#C: Caroline Forbes

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( Caroline Forbes & Klaus ) From Here - with @insufferablemonsters

【❖】  ――――     Caroline  hesitated  for  a  moment,  her  eyes  scanning  Klaus's  formidable  figure.  She  knew  first  hand  about  his  reputation  and  the  danger  he  posed,  yet  there  was  something  undeniably  alluring  about  him.  She  couldn't  help  but  be  drawn  to  him,  as  if  she  had  always  been  destined  to  follow  in  his  footsteps.  Her  heart  skipped  a  beat  at  the  sight  of  him,  looking  even  more  captivating  than  ever.  She  had  hoped  that  this  day  would  come,  and  although  it  was  sudden,  she  knew  she  couldn't  let  the  opportunity  pass  her  by.  ❝  Klaus...  ❞  She  began,  a  hint  of  nervousness  in  her  voice.  ❝  I  hate  to  admit  it,  but  I've  realized  that  I  can't  stay  in  Mystic  Falls  anymore.  I  need  something  different,  something  more  exciting  in  my  life.  ❞  She  paused  for  a  moment,  taking  in  his  reaction  and  then  a  deep  breath  to  continued.  ❝  I've  been  thinking  about  it  for  a  while,  and  I've  decided  to  join  you  in  New  Orleans.   ❞

At  the  moment  she’d  rather  not  speak  much  less  think  about  Tyler.  She  took  a  step  closer  to  him,  her  eyes  locked  with  his.  ❝  Everything  you  said  about  there  being  more  to  the  world  than  just  Mystic  Falls,  it  got  me  thinking  of  how  much  I  wanted  to  see  it.  ❞  Just  coming  here  the  air  was  thick  with  the  scent  of  jambalaya,  jazz  music,  and  the  hum  of  people  going  about  their  business.  So  much  different  than  what  she  was  used  to.  She  had  never  shown  her  true  feelings  to  him,  but  now  she  couldn't  help  but  let  them  slip.  ❝  Plus,  I  was  starting  to  miss  you  …  a  little.  ❞  None  of  this  by  any  means  meant  she  was  okay  with  him  feeding  off  innocent  people  like  the  poor  young  girl  in  his  grasp.  But  Klaus  was  Klaus  and  there  was  no  changing  that.

[ewnotstiles-a]

[ SOOTHE ]: after finding the clearly distressed receiver, the sender pulls them into a careful embrace, gently murmuring "hey…" to try and soothe them. ft. @lightfilled

panic stricken features found the blonde's face, gaze softening as he finally let a stray few tears slide down his cheeks. the grief of losing his mother had been long gone, until recently. the wound was reopened and the feelings were fresh. everywhere he went, he saw her face. whether it be in passing, or saw her features in the face of a stranger, stiles felt as though his heart was being torn from his chest all over again, just as it had the day that she'd died. "i keep seeing her.." he mumbled, swallowing hard as a hand wipes over his cheek, discarding the tears that had fallen. "my mom.. i see her everywhere i go, care." then, he lets her pull him into an embrace, a pained sob leaving his mouth, clinging onto his friend.

[hunterled]

"You know , after a full moon, we should hope for a few days of peace." He turned to them, chuckling softly to himself. He knew it was far from the truth, for towns such as Beacon Hills, peace was rarely on the agenda. In fact, he was readily waiting to hear of what destruction the previous evening caused. He was under no illusions that casualties had not been found, at the hands of wolves and vampires, no one was safe. @griefdawned

[ewnotstiles-a]

stiles smiled as she spoke, eyes softening as she did. he could see how much she cared for her husband, how much she loved him. and, from what she said, he could tell that the man was the perfect match for her. "he sounds amazing, care." a thought then crossed his mind, brows drawing together. allison.. she came back from the dead.. maybe caroline's husband could do the same? stiles saved that thought for later, as something to discuss with scott, for he did not want to get caroline's hopes up. @lightfilled

caroline forced a smile, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "it's....it's ok." it's not, it's really not. her hand moved to brush against his, squeezing lightly in silent thanks. "he was...he was incredible. one of the kindest people i ever met, and one of my best friends. he was there for me when...when no one else could be. he helped me through my mums death, when i was preganant....it was..it was one of the happiest days of my life when i married him."

