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𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔣𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔳𝔞𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔢

INTRODUCTION.

𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔧𝔞𝔥 𝔪𝔦𝔨𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔰𝔬𝔫

INTRODUCTION.

[mystcrious]

dealing with becoming a vampire had been easier than she might have thought, in the first few days it was earth shattering. but the most unlikely of people helped her get through it, something that still surprised her. hearing him speak she swallowed a little, it did cause a small twinge of pain in her stomach that it felt this way between them. ❝ i ran out of bloodbags, i guess i never really put much thought into how you and damon obtained them before. ❞ after a few moments her dark hues lifted to meet his, searching for any andication of well, anything. ❝ hi stefan. ❞ she finally replies.

[dialvgues]

SHE'D BEEN DEALT A TERRIBLE, NO GOOD HAND IN LIFE. and for what? because she was a doppelganger? there had to be more than that in life. for her anyway. this shouldn't be her world. her existence. yet as he looked at her, he felt selfish. loving her felt selfish. it's a feeling he can't shake. had he not come back, would she still be human? probably not. but stefan still brooded over the thought regardless. ❛❛a lot of compulsion, mostly. some volunteers here and there. it just depends.❜❜ stefan admitted, scratching at his head to keep his hands somewhat occupied. ❛❛how... how are you doing otherwise? i'm sorry i haven't been around. i just... i've been keeping an eye on things.❜❜ her being one them, from a very, very far distance.

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@wolfiexroxy | interaction w. roxy

IT'S A RARE BREAK IN HIS SELF PITTY ROUTINE. they're in the woods, keeping an eye on things. humans were hunting anything from wolves to feral babboons apparently and stefan was concerned that eventually, they'd start killing something that shouldn't be killed whether it be humans or not. ❛❛if you tie it this way,❜❜ stefan explains, ❛❛it'll be less likely to fly away in the wind.❜❜

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@ofknifethrows | interaction w. violet

❛❛FRIENDS OF YOURS?❜❜ he asks, eyes scanning the front lawn to look at the small crowd of men gathering outside. all they were missing were pitchforks and torches. all that for a tiny woman who looked, though he held no doubts could handle herself, like she wouldn't harm a fly. ❛❛tell me you didn't lead a mob to my house. i just finished fixing the roof.❜❜

[spicedhcrt]

Caroline  crossed  her  arms  the  second  she  saw  him,  her  expression  already  halfway  between  worry  and  annoyance.  “Oh,  I’m  definitely  yelling  at  you,”  she  said,  though  there  was  no  real  bite  behind  it.  “You  disappear  for  days,  Stefan.  No  calls,  no  texts,  nothing.  You  don’t  get  to  just  show  up  and  pretend  that’s  normal.” She  exhaled  through  her  nose,  studying  his  face  a  little  more  carefully  now.  “But  sure,”  she  added  after  a  moment,  softening  slightly.  “Get  the  drinks.  Because  if  I  start  yelling  right  now,  the  entire  bar  is  going  to  hear  about  how  terrible  you  are  at  communicating.” Caroline  leaned  against  the  counter,  watching  him  closely. “And  for  the  record,”  she  continued,  quieter  now,  “you  avoiding  everyone  isn’t  exactly  a  great  sign.  So  after  the  drinks,  you’re  actually  going  to  tell  me  what’s  going  on.”

[dialvgues]

HE KNEW BETTER AND YET HE SOMEHOW MANAGED TO FORGET. caroline forbes was a stress... well, everything. cleaner and baker, off the top of his head. even if she weren't yelling, stefan's reminded that she probably cleaned her place about a gazillion times after she realized he wasn't exactly around or answering his phone all that much. things have changed. elena's a vampire. katherine's around. stefan's losing track of time... well maybe that hasn't changed all that much. it seems like he loses daylight hours every few months to a year at this point; teetering between sanity and the IN. ❛❛i know it's not normal. i know.❜❜ but stefan at least doesn't wave it away. doesn't motion for her to stop because he knows in the end, it'll help caroline work through the stress of wondering where the hell he's been.

stefan smiles just slightly. maybe in some weird way, he's exactly where he wants to be. maybe he WANTS her to yell at him. he motions down the bar for two drinks. ❛❛if it helps, i've been keeping an eye on the wicked witch, with a capital b, while she's in town.❜❜ oh, did caroline even know katherine came back? he'd forgotten to update that hadn't he? ❛❛i just... needed a distraction from everything going on.❜❜

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‘ i told you to leave me out of this. ’ ⸻ katherine to stefan

SHE SURE HAD TOLD HIM TO LEAVE HER OUT OF IT. yet stefan laughed. it was one of those deep, deep in his stomach kinds of belly laughs that would make a human's stomach hurt. ❛❛you lost the ability to be left out of it when you forced me to become a vampire.❜❜

