thequeenofdrama:

“Morning.”

Spencer turned around, when she heard the familiar mocking voice behind her. There he was. In all his naked glory. The one and only Damon Salvatore. The girl rolled her eyes as he smirked to her.

”You know, there are things called towels that you could start to use, one day or another.”

Damon shrugged.

”Pff, why should I, when I can just use yours?”

Spencer cocked her head to one side, smirking just like he used to. She took the towel that was on her shoulder and she threw it to him.

He picked it up and finally covered his nakedness. Spencer couldn’t help herself, her gaze lingered on his firm body, while she was sipping at her cold beer.
When Damon looked at her again, she turned away from him quickly.

”It’s not polite to stare.”

”I wasn’t staring. At all.”

”Uh - uh. If you say so.” Damon smirked again and he raised his eyebrows suggestively, while he turned his back to her and left the room.

”Fuck you, Damon Salvatore.” Spencer muttered under her breath.

”You wish.” Damon answered from the staircase.

Spencer bit her lip, while she could hear him laugh.
Damn vampire hearing!

 

A Friend for All Time [TV Meme]
Starring Phoebe Tonkin, Candice Accola, Ian Somerhalder, Joseph Morgan

“So your best friend meets this guy, right? He’s Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome, and you’re totally jealous. In a friendly way. Two days later, enter Bachelor Number Two. He’s totally beautiful and totally British, and for some reason he’s after your best friend too. You feel yourself fading into the background, trying to cling to some dignity while Cinderella finds two Charmings. Then your best friend disappears. Gone. It all changes. Suddenly Bachelor Number Two wants to bite your throat more often than a normal guy would. Bachelor Number One is doing weird things like sniffing at your neck and pacing in circles, spouting riddles about destiny and love and crap. And suddenly, you don’t feel too jealous of Cinderella anymore.”

(via faye-conants)

alexander ludwig and dianna agron | requested by anabelreign

(via faye-conants)

(via faye-conants)

“I want this, Quinn… I want you. Please don’t tell me I’m too late.”

(via ms-gilberts)

requested by brookeandthebeast

(via faye-conants)

we do, it just depends on how much time we have. if you get back to me soon I can probably swing it. what would you like? :)

“Why did you move to New York, Catherine?”

“I was offered a job.”

Dr. Collins shifted in her seat, crossing her legs in the opposite direction. “I know that. I’m asking why you really came. Nobody moves across the country as quickly as you did without a bigger reason. You’re came all the way from Mississippi, Catherine, in one week flat. Why? What really brought you here?”

An image flashed before Catherine’s eyes. Tousled blonde hair, clear green eyes, the hint of a smile. It played in slow motion, scratchy and full of static like an old film. The vision tugged at her heart and formed a lump in her throat, and she prayed that the old woman couldn’t see the faraway look in her eyes.

She couldn’t think about him anymore.

“I told you. I came for my job.”

(via faye-conants)

‘you know nothing of me or my life blair. stop pretending that you do. it’s pathetic.’

blair wasted no time in jumping down the technically older vampire’s throat.

‘oh my god, faye. you are the most selfish, ignorant, and utterly stupid person i’ve ever met. you think that no one can possibly love you, but if you asked kol to shove a white oak dagger in his chest, he’d do it in an instant. he wouldn’t even have to think twice. and you’re the pathetic one if you think damon and stefan don’t care for you. one of them turned you didn’t they? how can that be not caring? they wanted their little sister with them until the end of time, but they don’t care? you’re old enough to know that makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. i would kill for that sort of love from anyone.’

the brunette girl closed her mouth, her chest heaving in an attempt to regain air in her lungs after her long and emotional soliloquy. she hadn’t meant to get so emotional or allow the slight crack to appear in her voice midway. it hurt that she had to admit those sorts of things to faye just to have her see her point, and if she were honest with herself, it seemed like the vampire still didn’t believe her.

faye said nothing in response to the woman who was frequently sleeping with her eldest brother - and on one or two occasions, her other brother as well - because she didn’t want to believe what she was saying. the girl was just that: a girl. she didn’t know anything no matter what she claimed to see when she looked a person in the eye.

they were at a stalemate. both women were powerful in their own rights and, even though neither would admit it, they were equals. this was why both knew that no matter what was said or who said it, they’d never fall onto a common ground or ever consider the other a friend.

(Source: bsalvatore, via fadingtales)

(Source: fabratore, via quinnypuff)