[thefloatingwriter]

i love it when my creepy stalker vampire-werewolf hybrid not-boyfriend leaves gifts in my house after my mother only invited him in to save my life with his magical blood.

[piperslovebot]

Watching a Stelena video from one of my fave Stelena YouTubers and this is no hate to her at all (I love that video and we’re moots on twitter), but when I saw that one scene (again) in 4x07 where Caroline is like "no, he’s heartbroken" and clearly taking Stefan's side over Elena's, I just…

Like Elena and Caroline aren’t best friends, not in the slightest, but they’ve known each for most of their lives and for Caroline to take Stefan's side over Elena's instead of being there for both of them annoys me.

Caroline can be there for Stefan and Elena at the same time. She doesn’t have to take sides.

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx-archived]

what    kind    of    herb    are    you   ?

Cumin

You   see   yourself   so   clearly   that   you   can   see   the   gaping   hole   inside   you   where   you   lost   a   piece   long   ago.   It's   there   and   it's   ragged   and   painful   and   bleeding   and   you   don't   know   how   no   one   else   can   see   it   when   it   takes   up   so   much   of   your   awareness.   You   run   from   it,   fight   it,   try   to   find   it   but   nothing   bandages   up   that   hungry   mawing   void   inside   yourself   and   when   you're   tired,   uninspired,   you   swear   it   grows   and   grows.   You   promise   yourself   you   want   to   be   alone,   promise   yourself   that   you   want   to   be   different,   want   to   be   special,   love   having   this   hole   inside   you   and   point   it   out   in   words   or   song   or   jokes   and   stories   and   take   pride   in   that   pain,   in   your   uniqueness   in   this   world   of   grays   and   storm   clouds.   You   are   5   am   rain   on   asphalt   roads   and   sputtering   street   lamps.   You   are   petrichor   musings   and   messy   guitar   chords   and   a   thousand   contradictions   wrapped   inside   a   quiet   cry,   an   evening   of   coffee   and   jittering   hands   and   a   promise   that   you're   okay   or   that   you're   fine   until   you're   falling   apart   in   someone's   arms   or   messages   and   pretend   you're   alright   in   the   morning.   You   taste   so   strongly   but   sometimes   you   wonder   if   all   you   are   is   ash.

Tagged By: @sunnydalescoobiies ♥

Tagging: @preferscancer , @paranormaljunction ( Michael ) , @esoteriums ( Eric or Daryl ) , @hostiae ( Shane )

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx-archived]

【༶•⛧┈♛】     ――――    Caroline's   heart   clenched   at   Stefan's   words.   She   turned   to   face   him,   her   blue   eyes   filled   with   determination.   ❝   Stefan,   you're   not   driving   me   away   from   anything.   You're   important   to   me   too,   you   know.   ❞   She   placed   her   hand   gently   on   his   arm.   ❝   And   you   don't   have   to   go   through   this   alone.   That's   not   how   friendship   works.   ❞   She   paused,   searching   for   the   right   words.   ❝   Look,   I   know   I   can't   fix   everything   that's   happened   to   you.   But   I   can   be   here,   offering   bourbon   and   secret   hideouts   and   really   bad   jokes   if   that's   what   you   need.   ❞   She   smiled   softly.   ❝   Sometimes   just   having   someone   by   your   side   can   make   all   the   difference.   ❞   She   paused   for   a   moment.   ❝   When   I   got   turned   and   everyone   was   ready   to   stake   me   and   be   done   with   it,   you   stood   by   my   side.   You   helped   get   me   through   it,   and   look   at   us   now.   I   won’t   give   up   on   you,   just   like   you   didn’t   give   up   on   me.   ❞

They   sat   in   silence   for   a   moment,   the   weight   of   Caroline's   words   hanging   between   them.   Stefan's   gaze   remained   fixed   on   the   twinkling   lights   below,   but   Caroline   could   see   the   subtle   shift   in   his   expression,   a   flicker   of   something—gratitude,   perhaps—in   his   eyes.   She   bumped   her   shoulder   against   his   playfully.   ❝   Hey   I   thought   we   were   going   to   forget   about   all   this   heavy   stuff   for   a   while   and   just   enjoy   the   view   and   the   bourbon.   ❞   She   reached   for   the   bottle,   taking   a   long   swig   before   passing   it   back   to   Stefan.   ❝   So,   Mr.   Salvatore,   tell   me   something   I   don't   know   about   you.   Something   fun   and   totally   unrelated   to   all   the   drama   in   our   lives.   ❞

