#︱caroline︱· opens

[crimsonxveil]

LOCATION: ANCHOR COFFEE SHOP MUSE: CAROLINE FORBES

Caroline was lost in thought as she waited to put her coffee order in at Anchor coffee shop and what was she thinking about? So much, the fact that she was in this place, the fact that her children weren't with her and the fact that in another world she had carried the twins of Alaric Saltzman. To her, she had left mystic falls and went off to start her own life when her mom died but that's not what happened in every universe. It was all confusing but she was just trying to keep it together, she turned her head when she felt a tap on her shoulder "Hmm?"

[babsvibes]

“See? That’s why you don’t need a girlfriend, Logan.”

All of Cynthia’s finest moments embarrassing her son in Jade in the Shade

[quiltofstars]

Caroline's Cluster, C58 // Gary Imm

This "beautiful cluster of pretty compressed stars", to quote its discoverer Caroline Herschel (1750-1848), is located about 3,700 light years from Earth is the constellation of Canis Major, the Greater Dog. Caroline's Cluster (NGC 2360) is a relatively intermediate-aged open cluster, clocking in at about 2.2 billion years old. It is most easily observed during the winter in the northern hemisphere.

[rainbowdelicsunshine]

HOLY SHIT THE CHUCKY SEASON FINALE WAS A WILD RIDE FOLKS!!!!!

I NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT AND CHUCKY IN GENERAL YALL!!!

[skymantle]

not shipping something subtextual? alright whatever

not shipping it because a wildly popular INACCURATE fan theory says the characters are related? annoying.

not shipping it because you believe (falsely) that they're related + claiming there's no subtext when the crux of the series is the relationship? DIE.

[countrymusiclover]

Eclipse of the Heart

Jaidlyn Forbes came home in the middle of her years of college to look out for her younger sister Caroline. When she returns home, she never expects to be captivated by the raven haired Damon Salvatore. But will being with him change everything her mother taught her to be.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

Tag list ( just ask to be added ) @melvia-ito @kmc1989 @tallrock35

[sunnynwanda]

Reaching out

"Villain, you're so scared of connection you do everything to make everyone stop liking you. It's not going to work on me. You can't make me hate you." Hero's voice was quiet - small as a whisper, yet their words echoed in Villain's head like tocsin in a belltower. It's not going to work on me.

Villain didn't manage to utter another word, their voice drowned by Hero's broad chest as strong arms enveloped Villain's frame. They struggled to stay unemotional and willed themselves to maintain whatever dignity they had left by focusing on breathing, using the pattern to contain the panic rising inside them. Just a few more seconds, so Hero does not figure it out.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Villain hated that out of everyone in their life, Hero was the one who actually bothered to look beneath the surface. To notice there was an issue, an inhibition of sorts. They pointedly ignored the warmth that spread across their chest at the thought of Hero thinking about them long enough of notice.

Hero never understood why Villain broke their hug so abruptly or why they never initiated contact, always staying at arm's length and stepping back whenever Hero came too close. There would be occasional touches when there was no way around it, but Villain would always cut it short. Five seconds or less. Too short - for Hero's liking, anyway.

As time went by however, Villain started leaning closer, lingering longer and even went so far as to touch Hero's shoulder with a bare hand once. Despite the sensation sending them into the pits of darkness deep within their being, Villain needed more. They craved more.

Villain got attached. Much to their horror and Hero's - although short-lived - delight. Hero was painfully aware of their lack of contact yet blissfully unaware of their struggles. They attributed the issue to Villain's being shy or - worse - not reciprocating the feelings that Hero harboured for the past months.

Villain's mentor always told them to wear their opponents out to make them reveal their weaknesses. This time, there was nothing intentional about it. Villain wasn't trying. They couldn't have predicted it. They got attached to Hero. Hero got attached to them. The type of attachment ended up being an issue.

They lasted longer than expected, and Villain wasn't sure if it was Hero's optimism or perseverance that fueled their determination. Possibly both. They couldn't handle the way Hero felt about them. They wanted to. They tried. Again and again. They would spend nights tossing and turning, convincing themselves it could work. They could get over their issues. They allowed Hero to hug them, right? They could learn to accept their touch and the feeling of their skin against their own. Maybe it would take time and effort, but they certainly could try. Time fixes everything. One step at a time.

Except it did not. Every time Hero held their gloved hand a second too long, Villain could feel their insides twisting into painful knots. A slight brush of fingertips against their cheekbones was enough to send their mind reeling. And the one time Hero made the mistake of kissing their forehead left them throwing up in an alleyway, unable to calm their stomach or heart.

Soon, Villain found themselves avoiding Hero's touch yet longing for their company, staring from afar yet averting their gaze as soon as they were noticed. Villain was falling and knew only one way of stopping before it was too late.

"I loathe you," Hero snarls, standing with their back to them.

It's not going to work on me.

"It worked," Villain whispers as the door shuts behind Hero's back, locking them inside their ascetic cell. It worked. Even if it took wounding Hero's shoulder and breaking their trust.

"But it doesn't mean I don't love you," Hero's voice is as quiet as it gets - a part of them wishes Villain wouldn't hear it.

