Now collapse, take delight in the fall & catch your breath . I know you feel the ring from it all, so try to collect yourself now, it's just a euphoric comedown . And you asked me, "How do you feel when you're away?" and you asked me, "How do you pass the days?" Because I can still remember when you were afraid of the dark & I told you to come & you followed where I asked you to go. stefan salvatore. vampire. forsakenhq.
&. → paul wesley : in the middle of it all by citizen — is seems like STEFAN SALVATORE was brought back by the necromancer. Word around the town claims that the 20/180 year-old VAMPIRE is known to be ALTRUISTIC and SECRETIVE. But being back from the dead has its challenges, especially when you’re hiding, A STRONG DESIRE AND DESPERATION FOR BLOOD THAT IS FALLING OUT OF CONTROL AGAIN. Who knows if anything we’ve heard is true. It’s mystic falls, nothing bad ever happens here . // ( britt ● 24 ● cst ● she / her )
Stefan is canon and you can have a more in depth description here - [ x ]
The after math :
Since the abrupt awakening of being brought back to life, Stefan has been struggling with grasping what it feels like to be ‘alive’ again. Unlike, past experiences this time is different and he doesn’t feel the same. An aurora surrounding his presence feeding off of the guilt that has over taken. A part of him doesn’t want to be brought back because of the harm and pain he’s caused, painting himself as a monster. It left him not wanting to return to his home in Mystic Falls because he didn’t feel that jolt of excitement or want to be bluntly reminded of any damage he has caused in the past.
Being attached to Mystic Falls was the seal that broke, being drawn back into a place he should have strayed away from. Despite, his efforts, he failed.
And his lust for blood had intensified stronger than it ever had been before.
Wanted Connections :
--- “ok but an immortal couple who break up and get back together every thirty years or so, and they’re messy as fuck, like every couple decades they break up and swear that they’ll never speak for the rest of eternity, until inevitably one tracks the other down and shows up like “okay, i’ve elected to forgive you, we’re together again” and the other is like “BUT WHO SAYS I FORGIVE YOU FOR THE AL CAPONE INCIDENT” and then they’re arguing/making out and meanwhile the rest of the immortal community just groans and rolls their eyes because jesus christ, this again, they have been doing this since the holy roman empire.” --- source of plot [ x ]
--- considering stefan’s past and the amount of people he’s hurt. i’d love a connection where he’s trying to build a bond / make amends with said character that he would have hurt whether that be through them, their family, a friend etc.
--- enemies to friends to lovers / enemies to friends
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‘ Lexi’s always been like family to me, like a sister really. So the thought never crossed my mind. I wouldn’t want to ever jeopardize that either because of how important she is to me. ’
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she swirled the contents of her drink, pressing the glass to her lips to take a long sip from the sour yet sweet liquid. she took a moment to eye the room, see if there were any potentials to meet up with later and make a mark of. “i know a few people in town, they said they needed a little help so low and behold, here i am. i’m assuming you’re a native of the town?” zoey asked curiously, holding her hand out to him and she offered a bright smile. “zoey.” she introduced herself first, then looked around when he admitted to not feeling better. “how about we take your mind off of it then? pool, darts, rip roaring drunk. i’ve been told i’m a good time.” and she wouldn’t even charge him like she did most and stone him after, something made her take pity on him and want to help him have a better night.
Mystic Falls was a rather small town, word traveled quickly around here, which the events from the carnival surely had to erupt some buzz. It left him wondering if that was the being of help she was referring to. ❝ Where are you originally from? ❞ Stefan inquired, the question was harmless. ❝ I am, actually, there’s something about this place. I can’t seem to quit it. ❞ He explains, extending his hand out in order to accept her handshake. ❝ It’s a pleasure to meet you, Zoey, I’m Stefan. ❞ He musters up a friendly smile, letting go of her hand, taking appreciation in the friendliness that seemed to surround her. It was refreshing and just what he didn’t know he needed. ❝ Then you might just be the perfect distraction. ❞ Stefan reached for his bourbon filled glass to take a sip from the liquor. ❝ Darts and drinks on me? ❞ He offers, hues glancing over to the brunette, figuring it was the least he could do since Zoey was kind of enough to try and take his mind off of things.
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“I don’t know, haven’t tested it yet. But, I have plenty doppelganger blood at my disposal. Just have to learn all the tricks.” Luckily she had Nikolai to help her with all of that. “I had my family, Stefan. People I would have done anything for before Klaus killed them to spite me. I had a daughter who was ripped out of my arms. Her father who was driven away from me. I wasn’t born the way I am. I was made.”
❝ I don’t doubt that you’re capable of being able to do it — but do you have someone that could help you learn those things? ❞ He figured he’d ask since it generally seemed like a task that could be quite difficult to learn on her own. ❝ It’s easy to forget that sometimes. ❞ He admits, almost empathetic. Stefan was so prominent in being reminded of the games that Katherine enjoyed to play, her ruthless demeanor she displayed with ease that it was easy to let it slip past his grasp that underneath it all was the pain she felt so effortlessly hidden. ❝ For what it’s worth, I don’t think you deserved to go through what you did. I never did. ❞
Adalyn squealed with delight at her victory. She picked out a little teddy bear as her prize. “Well it would be about time I find a hidden talent.” She stepped away from the game and looked towards the food trucks. “Come on, my heart desires something sweet.” The girl excitedly took him by the hand. She studied the menu funnel cake? What’s a funnel cake? Deep fried twinkies?” Most everything on the list was new to Adalyn. “Hm, tell you want. I trust your judgement. Pick your favorite and I’ll try it.”
