humansdesires
sneaking up on a lady is hardly gentleman-like behavior. or, rather, foolish, given that i am quite able to rip your head off with my teeth if i were to want as much.
ripperdiaries
blondebitten
do you think he hates me ?
ripperdiaries
id: @blondebitten don’t— don’t be ridiculous— you know what it was? he was actually looking at me.
blondebitten
have you been drinking ? you look terrible.
ripperdiaries
id: @blondebitten i already did my speech, everybody’s donating, and they got their photo ops. they don’t care about anything after that. [ the usual heir of cynicism is laced within his tone as he takes another sip after her, chuckling quietly at the sight of her sour face. there’s a part of him that thought he should’ve been doing more, but he couldn’t bring himself to care about all these people’s opinions and meaningless conversations. he wished these people would donate to causes without opulence; just generosity. ] please, i never would’ve offered this to human you. that’s why i’m sooo responsible. [ a moment there he slurred his last few words, eyes shutting for a moment as he gestures with the flask in hand. his expression softens, swallowing through a sigh. ] you don’t have to worry about me all the time, you know that right?
blondebitten
@ripperdiaries ( … ) [ caroline opened her mouth to say something, but then paused, closing it again. eyeing the flask for a moment, her lips pursed into a frown, wondering what had caused his features to look so sour. something was / definitely / off. nevertheless, without another word, she reached out and plucked the flask from his hand with a practiced ease, like she was doing / him / the favor. she took a swig of it, tipping her head back. the blonde swallowed thickly, the immediate burn of booze down her throat making her cough. ] urgh— tequila ? seriously ? [ she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and shot him a look halfway between judgmental and amused, her voice lowering. ] … god, you’re lucky I’m a vampire — that would’ve knocked human-me flat. [ trailing of, caroline’s expression softened slightly. ] so, what’s going on with you ? why are you hiding out in the corner ?
ripperdiaries
id: @blondebitten yeah… [ stefan holds out his flask, not bothering to hide it. at fundraising events like these he often drank more than what they offered. he sighs, thankfully everyone else was talking amongst themselves. ] do you want any? it’s imported. [ says stefan, in a sing-song tone laced with dryness as he sighs. ]
ripperdiaries
/ drop one liners pls while i work on replies <3
lunarhunts
I have no idea what you’re talking about.
ripperdiaries
/ check out his status book! <3
https://www.wattpad.com/1560604261?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=postToProfile&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=ripperdiaries
sektrjc
━━━ 【 猎人 】 ،، ‘ i'm really starting to question the sanitary practices of this establishment ( . . . ) ’ HE BRINGS THE RIM OF THE CUP TO HIS MOUTH, &&. steam warms his face as he tips his chin back ever–so–slightly. stiles spares a glance towards the other. his shoulder moves in a one–sided shrug &&. he regards him curiously, casually. STILES WAS ON A FIRST–NAME BASIS WITH ALL THE REGULARS HERE, but this is a face he has not seen around here before.
he cranes his neck slightly as if sharing a secret, though he keeps his eyes on the display. ‘ i wouldn't go for the sandwhiches — trust me; seen one too many digestive mishaps with that one. whew. surprisingly great coffee, though; worth contracting salmonella for, if we're considering cross contamination. that'd give you good excuse for skipping work, at least. speaking of, you new to the area? ’
blondebitten
hey, I’m not being dramatic !
eadimidium
don’t tell me this is where you come to come to sulk too.
ripperdiaries
id: @eadimidium [ taking the lighter from his pocket, he flicks open the lighter, lighting hers first. there’s a moment when he pauses, shrugging in thought. ] shoving it down can work… for a while. [ stefan often preferred ugly honesty over pretty lies, even if said honesty was reflected purely in his own self awareness, but he also understood not everyone was like his family: passionate, outspoken and direct. he takes his cigarette between his lips, lighting it. his eyes close for a moment, ease settling across his stoic expression. somehow, even though alcohol barely affected him, smoking still numbed the cacophony of his mind. ] if it doesn’t kill you first.
eadimidium
touché. [ an amused smile takes place upon her features as she approaches him. julia took his offer with a nod the both of them would understand. ] might. [ she repeats, emphasizing. she takes the cigarette he offers her in between her fingers before shrugging slightly. ] i dunno. maybe. or maybe i should just get over it and pretend it doesn’t exist.
ripperdiaries
id: @eadimidium this is my hometown, there’s not a single place here that’s safe from my sulking. [ there’s a ghost of a smile curving his lips, from his coat pocket he pulls a cigarette from its box. he gestures over to her, asking if she wanted to take one. ] it might help if you wanna vent to someone you might never see again.
ripperdiaries
/ pls drop things <3 im taking my braids out and want some things to respond to pls https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8hVp9o3/