@paralyziingfears

stefan  couldn't  hold  back  the  smile  that  crept  up  on  his  lips  because  of  caroline's  happy-go-lucky  attitude.  as  miserable  as  he's  been,  he  did  appreciate  the  way  caroline  continued  to  bring  light  into  his  life  despite  everything  that  has  been  going  on,  everything  that  has  happened  to  him.  he  needed  that,  even  if  it  was  hard  for  him  to  admit  not  only  to  her  but  to  himself  as  well.  he  rolled  his  shoulders  casually,      ❝     there's  always  one  thing  you  can  count  on  when  it  comes  to  me,  and  that's  finding  the  booze    ❞     he  playfully  replied,  his  smile  still  hanging  off  his  lips  without  him  even  noticing  it.  caroline  just  brought  it  out  of  him  so  effortlessly.      ❝      i  can  go  for  some  quiet   …    ❞    he  nodded  in  agreement,  allowing  her  to  slink  her  arm  through  his  so  they  could  be  intertwined  while  they  strolled  to  the  famous  mystic  falls  clock  tower.  he  kept  close,  the  cool  breeze  rushing  against  them  but  not  bothering  the  vampires  in  the  slightest.  maybe  this  is  what  stefan  needed.  just  nice,  relaxed  company  with  nothing  but  the  quiet  that  emanated  from  nature.

stefan  continued  to  follow  in  the  blonde's  footsteps  as  they  reached  the  clock  tower,  arriving  at  its  backdoor  and  ready  to  be  ventured.  he  took  a  large  swig  from  the  bottle  of  bourbon  before  following  her  up  through  the  trap  door,  finding  the  both  of  them  inside  with  dim  lights  showed  the  vastly  open  space  inside  the  tower.  he  finished  pulling  himself  up  and  allowed  himself  to  enjoy  the  sight  of  the  town  below  them.  it's  been  awhile  since  stefan  really  enjoyed  the  way  life  could  be  beautiful  sometimes.  it's  been  difficult  lately;  he's  forgotten  all  about  life's  simplest  pleasures.  stefan  takes  a  seat  and  is  now  shoulder  to  shoulder  with  caroline,  his  legs  hanging  off  the  clock  tower  as  they  both  enjoyed  the  lights  below  them,  watching  people  pass  by  without  noticing  the  two  vampires  up  above.  he  takes  another  swig  and  then  nods  at  her  words,    ❝    makes  sense.  looks  like  you  can  get  some  valuable  alone  time  up  here.  i'll  have  to  remember  this   —        ❞     he  responded.  he  sighed  deeply,  looking  down  into  his  lap,      ❝     i'm  not  trying  to  put  all  of  this  on  you,  caroline.  the  last  thing  i  want  to  do  is  drive  you  away  from  the  things  that  are  important  to  you      ❞     he  begins  to  tell  her.  he  glances  over  at  her,      ❝     i  think  this  is  one  of  those  things  that  i  have  to  get  through  by  myself.    ❞

[ewnotstiles-a]

ft. @lightfilled

"jesus, you okay? you look like you haven't slept in days. you have bags, and i'm not talking about the gucci kind." stiles pointed out, smirking a little.

[cancerian-woman]

I won't be offended if you prefer to delete this but your post about Tyler had me thinking...

Caroline really made his grief over his mother dying about her so much so that she issued the worst ultimatum and left herself with...

A drunk old man that used to be her teacher.

A long time friend that never seemed like he got over Elena and definitely has codependent issues with his brother so much so that he sacrificed himself willingly a day after their wedding.

And a power hungry hybrid who gave her money he could more than afford to give and said pretty words but also tortured, enslaved and killed people she was connected to....and also definitely had codependent issues with his brother.

I cannot fathom it.

All true facts. It’s late here so a meta! :D

As a huge Forwood shipper and I’m equally very critical of them. It’s a great ship for them both at first, then becomes a ship only for Caroline’s needs and development which isn’t fair to Tyler That Klaroline/Steroline shadow made those fans believe Tyler was the worst Caroline could get. When in reality he was the BEST romantic partner and friend she ever had.

