askbigbrolucifer:

“It’s fine, I have a shirt under this and a jacket..I don’t want to inconvenience you if you are in your way to class” he told the other although he did want to use it as an excuse to spend time with the other pursing his lips together fidgeting with his bag “what teacher do you have? If you are late I can speak to them teachers like me here”

heart-on-her-sleeve:

Stefan was running late, trying to be human and using normal walking speed even when he was going to be late. “Oh God, I’m so sorry.” Stefan blurted, immediately locking eyes with the other. “I’m sorry, can I buy you another? It’s totally my fault. I should have stepped out of the way.” Stefan felt terrible, but at the same time he was grateful that fate gave him but a moment with the handsome man he ran into. He suddenly felt a warm stickiness begin to seep into his sleeve, and realized that he’d gotten coffee on himself as well. “I can also give you another shirt or sweater or something, my dorm is just a few minutes’ walk away. It’s the least I can do.”

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@heart-on-her-sleeve

Miles signed as he walked briskly to his class holding his books over one arm and his coffee in the same hand. Miles tried to dodge who he could but he soon knocked into someone after looking down for a moment before gasping as the coffee spilt every where. Miles looked up swiftly glaring lightly before seeing it was a rather handsome man which had his expression softening just a bit blushing lightly completely forgotting about the coffee all over his sweater lucky for him he had an actual shirt underneath. “Well that was a waste” he said looking at his now almost empty coffee cup “I suppose that’s what I get for not looking up for but a moment”

“Oh, it’s no inconvenience. I haven’t used any of my absences yet,” Stefan said with a chuckle. “I’m headed to Occult Studies with Saltzman, but I can miss a day and go to office hours to catch up.” He brushed his arm off, the last few drops of coffee leaving his sleeve. “It’s the least I can do for causing such a mess. Not to mention the lost coffee.”

askbigbrolucifer:

“Hm alright, you got a flavor in mind? I can just wing it” he offered giving a small smile as he got a few options for flavors out before looking to Elena curiously “alright miss which would ya like I can make Damn near anything as long as it’s not a new drink that came out in the last two years”

heart-on-her-sleeve:

Elena had been working with Alaric and the Salvatore brothers to track down Anthony for years now. They finally got a lead, and Elena snuck out of the boarding house to follow it. She arrived at a bar, and it was nearly empty. She spotted her target and walked up to the bar, taking a seat away from other patrons. 
“Yeah, um. You choose. Something fruity, please.”

askbigbrolucifer:

@heart-on-her-sleeve

Anthony sighed as he was cleaning glasses at the bar pursing his lips together as he arranged things properly his eyes going to his phone that was set on a shelf waiting for his brothers to contact him. They had been on a hunt last he knew and he just wanted a call or text from them to make sure they were okay. Anthony heard someone clear their through and he turned around to see a young woman that looked oddly familiar which had his eyebrows furrowing.

“Oh sorry, can I help you?” Anthony asked tilting his head a bit “whiskey, bourbon, something fruity you name it I can make it”

“Hmmm, let’s go with strawberry,” Elena said with a smile. “A strawberry daiquiri?” She rest her head on her hand as she watched the man sling drinks.

“I, um. I didn’t just come here for a drink. I came to talk to you, Anthony.” Elena said in a serious tone, hoping that the man would want to listen.

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heart-on-her-sleeve:

@askbigbrolucifer

Tom was off the clock and headed to the hospital to visit a friend. “Alright, 203. 203,” he muttered to himself, trying to remember the number his friend gave him. He walked through the hallways, quite lost despite his background in the medical field. He was so used to the ambulance and emergency room, the admit floors seemed like a never-ending maze. 

He got to room 204 and tapped his knuckled lightly on the door before cracking it open. “Hey, buddy, how ya feelin?” Tom announced his presence as he opened the door, not looking into the room yet.

Gerald has ended up human and in the hospital how he managed that one was a long story not one worth repeating in his opinion. He was turned away from the door not one family had come to visit but when he heard a voice he perked up and turned around to face the door before slowly sitting up the wires tugging slightly making him since adjusting his nasal cannula. “I’m feeling like shit..” he responded not even comprehending that the voice was someone he didn’t know until the man came into the room with the injuries he sustained he was a little out of it “oh? Um Stefan? What are you doing here?”

