#003. ⠀ ⠀ 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⠀ 、 ⠀ main .

[forbaesa]

@shadowbrn​​     ♡’d !         [ FT.  TYLER LOCKWOOD ]

                  “     why are you laughing?     this is a very serious situation!     ”    

[forbaesa]

@salvatoraes​​  sent  :          “  🍸for a drunk text  ”          /           accepting.

(   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   do yobu thinmk ants vahe efelings? (   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   because i juqst stepped on one amnd 'ifm scared its family mlight habte em :s(((

[forbaesa]

@nexttobest​  sent  :          “  can you shut up?  ”          /          accepting.

                   caroline’s not sure when she’s started considering the salvatore boarding house her second home.     probably sometime between being turned & spending most of her after school time over there so stefan could teach her how to control her urges & generally be a good vampire.     that’s exactly why she’d rushed there after tyler decided it’d be a good idea to kiss her on her front porch.     seriously,     as if she didn’t have enough things to deal with.     caroline tells stefan as much in the middle of her rambling about teenage boys & how she’s glad to know he’s managed to mature over the course of his hundred - something years of undead life.      bubblegum pink lips part to draw in a much needed deep breath,     but before she has the chance to carry on with her venting,     damon speaks up from his spot across the room.     caroline peers over her shoulder,     plastering the fakest smile she can manage.          “     only if you drop dead first.     ”         she responds sweetly before turning her attention back to her salvatore whose company she preferred.

[forbaesa]

@loetise​     ♡’d !

                  “     why do these things always happen to me?     ”    

[forbaesa]

@salvatoraes​  sent  :          “   her  aura  is  off  as  soon  as  he  steps  into  the  forbes  living  room  &  it  makes  him  concerned.  of  course  he's  concerned.  she's  his  best  friend.  "  care ? "  stefan  questions  lowly,  a  brow  arching  as  he  takes  a  step  closer  to  the  blonde. "  are  you  okay ? "   before  he  lets  her  answer,  the  elder  vampire  closes  the  gap  between  them  &  wraps  his  arms  around  her  middle.  he  pulls  her  into  him,  hand  resting  on  the  back  of  her  head.  usually,  stefan isn't a  hugger  but  when  it  comes  to  a.  his  best  friend  or  b.  his  best  friend  being  sad,  he'll  hug  her  until  she  can't  breathe.  "  we  can  go  get  some  curly  fries  if  you  want.  ”

                   she’s not sure how long she’s been standing in the middle of her living room, clutching her mom’s old cardigan.     caroline brings the material up to her nose and sniffles, the familiar scent making tears well in her eyes.     how many times had she seen her mom wearing that cardigan?     how many times had she draped it over her frame whilst she slept on the couch, tv still on with an episode of friends playing softly in the background.     how her mom is gone and caroline has never felt more lost.     the house is much too big without her and her stupidly heavy boots that nearly shook the walks with each step she took.     however, caroline still felt as though she can barely breathe.     she never felt pain like this, and all she wants is for it to stop.     she knows what she has to do to get what she wants, and she’s toying with her mental switch when a soft creak on the floorboards and stefan’s voice pulls caroline back to reality.     her head snaps towards the sound and she watches her best friend approach her as if she’s some sort of spooked animal.     great, because that’s exactly what she needed.     her lips part to reply, but before a single word makes it way past her lips, stefan is tugging her into his arms.     she stills immediately, considering, even for a fleeting moment, to pull away and ask him to leave.      she knows he would if she acted like a total bitch.     and yet... she doesn’t.     instead, her arms slowly drop from her chest and wrap around stefan’s waist.     caroline presses her face into her friend’s chest to hide the tears that roll down her cheeks.          “     i miss her so much.     ”         she whispers, voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt.     a tiny, pathetic attempt of a laugh escapes her and she shakes her head ever so slightly,          “     not sure curly fries can fix this, stefan.     besides, i’m terrible company right now.     i think it’s best if i just—     ”         flip the switch.     turn it off.     stop feeling.          “     —stay home.     ”         

[forbaesa]

                   caroline has always been a light sleeper.     the faintest of sounds were able to rouse her from a deep sleep,     leaving her unable to drift off & cranky.     she supposes that’s why she’s able to hear @salvatoraes​ having a nightmare on her living room couch.     with her mind still foggy from sleep,     caroline races down the stairs to check on her best friend.    she finds him already awake,     the sound of his racing heart making her frown.     “          hey . . .          ”     caroline whispers,     slowly taking a seat next to stefan.     she watches him in silence for a few minutes,      letting him work on his breathing on his own.     “          was it the safe again?          ”     she asks,     her voice sounding loud in the dead silent room.     caroline scoots closer,     laying her head on stefan’s bare shoulder.     she’s known for putting her foot in her mouth more often than not,      so she’d rather offer him some quiet comfort than say something that might trigger him all over again.     “          i’m here if you want to talk about it.     if not,     we can just . . . stay here in silence.     or watch some tv.     whatever you need.          ”

[forbaesa]

(   SMS   »   @salvatoraes​   )   :   soooooooo iom in the quarxry nadd i wthink a squirrel just talked to me (   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   clike no joke, kit asked how i was adn everything (   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   are you comngig to the paryt oor what???? i need ot intvroduce wyou two asap (   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   oh god, mzy heaqd hurts

[forbaesa]

@salvatoraes​          ♡’d !

                   “          you can’t sit here & watch me die,     it’s depressing.         ”    

[forbaesa]

@beingstories​  sent  :          “  ⁇ for elena or bekah make me laugh  ”

(   SMS   »   REBEKAH MIKAELSON   )   :   i cman't belielve im sabout to say this but can we stop with the tpetiness? (   SMS   »   REBEKAH MIKAELSON   )   :   t's taking yevars off ym ifle and i'm liaetrlly immortal (   SMS   »   REBEKAH MIKAELSON   )   :   listen with yyuor ass and mcy boobs, we would ebe an upnstoppable dxuo (   SMS   »   REBEKAH MIKAELSON   )   :   just think about int, k?

[forbaesa]

@salvezze​​     ♡’d !           [ FT.  COOPER WARREN ]  

                  “     you didn’t honestly expect me to let you do this alone, did you?     ”    

[forbaesa]

@salvezze​     ♡’d !         [ FT.  BENTLEY LOVELL ]

                  “     you'd tell me if something was wrong, right?     ”    

[forbaesa]

@strandaed​     ♡’d !          [ FT.  JULIETTE FAIRMONT ]

                  “     you know we’re gonna have to talk about this eventually, right?     ”    

[forbaesa]

@o1ympia​     ♡’d !

                  “     i was making sure you weren’t dead since you never called!     ”    

[forbaesa]

@ofpoet​     ♡’d !

                  “     what are you doing out here by yourself?     ”    

[forbaesa]

@salvatoraes​​  sent  :          “  😪 for a sad text  ”          /           accepting.

(   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   thank you for bringing elena and bonnie tonight (   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   it was exactly what i needed

[forbaesa]

@salvatoraes​​  sent  :          “  [TEXT] What do you want?  ”

(   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   i wanna get laid (   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   can you be my wingman tonight?     pretty pleaseeee (   SMS   »   BROODYPANTS   )   :   all of your drinks will be on me,     promise !