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[chaosknowsnosides]

booted feet scuffed over the cement of the sidewalk, nostrils flaring as he took in the familiar scent of the doppelganger.   vamp speed carried his feet toward elena, stopping directly in front of where she was standing, eyes narrowing on her face, “its been a while.”  a half smile quirked up one corner of his lips, wondering if she’d died too, but leery of asking those questions.  “you want to get some coffee or something?”

@grcvegirl​

[chaosknowsnosides]

“luna.”  stefan called out to his daughter, sliding their plates of food onto the table, and taking a seat.  he listened to see if he could hear her moving upstairs, ears tuned into her heartbeat, almost directly above him.  his voice raised slightly as he called out to her again.  “if you don’t bring your butt down here, your food is going to get cold.” 

@unffortunatesouls​

[chaosknowsnosides]

stefan tucked the bottle under his arm, reaching up to knock on the door of klaus’ home.  he thought he could hear someone inside, but he still wasn’t sure if the hybrid was home.  leaning in toward the door, he tried to catch any noise or scent that would be familiar to him.  “klaus!”  he called out the original’s name, “i brought bourbon.”

@wolfmikalsn​

[badlcvds]

nighttimexlover ;;

it was saturday night and of course sebastian would be stuck at him with nothing to do. not that it was an issue or anything, but it has become such a habit for sebastian to simply not care about going out as often other guys his age do. he just never seems to fit in with the other kids at school, their interests were simply different than his. holding a book in one hand, he trotted into the kitchen to find a midnight snack before suddenly her heard the door ring. who would ever want to visit him at this hour? his parents were away, he didn’t think they would come home this early. placing his book on the counter, he moved towards the entrance, swiftly opening the door to find quite a surprise. ezra, with his usually charming smile, was a the door, ❝ w--what are you doing here? ❞ sebastian peered over to see if anyone was with him, ❝ it’s late, you know? ❞ 

[badlcvds]

   Sebastian Bentley definitely has had a number of bad luck in the past couple of years, especially when it came to his social life. Being at the very bottom of the social food chain at his school, if he were to even have a category on it's own, it'd probably be 'unknown' if anyone would actually remember he existed. He was nowhere near the popularity his best friend Damon was-- now he's a totally different story. His best friend since they were kids, Damon was the only person to truly notice Sebastian through the crowd. Even though now at school, Damon basically shoves him to the side for his new friends, after school always seems to be their time. Sebastian knows that he should honestly hate Damon for ignoring him at school, but Sebastian didn't have much to fight on considering he's the only friend he has. Hearing the door shut downstairs, her nervously began organizing his space for Damon, calling out for the male, "I-- I'm upstairs," He shouted, shoving his comic books under the bed, "Make yourself at home----" 

[badlcvds]

           Sebastian clutched his paper tightly, as he walked into his English room a nervous wrecked. He wasn't sure why his teacher wanted him to stay after class, possibly to give an explanation on why he gave him a "D". He was the top of his class, Sebastian didn't deserve such a bad grade. Knocking on the door, he spoke up, "You wanted to see me, sir?"

[badlcvds]

               It was her-- it was the girl Sebastian always stared at, walking into Detention. His face couldn't blush any harder, his completely fidgeted on the spot. He wasn't even sure if he should say 'Hi' to her, to say 'good morning' since it clearly wasn't. All he could muster up was an awkward wave, even though he was shaking at his desk. He has admired the girl for some time now; not in a creepy way, of course, but in a 'wow you're so beautiful and you don't even know it' type of way. That sounds like a mouthful in Sebastian's head, but it was the truth. Lennon, Lennon Peters. She wasn't like most girls, even though you'd expert her to be. She lives in the rich side of town; nonetheless, she was the most humble, down-to-earth girls he has ever soon. Sure, maybe he hasn't exactly talked to her, but he knows she is. Seeing her walk towards his desk, Sebastian tried his best to fix his composure, "H--Hi, um, Hi Lennon," Why would he say her name? They've never even spoken before.