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@heroicxsalvatore
I haven’t been on this account in forever, to my lovely followers my current Stefan account I made last night is down below
https://xheroicxsalvatore.tumblr.com
Elena left the necklace on Stefan’s grave.
@elenxgilbrt
Are you missing anyone right now?
“I’d have to have my memory to miss anyone, but I suppose it would be nice to see Elena again. She’s one of the first friends I’ve made in Salem.”
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After months of being in Salem, Ezio is finally relaxing and warming up the town. Instead of keeping to himself in his house or on a roof top, he actually makes small attempts at socialization. He went to a coffee house, much to his own surprise. He held a cup of coffee up to his face and inspected it.Â
“What is this drink made of again?”
Stefan had been in Salem for quite a while now, but he was still unsure of who he was. The vampire had begun to have more flashes of his life, but nothing stuck other than seeing visions of the people he had hurt over the last century. As he tried to clear his mind, Stefan found his way to the coffee shop. For a while he just sat in silence, staring at the menu, but to his surprise, someone spoke to him. Stefan quirked his neck to the side at the unusual question leaving the other. “ You mean caffeine?”Â
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Stefan had been in Salem for quite a while now, but he was still unsure of who he was. The vampire had begun to have more flashes of his life, but nothing stuck other than seeing visions of the people he had hurt over the last century.They were dead because of him, and some moments Stefan couldn’t live with that guilt. As his mind reminisced on memories he had no recollection of, the remorse of his past began to overwhelm the vampire. Sauntering his feet ahead, he took a step outside to clear his thoughts. Stefan inhaled a large breath of air and closed his eyes in an attempt to forget what was trying to come back to him. He desperately wanted to remember who he was but maybe it was better he didn’t. With the wind blowing against his cheeks, his body loosened until he smelled that scent he wished he didn’t, human blood. “ It’s a nice evening” The words fell from his mouth quietly.Â
She’d done it again, Hopper… Oops, papa. Had said many things that had made her upset, and so she did what she always had done. She ran. To where? She wasn’t sure, but now she was sat outside a house, hoping someone kind and not a bad man would open the door, and they did. “Help.”
As Stefan heard a voice call for help outside, the vampire sprung to the front with his speed. He extended his right arm out and languidly turned the doorknob open. To his surprise, he saw a young girl standing in front. Stefan’s eyebrows stretched, as an expression of concern appeared across his features. “ Hello?” Perplexity was evident in his tone. The hazel hues glanced at her for a moment before proceeding with further words. “ Are you alright?” The male asked in a genuine tone as he shifted his chin to the left side. Though Stefan was still acquainting himself with Salem, he knew all the well how overwhelming a new town could be, and if there was any way for him to give ease to someone, he would, it was the least he could do, especially to a girl. The streets could be dangerous, especially after all that happened with the abduction only a moment prior. “ Why don’t you come in?”
elena was sitting on a bench in the park, just spacing out. there was no reason for it, she was just trying to process what was happening. she wished bonnie were here. bonnie was smart, strong, and always had her back. she could use it. or her brother, how much elena missed her brother. she had never felt more alone in her life. there was no crying or worrying anymore. it was a sad truth she had to accept. she saw someone coming to her ❝can i help you?❞
  The weather had grown cold, making nightly walks much more pleasant this time of the year. Stefan enjoyed walks, it aided in clearing his mind,though he still was unsure of who he was. The vampire had begun to have more flashes of his life, but nothing stuck other than seeing visions of the people he had hurt over the last century.They were dead because of him, and some moments Stefan couldn’t live with that guilt. Walking also made the desire for human blood not quite as unbearable, even if it was just for a moment. With the wind blowing against his cheeks, the vampire proceeded the saunter his feet forth with his hands resting placidly in his jacket pocket. To his surprise, he saw her, the one whom he met when he first arrived in this quaint town. She had been so kind, and from the moment he locked eyes with her, it almost felt as if he found his home. As she spoke, Stefan dipped his head in a polite nod as he cautiously took a closer step to the bench. The vampire nipped at his lips. Elena seemed upset, and though he didn’t know much about her, it brought him pain to see her like this and if he could bring her some ease, he would try. “Do you mind if I have a seat?”Â
I should be home soon and then be on Stefan, Anakin, Bellamy and ArthurÂ
what if Elena was the one? she was.