What upsets me more about that ultimatum that Caroline FORCED is that she’s the only one we see comforting Tyler after Carol’s death. Even before Carol died, and Tyler was skeptical about being alpha she uplifted him and Tyler heavily respected what she had to say and went full force with it. Mind you, this is the same Tyler that broke every bone in his body just to be with Caroline. Then re-agreed to slavery for Care. Forwood communicated with each other and called out their faults. The other tvdu ships weren’t doing that!—then we get this full arc of Caroline’s grief and remember she bluntly told Tyler to get over the fact that she hooked up with Klaus because of her impulses and she’s not good1!!1

The series wanted to bury Forwood and they did so in the worst ways imaginable. Caroline gets pregnant with Alaric’s babies forcibly. (I understand Candice was pregnant but they could’ve hid her belly so Caroline wasn’t pregnant.)-Oh and we can’t forget Alaric was in love with her and proposed.

Steroline was supposed to follow the friends to lovers build up the way Forwood did and it never appears that Stefan is all in the way Caroline is. Tbh, even before the wedding Stefan wanted out the relationship he tried multiple times to end things in s8. Caroline refused and wanted it to work. Building them up after Liz’s death was a choice. Stefan manipulated Caroline heavily to when it came Tyler and their relationship.

Klaroline has no obstacles to pass with them. Klaus may give Caroline pretty things, and money but emotionally he’s never shown to give Caroline any support. When Caroline saves Bonnie from those 12 witches which is her first huge kill(correct me if I’m wrong) since s2 she immediately goes to Klaus and he basically tells her to get away from him. Klaus mentions how she’s too good for that small town but Caroline had never said she hated her home. What she did hate was Klaus grown ass destroying shit. They never had a serious conversation about anything tbh. I did enjoy how Caroline called him out at first but TO’s “you aren’t the villain in my story.” Ruined that. Oh and lol these shippers get on Damon for his rape of Caroline yet somehow, someway excuses that Klaus attempted to rape Caroline too in Tyler’s body…. Anyways! I do think a lot of Klaroline is rooted in Klaus wanting control over Tyler, and Caroline is a way to exert control over Tyler because of his love for her.

Okay this is long af, sorry! To end this off Tyler loved Caroline for who she was. He never wanted her to change, he valued and respected her. Never abused her or anyone she loved. He listened to what she had to say. Caroline’s other love interests NEVER saw her the way Tyler did. Btw, I wish people understood Tyler never, not once slutshamed Caroline for having sex with someone else. He was only mad that she slept with Klaus as if Klaus did not ruin Tyler’s life and murdered his mother. There’s obviously a reason Caroline didn’t want Tyler to know and continued to ignore the boundaries he placed up in s5 so they could just go back to the way SHE wanted them to be. It’s sad they were ruined because 5B of Forwood has moments where you can forget their broken up just based on Forwood’s chemistry. I forgot to add, some fans pretend Tyler couldn’t give Caroline a good life. Tyler wasn’t financially struggling, and would’ve done anything she asked of him. I think it’s a little problematic that Tyler did say everything he liked about himself was Caroline lol. But, he wanted nothing but her and their happiness. Just without the enslavement from Klaus.

Thank you for the ask!

[wastheheart]

Short Angst Starters

@for4bes asked: ❛ it was a nightmare, that’s all. ❜ (hello & thank you!)

Esme lingers awkwardly in the doorway. Even with the lack of light, Esme can see Caroline among sheets. The blonde's voice is a relief to hear after the familiar sound of night terrors plaguing her, but Esme still can't help the way concern draws her brow together despite the other's reassurance.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she eventually asks, purposely grounding her feet below her to stop nervous shuffling. "I've got all night, morning and day," she offers in way of a joke.

[ewnotstiles-a]

"summoning the dead would be quite the party trick," he replied with a chuckle. "but, you're right, maybe i should be careful before i accidentally unleash some ancient evil spirit or something." stiles took another sip from his cup, his exaggerated grimace turning into a grin as he tasted the punch again. he nodded in agreement at her comment, his smile widening. "oh, absolutely. it's like the kind of drink that makes you raise an eyebrow and go, 'well, that's... interesting.'" he leaned slightly against the refreshment table, his gaze still fixed on her. there was something about her presence that felt comfortable, as if they had known each other for longer than the few exchanged words. "i'm stiles, by the way," he said, extending a friendly hand towards her. "nice to meet someone who shares my taste for daring punch choices."

when the stranger made a beeline for the refreshment table and sampled the punch with a comically exaggerated reaction, caroline couldn't help but chuckle softly to herself. with everything that had happened to her hometown, it seemed strange to have such a celebratory note to their arrival....but in a way it was comforting how it felt so much like mystic falls already.

