go?   “ I’m protecting you from myself. ”   it made him sound as though he were a TICKING BOMB — and in all honesty, he felt like he was. stefan ran his fingers through his head and looked up for a little moment, trying to gather something. what, exactly? he didn’t really know. courage, maybe? maybe. he breathed in and out a few times and then looked back at elena. the tears in her eyes were breaking his heart into pieces so quickly that he wondered, if she ever left him, over this, would he be able to pick those pieces up?

                             seeing the pain so clear on his face, made it so much harder to stay strong. not only for herself but for them both. god - how much she wanted to take this pain away and turn it into happiness, take all the scars on his face and just wash them away. elena could only imagine how bruised he was underneath - & not only underneath his clothes. whenever he came home late at nights & she’d sit on her window still, she noticed how battered up he was. it was never something she could get easily off her mind.   ❝  then let me in if you can’t let me go. do something, anything - but please don’t shut me out. i know something is going on. please just let me in.  ❞   the brunette took a few steps toward him, stopping before she got too close for herself to handle. no one was ever so important to her - no one was like him. no one made her smile like he did, but at the same time made no one life so incredibly hard. it was like her life would be so much easier without him and yet, whenever she didn’t see him, she felt as if a piece of her heart was missing - a piece of herself. stefan was the only person she could be herself around and yet he didn’t feel like he could do the same. it was like a stab to the heart and she was bleeding out slowly - the life, her life, taken away from her in a painful manner.   ❝  please, stefan.  ❞

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                                                ❝ nothing ever ends poetically.                                                  it ends and we turn it into poetry.                                             all that blood was never once beautiful.                                                               it was just red. ❞

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