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𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (a collection of prompts about possessiveness and jealousy. Some have romantic undertones, but not all of them. Feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary) 

“Too bad, [NAME]. You’re stuck with me”

“It kills me to imagine you with anyone else.”

“You’re mine.”

“I’m not the jealous type, but what’s mine is mine.”

“Touch them and I’ll break your neck.”

“No one would hurt you again, or I’d kill them.”

“I could keep you safe, they’re all afraid of me.”

“This isn’t love, it’s obsession.”

“I will be good to you, [NAME]. I will protect you. You are mine.”

“You belong to me. Don’t forget this.”

“You don’t own me.”

“You’re mine and I’m yours.”

“All I want is to keep you.”

“I just want to be yours.”

“I’m yours, and yours alone.”

“Nothing will take you from me. Not even death.”

“Better to destroy everything than surrender you.”

“I never craved attention until I tasted yours.”

“I’m jealous of all the people that can see you every day.”

“Me, jealous? Yes.”

“Don’t touch this! It’s mine.”

“I don’t like sharing.”

“I never said you could borrow my stuff.”

“Get your filthy hands away from this.”

“I’m not one to share what is mine.”

“Is this my shirt? I never said you could take it.”

“I’m not jealous of them!”

“They have everything I want.”

“I am jealous of everybody who is with you when I’m not.”

“You will do as I say.”

“No matter how much you hurt your feet trying to escape, no matter how far you’re trying to run, I will never let you go anywhere again.”

“In the end, all you want is to possess me.”

“The center of your attention is a very bad place to be.”

“I gave you an order.”

“I don’t own you, you just belong to me.”

“I admit that I am very possessive.”

“I can be controlling, yes.”

“I don’t belong to anyone.”

“I need my own space.”

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This is a future memory. It's where your boyfriend whispered to you that he loved you. I love you.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES (2009–2017) — S02E14 | crying wolf

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&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

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stefan watched as elena composed herself, her chest still rising and falling in a slightly uneven rhythm. her eyes, once wide, softened as they met his. he noticed the exact moment the tension in her shoulders eased, as if his mere presence was enough to dispel the fear that had been gripping her moments before. he shouldn’t have felt satisfied by this. but he did.

she tried to laugh at herself, to minimize her own panic with hesitant words. stefan listened silently, his eyes taking in every nuance of her expression: the way her fingers absently tangled in a strand of hair, an unconscious reflex of nervousness; the hesitation in her voice; the small smile that trembled on her lips before finally firming. so human, alive. . .

it took him a moment to respond. not because he didn’t know what to say, but because he needed to suppress the urge to touch her—to prove to himself that she was okay. “fog can play tricks on the mind” he said finally, his voice low and even, as if he didn’t want to disturb the stillness around them. “especially in a place like the bridge.”

he looked away for a moment, taking in her surroundings. the weathered wood beneath her feet, the river below whispering with the current, the damp air carrying the scent of the forest. this place had seen death before. tragedies. the kind of things that left traces in time and for some reason, elena seemed to find comfort in that.

“yes” he admitted, bringing his gaze back to her. “i come here often. i think…” he hesitated, letting out a fraction of honesty. he narrowed his eyes for a brief moment, assessing the vulnerability of her presence here. how easy it would be for anyone to find her alone in the shadows. how easy it would be for something worse than darkness to creep in…

“you shouldn’t be walking alone at this hour.” the warning slipped from her lips before she could stop it. her voice wasn’t harsh, but there was something in the tone—something that seemed like a shadow of urgency, a hint of genuine concern. “the town is small, but not everything is as harmless as it seems.”

the cool morning breeze stung the back of her throat , a sore feeling forming from the mouthfuls of air she'd been hurling to back to catch her breath. this subtle feeling of dizziness clouded her immediate perception , barely able to focus on distinguishing features on his face when she looked up at him. her frame wavers for a moment , lids fluttering closed so the world could just be still - taking a second to focus on her on calming the flow of her breath , easing the heavy heaving of her chest until the pace of her fleeting heart no longer thuds in her ears.

once everything calmed , she slowly opened her eyes , gaze shifting to his - finding and losing herself to the bright green of his eyes. now they seemed so soft , unalarming and unassuming - it was calming - he was calming. her trance is interrupted by the the quiet sound of his voice , always even toned. subtle empathy peaking through every word spoken. a small smile curls on her lips , feeling foolish and dumbfounded by her own panic. nodding in acknowledgment that everything was fine - and she didn't need to worry. it's so odd , now that she's close to him she feels comfortable , safe even.

