#Caroline Rush

[kindest-little-fella-in-town]

HEY STARDEW PEOPLE!!!!

do you like analysing the effects of evil corporations upon human beings a normal amount? do you want to save caroline from her dumb husband? do you just need to find a physical method by which to watch evil old men melt on a fire?

if the answer to any of those questions is “yes,” you should check out my new sdv shopkeeper keyrings!!!!

the keyrings are one-sided + 3 inches tall, and they all come with a silver flower clasp and a protective film on the front of the acrylic to prevent shipping damage. each order also includes a free sticker of whichever design you chose!

they’re £7 each, + £5 international shipping (or £2 if you’re in the UK!). there are 8 of each character in stock as of right now, but i’ll try to update this periodically to keep track of numbers! 😁

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[arachnidcakery]

tosses these near you like pamphlets and runs away <3

[cyber-corp]

2023: The year of all time

This felt like the first year post-COVID where things really kicked into high gear for me personally. My new year's resolution was that I would go out and have fun for once.

And had fun I did.

I did some voicework reading for a story podcast, I went to a bunch of amazing concerts (nothing beats seeing Weird Al for my birthday!), and I sorted out a bunch of RL stuff and put a neat little bow on it. Thank goodness.

But fuck all that sappy shit: Here's a small collection of things I really enjoyed this year!

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse: An excellent sequel to a seemingly unfollow-uppable first film. Takes everything from ITSV, and amps it up to twenty with a stunning visual style, a sonically fitting soundtrack, and a meta-commentary on the nature of Spider-Man's character and whether they really deserve all the tragedy thrown at them.

Aunty Donna's Coffee Cafe: The guys who made Pud did another show, this time with funding from the Australian Government! While stripped back in its setting, they continue to provide the same stupid bullshit that put me into laughing fits as they did with their Netflix show. Haven't they done well.

Scott Pilgrim Takes Off: I think when people heard about "An animated Scott Pilgrim show with the live-action cast and Edgar Wright producing", they did not expect "A proper dissection of Ramona Flowers' character and her motivations, as well as her own journey of forgiving the Evil Exes. Also lots of yaoi." Scott Pilgrim continues to dominate as the premier "guy learns not to be a shithead" franchise.

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Live in Accor Stadium: The Peppers prove their pertained power as performers by playing the purest psalms in their prospectus from the past 35 years (eugh, what a mouthful). Flea came out, did a 30-second handstand, waved and said hello to the moon and then got up some people littering in the crowd. Their life is more than just a read-through.

Caroline Polachek - Desire, I Want to Turn Into You: I had absolutely no clue who Caroline was before I listened to this album. I now realise that she might just be the person that pop needs right now. A soaring collection of songs destined to become classics down the line, like a greatest hits compilation that doesn't exist. We're all on Caroline's island, and we ain't leaving.

Bomb Rush Cyberfunk: I kept my eye on this game as it was developing, and it was absolutely worth it to see it come through in the end. Satisfying gameplay that requires you to learn how to combo to progress, an addicting artstyle inspired by Y2K, and the soundtrack. Holy fuck the soundtrack. I just can't get enuf.

Weird Al Yankovic - TUROTRSIIIVT: Man, what a title. Emu Phillips come out swinging with jokes I did not expect, and then Weird Al comes out aggressively swinging, with all the songs you don't know him for. He then did a polka melody of his parodies, did a ritual halfway through, and then ended the concert on a high note. Only the best from Strange Alfred.

Doctor Who 2023 Specials: That bastard David Tennant returning led me down the rabbit hole known as watching Doctor Who, and did it ever pay off more than these specials. A trans woman saves the day and the Doctor realises he's bi, black, and needs therapy. A magnificent close on a chapter of one of the greatest sci-fis ever, and a bright step into the future.

The Hyperfixation of the Year award goes to none other than

Homestuck, everyone's favourite webcomic! Everyone's.

And I think that's partly because I joined this website to begin with. I probably say this all the time, but leaving Reddit was probably the best decision I could have made at that time. As much as I reminisce, the communities I was in began to get a little stale. Same jokes, same shitposts, a different day. Tumblr in some strange way, is not that. It feels less like a big communal website and more like a collection of small towns spread across a large spot of land. Calm and village-like, you know?

So to all my mutuals, my followers, to the people that liked and reboggled my stinky posts, to all that offered mealworms and crickets in my askbox, thank you. "Gecko Boy" might just be a silly lil joke in the grand scheme of things, but it's a fun joke to play into.

Whatever comes next year, I know I've got the energy to keep going. Have a good 2024 everybody. <3

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Ivan/Riley/Chase playlist!

Here it is: the big guns. The magnum opus of this series. The fic that started it all and is also somehow the one I've most recently updated. The holy grail slow-burn poly-shipping mutual-pining Soulmate AU and the longest fic in this series by a long shot (if only due to the fact that I stopped updating the Ziggy/Scott one, and even that was not a slow burn). I left y'all on tenterhooks for MONTHS as I updated this thing and whenever I want inspiration for writing slow-burns I come back to this fic. It meant so much to get to write asexual Riley and his soulmates' supportive reactions as well as Kaylee's aromantic journey, too!

