#theweredrifter

what is one thing you think about the mun?

Tequila aunt at BEST

Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse on: (NO LONGER ACCEPTING)

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Would they date them: yes | no Favorite thing about them: His devotion to me. Least favorite thing about them: He can eat his body weight in burgers before I can say 'what are you going to order'

"You do know I care about you right? I'll never be them, those brothers... I know. But that doesn't mean I don't show up. I wish you'd throw me a bone here- and no I don't mean literally." Gabriel points a firm finger. "I never see you anymore, you don't visit or drop by. If you're so good at pretending you're not hurting, can you at least try to pretend you care about me too?"

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His words hit her like a mac truck. Square in the chest. Katherine's never been good at this sort of thing. And hes right. He will never be the Salvatores. Mason wasn't either. No one would ever live up to the Salvatores, and most of them knew that. Most of them left. Not Gabe.

He doesn't even ask her to care about him, he asks her to try to PRETEND at the very least. Oh it's like salt in a wound. It stings for the simple fact that it's a vivid example of how shitty she is. A shitty friend. Gabe has shown up for her more than anyone else in her life, and who does she show up for? The Salvatores. Who never even say thank you.

It's a prime example of her giving her love and energy to people who don't deserve it, but she just can't help it. Love doesn't always make sense. The heart wants what it wants. She is unreasonably good at pretending she isn't hurting, she has to give him that.

Katherine looked at the ground as he spoke, only looking over once he was finished.

"I'm not good for you, Gabe. I am a walking bouquet of red flags. You have shown up for me, you're right and I take that for granted every time because I would always rather see Stefan. I am on the run constantly Gabe, my time anywhere is limited. I can't just pop by, and if I can I pick Stefan. I text you, and that's more than I do most people. But you? You picked a shitty girl to attach yourself to and that was on you. I told you, that I had initially intended to send you to the slaughter house. You chose to forgive that based on the fact that I didn't. You shouldn't have, by all logic you should have run RUN for the hills and never looked back." Katherine seethed, more angry with herself for just BEING like this when she could just let him in instead of push him away.

Recording...

Hey luv! It's been forevaaa how are we aye? I wan' you to know tha while i migh naugh be in the area to come harass personally- that you're still the absolute luv of my life. I still think about you and youre lovely charm... that gorgeous skin and those supple lips with such a fire..ooh drives me crazy. but anyway- you know im on the road to recovery? i dont geh too in the booze as much aye. Your wolfie is figgered.. fingering? figuring it all out. i don kno if you celebrate, but i hope you get this. youre my littol darlin' , my littol doll. muah! maybe ill run by ya. anyway battery low. love ya!

Well she hadn't been expecting a voice mail from Gabe that's for sure. Still she wasn't upset about it, it'd just been a while since she heard from him. He sounds like he's doing well. That's good, for as much as she likes to pretend? She does care about him. She wouldn't have changed her plans to use him if she didn't. Thats always the problem with taking the risk and spending time with your marks in any real capacity... sometimes you remember they're people. Such was how it went with Gabe.

Where ever he is? She hopes he's on the path to great things. She won't say it, but she misses him too.

send me a ‘dibs’ if you are ridiculously attached to me as an rp partner

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“I don’t want to pry, but.. I want you to know I also want to listen, if you want someone to talk to.” From Damien.

jiwon has tried talking. to therapists, to colleagues, to the few friends he hasn't lost yet. and each time, he comes away feeling worse. talking never seems to help, even though jiwon knows it should. there's just something fundamentally wrong about him that he can't quite pinpoint.

he doesn't say anything for a while, caught up in the whirlwind of what if's, and's, and but's in his head. the silence drags on for far too long, but damien keeps his word. he doesn't pry, but he is.. here. like every other living creature on the face of the planet, damien has his faults, but integrity is not one of them. jiwon doesn't think they're close enough to be considered friends, but traveling together for months on tour inevitably brings people closer. even if jiwon mostly keeps to himself in the background. they may not exactly be friends, but jiwon thinks he knows damien well enough to believe in the offer.

sat cross-legged on the floor, jiwon idly picks at the kinesiotape wrapped around his ankle. piecing together what to say has become so much harder after the accident. finally, after what feels like aeons, jiwon's voice comes like mist in the early morning.

"i thought this would help, all the traveling. i don't normally sleep a lot, so i figured this would at least keep me busy. but i guess it's not working. it's not getting worse, but.." he pauses, pinching his lower lip momentarily between teeth. "i just wish it was getting better, you know?"

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The little nip brought forth a small gasp from Henry's lips. He pushed Gabriel back and touched his mouth, a tiny bit of blood now on his fingertips.

"Down boy," Henry smirked, his hands grabbing the collar of Gabriel's shirt and pulled him close again. "Play nice, or you won't get your treat." He understood that it was in his lover's nature to get a little rougher than usual when excited.