Sorry, old Stefan can’t come to the phone right now. Why?
BECAUSE HE’s DEAD.

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@hairjustice
Sorry, old Stefan can’t come to the phone right now. Why?
BECAUSE HE’s DEAD.
seesgood:
hairjustice:
The sound of her laughter filled his ears as he laid there, motionless. Too bad he was too busy pretending to be dead or he could’ve seen her smile but the sound of her laughter was all the confirmation he needed.
Slowly he rose back from the dead, cracking an eye open. “Excuse me? I don’t need therapy and contrary to popular belief, brunettes are not my weakness.” A slight huff escaped his lips as he rolled onto his side, gazing deeply into the void. Yes, there was a void somewhere. Maybe Stefan has magical void sight, who knows.
“Oh I beg to differ,” Caroline turned away from him when he moved, smiling up at the ceiling and neatly folding her hands atop her abdomen. “Katherine, Elena…I mean maybe it’s just that particular face but,” She spared him a knowing glance, leaving no room for argument. “You got it bad.” The only one who maybe had it worse was Damon, but that was an entirely other issue.
Her eyes left his after a moment, looking back up the ceiling, fingers tapping against her stomach impatiently. “You do totally need therapy though. You’re a blood addict. And a martyr. And you have some serious compensation issues and a need to be so good to balance out all the bad — it’s pathological.”
“What therapist exactly is going to listen to the ramblings of a 173 year old vampire? None.” Nothing he’d tell them would sound believable to a therapist and it’d just sound like an Anne Rice novel. The thought made him shudder. Gross. Stefan would rather die than end up like Louis.
I miss klefan boyband AU.
Which one of you lovely mutuals wants a dankalicious starter?
angsts to boyband music.
gruff voice. “I’m Batman.”
“I would sell my brother for one corn chip.”
“Or a giftcard for Chipotle.”
I kinda wanna write stelena angst...surprisingly.
Things we lost in the fire / A Stefan Salvatore Playlist.
Spotify link.
comes at him with an electric razor to the hair
“YOU CAN HAVE MY DIGNITY BUT YOU’LL NEVER TAKE MY HAIR.”
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eternalstud:
hairjustice:
“The eternal stud? More like the eternal THUD.”
@eternalstud
“I’d be careful, there, Stefan. Excessive grooming can lead to hair loss.”
“I’ll just blind people with my fabulous bald head.”
[deep voice] “Call me Mr. Clean.”
“The eternal stud? More like the eternal THUD.”
@eternalstud
magicsuckr:
hairjustice:
“SPOOKY DAIRY MILKToNS.”
“…..How many tons is milktons?”
“They’re not a weight, they’re skeletons made of milk.”
“SPOOKY DAIRY MILKToNS.”
“I am well versed in an ancient chinese art called go fuck yourself.”
“Instead of talking about my feelings, I eat.” People that is.