Stefan found himself grinning at Adalyn’s enthusiasm over winning herself a teddy bear. He almost forgot what it was like to go on without having to worry about anything — to live in the moment. It was easier when her smile illuminated a blissful aurora. ❝ Now you can go pro. The games here are very competitive. ❞ He jokes, giving her a light nudge in the side before he let her take the lead off to the food trucks. ❝ Hmm, ❞ He tilts his head in thought at the various options. ❝ All of them are too good. It’s almost impossible. ❞ He went ahead and decided to go with the funnel cake and deep-fried Oreos figuring those were carnival classics and his personal favorites.
“Bourbon works.” Adalyn had been quite the social drinker back in the day, after she had turned. The carnival. A night that started off fun had turned to chaos. Although, Adalyn had managed to escape better off than most as she had seen and heard. She had learned the truth of how she had died. Plus someone had tried to attack her, but she gotten the upper hand. “The carnival ended badly for you? I’m sorry to hear that.” She took a drink. “Do you want to talk about? The bourbon will only make you forget for so long.” Adalyn didn’t sugar coat things. She wished she had someone to talk to when she was young and when she was stuck in her marriage.
There was almost this underlying guilt, not wanting to project his internal issues onto someone that he only just met. His spiraling downfall could have set anyone running and he wouldn’t blink twice because it was the sane thing to do. ❝ I’ve heard it ended in a nightmare for a lot.. How was it for you? ❞ Stefan hoped that he wasn’t pushing any boundaries in letting the question linger into the atmosphere. He brought his glass up to his lips, taking a sip from the liquid he had hoped would magically fix things. ❝ I’m trying to forget it happened, but that doesn't seem to be going as planned — the ‘hallucination’ I had felt so real. Too real. ❞
“Well, if only you were here to tell me that a few years ago.” He offered a small, half hearted grin. He and Stefan didn’t always share the best past together, but despite it he loved his brother more than anyone. Damon just nodded. “Let’s get a celebratory drink, huh?”
❝ You still wouldn’t have listened to me. ❞ Stefan acknowledged, his tone lighthearted. He was all too familiar with his brother's stubborn tactics. If he had been around the odds of him continuing to push those words would be high, but that was because he felt a constant need to always be there for Damon. ❝ A celebratory drink is long overdue. ❞ He agrees.
Josie llaughed softly. “She might.” She took the drink he had offered and took a long sip. “Bourbon is great.” She wasn’t much of a drinker, but sometimes the Gemini found herself needing something to numb her thoughts. She nodded. “I kind of grew up a bit.” The last time she had seen Stefan was at his and her mom’s wedding. She wasn’t very old so she didn’t blame him for not recognizing her right away.
❝ Yeeah, she probably would. ❞ A soft laugh exhaled from his lips, briefly shaking his head. To be fair, he was oblivious to the fact it was Josie who had been sat beside him at the time. Nodding his head in agreement to her remark over liking bourbon, he glanced over to the younger girl. ❝ A bit? You were — ❞ He motions his hand over to demonstrate how short she had been the last time he saw her. ❝ At least up to here. It’s really been that long. ❞ He was almost astonished by the reality sinking in. ❝ How have you been? ❞
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“The one and only.” Klaus repeated with a slight grin. Getting drunk with his old friend might just be the thing he needed right now. At least it was welcomed distraction from the guilt and worry that was going through his head. “Dead.” He answered simply to Stefan’s question about how he was. “I died, shocking I know.” Klaus ordered a drink. “It was the only way to save my daughter, so I did what I needed to do.” He explained, taking a drink.
A genuine smile found its way upon his lips, thoughts beginning to ease. Seeing an old friend was something he wasn’t aware that he needed. ❝ Dead? ❞ The words exhale from his throat, confusion evident in his stunned voice to match his forest green hues that had widened. It was hard to imagine a world where Klaus was dead, but he didn’t speak, giving him the opportunity to explain the bombshell. ❝ I’m sorry it came to that. ❞ Stefan takes a sip from his glass, ❝ But dying for your daughter is probably the most selfless and earnest ways to go. ❞
zoey was good at getting her nose dirty and finding things out, being in her profession it was a must to know things about the places she went. never would the gorgon go into a city without some sort of clue of what was going on, and a creepy carnival? now that intrigued her, she was an adrenaline junkie what could she really say about it. the brunette came inside of the establishment and took a seat at an open spot at the bar, her long dark locks tossed back over her shoulder as she did and ordered herself a martini on the rocks. her dark orbs surveyed the establishment, trying to get a feel if there were any potential clients and when a voice spoke up to her she looked in the direction and smirked. “no not exactly, i’m new to town and i figure the best way to get to know a new town is to experience its drinks and town folk first hand. how is the drinking the sorrows away going? are the disappearing?”
This place really had grown to have a sense of nostalgia to it, but that was probably because he had been dead for quite some time, and yet something else to add to the list of issues he was trying to forget in the first place. Liquor truly was the only distraction he could wither up from dwelling upon his thoughts for too long — even if it didn’t seem to be going as planned. Stefan snapped out of his thoughts when he came across the brunette who’s voice had caught his attention after responding to his remark. ❝ What brings you to Mystic Falls? If you don’t mind me asking. ❞ The words were spoken to make conversation, but curiosity did strike him, only because of the history that came when someone new strolled into town. ❝ Regardless, I’m sure you’re going to love it here. There’s never really any dull moments. ❞ He truthfully spoke, offering her a smile, before he taking a sip from his drink. ❝ No, not even close. ❞ He shakes his head, ❝ Liquor can only do so much. Never seems to fully cut it. ❞