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"quick, hide behind the sofa!"

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"quick, hide behind the sofa!"
“It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing?”
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@yourestaring asked: 유
“I have a diabolical master plan.”
yourestaring asked : “ i’ve become a distraction. ”
“When did that become a bad thing?” She asked, her eyes wide, almost begging him not to go. “--I need the distraction Stefan, pleeeeaaasee?”
@yourestaring gets elena
“Wasn’t I the one who gets to do all of the staring?” she teased lightly as she closed the book she’d been looking at to focus her attention on him, “Or is your staring a signal that I got food on my face again?” the whole cramming all night long while eating snacks, it did end up leaving her with various food crumbs on her face occasionally.
( @yourestaring ) « starter call
SUFFERING AT HIS family’s ball — a trap so clear that no one had even bothered with any guise about it — had not been his idea. At all. If Kol had had his way, as soon as the dagger had been lifted out of his chest, he’d have left Mystic Falls ( fucking Virginia; he hated Virginia ) and wouldn’t have looked back. But his presence had been assumed and demanded, a suit being laid out for him when the tailor came to visit, and so he stood, in a sea of people, watching as his siblings circled the place like sharks.
Christ. They really didn’t bother with pretense, did they?
He’d taken a glass of champagne off of the tray when he’d seen the younger of the Salvatore brothers, and, seeing as he’d nothing better to do, traipsed over. He slid into the spot right next to Stefan with a practiced ease; his limbs were a thousand years old and he knew them better than any gymnast, any master at movement ever could. He stared out over his champagne flute at the crowd.
“Haven’t beaten a hasty retreat yet? I’m impressed. I’m sure you’ve noticed that my siblings look a single papercut away from a feeding frenzy.” Dark eyes glanced at Stefan from over the glass. “If you really want to make Esther and my siblings angry, I wouldn’t mind. They’ll kill you, of course, but it’d be fun to watch you put up a fight instead of crawling into their den like this, belly up.”
@yourestaring asked: 유 ( klaus )
“Some of us have waited long enough for this.”
@yourestaring asked: 유 ( caroline )
“You must be joking!”