" you're fine - really. i'm sorry i guess i'm a little jumpy , with the fog and the darkness. it was all very .. horror movie feeling. " nimble digits curl through her soft tresses , sucking in a breath. " do you usually take this route ? the only reason why i ask is because i visit the bridge alot .. usually people don't come out this early to run. "

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the mist crept along the deserted road like ghostly fingers, curling softly around the weathered planks of the wickery bridge and creeping subtly up the girl’s slender legs. the early morning air held a damp weight, tinged with the whisper of the river below.

stefan watched through the trees, far enough away that she didn’t notice him. he had noticed the pattern before.

elena kept returning here, as if something was calling her back. maybe it was the memory of that tragic moment, or an invisible ghost that only she could feel and see again. there was something lonely about her presence here, something that touched him in an almost painful way. her brown hair was dull in the distant moonlight, and her eyes, always filled with emotions she herself didn’t seem to understand, wandered through the darkness as if searching for something they couldn’t find.

but tonight… they weren’t alone.

stefan felt it before he saw it. a presence, low and dense, hovering like a cold remnant at the edge of his perception. stefan wasn’t on the other side of the bridge, but something—or someone—was. he didn’t need to squint to see through the darkness; his night vision picked up the subtle shifting details, the blur of a silhouette where there should have been nothing. but for some reason, he couldn’t see the clarity of her face.

elena still didn’t see him. she seemed so lost in her own thoughts. this was dangerous.

he could tell by the way her parted lips let out small sighs. what was entangled in her mind?

he should go to her. warn her? protect her? but something made him hesitate as he took a step forward into the darkness, his shoes sinking into the moss. that was when the moment broke.

elena stepped away from the railing, her rigid posture betraying the sudden recognition of the presence on the other side. her eyes squinted against the darkness, but stefan knew she wouldn’t see anything. she would only feel it with her frail human senses, like a deer that senses prey. unease took over her body before the instinct to flee took over. he heard the change in her heartbeat, the way the blood pulsed faster in her veins, betraying her fear.

and then, she ran.

her hurried footsteps echoed through the wood, the frantic beating of her heart hammering in the silence of the night. for an instant, just an instant, stefan acted. he ran at that imperceptible speed as soon as he noticed the strange presence moving behind elena. he would not let anything bad happen to elena. but then she almost collided with him.

her eyes, wild and full of something bordering on panic, met his. her cheeks were flushed with the cold, with fright, with the adrenaline that still boiled under her skin. her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breath coming in short gasps, and stefan forced himself to keep his expression calm, even as everything inside him was on edge. her voice wavered, her lips forming the words as if she didn’t believe them, pausing as uncertainty clouded her gaze.

stefan didn’t answer right away. he just stood there, watching her, listening to her heartbeat slowly return to normal. and yet, the feeling lingered—as if something was still watching, as if the night held a predator other than himself.

“i’m sorry, elena” he said, his voice low, controlled. “i was running… o didn’t see you until it was too late.” his gaze quickly swept over her expression—her eyes still wide, her shoulders tense—before he shifted to the bridge behind. he didn’t want her to realize that something was wrong. not now.