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@xblasphcmy | interaction w. aethelwulf

❛❛YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'VE SEEN A GHOST.❜❜

the words echo in elijah's ears as if a gong had been rung right next to his head. it just continued to ring, and ring, and ring, with no apparent end in sight. his expression is flat. as lifeless as elijah mikaelson was, in a matter of speaking. ❛❛i've seen plenty of faces over the years. can't say any particular one stands out for one reason or another.❜❜ elijah lied. the more or less upside of being as old as he was, was that he could handle the occasional steady of a lie that could be hardly detected. at least... not outside of family. but he had remembered the other's face. he'd only seen it from a distance for years, marking it to memory, holding onto the guilt for being the one who had ended his mother's life.

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@xblasphcmy | interaction w. illyria

❛❛I GUESS IT RUNS IN THE FAMILY HUH?❜❜ she had asked him, cutting through the silent air around them.

elijah's ears perk up. she wasn't who he'd expect to be there, examining his chaotic violence. no blood hardly spilled and yet there were lifeless bodies at his feet, scattered around the chair in which he sat, examining the book he was after. his expression is almost soft, his features not matching that of a man who had ended the lives of a small house population just moments before. if anything, there's amusement in his expression. ❛❛you do not know the half of it.❜❜ elijah tells her, head tilting, ❛❛friends of yours?❜❜

[xblasphcmy]

The  sound  doesn’t  stop  when  he  spoke  to  her.  ❝ They’re  not  whispers, ❞  she  says  softly,  almost  absently.  ❝ They’re echoes .... ❞  Her  gaze  flickers  to  him  and  then everything  stops.  The  noise  cuts  out  so  suddenly  it  feels  like  something  has  been  ripped  away.  The  street  falls  into  a  hollow,  unnatural  silence,  pressing  in  around  her  ears  until  all  she  can  hear  is  her  own  heartbeat and his steps towards her.

But  it’s  not  quiet.  Not  really.

Lydia’s  breath  stutters  as  something  else  replaces  it . something   older and heavier.  It  clings  to  him,  not  seen,  not  heard,  but  felt.  Her  eyes  landing  on  the handsome vampire now,  truly  seeing  him  for  the  first  time.  Not  just  a  man  standing  in  the  fading  light,  but  something  wrapped  in  centuries  of  loss,  of  violence,  of  lives  ended  and  carried  like  a  shadow  that  never  quite  lets  go.

❝ ⸻ you ... ❞  she  breathes, edged  with  something  uncertain.  It’s  not  accusation,  not  fear,  but recognition.

[dialvgues]

HE WATCHES HER WITH A RARE CURIOUSITY. not so much given these days; she smells human with a hint of something extra. something earthy. something electric. something familiar in his brain but he hasn't put his finger on it yet. his existence was always going, going, going, GONE. now so more than ever these days. the only rare time he manages to stop, it seems, is when he and his siblings are all in one location. home. he listens to her, allowing her to work through what it she hears. eyes narrowing just slightly with the occasional glance into her world. his stance is relaxed. ELIJAH MIKAELSON WAS HARDLY EVER NOT. but it's not threatening at the moment. distant, but close, as if he needs to be to hear what she has to say. his jaw flexes like a tightly wound rubber band when she speaks the last word. you. ❛❛i apologize for my echoes,❜❜ elijah tells her kindly. genuinely. ❛❛they're hard to keep silent these days.❜❜ and it's true. he carried them with him, little reminders of reasons, of pros and cons, of walking away from an existence that wouldn't let him. that wouldn't shake him. he knew what he'd done was wrong... but when you could exist for forever, you had eternity to mull it over. ❛❛may i offer you a cup of tea? it may help you shake it.❜❜

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@effcrvescnts | interaction w. caroline

IT'S NOT THAT HE WAS AVOIDING HER... truthfully, he's been avoiding everyone. stefan felt his head growing fuzzy. he thought he could handle it. he thought he'd be fine. but he wasn't fine. ❛❛before you yell at me, let me get us a drink.❜❜

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@effcrvescnts | interaction w. caroline

THIS TOWN WAS STILL ALL TOO SMALL. each road and place he went, he ran into someone he either knew or was avoidng. oh well. elijah mikaelson was never one to dilly dally much less beat around the bush. ❛❛good evening, miss forbes.❜❜ he greets her all too formally, it is both not and is causal somehow in the same ticking second. ❛❛if it's my brother you seek, he's out creating a mess for me to clean up, i'm sure. if it's me you seek, to what do i owe the pleasure?❜❜

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@mystcrious | interaction w. allison

