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Steferine’s 2x07 dance (w/o text) - Requested by anon
anyone who was ANYONE had heard about damon and elena salvatore. only those with horrible luck knew of their son, nik. and only those with a death wish had the pleasure of meeting him. his touch was LETHAL and his eyes held a certain wickedness. there was no room for love in his heart. only chaos. dark, twisted veins framed dark crimson eyes, prominent under ivory skin. they matched that of the patterned decoration littering his body, dark and etched for years to come. strands of ebony danced before dark eyes while sharp teeth traced over soft skin, puncturing the surface delicately, with such grace, like he’d done it a thousand times prior. a faint sound snaps him back to reality, a cold corpse falling from reddened fingertips like dead weight.
❝ bad idea to sneak up on me, s w e e t h e a r t. ❞
When Stefan Salvatore came across someone feeding on some poor soul out in the open, the last person he had expected it to be was his nephew, yet here he was. “ I didn’t realize you were back in town Nik. ”
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Stepping into the Mikaelson’s home, one could say that they felt uncomfortable for the longest time. She hadn’t mean to become an complete child stuck to her father’s hips, though that’s sort of what happen along the way. An hour of this happening, she clasped both of her hands to hold together in front of her while looking to him. “Are you annoyed of me?” She questioned in an soft tone.
Stefan Salvatore would never protest having his children close, in fact, even when it was inconvenient, he wouldn’t change the proximity for the world. His children were something he never thought he’d have, and he wouldn’t trade them for anything. “Never.” Stefan replied, smiling down at his daughter. “Or, at least, not most of the time.”
Stefan Salvatore → Easter Outfit
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“I’m glad you think that…because I think that too.” Mason teased his father. “Not to be disrespectful but the food is better than yours…” Mason continued.
“No offense taken, you can just cook for now on.” Stefan teased. “The food is really good though, I agree.”
madmissalice
“I don’t think anyone has ever described me as spunky. Certainly not confident. How did we know each other? What did Mina do for fun?”
“Mina was an actress, and I walked her down the red carpet on a few occasions. We were friends.” he explained, smiling gently at the memory. “You would have liked her.”
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“I saw Hazel… having fun? That is debatable… At least the food is good…” Mason admitted he did like his food. “You’re lucky I can’t say no to you…or else I would be at home right now…” Mason stated.
“I saw your sister too.” Stefan admitted, nodding as he listened to his son. “Well we don’t have to stay much longer, and I appreciate you coming along.”
madmissalice
“Well, you met Mina in the twenties anyways. Do you think, um…do you think you could maybe tell me what she was like? What I was like?”
“Right.” He’d have to remember to keep that in mind for future refrence. “She was beautiful, radiant, spunky and confident.. she was, well, you were amazing.”
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“Finally…you made me come to this and then you disappeared dad…” Mason said looking to his father again after losing him early on.
“I was talking to some of the other guests Mason, the next time I looked up you were gone.” Stefan confessed, smiling at his son. “Are you having a good time?”
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“And why am I so polite.? because of you my dear father.”
“And because of your mother.”
“Please remind me again why I came here, maybe I should just sneak out and go back home before someone notice it.”
“You came because you were invited and it’s the polite thing to do.”
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“So…not to be rude, but just how old are you? I mean, based on clothing alone, that had to be some time around the nineteen-twenties when I saw you in that memory thing.”
“It’s not rude. I was born in 1846.” he explained, not afraid to admit the information. “And we did meet in the twenties.."
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“I’m sorry,” Alice whispered, her gaze dropping. “But you can understand why I might be a bit hesitant to trust you.”
“Don’t be.” Stefan said, shaking his head. “I haven’t always had my demons in check, so I can’t blame you for being skeptical.”
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“I never watched the people who threw this dinner massacre people,” Alice blurted before she could stop herself. While she and Atticus believed that her visions were images from past lives, it was still just a theory.
“... You’ve made your point.” Stefan said dryly with a sigh, reminded of the worst points in his history.