#allaroundlostcause

[thatslayer]

“let me take care of you, for once.”

CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES | accepting

               “Don’t see myself arguing.” she sighs but there’s something light about it. Ric is doting, always has been, and Faith’s beat up enough where she can definitely jive with a little TLC from her man. She’s got to be still, at least for a little while, but that doesn’t stop her from reaching out and gently hooking her fingers around his, “Later, okay? We’ll do the patch-up thing later… just want you close, right now.”

[punishmentismyjob]

@allroundlostcause

@samattheend RE: Photosetomg NO LUCIFERS NEAR JO...

… worlds collide

Damn straight. lol

[roleplayingconfessionsfromrpers]

It's Valentine's day as I write this so I'm shouting out @thatslayer and @allaroundlostcause . In my five years playing Sam he's never connected with anyone enough to ship but these guys are seriously so dead on in their portrayals that they just work with Sam and all his grumpy, sassy weirdness. You guys make his scary and lonely life worth it.

[iputaspxllonyou]

allroundlostcause replied to your post:Klonnie.

lmaoooooo look at that. i should apologize for inciting insanity tbh xoxo

you’re not the least bit sorry, i’m onto you.

[iputaspxllonyou]

ughughuh. now i want klonnie things, why you do this to me? bonnie’s in such a mood from that meme. where am i supposed to get kisses and interlocked fingers and forehead touches at this time of night?

[breatheagaindamon]

Dude. I was half hoping he'd be wearing Damon's ring as a stopgap but when I saw the bracelet I thought the same thing. He had a wedding ring (problem). And then a ring that kept him alive and ruined his life. But I was surprised, and then I thought... he's probably not keen on rings so much anymore. I loved it!

I never thought about what happened to Damon’s ring but I assume that Elena has it in her possession. And I’m happy you noticed the bracelet as well and that you read my post!

[diewildejagdmoved-blog]

  Gone were the days where he could sit in a bar with a drink and case out the joint trying to find a likely person to talk to. Drinking a soda didn't cut it, he felt, and often the temptation to slip into old ways was a bit too much. The problem? Where else could he go in Mystic Falls that wasn't otherwise overrun by (too pretty) teenagers/young twenty-somethings?  So, into the bar he went. And ordered a (damn) soda.  He figured it was time that he made nice with some of the supernatural that lived there - he'd given this town a wide berth for long enough.

[thefairersalvatore]

Damn it you two, these feels will be the end of me. Now I just want more things I will never have... you I blame YOU TWO!