THE WOODS CALLED TO HIM MOST DAYS. reminders of the home he and his family once shared as humans were gone... but deep in the woods, he could sometimes see the outline of a hut that fit a large family. he's distracted, wandering, yearning. elijah mikaelson yearned. it's only when he hears the whistling approaching rapidly does he turn and reach, catching the arrow flying at his head. ❛❛well,❜❜ elijah speaks, ❛❛that was certainly rude.❜❜

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@mystcrious | interaction w. elena

IT HAD BEEN A MINUTE SINCE HE'D SEEN HER. she wasn't human anymore but stefan had been a little distracted himself. like usual, it seemed like they were destined to be two passing ships at any given time. he also remembers a lot of it is his fault. ❛❛hey, elena,❜❜ he greets her, clearing his throat, spine moving to stretch a little taller. it's not that he's peacocking but rather ignoring his other thoughts, ❛❛i didn't think i'd run into you here.❜❜

[kingsmemes]

「   RP MEME :  RANDOM DIALOGUE 2.0   」     * change pronouns as needed. based on this generator. 

‘ how about i take you home? ’

‘ who do you fight for? ’

‘ you can relax. we’re safe here.’ 

‘ are you threatening me? ’

‘ i told you to leave me out of this. ’

‘ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ’

‘ you’re leaving already? ’

‘ that sounds dangerous. i’m in!’ 

‘ what do you wish for? ’

‘ you look like you just saw a ghost.’ 

‘ don’t look at me like that. ’

‘ we can just sit here. we don’t have to talk.’ 

‘ you can’t get rid of me that easy. ’

‘ do you want something for the pain? ’

‘ can i have some cash? ’

‘ i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me.’ 

‘ that’s quite a scratch you’ve got there.’ 

‘ when was the last time you slept? ’

‘ i know who you are. i know what you’ve done. ’

‘ you’re being followed. pretend you know me.’ 

‘ you never should’ve left. ’

‘ i think i’m getting sick. ’

‘ snap out of it! ’

‘ yes i killed them, but i did it for you.’ 

‘ don’t treat me like a child. ’

‘ how does it feel to be in love? ’

‘ surprised to run into you here. ’

‘ how many people have you killed? ’

‘ i didn’t want to come, but i need your help. ’

‘ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ’

[justcallmeharleyx]

Harley stared back at Stefan, unimpressed. The woman knew that not everyone would take her seriously and she was more than used to people making light of or poking holes in her theories. "Right. That's definitely the reason people are ending up mauled in the woods in the middle of the night. Have you run that theory by the police yet?" She asked sarcastically while raising an eyebrow. "Seriously though Stefan, you're not even the least bit concerned about all this?"

[dialvgues]

STEFAN WONDERED WHAT OTHER THEORIES WERE FLOATING AROUND. were they wild? were they true? like his own theory... the real theory underneath his flesh, itching to be revealed. ❛❛i'm just saying. illegal dumping has humans acting like fools. imagine what it could do to animals.❜❜ stefan points out, arms and shoulders moving to shrug. ❛❛of course i am. but i also hope no one's stupid enough to go into the woods anytime soon. there are people hunting anything from wild baboons to wolves just in case. the last thing we really need is someone getting caught in a bear trap.❜❜

[xblasphcmy]

location : a street over the mystic grill .

             The  streets  felt  too  quiet.  Too  still  as  the  sun  began  to  set.  pausing  mid-step,  Lydia  tilts  her  head  as  if  listening  for  something  that  shouldn’t  be  there.  she knew she wasn't alone , but she just had to ask . was it just only her who heard it ? ❝ ⸻ Do  you  hear  that? ❞ she  whispers,  her  voice  barely  carrying  over  the  soft  evening  breeze. 

A  faint  rustle  drifts  from  somewhere  nearby.  not  wind,  not  animals,  but  something  else.  broken  whispers,  a  hiss  of  panic,  footsteps  that  doesn't  match  any  living  thing  she  can  see.  Lydia’s  eyes  scan  the  streets,  searching  for  movement,  but  all  she  sees  are  the  darkening  silhouettes  of  the  town  she  knows  all  to  well. SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO   

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LIVE FOREVER AND YOU HEAR PLENTY OF THINGS. it's nights like this that elijah feels something that he shouldn't. a deep seated regret that makes him want to disappear against the wind and fade away. maybe in another life, he does. turned to ashes, scattered in the wind. but in this life? he only faced whispers he couldn't escape. ❛❛i think it depends on what you heard.❜❜ elijah spoke, coming to a dead stop now. his darkened hues scanning their surroundings.

but as he listens, he doesn't hear his thoughts or past creeping in on him. it's something else. something he might not hear... ❛❛go on. what do you hear?❜❜ he asks, noting the other's pale expression in the half moon light. she hears something he can't. that's never a good thing.