Lasso of Truth
“I hope one day that I can remember who I am.”Â
Lasso of truth
“I hate what I have become. I’d rather die than hurt someone else.”Â
“no, chewie, that’s not it!” han exclaimed as he was half in and half out of his ship, occasionally calling back and forth to his wookiee companion in an attempt to assess the falcon’s damage and possibly fix her. “hydrospanner. bring me the hydrospanner!” he yelled, and when he didn’t get a response or have something handed to him, he popped his head back out only to see an unfamiliar face. “you are definitely not my wookiee.” he commented as he stared at them. “but, since you’re here, have you got a hydrospanner on you?”
“ A hydro what?” The question fell from Stefan’s lips as his eyebrows scrunched in perplexity. The vampire threw his right hand up slightly as his hazel hues shifted down to the man below his feet, before taking a step back at the male’s stench entered his nostrils. The tip of Stefan’s tongue grazed itself over both brims of his mouth. The more Stefan tried to fight his desire for human blood, the harder it was. The fear of hurting someone else was haunting. Stefan slid both of his palms in his side pant pocket, resting them casually.                                                         Â
Malia was rather bored and found herself losing sleep with each passing day. Inside of finding restful sleep and peace in a new town, she found herself aimlessly walking around Salem at night just for some fresh air. It had truly freaked her out to run into Allison like that. Allison was supposed to be dead but that was all she had head about this town. The dead have risen, people from the past have been rejuvenated. Part of it made her terrified if her past could and would come back for her too? Worse yet would Scott come? That was awkward, more so. She walked into a coffee shop and welcomed the ding of the doorbell and moved to sit down at a random. “You don’t mind if I sit here, do you?” She asked absolutely exacerbated.
As the female spoke, Stefan sat there in silence for a brief moment before turning his head in her direction. His hazel eyes looked softly at the other for a moment, before nipping at his bottom lip. Though Stefan was still not quite sure how he had arrived on Salem, Stefan was growing to enjoy the town, from what he had seen thus far. As the vampire leaned his back against the bench, a light sigh slid from the brims of his mouth. “Not at all, have seat.” The words slid from the edge of Stefan’s mouth quietly, as he moved over slightly, giving her space.Â
“Isabella Marie Jones you are not getting out of helping me unpack!” Mia called out to her daughter, frowning as the teenager escaped into their new house. Sighing she turned around and jumped at the sight of someone unfamiliar. “Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”
Stefan tilted his head to the side as his left eyebrow arched. “Do you need any help.” The male asked in a genuine tone. Though Stefan was still acquainting himself with not only Salem but himself as well, the vampire also knew how overwhelming a new town could be, and if there was any way for him to give ease to someone else, he would, it was the least he could do. His hazel hues glanced at the female for a moment before taking a step back at her stench. The more distance between the two the better. Some days it felt like it had been months since he fed. He wouldn’t feed on anyone, he couldn’t
Everything was fine with Allison for the longest time, until she took up a walk in the woods with her archery equipment. That’s were she felt it again, and suddenly she was transported to that night. She heard it long before she felt it, Lydias scream. Slowly she looked down at her gut and there it was, an arrow straight through her abdomen. Oh, shit. fuck. Not again. The pain flamed up immediately, until she saw him, scott. She put her hand on “his” face and smiled. “Scott McCall.” little did she know she wasn’t actually touching scott, and the only thing impaled was her hand.
Though Stefan was still not quite sure how he had arrived in Salem, he was growing to enjoy the town, from what he had seen thus far. The weather had begun to grow cooler, making evening walks much more pleasant. With his feet sauntering through the streets, the vampire could smell the scent of human flesh all around. The more Stefan tried to fight his desire for human blood, the harder it was. As the thoughts of what he had become once again entered his mind, he just wanted to blank it out. The feeling of numbness was overwhelming and one of the obvious reasons why he remained distant and away from most, The fear of hurting someone else was haunting. With both hands sliding into his side pant pocket, Stefan dipped his head down with his eyebrows scrunched, followed but a light breath of air escaping the brim of his mouth. Confusion of who he was, once again began to enter his mind until he saw a distressed female. Slowing down his pace, Stefan cautiously walked closer to the other, in hopes to not startle her. The vampire extended one hand outward and touched hers lightly. “Are you alright?” He asked with a concerned voice before pulling his hand away and taking a slight step back, in fear of hurting her.Â
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