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@hesacrifices ♡’d for a starter !

“ please don’t freak out, but i’m pregnant— i said don’t freak out ! ”

#hesacrifices #ok but i needed a thread where care tells stef and he's probs like 'bish i left to HUNT SOME BUNNIES WTF !!!'#saefuahksdjsd #also yes we back with the ant sized icons oop #♔. and yet‚ in spite of everything‚ we persevere. ╰ main.#♔. closed starter. ╰ writings.

( @hesacrifices | a thing from hannah ¨̮ )

“ please just … leave me alone. “

#hesacrifices #012 ⇨ you need chaos in your soul / the vampire diaries.

silent / action starters ↪ “*gets down on one knee*” / T100 !!!!!!!!!!!!!! accepting ♔ @hesacrifices

her head is resting on his chest and his fingers are lazily combing through her hair, no words are being exchanged and, despite the fact they’re stuck in a bunker while the ground above them burns, betty has never felt more at peace. suddenly, stefan smacks a kiss to her forehead and slides out of bed. “ where are you going, come back to bed. ” she says, brows furrowing in confusion. she sits up, back resting against the cool metal wall as she watches him rummage through the small desk they have tucked in the corner of the room. when he turns, betty immediately knows something’s up. there’s a glint in his eyes and he seems to be trying his hardest not to smile. it’s that that keeps her from worrying.

before she can ask what’s going on, stefan is dropping to one knee and she feels like the air has been knocked out of her lungs. is he — oh god, oh god, oh god. “ stefan ... ” betty whispers, eyes wide and sparkling with emotions. suddenly, a ring that is all too familiar to her pops into her line of vision. her mother’s ring. her breathing hitches and she takes a hand to cover her mouth. “ h - how did you get this ? ” the last time she’d spoken to her mom, the ring was no longer on her finger. alice cooper had said she’d lost shortly after they first landed on the ground but somehow betty knew it wasn’t true. now it made sense; she must’ve given to stefan. snapping out of her thoughts, the blonde realizes she still hasn’t answered the important question. “ yes ! ” a watery laugh flies past her lips and she nods eagerly. “ yes, yes ! ” betty says, all but jumping out of bed and throwing herself into stefan’s arms. she peppers kisses all over his face before capturing his lips with her own. the kiss is sweet but short since she can’t stop smiling. “ oh, stefan, of course i’ll marry you. ”

#i'm starting this blog with some happiness to trick ppl into thinking it's always like this :B #hesacrifices #. ◞ ‧ * constellations of the things she left unsaid. ↬ answers.#. ◞ ‧ * the biggest stars burn brightly and die quickly. baby‚ you were always a supernova. ↬ v. the hundred.

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[ caress ] stefan gently running his hand down grizz’s face

there's a sort of disconnect in his brain ; a startled response of wide eyes blinking owlishly. grizz doesn't hate it, a gentle soul with equally as tender heart ; one that stutters momentarily. timid response of trembling fingers overcome by uncertainty - always barred from free reaction, barred from a sickening fear of losing what he has. his hands stay at his side but the breath pushing past parting lips is shaky, a subtle sign of the breathlessness he feels. there's something in his throat that keeps him from speaking, a caution or a fear for what could escape his clouded thoughts. no movements made - a good sign or a bad, depending on who you asked. for grizz, it was good. it meant he wasn't going to run away ; he was here, in-confident but present. sometimes, that's all he could be.

#hesacrifices #hi this is very soft ;;;#❛ ᶜʰᵃˢᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒʳᶰᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵘᶰ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶰᶤᵍʰᵗ ‣ queue.

kisses him but it’s the 20’s

blood drips from the corner of his lips, be it originally his victim or stefan’s he isn’t really sure. not that he cares as the younger vampire presses against him in the adrenaline of the kill rushing through their bodies. white shirts tainted crimson, impeccable gentleman’s attire now wrinkled and generating an uneasy friction. there is a bite to stefan’s lip as they kiss, a possessive grab of his hair to keep the other steady as he breaks away, ragged breath as a smirk taints his lips. “a little eager, aren’t we?” but he complies to turn the tables, swift move to press stefan to the wall, as lips move to stretched free neck.