"careful now," caroline quipped in response to his comment, her tone teasing. "you might end up summoning more than just the dead with that drink." she took a delicate sip from her cup, her expression feigning intrigue before breaking into a knowing grin. "though, i've definitely had worse. it's got a certain charm to it, don't you think?"

[heartunderneath]

@ofuntamedhearts

.

She had been the love of his life. Quite literally. As a young man, falling in love with Katherine hadn't been true enough to count. For all he had loved her, he hadn't known her. There was too much of her hidden for Stefan to refer back as true love. Elena, he had loved in his death and her humanity. When her death came about, she changed. He tried not to think about how he'd been unable to, or how he slotted easily with humanity then he did with what he was supposed to be--- death. Then came Caroline. Who had been his friend before she'd been anything more. Who made him feel human without meaning to, without him realizing. Who, somehow in her own death, became more alive then anyone he had ever known.

They hadn't had an easy journey, and if Stefan had any regrets it would be that he hadn't figured it out sooner. For as much as he wished for more time by her side, he also couldn't regret what took him away from her. Not when it ensured the safety of Caroline herself, her daughters, his brother--- as much as it hurt to not even say goodbye truly.... she should be mad at him. Probably would be. He deserved it. Stefan knew he deserved her fury. He still wanted to hug her anyway. Then, in an instant, everything stopped at once when his eyes met hers, and the words slipped from his lips. "I'm so sorry." For every moment he couldn't be with her, for the scar he left on her heart, for the promises-- the vows he made, that hadn't been kept.

[thefloatingwriter]

‘i love you, i’m sorry’ by gracie abrams but it’s s6 steroline.

[gunchamber]

“Stopping by with the S N A C K S, I thought we could watch movies”

                        ❛    a  woman  after  my  HEART  !!    ❜    krissy  goes  to  reach  for  the  snacks  that  seemed  to  be  the  least  steady  upon  the  mountainous  pile  the  blonde  had  held  in  her  arms  ,    a  gleeful  grin  when  caroline’s  face  is  fully  revealed  from  behind  a  bag  of  chips  .    happy  to  get  away  from  “  studying  “    krissy  lead  the  way  to  her  couch  ,    ❛    how  do  you  always  manage  to  know  when  i  need  you  the  most  ,    c.forbes  ?    you  don’t  have  my  dorm  bugged  do  you  ?    ❜    the  suspicious  inquiry  had  that  cheeky  krissy  undertone  that  showed  she  was  teasing  .    the  huntress  has  gotten  used  to  her  friend  being  able  to  hear  the  silent  bat  call  from  her  ,    the  “  please  come  save  me  ,    i’m  bored  !!  “    signals  that  caroline  just  always  seemed  to  detect  .  ❛    alright  ,    angel  ,    you  pick  out  the  movies    &    i’ll  whip  us  up  some  drinks  .    ❜

[mik0lson]

a smirk crossed the original vampire's face as he approached the blonde, eyes lighting up in mischief as she invited him to take a seat. a chuckle passed through parted lips, as he did as she asked. "you know, you're a lot prettier off canvas." kol spoke teasingly. "my darling brother may be talented. but.. nothing quite compares to raw beauty in the flesh." charm laced his every word, alongside a light teasing tone, knowing that his words would likely make the woman feel uncomfortable. or so he hoped.

location: mystic grill open to: all

right now it felt like colour coded words were her only saviour. a frown twisted the blonde's usually cheerful demeanour, blue eyes reading over the textbook as she copied down notes, four pens laid out beside the notebook to use. black, for general. red for critical thinking, blue for key terms to look up and green for things that would be useful for the future essay that this class likely would have.

if only sorting out original vampires and ancient witches could be as easy.

"you know i can literally hear you lurking, right? just sit down." she ordered, her gaze not moving from the notebook in front of her.