Also, apparently it's the most kudosed one in the Dino Charge fandom? And the second-most viewed? So thank y'all so much! Once again, I cannot believe that these passion project rarepair fics have spoken so well to the good people of the power rangers fandom. I started this series when I was eighteen (I wrote the vast majority of it at eighteen) and a freshman in college and I got so much joy from writing all of these traumatized idiots sitting within stories that were just begging for a bit of tweaking/exploring. Thank you all so much for coming along this journey with me over the years- it means more than I can say!

@skyland2703 @madhare0512 @khruschevshoe @liveinalovelyway @disastardly @augment-techs @infinitysgrace @our-raven-strife-universe @estel-eruantien @miss-morgans-lover

[hyperactivewhore]

Can't let gang know the ending of TVD physically and emotionally destroyed me

[possible-streetwear]

Die Mannequin - Care Failure

Born on April 30, 1986, in Toronto, Canada. Died March 26, 2023, aged 36.

[morningstargirl666]

I just finished reading through The Big Bad Wolf and have loved it. I can’t wait for more!! Any updates or news?

Hi! So happy to hear you loved it! ❤️✨

I'm currently in the process of editing/rewriting TBBW right now! I've also outlined chapter 36 and started writing some of the dialogue, but I'm hesitant to start writing it in its entirety because I feel like I'm going to end up changing a lot of TBBW and want it all up to date before I fully commit my attention to the next chapter. I'm not changing anything plot-line wise, but I am making tweaks to the lore, character development, etc. It's still the same story, but now that the first 35 chapters are written, I find I'm going back and adding bits that you'd normally see in 'filler' episodes. Anything and everything that develops characters, relationships or lore - or even just there simply because I find it fun and enjoyable. I keep reminding myself that writing these first 35 chapters was me stuffing sand into buckets and now, with time to edit, I can finally make the sandcastles: carve turrets and staircases, mount flags and add seashells, adding every scrap of detail that will ultimately make this story come alive.

For example, chapter 5 on its own, has 6.5K of entirely NEW unseen content added to it so far (it's not posted yet, nor are any other edits for TBBW, so don't get too excited). And that's not counting the scene between Sam and Kiera on the phone, which has been re-written completely for the most part. There is also at least one more new scene I still want to write. If the chapter gets too long, it might mean splitting it in two and re-organising the chapters again, like I did for chapter 11 and 12 a while ago when I edited them.

Chapter 5, I hope, is an outlier and most chapters won't have as much done to them. Chapter 1 is edited and finished, yet its mostly the same except for grammar corrections. Though Chapter 2 has a deeper insight into Klaus' mindset - particularly his pure dislike for doppelgangers - purely because it's fun for me, as well as highlighting the development of his character between The Little Wolf and the start of TBBW. There's also going to be an extra canon forwood scene at the end of that chapter, as I want to develop them more, in preparation for when I destroy the relationship in the future chapters after 35. But who nows - all the chapters centered around the Mikaelson Ball I'm eyeing hungrily, my mind whizzing with a few ideas on how I might expand on them a little bit. I also want to focus more on the hybrids, which until now I've kinda ignored.

I know it may be a little disappointing, to hear the next chapter update is a long way off yet. But I don't want to rush this. I want to savour it, every single second. And who knows, by the time you get chapter 36, you won't just be getting a 20k chapter - you'll be getting a 50k bonus update of brand new content as well, sprinkled throughout the first 35 chapters. The word count is going to be over 400k by the time I update the next chapter, probably closer to 450k, I'm almost sure of it.

I can't promise when the next chapter will arrive, but I can promise this:

It will be worth the wait.

[petruchio]

coming home to my parents house filled w melancholy bc as much as i love my little apartment in the city what i really want is a home of my own where i can write novels in a little office that overlooks the ocean and spend every night with my family having wine with dinner and cups of tea and kissing someone i love good night. repeating to myself like a mantra: i can create a home of my own one day. i already have within me what it takes to build the life i want to live.

[personinthepalace]

Day 8 in NY: The Play That Goes Wrong!!! aka our last show

[katierosefun]

you know that you’re overstimulated when you don’t even want to listen to music or audiobooks

[purplesigebert]

Happy Birthday Erica!

I hope your day is full of good food, friends, Willow and Pen snuggles and the Sims @bellemorte180!

I've been working on something for you!

like you’d get your knuckles bloody for me

Title is from Taylor Swift, obvi, and can be applied to both Bonnie and Klaus from Caroline's perspective.

Outsider pov, gold rush elements, and dark elements thrown in for you. Hope you like it!

