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many people know that i’ve managed to break away from the mold of beinga teen wolf oc, seeing as raleigh is now fandomless, but teen wolf blogs have always managed to still captivate me. and this stiles is no different. the mun hasa really amazing grasp of his personality especially in the early seasons. he’s agreat stiles and i’m happy to write with them.
@salvatorechild
“Are you looking for someone? Or do you just appear randomly in people’s houses?”
@salvatorechild
“You know you could at least say hi. That’s kind of rude, dude, especially since I’m in your house unless you are the trespasser.”
✕ ▓ ▓ && salvatorechild
Stefan walked, swiftly across the floor, wrapping an arm around HIS SON'S neck, && pulled Him in for a tight Hug. Holding the boy tightly to His chest. Afraid that if He let Him go, that he may dissapear forever. That this was just a figament of His imagination. A way for the Universe to punsih Him for every bad thing he'd ever done. But the boy felt solid, and real. Tear brimmed the Vampires eyes. And all He could think of at this moment, was telling him How much He loved Him. After what seemed like forever, he pulled back. Hands coming up to cup His face in His palms. He had so many questions, he wanted to ask him. But He didn't want to overwhelm the Kid. Especially if he'd came from a prison world.
" I can't believe You are standing here in front of Me right now. How, how are you alive? And where did You come from? God, I am sorry. I don't mean to ask You so many questions, it's not every day I see My Son. One I thought had been killed. Why, why don't you come back with me, to the Salvatore House.. I can get you some food, and we can talk. Cause I am sure you are starving. "
; just an fyi, i’m also gonna create a small group verse for the 1800s bc ailin & i decided we need to fix that shit so mary & eliza & damon & stefan & jacob & valerie & emmeline can have their happy ending from the start & not have to wait 145+ years & go through hell just to get a fraction of the happiness they deserved.
♚. JACOB || Liked This for a Starter
It was a Boy! A Boy He never got to Hold! Never got to See or play with. Robbed of that privilege by Julian, and the worse part was. He hadn't even known about Jacob until just a few days ago. Nothing made the pain easier, and even though that had been over a hundred years ago, it was fresh to Him. It was as if it had just happened, and Nothing could convince Him other wise. Darkness swallowed the Vampire up, wrapping her Midnight tentacles around Him and holding Him in a voidless, ache that had no intentions on ever letting Go.
But there was a whisper of promised understanding, rolling from the closed up spaces in the air around Him. Something, NO, Someone was telling Him His Son was still alive. JACOB! Where was He? If He lived, how did Stefan get to Him? Was He already freed? And how did he Live? None of this made much sense. But then again, this was Mystic Falls, here , NOTHNG made Sense.
" Jacob!? "
salvatorechild:
╳ ⁞ &. @jiinglebellsdamonsmells another salvatore in the mix
❛ i’m pretty sure there is probably more salvatores out there and mystic falls is slowly making their way here. ❜
“There better fuckin’ not be. --I’m movin’ to Antarctica if I have to deal with ‘nother family reunion.”
@salvatorechild;;
Maya had been eighteen for almost a year now, and she still hadn’t found her soulmate. As expected, her best friend had found hers within moments in the form of her boyfriend of several years. Most of her friends had also found theirs, but Maya was still looking. Finding out her soulmate wasn’t the guy she’d been in love with since middle school was disheartening, but she managed to move on. The buzz surrounding her being eighteen only lasted a few months, followed by a few months of depression thoughts revolving around never finding her soulmate, then finally a peace. She had decided not to stress about it, and instead chose to live her life normally. She would find her soulmate eventually. She just had to be patient.
It had been a busy morning at Topanga’s on this particular Sunday, but Maya had been trained well by her mother, so she handled it with ease and some grace. Once the rush passed, there were only a handful of customers. A new guy walked in and grabbed a booth just as she finished with a regular. She walked over and managed a smile as she greeted, “Morning. Welcome to Topanga’s. My name’s Maya and I’ll be your server. What can I get you, honey?” she asked, pulling out her notebook and pen to write down his order.
