#darknessoverwhelms

finally, it was the weekend. granted it was summer which meant that it was a time full of weekends but still, being elena gilbert meant certain obligations of which she would never complain because it was worth it, whatever it took to bring stefan back to himself. she had the house to herself and she was going to soak it all in while jeremy and jenna were busy at the lake house. the brunette began binging her shows on netflix when she heard a knock at the door which was strange, she made sure all of her friends knew not to bother her unless it was an emergency so once she pulled it open and there he stood. elena swallowed down and sighed, a hand running through her extremely long dark locks. “look, stefan. i’m watching netflix, ordering pizza and keeping it low key tonight. you can report that back to klaus, i don’t need a babysitter. i learned my lesson with inviting people i don’t know in.” it wasn’t spoken in anger, not even in sass but more so in a hope that he would just give in and leave her be, let her have an evening to herself where she didn’t have to work on bringing him back and just relax for once. “so you can go tell klaus his precious little blood bag doesn’t need protection.” though a small part of her wondered, what if he did stay.. could it remind him of the nights they used to enjoy doing this in her bedroom?

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@darknessoverwhelms​ sent: “Hmmm… no I don’t want to do that.” (Caroline.) 

And when the half-giant told them about the group project, pairing them up with people he barely knew, he was even more annoyed. But at least it was someone from his own house. Sure, she wasn’t a pureblood, but it was better than one of those disgusting Gryffindors at least. 

Approaching her in the common room, he took in her appearance with a certain sense of boredom. “So, ... any ideas for that stupid project?”

Sat on the roof of his car, Stiles ignored the clearly smoking engine of his poor jeep; he was in the middle of nowhere, his jeep had broken down and he had just gotten a call from Scott asking him about some bizarre creature that had appeared in Beacon Hills.

“...look Scotty!” The human sighed for the uptenth time, rubbing his face with one hand while he held his phone to his ear with a shoulder, flicking through pages of the Argent Bestiary that Chris had copied for him before leaving for France. “I told you what the thing is, I told you that you need to kill it to get rid of i... oh for the love.... Scott! I told you what it is, what you need to do. No, I don’t care that it’s a being with feelings and what-not, it murdered seven children, three adults and three elderly and you want... You know what, do what you want Scott.”

With an agrevated sigh Stiles ended the call without even listening to Scott’s protests, placed the phone on silent and shoved it into the pocket of his jacket. He loved Scott, he really did but his brother would get himself killed one day because of his moral compass.