only human

paul wesley? no, that’s just stefan salvatore you know, the 17/171 year old cured human/doppelganger. who’s been known to be noble but tortured. they’ve also been called the immolate for those exact reasons. i heard that they were one of the fallen who was brought back; but who knows how long that will last once everyone finds out that they want to be a vampire again so he can turn his humanity off.

She was okay with waiting until Damon died to get her hands on the cure, what she wasn’t expecting was for Damon to die so soon and his attackers sell the cure on some black market. Luckily for the blonde, she had some very trusting friends that kept an eye on that kind of thing and eventually word got around to her. She didn’t care how much money she had to sink into it, as soon as she was made aware of it the blonde made the call and secured the cure. She didn’t dare keep it away from her, knowing the lengths people would go to to get it. So she kept it tucked tight with her. She felt as if a weight has been lifted off her shoulders, and it was a cause to celebrate. Walking up to the bar, she beamed her smile at the bartender, “We’re celebrating today.” She hummed, looking over to the person next to her. She didn’t care if she knew them or not, she was in a good mood. “Whatever top shelf stuff you have, I’ll buy a round for everyone.”

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Stefan had known Rebekah almost as long as he’d known Klaus- which was a long while. While Klaus thrived as an immortal, Rebekah seemed to miss the things she couldn’t have, like children. Melody proved there were ways around giving birth to biological children, but Stefan could understand wanting one or a few of his own. He’d been heartbroken when Valerie told him about his baby she’d been made to lose. "Okay, I’ll bite. What are we celebrating?” He spoke up from a few barstools down. He didn’t think she’d seen him when she walked up so he made his presence known. 

Walking down the main street of mystic Falls Bonnie could see there wasn’t very much that changed in town, some places seemed to have gotten a few face lifts since she last saw them but nothing too extreme that she couldn’t recognize it. Pulling open the door to the local pharmacy Bonnie wandered the aisles grabbing some household items like shampoo and toiletries before stopping at the vitamins scanning the shelves, everything looked the same to her. She wondered if she should just stick to what she knew and do all natural herb remedies rather than anything she could find on the shelf. Taking a step back Bonnie steps right into someone, “Sorry, completely in my own world here. ”

@mysticofthefallenstarter​

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Bonnie had never really been a fan of him or vampires in general, except Damon, which was ironic, but even that took time. He wasn’t sure where he stood now, seeing as Stefan had killed Enzo. Still, Stefan was human now and not looking to piss off the witch now while he was very fragile. He was walking up to her to give her a greeting but she backed into him at the same moment. His hands rested on her to steady them both, muttering an apology in response to hers. “Don’t worry about it, I’m sorry. I was trying not to sneak up on you but that didn’t really work out. How are you, Bonnie?” 

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Damn dog, the kids loved the thing so it made it harder not to end up liking it was well but Liam grew up in a household where animals were not welcome. He assumed it had something to do with his parents being wolves. He never had trouble with animals in general but this dog liked to push its luck. Dashing out of the house when Liam was juggling a crying baby and a moody teen more interested in his headphones than what his father was asking him. Now that left Liam jogging around the town looking for the dog cause the kids were upset. “You haven’t happened to see some black lab running around here have you?”

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Stefan couldn’t say he was ever a pet person- coming from a time when animal ownership was more practical than companion. He knew enough to know what a black lab was and if someone was looking for it, it must be missed. “I haven’t seen one running around, no. I’ll keep an eye out though, do you have a flyer or something?” If he was a vampire again, he might have been able to listen for barking or even tags jingling on his collar, but he was human now. 

the last time ray had seen stefan was in the bar he died in.  thinking about it and he could still feel the darts piercing his skin.  "it’s you,“ he said a bit shocked actually.  he didn’t think he would be running into him.  of course he could have kept walking and he could have still said they hadn’t crossed paths.  he knew a lot of time had passed since then so there was every chance that stefan wouldn’t even recognize him.

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Stefan could drown in all of his regrets and what happened to Ray was no exception. The other had returned from the dead just like Stefan had, but he was curious what he came back as. “Ray.” What could he possibly say, that he was sorry? Somehow, he didn’t imagine an apology would cut it in this case. He could only offer something else to let him know he meant no harm and that he definitely wasn’t in any form to start a fight with him if he was a hybrid. “I’m glad you’re back from the other side.” 