"Stop." They mean to sound harsh, but their voice wobbles. Villain hates the effect Hero has on them with the entirety of their being. "Stop trying to make it work."

"Then stop trying to push me away," Hero counters, turning around. Their whole demeanour oozes conviction. The anticipated hatred is nowhere to be seen. "Or do it better."

Before Villain can react, they swing the cell door open, stepping out as they come face to face with their shocked nemesis. "How..?"

"Did you think that cell would be enough to contain me?" Hero questions, slowly approaching. "Or did you convince yourself hurting me would?"

Villain's brain seizes functioning completely. So much for locking them up.

"You could come up with something more cruel than that," Hero continues, keeping their hands behind their back to avoid triggering Villain. It took them way too long to put the puzzle pieces together. "Or you could let us try."

"You have no idea what you're talking about, Hero." Villain shakes their head but doesn't move away when Hero continues walking towards them.

"I think I do." Their confidence makes Villain want to scream, but they find no voice to do so. Why do they feel so fragile in Hero's presence?

Breathe in.

"It will take a lot of time," they sound drained of life, and if Hero didn't know better, they would hug Villain. They smile instead.

"I can wait." Villain meets their eyes for a moment before fixing their gaze on the extreme beauty of the wall behind Hero's back.

"And even then, I might never be fully normal again."

"I can handle that, Villain." Hero shrugs nonchalantly, stopping at a tolerable distance from Villain. "I've told you before. You can't make me stop liking you. It's not going to work on me."

They extend their arm and hold their hand with their palm up, waiting for whatever Villain decides. They register the quiver in their chest when Villain lifts their hands, sliding one glove off and intertwining their fingers with Hero's. Hero gives their fingers a gentle squeeze, beaming at them before letting go. Five seconds it is. Villain can't help the grin that finds its way onto their face when they pull the glove back on.

Breathe out.

Masterlist

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[klarolinewinterexchange]

Is there a nip in the air, held off by the cozy sweater Caroline can’t help stealing from Klaus? Is the snow coming down outside the porch of their posh Swiss cabin? The sun is setting over the horizon and the northern lights are shimmering over the horizon. The darkest days of the year have come. Come, hold off the night with us and tell tales of Klaus and Caroline in the snows of New York, in the wilds of Russia,  in the cold bluster of the Highlands. Or perhaps you’ll be fantastical and tell us tales of the winter Fae, or the Snow Queen and the man who melted her heart. Gather by the fire, bring a cup of your drink of choice. It’s time for the Klaroline Winter Exchange…

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[biracy]

Every woman in Stardew who's already got a man (except Robin) has like the worst-tier man of all time. What could she POSSIBLY be doing with that ugly beast she needs a real man like me. But they won't let you romance people's moms. Because of woke

[thewritersaddictions]

Requests/Drabbles: (TVD) Damon Salvatore- My Girl

This girl's night had been planned for nearly two weeks now, so when the girls piled into the car to drive over to Bonnie's house it was a show to just beginning.

Caroline had brought the best smelling pastries. A new bakery had open up just a few days ago, she said it was treat for all the shit we had been going through recently.

Elena had grabbed about eight dozen movies off her rack at home. Tonight's theme was romcom, I had brought the wine. A few different bottles of wine.

The drive back to Bonnie's was filled with light chatter, and lots and lots of 2000's music blaring through the speakers. The fall weather was a nice touch as well as the leaves were crunched beneath the car's tire, and our feet.

We all giggled with excitment as we tired and were not successful in making the three butt couch a four butt couch. With Elena putting in the first romcom of the night, I was okay with pouring four large glasses of wine and ditching them out to their owners. Caroline and Elena were shoulder to shoulder as I and Bonnie sat pretty much ontop of each other.

It was nearly two more romcom's later before I was a giggly, content women dancing around with Elena in the living room. The ending of 'Pretty Women' was playing, my cheeks felt hot and warm to the touch.

"Elena I love you so much…" You said dragging her to touch our foreheads together. "Aww, I love you too." The air filled between us with the smell of white wine, and pastires. She giggled, so I giggled.

Caroline was fast asleep her cheek pressed into the side of the couch, and half the blanket covering her curled up body. Bonnie wasn't anywhere around, but the sound of clinking and clanking coming from the kitchen gave her away.

"Bonnie! Where'd you go!?" I screamed, yelled into the space between Elena and I. A murmured shh, came from Caroline's lip. "I'm in here you goofs." Bonnie asnwered. She didn't seem that drunk, or at least a little buzzed. "Come one sit back down Elena and I wanna watch 'nother movie." Your words starting to mumble together.

"No I called Damon, to come pick you up." Bonnie declares. You go to pout, but the thought of Damon makes me all warm, and shivery. "Okay." You don't argue with her anymore, rather you take a seat on the edge of the couch. "He said he'd be here in a few maybe ten minutes." Bonnie tells me you nod, and start to wait.

"Come on Elena, let's get you to bed ya." You can hear Bonnie talking to Elena and then a tiny grumble but nothing else. Footsteps that are loud at first, and then quiet as the two of them make their way up the stairs and to Bonnie's guests room.

