+ starttothemxall, frompitwithfire
"The real question is which one are you exactly?"

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+ starttothemxall, frompitwithfire
"The real question is which one are you exactly?"
"I know I'm not your parent but can you stop going after so many boys?"
frompitwithfire:
" Oh, Elena, look at you. Too afraid to admit your feelings, huh?"
"Hilarious. Glad to see you haven't lost your sense of humor."
send me a ▲ & i will put our character’s names into this generator and write a starter based on the scenario that comes up!
status;; accepting. ( kai and katherine got handcuffed together and lost the key )
rolling his eyes at her, malachai cleared his throat. he had lost track of how many hours or days he had already been stuck with katherine.
❛ i have to pee. now. ❛
➳♥
Send ‘➳♥’ and I’ll generate a number 1-34 for where my muse will kiss yoursthighMatt had no idea how this had happened, the pair of them nearly unclothed, but who was he to complain? His fingertips trailed over her thigh before he tapped one specific spot, “right here, this is the spot,” he mused, probably confusing the hell out of her but it was all in good fun - his own little game as he told himself it was alright to be doing this, knowing how much the rest of his gang hated her, to be in this moment like this with her - it was alright. He leaned down, lips brushing against the spot he had just called out on her thigh, small kisses circling that single area as his other hand reached up to the small of her back.
▲ Stefan is too nervous to approach Katherine, and only admires them from afar.
Stefan had no idea what was going on; since a while, things had changed. He just didn't know how, maybe it had began the moment Katherine had helped him to deal with his fears after being burried down there for months. With her own methods. Maybe he was just too messed up to even understand what he was thinking. A few days now, he had simply watched her; After a few drinks, the tingle of alcohol hadn't helped him, instead he was only getting more and more nervous. "Fuck." he cursed silently, and emptied another glass, sat at the bar. This was not going to end up good, she would notice his glances, right?
frompitwithfire
"Enjoying the party, Katerina?"