I have journals filled cover to cover with my regrets.

Hard to choose the greatest one but maybe making Damon a vampire.

Damon, Caroline, Elena, Lexi to name a few.

It's complicated.

Nothing good, so let's move on.

My wife, Caroline, on our wedding day.

I really want to see Lexi and Valerie. 

Amara’s heart fluttered at the sight of the doppelganger; for a fleeting moment, she thought she wasn’t going to be alone, that she had finally found Silas. Yet the moment she heard him say Damon, she knew it couldn’t be him. She remembered that name - the man who bound her and kept her hostage. There would have been no reason for Silas to be so cordial to that man. But when she heard the name, she knew that her was too far into his line of sight to turn back. “Yours isn’t exactly the face i’d been hoping to find….” In fact, Silas’s murder was the last face she’d want to find.

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Stefan wasn’t stupid; he knew he wasn’t the doppelganger Amara wanted to see. Truthfully, he felt the same way about her. Stefan should be able to find Damon, if he could only find Elena. This was not Elena but he was surprised to see the doppelganger in front of him much less crazy than she had been when they last met. “Yeah, I know the feeling.” Though if she hadn’t seen Silas, perhaps he hadn’t made it back yet. Good to know some things could still side in his favor. “You seem... better. How long have you been back?” 

“Hello, Stefan.  It’s been a while.”  Nadia hadn’t expected to run into him, but she reminded herself that it should stop being a surprise - everyone seemed to be coming back, and there was no reason that wouldn’t include Stefan.  “Are you well?”

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Stefan had returned from the dead more recently than he cared to admit- not wanting to even think of his time in hell before that. He couldn’t believe Nadia would be back, especially only to return to Mystic Falls. Her life seemed to have been okay until she came here looking for her mother, Katherine. “Been a  long time. As well as I can be. What about you? I thought this would be the last place you’d end up if you came back.” 

He walked along while talking on the phone. “I know it’s not the same, but I have to try.” It had been years for Caroline since his death, he wouldn’t expect it to be the same. He had to see if he could still fit in her life though. No time had passed for Stefan and he was still very much in love with his wife. He’d survived Hell and now he was back from the dead- he wasn’t afraid to put himself out there. “Well, I’ll know soon enough and I’ll keep you posted. Bye, Damon.” He stopped to shove his phone back into his back pocket, but heaved a sigh. He no longer had enhanced hearing, but he could feel someone approaching him. 

What could I do? She's my best friend and I'd want her to be happy. I just don't want her to get hurt.

He could have sworn he was hallucinating Stefan’s voice, but Damon knew the dead were back. Especially since he very obviously was one of those people that were brought back. Eyes find his little brother before a smile spreads across his lips, “Mm if you want to get technical Caroline was my girl first.” Though he hardly counted that as a relationship. The eldest Salvatore moved over to his brother, pulling him into a tight embrace. “Glad to have you back, Stef.”

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“I remember you turning her and her hating you for it but technically you’re right.” It could have sounded passive aggressive to someone else but the Salvatore brothers’ banter was a staple in their relationship. He embraced Damon warmly, giving him a solid pat on the back before pulling back. He wanted to be happy being back- and he was, but his time in hell was hard to get past. “Good to see you, Damon.”

The last she heard about Stefan was that he ended up dying alongside Katherine in a very Stefan like heroic move in saving the small town and everyone in it. It did sadden Rebekah to hear that he had died, while there was times where the two pissed each other off, they were something at one point in their long lives and Rebekah considered him a friend. “And I never thought I’d see you again. Mystic Falls tends to surprise all of us, doesn’t it?” The blonde hummed with a small smirk. “You do look better alive, I do have to say.”

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Stefan died in an inferno of Hellfire. It was violent and it was absolute. “Yeah, well, you know me. I’m an old pro at dying by now. Never seems to stick.” IT was mostly bravado even if the statement at its face was true. He smiled at the compliment; letting his eyes linger on Rebekah. She looked good. “It’s good to be alive.” A boldface lie followed by the truth. “The years have been good to you.”