I wish you’d hold me when I turn my back
 (Well) The less I give the more I get back
   Your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
     I don’t have a choice, but I’d still choose you

Angst Meme
  • I... I think I'm bleeding.
  • I may not be well versed in anatomy but I'm pretty sure my legs aren't supposed to bend this way.
  • It's nothing, really.
  • Everything's... blurry.
  • I'm not gonna try and tell you nothing happened.
  • Don't worry, I'll be fine.
  • I can't live like this.
  • It HURTS.
  • Please, don't leave.
  • I won't lie and say I'm sorry.
  • I can't be with you when you're like this.
  • Can you please come get me?
  • I did something bad.
  • I'm going to regret this, aren't I?
  • It doesn't matter, it's in the past.
  • What happened?
  • Where am I?

hauxnted asked:


Send me “<3″ and my muse will confess their undying love for your muse over text messages.

( text. ) wanna know the truth, elena?
( text. ) i never stopped loving you. even while i was with caroline. it was always you, elena. i meant it when i said that you’re the girl i have loved since before i could remember. and yeah, it sucks that you were so in love with damon and stefan each while i was just that childhood bestfriend that you tried to date but i wasn’t going to fight it. i wasn’t the one you really wanted and i loved you too much to get in the way of what was making you happy. but just know that i still love you now just as i did before. nothing will change that.

hauxnted asked:

"I wouldn't tell you to stop."

Stefan’s eyes remained on her for a moment,
as if he was actually trying to understand if she
was meaning this. She was serious. Completely.
His lips opened, then closed again, as he lifted his hand
towards her cheek, gently cupping it. 
“Maybe you should - “
he whispered those words, not even convinced he 
wanted to say them. Stopping was such a wrong word.

hauxnted asked:

No -- just hold on.

Send me “No – just hold on,”
for my characters dying words to yours.

“Elena..Elena listen to me.” Stefan reached up with the strength he had left, “I love you. I loved you from the first moment we met. You’re pure and good, and I needed that. I needed you. No matter what happened between us, you were always the love of my life. You are the love of my life. Remember that-” he coughed up a tiny bit of blood, “okay? Remember that you made me happy.”


                             Elena. What an… unexpected surprise.”


No other word would be as fitting for the moment; seeing Elena here, after so many months…

Well. Had he been capable of more than a mild interest in how she managed to track him to this particular bar, he would be in for quite a shock. A slow smirk crossed his lips and he gestured lazily with his drink. 

                               “Do sit down. Have a drink. You look tense.

hauxnted asked:


Send me “<3″ and my muse will confess their undying love for your muse over text messages.

[text] I’m gonna preface this with the fact that it’s 3 am and I am drunk as hell.

[text] But do you even know how much I love you Elena?  God I would do anything for you.  I have made a lot of bad choices and done a lot of stupid reckless things but only because I needed to take care of you.  Even if you hated me for some of the things I did, it was worth it to see you safe.

[text] I promise you that I will love you as long as I live.  You’re the sweetest, kindest, most loving person I’ve ever known and I am a damn lucky bastard to have you.  You’re the one for me.  You’re my once in a lifetime.

hauxnted​ answered:

Elena flinched, bringing up her own hand to touch the small cut on the side of her face. “I’m not sure actually,” she said, her head still pounding a little from the impact that happened not too long ago. “Or maybe I just don’t remember,” she said shrugging her shoulders lightly bringing her hand back down to her lap. “Whoever it was clearly isn’t a fan of mine,” she said chuckling lightly in hopes of lightening the mood.

Stefan pulled in a deep, steadying breath, an icy black flame flaring in his eyes and obscuring the gentle green completely. The thin trickle of blood slipping from the wound and the pool of it gathering under the smooth skin to form a deep bruise would, under normal circumstances, have brought his bloodlust to the forefront of his mind. This time, however, the Ripper was surfacing for a vastly different reason. 

                         “Think hard, Elena. Did you see their face? Anything defining?”

The question was a simple formality. Someone had hurt her, struck his Elena hard enough to make her bleed. If he couldn’t find the culprit, he would slaughter half the town, just to be sure.

out. - one of these days I will have online/offline graphics, but today is not that day. Goodnight lovelies! I will be back in about 8 hours (my class tomorrow is REALLY boring) to reply to hauxnted and blue-eyed-snake, if anyone would like a starter or to plot feel free to like this/ message me while I’m asleep! Thank you so much for giving such a new blog a chance, it really means a lot to me ♥

hauxnted asked:

"I'll never be good enough."

                   “Elena Gilbert. You are the kindest, most generous, selfless, loyal,
                    forgiving, loving, vibrantly beautiful woman I have met in over 150
                    years of life. Don’t you ever say you’re not good enough; it’s the 
                    rest of the world that isn’t good enough to deserve you.”

hauxnted asked:

Send ✗ for my muse to fall and land on top of yours

                    “Elena, wait up!”

Laughing, Stefan followed her through the trees, purposefully slowing himself to human speeds so he would always be a few steps behind her. 

                   “Where are we going?”

As she was about to answer him, eyes dancing, her expression morphed into one of surprise and she disappeared from his sight. In a moment of panic, he kept walking, only to tumble down the same hill she had. They reached the bottom at roughly the same time with a solid thump, rolling a few more feet in a tangle of limbs and laughter until gravity pulled them to a stop. Carefully holding himself up on his forearms so he didn’t crush her with his weight, he grinned mischievously down at her. 

                      “Wonderful sense of direction, love.”

hauxnted asked:

Send me “♥” to see how my muse reacts
when your muse suddenly kisses them.

 Stefan smiled as he watched Elena wash the dishes from their meal. This is what he always dreamed of, having a domesticated life with the woman he loved. Behind him, a pair of feet ran along the wood floor and into the living room, being chased by a Labrador, “No running please!” Stefan called before moving behind Elena and kissing her cheek.