“i didn’t mean to scare you” he added, his voice laden with a softness that almost disarmed any suspicion.

it's the near-waking hours of the morning and there elena is , half draped over the old wooden rail of wickery bridge - wide doe eyes entranced by the subtle glow of the moon off into the distance. ironically , this was one of the few places she actually felt a semblance of peace.

not tonight though. that face - his face , she can't get it out of her head. it felt like he was stuck there and the harder she tried to push him from her thoughts the harder it was to focus on anything else. a part of her wonders if maybe he was meant to linger inside her brain. stefan salvatore. she didn't understand the feelings she had when he was near. but she wanted to understand , she wants to understand him.

maybe that will never happen.

a small sigh shifts past the plush of her lips , finally lifting her head from her hands. she mourns the silence found in the quiet late night symphony of nature. with a chirp of a couple birds she guesses that sun will be rising soon - and it was back to living life to the fullest. right ?

she pushes herself from the rail , straighten her back with a small stretch when she notices someone on on the other side of the bridge , the darkness doesn't permit her to see much , even as she squints her eyes. people usually don't come out here this early. lids flutter softly , a sudden apprehension snarling in her gut by the unmoved figure. even the rhythm of her heart hastens , shifting uncomfortably before setting off the wrong direction - it was be a longer way home but there was no way she was moving closer. as soon as she moves she could hear the tattered bridge creek behind her.

smooth unbothered footsteps turn to a full on sprint , her feet barely touching the ground , moving as fast and she swears she could hear footsteps right behind her , peaking over her shoulder for a mere second before nearly colliding with something in front of her. her cheeks burn when she finally peers up , finding herself face to face with none other than the salvatore himself. her thumb slips up , pointing behind her as she tried to catch her breath. " were you just on the old wickery bridge ? there was someone on the other end and i could have sworn -..." she stops herself before accusing him of following her. she was .. probably just seeing things. " we gotta stop running into eachother like this. "

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distrust was part of him. it wasn’t a burden he carried willingly, but something that life had imposed on him. broken promises, veiled betrayals… all of this was part of a past that never completely left him. and yet, there she was, smiling. as if the world wasn’t such a dangerous place after all. as if distrust didn’t need to be a second skin.

he tilted his head slightly when she began to speak of natural enemies and necessary monsters, as if she were analyzing her words. it was a speech he had heard before, spoken by different voices over the centuries. but there was something different about her—an ironic, almost disarming humor.

“a monster only when necessary?” he repeated, her voice filled with cautious curiosity. he crossed his arms, arching an eyebrow. “you say that as if it were a merit.” he studied her for a moment before continuing, letting out a short, resigned sigh.

“okay. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt” he admitted, though his tone made it clear he didn’t do it easily. “but if you end up proving me right in doubting… you’ll owe me more than a burger.”

it's  strange.  she  doesn't  expect  him  to  say  anything  that  she  agrees  with  so  much,  and  yet,  there  it  is.  she  has  learned  to  rely  on  actions  rather  than  words  growing  up,  and  it  was  something  that  she  still  believed  in.  still  relied  on.  that  moment  of  understanding,  however,  doesn't  stop  her  from  rolling  her  eyes,  almost  playfully.  ❛❛ okay  okay  okay.  believe  what  you  will,  shakespeare.  who  am  i  t'deny  you  of  your  apprehensions  or  untrusting  ways.❜❜  now,  she  smiles.  unable  to  help  herself.  even  in  a  time  like  this.  ❛❛ ─ look.  i'm  not  telling  you  to  trust  me.  i  get  it.  i'm  a  werewolf.  you're  a  vampire.  supposed  enemies,  as  said  by  nature  or  whatever,  but  i'm  not  so  bad.  you'll  see....okay,  maybe  I  can  be  a  monster,  but  only  when  it's  needed. but when nothing bad comes from my behavior... i get'ta say 'i told you so' an' you owe me a burger an' fries combo.... ─ an' shake.❜❜

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does evil come from within us or from beyond

stefan looked up, his dark green gaze lingering on matt’s face. there was something about the question that made him hesitate for a moment, as if it resonated within him in a way matt couldn’t quite comprehend.