Tom tilted his head at the unfamiliar voice. “Stefan? Who’s Stefan? I’m Tom, and I uh- think I have the wrong room. I’m terribly sorry.” Tom leaned against the wall by the door. “Despite not being this Stefan guy you’re expecting, I’m here visiting a friend.” He walked over to the bedside, beginning to untangle the tubes and cords. “Here, you’ve got yourself all twisted. I’m a paramedic, I deal with this a lot.”

shurikenxqueen:

heart-on-her-sleeve:

Ray wrapped a towel around his waist before reaching a hand out to help her. “Let’s get you all settled on the couch and I’ll make your favorite for dinner.”

Getting out of the bath, she grabbed a big towel, wrapping it around her body before getting her robe.

Walking to their bedroom, Amelia borrowed an outfit from him, taking a shirt, hoodie and pair of sweatpants out of the dresser, taking two pair of socks to put them as well.

When she was ready, she dragged their blanket and a pillow from the bed, to the couch, getting all curled up.

Ray followed her shortly thereafter, changing into a pair of sweats and a plain tank top. “You always look so cute when you wear my clothes,” he laughed, placing a kiss on her head before heading to the kitchen to prepare them both dinner.

@askbigbrolucifer

Tom was off the clock and headed to the hospital to visit a friend. “Alright, 203. 203,” he muttered to himself, trying to remember the number his friend gave him. He walked through the hallways, quite lost despite his background in the medical field. He was so used to the ambulance and emergency room, the admit floors seemed like a never-ending maze. 

He got to room 204 and tapped his knuckled lightly on the door before cracking it open. “Hey, buddy, how ya feelin?” Tom announced his presence as he opened the door, not looking into the room yet.

Brandon Routh Masterpost

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Ok if tumblr was a job this would get me a huge bonus. Anyways, a lot of you guys love Ray, and so do I. After falling in love with Ray, I kinda developed this insane obsession with Brandon Routh. I’ve practically seen everything he’s ever been in, and sometimes I’ve searched for hours. I feel like you guys deserve this too, so here we go.

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shurikenxqueen:

heart-on-her-sleeve:

“I get that, and I forgive you.” Ray said with a smile, reaching over and taking her hand. “We all have a past that made us who we are today. If we let that get in the way of progress, we are only hurting ourselves.”

Ray looked out into the club and blinked slowly a few times. “Damn, I just gave myself advice.” Ray had been struggling with his romantic relationships, ever since he lost his fiance, Anna. “I- um, I need to go talk to Oliver about something. I’ll be right back.” 

Ray got up and ran down the stairs, trying to look casual about it all. As soon as he was out of Amelia’s eyesight, he booked it down the stairs and into the bunker. “Oliver,” he started, nearly out of breath from running. “I have something important to ask you. Can I – date your sister? Amelia, I mean.”

She was surprised, he wanted to talk to her brother. But when he was down in the Bunker again, Amelia smiled when Thea walked in. “Speedy… I need some help.” She explained her sister, what was going on.

Thea clapped her hands. “Oh, a make over. I’ll help you. I have some spare clothes in the office.” Amelia smiled. “Let’s go.”

Ray walked out of the bunker, practically leaping and bounding up the stairs after Oliver gave him a solemn talking to before saying ‘yes.’ He looked around the club, with nobody to be found. “Amelia? Hello?”

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@heart-on-her-sleeve

Anthony sighed as he was cleaning glasses at the bar pursing his lips together as he arranged things properly his eyes going to his phone that was set on a shelf waiting for his brothers to contact him. They had been on a hunt last he knew and he just wanted a call or text from them to make sure they were okay. Anthony heard someone clear their through and he turned around to see a young woman that looked oddly familiar which had his eyebrows furrowing.

“Oh sorry, can I help you?” Anthony asked tilting his head a bit “whiskey, bourbon, something fruity you name it I can make it”

Elena had been working with Alaric and the Salvatore brothers to track down Anthony for years now. They finally got a lead, and Elena snuck out of the boarding house to follow it. She arrived at a bar, and it was nearly empty. She spotted her target and walked up to the bar, taking a seat away from other patrons. 

“Yeah, um. You choose. Something fruity, please.”

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