#touchstarvedmeme

touch-starved starters!! ; accepting ; hesacrifices+ ❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞

PERHAPS IT’S THE BOOZE. or the fresh blood of the petite brunette they had been sharing together that made stefan this tongue loose. sharing someone and bloodsharing had always been intimate for vampires. he is not blind, this type of things; the sharing, the touching, the stares, it’s has all been done before, back in more troubled times, with his progeny. now, its different though because stefan is different than anyone else.  “quite the contrary, mate. i find it very appealing. to see such a raw creature like yourself feel like this.“ and he doesn’t desist his action, arm only making him shift closer to stefan in the booth they shared. “or perhaps you are blood high, love.” a little witch. and magic always made vampires go a little crazy. it only makes him wonder, how it would feel, for stefan to drink his blood. perhaps later. “does it make it uncomfortable?” he asks then, bold enough to keep the distance from breaking and even shifting closer.

touch-starved starters!! ; accepting ; noblcbrother ❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞ elijah wants brother hugs :/

SUCH A REQUEST. at the moment, it’s almost strange, as it’s usually klaus who would request this, memories of him as a child, of a little boy asking his older brother to keep him safe. but it seems, even older brothers, who always seem so strong in comparison, needed protection and care. “you were always there for me, brother. that sometimes i forget you too need me to be there.” and that is a lesson he learned the harsh way. he doesn’t move away from the embrace. arms only keeping a strong hold to his brother, head buried, as a child would, on elijah’s shoulder. “we can stay like this as long as you like.”

touch-starved starters!! ; accepting ; scngless❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞ ( freya )

if this was a couple of years earlier, he would’ve laughed at the words, perhaps an implied request laying there on the words of his sister. it’s no secret he isn’t one to touching, less reaching out and comforting. up until a few years back, he had no clue how to behave around his siblings without threatening to dagger them. “well, you are in luck I’m around then. Hope has told me I give the best hugs.“ then again, she is his daughter,  she has to say he is the best at everything. at any case, it makes the hybrid step up closer and wrap his arms around freya, a hand moving to sooth down long blonde hair.