“i think…” stefan began, but stopped, choosing his words carefully. “i guess it depends on what you mean by ‘evil.’”

he looked away, staring at the cloud-laden sky. it was an old question, almost as old as time itself. stefan pressed his lips together thoughtfully before looking back at matt.

“evil can come from within us, when we choose to give in to it. but it can also come from beyond—something that touches us, that corrupts us, that makes us forget who we are.”

a cold wind blew between them and stefan realized he had said more than he had intended.

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THE VAMPIRE DIARIES (2009 - 2017) THE TURNING POINT

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❛ i’ll be good. i promise. ❜

stefan kept his eyes fixed on her, the emerald glow of his gaze piercing, as if searching for something behind her words. words like that were easy to say, but he knew better than anyone that they weren’t always possible to keep. still, something in her tone made him hesitate. the softness in her voice masked the wariness building inside him, a wariness he couldn’t simply ignore.

“promises are fragile, just like the winds that carry them” he said in a controlled, almost distant tone.

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&. 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  dialogue  prompts  taken  from  nosferatu  (2024),  directed  by  robert  eggers.  feel  free  to  edit  and  change  as  you  seem  fit.  ) 

❛ come to me. ❜

❛ a guardian angel. a spirit of comfort. spirit of any celestial sphere. anything. hear my call. ❜

❛ you wakened me from an eternity of darkness. ❜

❛ you are not for the living. you are not for human kind. ❜

❛ and shall you be one with me ever-eternally? ❜

❛ come here. there’s nothing to be afraid of. ❜

❛ i wish i could stay, my love. ❜

❛ why have you killed these beautiful flowers? ❜

❛ i must tell you my dream. ❜

❛ i’d never been so happy as that moment… as i held hands with death. ❜

❛ i wish you to have all you deserve. ❜

❛ you mustn’t leave. i love you too much. ❜

❛ i will stay with you until you are fast asleep. ❜

❛ uh, forgive me. i only wish to stay one night. ❜

❛ by god’s name, never speak of that castle. ❜

❛ i banish you, i banish you with garlic. ❜

❛ beware of his shadow. ❜

❛ the shadow covers you in a nightmare. ❜

❛ you are late. the midnight hour has passed. ❜

❛ i wish you to do as i request. ❜

❛ i will be addressed as the honor of my blood demands it.❜

❛ speak not of it again! ❜

❛ take heed what you do. ❜

❛ i might ease your wound. ❜

❛ come by the fire. ❜

❛ your face shows you unwell. ❜

❛ do you ever feel at times as if you were not… as if you were not a person? ❜

❛ look at the sky. look at the sea. does it never call to you, urge you? ❜

❛ you are fortunate in your love. ❜

❛ now are we neighbors. ❜

❛ it is late. you must wish to retire. ❜

❛ i have been enduring the most irregular dreams. i fear i am taken ill. ❜

❛ it is a black omen to journey in poor health. you will remain and well rest yourself. ❜

❛ dream of me. only me. ❜

❛ oh, he’s coming to me. ❜

❛ i cannot resist you, my love. ❜

❛ i am no one. i am his servant. ❜

❛ look, this is a pretty one. his lordship likes the pretty ones… ❜

❛ you are lost in his shadow. ❜

❛ soon i will no longer be a shadow to you. ❜

❛ soon our flesh shall embrace and we shall be as one. ❜

❛ i have not failed your lordship! ❜

❛ embrace me, my boy. i am so rejoiced to see you. ❜

❛ my dear creature, yes, i am he, and i am hither come to help you. ❜

❛ my dreams grow darker. ❜

❛ does evil come from within us or from beyond? ❜

❛ i shall persist to join you every night… first in sleep, then in your arms. ❜

❛ everything will be mixed with abomination, and you’ll be knee-deep in blood. ❜

❛ you are promised to me! ❜

❛ i will end this plague. this devil. ❜

❛ he hasn’t found you. ❜

❛ i feared i’d never see you again. ❜

❛ you shall crave of me nothing. ❜

❛ the bells of dawn shall toll in despair of my coming. and i shall taste of you. ❜

