My darling, today’s the 24th— which means it’s your birthday! You didn’t know that, did’ya? [ nudge, nudge, wink, wink. ] You learn something new everyday! No, but seriously. It’s your birthday today, which means that you genuinely deserve everything positive in the world, everything your heart desires; I know this means Nutella (okay, okay and love, presents, hugs, etc.)
I don’t think there was ever a time where I could fathom the possibility of meeting someone as warm-hearted and absolutely amazing as you, let alone become such incredibly close friends with. You have been nothing but an immense ray of sunshine to me, ever since you entered my life in the most random of ways. You’ve been there on a continuous basis, I know that whenever I need to vent, you’re always there, just like I am for you; you’re always there for an available smile to send my way, along with endless amount of giggles and laughs. You know what you are? You are just an absolutely and ridiculously amazing person, who on top of that is just too flat-out adorable. There isn’t a single day that passes where I’m not over the moon ecstatic that you’re in my life. Guess what? If it’s up to me, you’re not going anywhere. I think Luke’ll hate me, because I’m going to steal you away entirely. Mmhm.
I want to take a moment to put someone else in the spotlights, though— particularly, your muse. Miss Elizabeth Petrova; who, despite being Katherine’s sister, is much more sane than one would imagine. Y’know, when I first joined Tumblr, I quickly came to learn that sibling OCs aren’t all that uncommon and unfortunately, due to experiences; I was a little iffy about them (not saying they were bad, but my personal experiences weren’t all that great). But then you and Effy came along and the both of you defied absolutely everything I thought I knew. Effy isn’t just a name, a face— she’s a life, she’s a girl; she’s one who lost her family just like Katherine did, she bears these scarred memories. You’ve taken a glimpse, an idea and you breathed life until it so much, until this absolutely beautiful person was born. Every thread you have for her is one I can’t help but hopelessly stalk, every headcanon you write for her is one which brings me endless amounts of inspiration. But not only that, you just… have made your muse so vivid, so authentic— that I feel disappointed that I haven’t seen her on The Vampire Diaries. But y’know what? Effy’s just too good for Julie Plec and Co. that’s why! She’s off in Hawaii somewhere, because she has taste GDI.
Sal, you are one of the most talented and inspiring writers I know and absolutely love and I know that you will make it very far one day; and when that happens, I’ll be sitting on the sidelines with a big grin, saying, “I told you so.” Because you have greatness written all over you. I know that if there’s anyone who has the capability to make each and every single one of their dreams come true, it’s you.
I absolutely love the hell out of you, m’dear. Happy birthday. <3
”You want me to run around in this weather?” After the miles he’d been forced to run earlier that morning, the idea of running for even thirty seconds had his tongue drying up. No matter how many trophies he’d already earned kicking a ball around, Sam wasn’t suicidal. “The basic idea was to find something that required as little effort as possible — it’s too fucking hot.”
“Come up with something that doesn’t involve me dying of heatstroke.”
A glare’s given at his poor elaboration as she bites back an ‘are you fucking kidding me' and decides to go along with it. Mostly because the only reason she wanted to challenge him into a game of soccer was merely because she wanted to revel in her victory; a cocky smile upon her lips as she stared back at his ‘stubborn, lost puppy expression.
“Well, are you old enough to drink? Failing at that, I’ll settle for a milkshake.”
”Is there anything we can do without you cheating supernaturally? You any good at pool?”
”—Well, yeah. But I think I’d still be unintentionally cheating; strong arms, better vision, enhanced concentration and lots of training from an asshole of a friend who’s obsessed with it.”
”What about soccer?”
like for a starter
”How long can a vampire hold their breath underwater without coming up for air? I need to know for totally non-competitive reasons that have nothing to do with spending the next hour of our summer in a pool.”
“Longer than you can, I assure you. Just remember that one of us can die and come back to life without any—demonic deals or whatever that’s called.”
How far would I go for love? I’d go to the end of the world and back again. I think love is a very beautiful thing. And I believe in fairy tale, so I would go really far.
"Somebody kill me now."
"—… Doesn’t necessarily sound like a bad idea."