@ripperdiaries
well look who it is—- long time no see, stranger!
you wish! i was actually in the neighborhood because i had a friend who wanted to meetup for drinks and food. just a girls night, y’know?
id: @eadimidium i didn’t expect to see you on this side of town again! can’t stay away, huh?
well , well —
look what the cat dragged in ..
how many years does this year make?
/ it’s stefan’s birthday today!! <3 cb and drop pls
okay, who are we avoiding? that was a very o͟b͟v͟i͟o͟u͟s͟ turn around, stef.
oh. the brother. [ she says it as if he’s an annoyance to her. there’s a brief moment where she sees if her behavior catches amusement from him with a side eye and a hidden smile. ] honestly though, who cares? i mean, yeah, it’s awkward but we were here first. they can leave. we are enjoying our drinks and— [ julia lifts a fry from a shared plate before eating it. ] f͟i͟n͟e͟ cuisine.
id: @eadimidium no, it’s just— it’s a little weird seeing her so soon, she’s uh— with damon. [ a faux smile spreads across his lips, pausing as he takes a swig of his drink, having mentioned him before. ]
you’re in the mood to dance ? who are you and what have you done with stefan salvatore ?
id: @blondebitten and i think that point was proven. [ playfully narrowing his eyes, he takes her hand, swimming through the crowd of people and the smell of booze and sweat. he starts dancing to the rhythm, keeping his eyes others and trying to stay close as people danced behind him; perhaps a little too close. ] don’t ruin the moment caroline just— enjoy it.
@ripperdiaries ( … ) like, once or twice. and I’m pretty sure / that / was only to prove a point. that you can be / fun /. [ the blonde chuckled teasingly, trailing after him as he pulled her along onto the dance floor. she craned her neck, her eyes scanning the party briefly, before her attention returned to the other vampire, eyebrows raising. ] I totally wish I had my camera for this.
id: @blondebitten hey, i’ve danced with you before! [ he takes her hand, with a wide smile across his lips. maybe it was the amount of shots he’d taken but honestly, since his tolerance was so high, he’d felt only a little buzzed; calm and relieved to find caroline not being swarmed by everyone. ] we should go though before i change my mind…
you… don’t mean that.
hide me.
urgh, I love you. curly fries ? what’s the occasion ?
@ripperdiaries ( … ) ooo. gimme. [ the blonde exclaimed as she practically snatched the bag and the vanilla milkshake out of his hands. her fingers dived into the bag, taking out a curly fry and tilting her head back to ( unashamedly ) drop into her mouth. she let out a dramatic groan. ] oh my god, I’ve been craving this all week. you’re a saint. honestly. for / that /, you can definitely borrow my flashcard system.
id: @blondebitten the occasion is they had a deal, two burgers with fries and a drink for 10 dollars and i know you’ve been studying like crazy. [ he takes the rest of the food out the bag and slides over the milkshake to her side of the table. ] think of it as… food for thought.
you told me that you were okay ! you promised.
@ripperdiaries ( … ) [ caroline swallowed at the sight of him like this — distraught, angry and upset with himself. her heart skipped, her hand briefly coming up to her mouth when he raised his voice. she could hear the pain in it. it was heartbreaking. soon afterwards, her hand dropped back to her side as she moved forward. ] it’s okay. we’ll handle it. we can fix it, okay ? [ she reached forward, gently taking one of the very many empty blood bags out of stefan’s grasp, her voice definite, but soft. then, without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a quiet, grounding embrace. all she could think, was ‘ how long had this been going on ?’. he had managed to control the bloodlust, for a while… until now… but she didn’t ask. not yet. right now, all that mattered was that he wasn’t alone. ]
id: @blondebitten [ stefan can’t help but dryly laugh at that, stifled where he stood. his hands were covered in crimson, blood bags scattered across the floor in the midst of his bloodlust. he hadn’t killed anyone yet— but he overindulged, bits of self-control leaving him at the taste of blood— vitality. ] you think this is EASY for me? i’ve tried— caroline, for decades i’ve TRIED! [ stress, guilt, frustration all creating a tightening in his chest and heart as he tried to breathe, becoming hyper aware of his bodily functions. ] i wanted to keep my promise to you but i… i couldn’t. i’m sorry.