❛ pray, forgive me for all the troubles i have caused you. ❜

❛ i am only glad you have become yourself again. ❜

❛ may i… stay with you tonight? ❜

❛ this creature is a force more powerful than evil. it is death itself. ❜

❛ i have seen things in this world that would’ve made isaac newton crawl back into his mother’s womb. ❜

❛ i have wrestled with the devil as jacob wrestled the angel in peniel. ❜

❛ if we are to tame darkness, we must first face that it exists. ❜

❛ i have felt you crawling like a serpent in my body. ❜

❛ love is inferior to you. ❜

❛ i told you, you are not of humankind. ❜

❛ i am an appetite. nothing more. ❜

❛ i lay within the darkest pit. till you did wake me, enchantress, and stirred me from my grave. ❜

❛ you are my affliction. ❜

❛ i care nothing of your afflictions. ❜

❛ yet even now we are fated. ❜

❛ your passion is bound to me. ❜

❛ you cannot love. ❜

❛ yet i cannot be sated without you. ❜

❛ remember how once we were? ❜

❛ i abhor you. ❜

❛ i will leave you three nights. tonight was the first. ❜

❛ tonight you denied yourself, and thereby, you suffer me to vanish up the lives of those you love. ❜

❛ you revel in my torture. ❜

❛ upon the third night, you will submit, or he you call your husband shall perish by my hand. ❜

❛ till you bid me come shall you watch the world become as naught. ❜

❛ tell me, what is this insufferable darkness? ❜

❛ nothing you can say will shake me, for there is a devil in this world, and i have met him. ❜

❛ i’ve brought this evil upon us. ❜

❛ i sought company. i sought… tenderness, and i called out. ❜

❛ at first, it was sweet. i had never known such bliss. yet it turned to torture. ❜

❛ it was you that gave me the courage to be free of my shame. ❜

❛ he took me as his lover then, and now he has come back. ❜

❛ all my sleeping thoughts are of him every night. ❜

❛ don’t touch me! i am not to be touched. ❜

❛ i’ll be good. i promise. ❜

❛ you could never please me as he could. ❜

❛ yes! take me! ❜

❛ kiss me. kiss my heart. ❜

❛ let him see. let him see our love. ❜

❛ without you, i will become a demon. ❜

❛ you’re safe with me. ❜

❛ keep away from me. i am unclean. ❜

❛ he will murder you if i do not go to him. ❜

❛ kill him i will. he shall never harm you again. ❜

❛ i can weep no longer, for i have no more tears to shed. ❜

❛ the grim reaper wields his heavy scythe with every change of wind. ❜

❛ the monster left you to the wolves, yet you prevailed. ❜

❛ his pull to me is so powerful, so terrible, yet my spirit cannot be evil as his. ❜

❛ we must know evil to be able to destroy it. ❜

❛ you are our salvation. ❜

❛ i bid you, come to me. ❜

❛ your oath re-pledged. so too shall be our flesh. you are mine. ❜

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# hot

Paul Wesley as Stefan Salvatore

The Vampire Diaries - Season 1

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so... he is back.

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Babbling brook

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a simple “thanks” made stefan’s chest tighten even more. the word, so small and unexpected, reverberated in his mind like a distant echo that he didn’t know how to process. it wasn’t the answer he expected, and somehow, that surprise hurt in a different way. her gratitude completely disarmed him, as if, for a brief moment, the entire wall he had built around himself had cracked. he didn’t deserve a “thanks”

elena’s tone was sincere, without hurt, and that made him even more uneasy. taking a deep breath, the air seemed heavy in his lungs, as if each breath was an effort. he opened his mouth, but the words came slowly, as if they were being extracted from a place too deep, loaded with emotions he didn’t want to face.