Lights come through the blinds of the house, and it's just a moment later when there's a knock on the door. You jump up, rushing towards to the door. When you open it Damon is standing there with his hands on his hips. Staring at you. "Come on honey." Damon says as he stands there waiting for you at the door's frame.

"Okay." You say dopely with a smile on your fface. Grabbing your pruse at the front of the door, and grabbing his hand to walk down the stiars of Bonnie's front porch. Before the two of you can get very far Bonnie is calling out Damon's name. "You take care of her Damon, she's had at least four large glasses of wine. She pours a lot." Damon rolls his eyes, "Of course BonBon." Damon's voice echos through the tree, and night sky.

You cling to his side, as he walks you to the side of his car. The slick blue where you almost see your reflection through the paint. "You should have told me you were having a girls night." Damon says as he opens the passengar door for you. You grumlbe under your breath. "I did Damon, you just forgot." You whine.

Damon comes down to face level with you. Grasping onto the buckle to bolt you into the seaat for the ride back home. Your hand comes up to grab at his cheek. Trying to pull him in closer. "Whatever you're thinking of doing just don't pretty girl." Damon says. The latching of the buckle clicking, and before you know it the door is slamming shut and you watch as Damon walks around the car to the drivers door.

It's not until Damon is driving down the main street to get to the Salvatore residence that your hands get a mind of their own. They go from your lap, to tangled together, to just one of your thigh and the other traveling, in search of the meaty thighs of Damon. When you do finally manage to grab onto the meaty flesh the car swerves a bit. Making your shirek with both excitment and fear. "Missy if you don't put… move your hand." Damon demands. "But what if I don't wanna?" You say shaking your head in his direction. "Love, I know you okay. I know what your playing at and it's not happening." Damon says trying to control his voice.

"I'm not playing about anything." You can barely see Damon shake his head. You move wiggling beneath the belt, to get somewhat closer to Damon. "Please I just wanna touch you Damon!" You beg him. You can feel the heavy air that blows from his nose as he tries to push you away from him as he's driving down the road.

"NO." Damon says adamently. Pushing your wandering hands off his thighs and into your own lap. "Now be a good silent girl, and just sit there until we get home, and then you're going to bed." Damon demands. You huff, but sit there silently.

Just waiting to get home to annoy him further.

Completed on: 10/18/23

Posted on: 11/18/23

TVD-

Requests Master List // Drabble Master List // The Vampire Diaires Master List

[tomwambsgans]

conwilla marriage + tomgreg marriage

[dianashnaiders]

CAROLINE DOLEHIDE & OLGA DANILOVIC, Runner-Up and Winner of the 2024 Guangzhou Open

[2019mordor]

If Any Yall Takin Commissions n Can Make Art That Look Like This Or Know Somebody That Does Hmu Fr Need Some Sick Album Cover Art

[quiltofstars]

Caroline's Rose, NGC 7789 // Christian Vulpescu

[morningstargirl666]

TBBW SNEAK PEAK

Oh, Kol Mikaelson, my beloved:

Before long, they were pulling off the main road and driving through heavy, electric-powered iron-wrought gates that marked the entrance to the Mikaelsons’ private property. She ended up looking out the window at the trees that banked either side of the long, winding drive, fall leaves rustling in the night-time breeze and fluttering to the ground. A thin slither of the moon could just be glimpsed behind their gnarled branches, shining in the distance, before it was blocked out completely by the growing foliage. And then the encroaching woods finally parted completely, revealing the Mikaelson’s towering c-shaped mansion at the end of a circular drive in all its towering, alabaster glory. 

Caroline leaned further forward as the car pulled up alongside it, slowly looking up. The building looked darker tonight. Maybe it was the lack of golden fairy-lights littering the perfectly-sculpted hedges, or the absent flower arrangements decorating the entrance, but the house loomed more ominously than she remembered. There was just something about it — something that gnawed at her gut, twisting it into knots. It wasn’t for lack of light either: there were signs of life within the walls, windows on either side aglow with warm, yellow light, dark silhouettes passing by on the other side every so often. The hanging porch light that reminded her of the White House was even on, chasing the shadows away. 

No, this wasn’t about the dark that lingered at the edges of the house (if it even could be called that, look at the size of that thing—). What unnerved her was how still it was, like she was staring up at a mountain; jagged and unyielding, splitting the horizon straight in half—

—An ancient god standing among infants.

Her eyes flickered to Kol, already getting out of the car. He looked impatient, a displeased curl to the edge of his mouth. He took his sunglasses off as he looked up at his home, gaze scanning around them, narrowing on the dark treeline that bordered the woods. Searching. Calculating. Checking for threats, she realised. He turned his head slightly and caught her looking, meeting her eyes through the glass. The chestnut brown of his eyes looked black in the dark, absent of anything human. Like looking into an empty room. 

Caroline swallowed.

[bitchthefuck1]

One of the things that stands out the most to me about succession on the rewatch is how many hugely significant plot points only happen because at some point someone was feeling petty.