muse: stefan salvatore – Page 8

Stefan swirled the liquid in his glass again, watching as it slowed. “Well, there’s Niklaus, Elijah, Kol, and Rebecca. They’re really great. Klaus and I were inseparable growing up. The best of friends.” A smile spread across Stefan’s face as he spoke about his family. Something itched at the back of his mind about his bloodContinue reading

askbigbrolucifer: heart-on-her-sleeve: askbigbrolucifer: heart-on-her-sleeve: “But, coffee stains. That’s gonna be a bitch to get out,” Stefan said apologetically. He rubbed his thumb over the other’s soft hand and smiled lightly. “Not at all. It’s actually really nice, your hands are warm. I wonder how your father would feel about this,” Stefan quipped with a little chuckle.Continue reading

askbigbrolucifer: heart-on-her-sleeve: “But, coffee stains. That’s gonna be a bitch to get out,” Stefan said apologetically. He rubbed his thumb over the other’s soft hand and smiled lightly. “Not at all. It’s actually really nice, your hands are warm. I wonder how your father would feel about this,” Stefan quipped with a little chuckle. “It’s justContinue reading

infinitylegacy: heart-on-her-sleeve: || Stefan Salvatore || Open Starter || “It’s not really recommended that one drinks an entire bottle of bourbon by their lonesome,” Stefan quipped to the other before starting again. “But I’m not letting that stop me.” Samantha looks at Stefan and sighs. She wanted to try her luck but then she decidedContinue reading

“But, coffee stains. That’s gonna be a bitch to get out,” Stefan said apologetically. He rubbed his thumb over the other’s soft hand and smiled lightly. “Not at all. It’s actually really nice, your hands are warm. I wonder how your father would feel about this,” Stefan quipped with a little chuckle.

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askbigbrolucifer: heart-on-her-sleeve: “Elijah? He was always my favorite,” Stefan smirked. “I like to think that I am his favorite Salvatore, too. Hey, you’re okay. It’s all okay.” He reached across the table and covered the other’s hand with his own. “We’ll keep iron away from you, then. But hey, we’ll cross that bridge when we get toContinue reading

“Elijah? He was always my favorite,” Stefan smirked. “I like to think that I am his favorite Salvatore, too. Hey, you’re okay. It’s all okay.” He reached across the table and covered the other’s hand with his own. “We’ll keep iron away from you, then. But hey, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, noContinue reading