“no…” his voice was low, almost a whisper, mixing tiredness and frustration in equal measure. He ran a hand through his hair, in a vain attempt to ease the tension that was building in his shoulders. "you don't have to thank me. this… isn't about you." he continued, trying not to look at her directly, his eyes wandering around the room as he watched the other students engaged in the activity. stefan, ever the gentleman, hated acting this way toward her. It wasn't part of the good manners he had learned over the centuries. but he felt trapped, unable to do otherwise, and it frustrated him deeply. elena was kind.

he saw how she treated the people around her, and it only made everything harder. the more he tried to keep his distance, the more that kindness reached him, and stefan knew that with each passing moment, resisting it became more difficult.

lithe fingers drag through silken tresses , delicately tugging the stands to the back of her crown. the disruption causing a pleasant aroma of honeysuckle and amber present which briefly lingers through the static air. an anxious gesture to subdue the frustration leeched within , the feeling creating a home in the marrow of chipped ivories and festering.

the thought that this charade was a distraction does comes to mind , it was so much easier to frustrated than sad. keeping depression and hurt at bay . something to keep her mind , body , and soul unweary of the burdens she bore. but there was also the dreadful feeling of being rejected , something the brunette didn't often feel. most people liked her , nd has bratty as it may seem she couldn't place a single soul who didn't like her. it just didn't seem very fair.

she come back to , pushing past the barrier of her thoughts , back to eyeing him . catching the slight weight of his expression change , aiding the energy change , too . striking a chord in the tension as the word hate flees rosy lips . a part of her felt guilty , like maybe her questions or confusion was a formation torture to him. he didn't show much ... she could feel the tightness flood through the air in this heavy salty feeling . stuck between of place of feeling terrible for how it felt to be ignored and terrible for him . unfortunately nobody wins here .

sh couldn't believe it , blinking in a short succession but fast so she couldn't miss him , deep and brilliant chartreuse hues stumble within her sights , a connection formed that brought a stir in her chest . she was an ocean and his eyes were the erratic waves crashing all around her . but why did he do it now , what was different this time compared to others ? it was a small give but it felt like a seldom hope of progress .

gaze slips back on the paper , sucking in a another breath as her lungs panged in her chest as she was holding the air , cutting herself off from it because of this weight held on her chest. but his voice chimes , and her eyes grow wider now , stifled.

i don't hate you . the sentence repeated itself back to back in her mind as a new found swarm of emotions bear it's heavy weight on her cognize. somehow the sentence i don't hate you felt so much worse than when she was convinced that was the answer. because if not for hatred what does his actions pertain ? no relief found her in this confession. it only confused her more. she remains silent for a moment , lost in her own rampant thoughts trying to decipher the missing piece that gave any of this sense. ❛  thanks ..   ❜

[stefandiaries]

Around the bend

[stefandiaries]

General Sentences, Vol. 21

(Assorted original sentences. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"You're such a romantic!"

"Can you leave me alone for five minutes please?"

"I take no joy in this."

"We've all got to move on."

"I know you need my help."

"What are you going to do with yourself today?"

"This place just isn't the same anymore."

"You are not thinking this through!"

"Do you have the day off tomorrow?"

"Are you still mad?"

"Do you remember the first time we met?"

"Why is it so hard to stay mad at you?"

"How badly are you hurt?"

"Is of this making sense to you?"

"I've never been so sure of anything in my life!"

"Am I going to die?"

"What freaks you out? You can tell me!"

"Smile for the camera!"

"What is it I'm supposed to have done?"

"I'm not quite as stupid as I look."

"Do you feel better after slapping me?"

"Fancy meeting you here!"

"I hate you!"

"I have the feeling that you're trying to tell me something."

"I've always wanted to know what you taste like."

"How long will this take to heal?"

"This isn't like you!"

"Is this you talking or him?"

"I did it. I told him about us."

"I know you will not disappoint me."

"I'm right and you know it."

"You broke your promise."

"Shoot him, but don't kill him."

"This is all your fault!"

"So this is what it feels like, huh?"

"If you plan on exposing me, then my only option will be to kill you."

"Do you need me to set you up on a date?"

"Does anyone know you're here?"

"Don't ever defy me again."

"I'm so glad you're home early!"