you give love a bad name

Lexi and Stefan had been having a fun time, drinking, teasing each other about the 50′s, and the pictures she definitely had of the two of them all dressed up. They’d been a few beers in before her basket was empty, and she’d gone to the pop up bar to grab them more. But on her way she took notice of a woman standing nearby. Lexi had been aware that the stranger had been watching the two of them - and so, being herself, she decided to confront her. 

“Hi.” she said with a confident smile as she approached the woman, head tilting to the side as she looked the woman up and down. Ex girlfriend? Unlikely. He would of told her. “Eyeing up Stefan?” she asked with a small grin, eyes gleaming playfully at the prospect of getting Stefan a girlfriend finally. “We’re just friends, so if you wanted to go ask him out be my guest. He likes a confident girl who goes for what she wants.” 

The Mikaelson only bid on those basket out of generosity, he wasn’t expecting to win one let alone two. It was only fair if he dressed for the occasion even if he didn’t intended to win, with a soft sigh Finn roamed around the place where this event was hold. He have yet to get his bearing but it would be a lie if he said he didn’t like the atmosphere of this event, “Excuse me, do you happen to be Taylor?” He asked the nearest person, it will be a struggle to find whoever the other person may be without knowing their appearance.

This had to be one of the cutest most ridiculous things that she’d ever taken part in. Honestly she’d done it to keep her mind off of things, and to ensure that Stefan didn’t have a panic attack with her staying in the Boarding home all the time. So...this was the only decent thing happening in town. Of course she’d filled her basket with cheap random crap, but it wasn’t like she didn’t know who was the person that would bid on her. After all, who else would? Besides possibly Rebekah. Propping herself up by her elbows on the blanket she looked up at the sky with a soft hum, waiting to hear someone approach before looking over at the figure. 

“Mr Salvatore?” she asked, feigning surprise with a grin, eyes gleaming playfully as she looked Stefan up and down. “Damn, my date is hot.” 

Lexi Branson Basket Auction

Basket includes: A case of beer, popcorn, chips that she definitely grabbed from the grill on her way to the event, and some cookies.

“Yes… I know.” Henrik confirmed, looking at the state of her. She was obviously struggling and he felt for her. Grief was a terrible emotion to battle with. One he knew all too well. “I’m very sorry Alexia. If… if there’s anything I can do.” He added, wishing there was a way that he could help her. Although he knew that something like this could only be dealt with through time. 

Lexi bit down on her lower lip, nodding at his words. She was no human, no naive baby vampire, she knew that the world was an unjust and unfair place - and that the loss of Rowan would never truly leave her...but for now, at a loss of purpose she would stay in Mystic Falls, and process the emotions. She couldn’t go back to her home - their home - not yet. “Thank you.” she said, her voice soft as she looked at him. “Do you want to come in? I...don’t really have much here since it’s Stefan’s place but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if we opened a bottle of bourbon or two.”

ana was sitting outside with her heels up on the chair opposite of her. she was sipping on a large cup of coffee, sighing in pleasure as the warm liquid slid down her throat, coated with just a little bit of blood she’d added. she was scrolling on her phone. ( @lexibranscn​ )

Derek had been in so many bars over his life so far that he’d more or less lost count. In and out of different cities, small towns and everything in between. Most of them were the same. Full of nothing but broken hearts and people that had problems to drink away. It gave him the chance to be around people without actually having to be social. He could listen in on conversations or even just tune everyone out if he wanted. He settled into a bar stool, turning his head just slightly to watch the blonde near him throw back what felt like her hundredth drink. Giving a slight shake of his head, he found himself commenting before he thought better of it. “You know, if you wanted to just buy the bar, i’m sure they’d take an offer. Rather than just spending enough in one night to pay their rent”

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The combination of hatred, grief and craving for blood all resulted in one thing in Lexi’s mind - alcohol. She didn’t want to be spotted by Stefan immediately, so for once she didn’t end up going to the Grill, going to a bar further in the outskirts of town. Where hopefully Marcel, Rebekah and Stefan wouldn’t be able to give her sympathetic looks while she downed drink after drink. 

Though it seemed it had caught someones attention. “And wheres the fun in that?” she challenged, shooting the mystery man a playful grin. “Buying the bar isn’t as entertaining as drinking yourself under the table.”

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“After all this time, I did not expect to see you again.” They had briefly met in the 1900′s, and she remembered the blondes face as clear as day. Although they had not always seen eye to eye, they had not been enemies either. A familiar face was always a good surprise to Genevieve, especially when most of her loved ones were not around anymore.

A surprised laugh slipped from the vampires lips as she looked the familiar redhead up and down. It had been a long time since she and Genevieve had crossed paths. “I suppose we have some serious catching up to do.” 

“No, he didn’t.” And whoever had done this was going to pay, when Marcel set his heart on something it wasnt as if he would give up any time soon. Especially when it comes to those he cares about, “If you need anyone to talk to or anything, I’m here.” It was the least he could do in situation like this, with a gentle comforting hand in Lexi’s shoulder. “Please just promise me, don’t do anything stupid. I’m sure that’s the last thing he wants you to go through.”

“Thank you.” her voice was soft as he placed a hand on her shoulder, hazel eyes looking at him with silent appreciation. “I know he wouldn’t. He was better than that...than everyone in this town.” He didn’t deserve it. 

After hearing the news Rebekah had tried to find Lexi but she seemed to be hiding away from everyone, which was understandable. Rebekah understood the pain she was going through perhaps a little too much as Niklaus’ favourite pastime was to kill someone she cared about. As she moved towards the blonde she parted her lips to say something but before she could she was stopped. A sigh passing her lips as she moved over to her friend. Pulling her into an embrace and holding onto her tightly.

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Henrik had gotten word of the vampire killing that had taken place in the woods. With the details of it, he learned that the man had been someone that Lexi had cared for. He understood grief and wanted to check in and make sure she was okay. “Alexia.” He knocked on the door, hoping that she was in. “It’s Henrik.. I came to see that you’re alright.”

Lexi had been curled up on the Salvatores very uncomfortable leather couch when there was a knock at the door, her hair pinned up out of her way and dressed in Stefan’s pajamas. She’d not brought much to Mystic Falls, and with little wardrobe options in her suitcase she’d taken to wearing her friends clothes. It was an effort to move - partly because she’d been in that position all morning reading one of Stefan’s old journals he’d given her, and partly because she’d not fed since before the full moon. Before Rowan. Confusion filled the blondes eyes as she heard Henrik’s voice, opening the door so she could look at him properly. “So...judging from the tone in your voice I’m assuming you know.” she decided with a sigh, lips tugged downwards.

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

Apparently the little witch was friends with Marcel, and after a few drinks she seemed to be open in telling the vampire about who she liked. A certain someone standing at the bar in fact. “Go get em tiger.” she chuckled, slapping the girls behind playfully as she prompted her forwards.