San Francisco, 1852

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, making her glance around the dank alley. This night was truly going from bad to worse. Fog was rolling in and the heels of her boots squelched in the mud. Between one thought and the next, a downpour blinked into existence, turning the already slick mud road into a treacherous path. The witch grimaced as her dark hair came loose from her up do and hung around her face.  She muttered a spell under her breath to keep herself from being soaked.

She was not looking forward to cleaning the debris from her hem, and there was an appointment on the other side of town that she could not be late for. The agreement between the species was only being held together by a thread.  The wolves were getting testy and the vampires were breaking the fragile treaty more recklessly than ever. The locals could not be harmed, though with the sudden influx of migrants, hoping to become rich from gold, the line of who was and was not an acceptable meal was becoming blurred.

The Original Family was not being helpful.  Her coven had been hopeful that Elijah would have a plan to rein in Klaus, but Bonnie had doubts on his capability, given past events. There was a reason that the dark-haired Original’s was known to sacrifice everything for his Machiavellian younger brother. Not to mention that Kol had recently arrived from New Orleans, and where he went, trouble and chaos followed.  She didn’t know how to feel about how his eyes would trace her figure as they sat in the same coven meeting.

The coven Elders thought that vampires were abominations and aberrations in nature, but even they could not refuse the vast resources of grimoires and magical knowledge that Kol Mikaelson had amassed over his long life. 

She stumbled to a stop in the middle of the alleyway, or she would have if she wasn’t trying to stop her boots from sinking further into the muck. There sitting in a perfect circle of moonlight was the lapis lazuli engagement ring that Caroline had found while panning for gold in the river last week.  Her blonde friend had told her of a mysterious figure in the fog that kept watching her, waiting, in case she needed help; if she fell in and was carried downriver, unable to fight the strong current, her legs caught in the long length of her voluminous skirts.

The ring that Bonnie had watched her friend send back to Klaus; multiple times, each with a fond eye roll and a reminder that she was being courted by Mr. Donovan.  Bonnie did not know who her blonde friend was trying to convince more, Klaus Mikaelson or herself.  The actions and words that she spoke to and of him were more teasing than rebuking. The looks exchanged across the market square and the drawings he left for her showed that he was courting Caroline as well, even if she was not verbally acknowledging his suit.

Bonnie followed the drops of blood that littered the ground, that began at the ring, then melding into a trail, to find that they led to the massacred body of Matthew Donovan.

In truth, massacred was a…. kind word for the scene that she was currently gaping at.  The Mikaelsons knew the importance of being discreet; so why was Mr. Donovan’s entrails spread across the dirty lane, his heart in a corner, and his throat torn out?

The smell of dead leaves and blood in the air intensified as a vampire whooshed in front of her.  His sandy blond hair was curling in the front, and there were a few drops of blood dotting his collar. Not for the first Bonnie mused on how vampires were truly unassuming creatures, their prey didn’t know how truly in over their heads they were, right until their last moments.  The Mikealson were prime examples of this.

Her heart thumped at the shock of his sudden appearance before she glared at the man in front of her.

“Why am I not surprised that this,” she gestured to the eviscerated body lying between them, “was your fault?”

“Come now Miss Bennett, I thought that with your acquaintance with Kol, you would be willing to give me the benefit of the doubt.”

She scoffed at him, “Kol and I’s relationship is none of your business. Your time would be better managed concerning yourself with Caroline's reaction to this.”

She motioned to the bloody mass of flesh.

He smirked, “I am not worried about sweet Caroline’s response; besides, she has never quite hid her blushes around me well enough. In time you will learn, that I always get what I want, little witch, and that something as minuscule as a milquetoast suitor, is not an obstacle that bores thinking of.”

Bonnie hadn’t a high opinion of Matthew Donovan but still he hadn’t deserved to die; she would have settled for sending him on a permanent mission to Europe. It was clear now, why Rebekah had been spending so much time with the human, when it was rumoured that she had a lover named Marcel back in New Orleans.  It likely hadn’t taken too much of an effort from the blonde vampire to convince Donovan to cease ingesting his daily dose of vervain. 

The foolish man likely hadn’t even realized that his ring was missing.

His death was inevitable, but perhaps it wouldn’t have been so gruesome if he had been faithful to Caroline.

“Perhaps Caroline will say that she needs time to process the sudden death of her beau, or more likely, she will use the mourning period as an excuse to turn me away from her door.  Regardless, I have all the time in the world to wait for her; she has expressed an interest in turning.”

He glanced down at the bloody, beautiful ring. “Quite an interesting coincidence that that ring found its way to Caroline.“

In the distant Californian hills, a wolf howled. The rain was slowing, the wind stilling.

“It was a pleasure speaking with you Miss Bennett, I will see you at the meeting, we must do everything we can to protect the town, I have heard that there is a crazed murderer on the loose!”

There was a manic smile on his face as he sketched a shallow bow before walking over, placing a kiss on her knuckles, and speeding away. Bonnie shivered when she saw the remnants of Matthew’s blood on her hands. 

She found it difficult to pry her heels from the mud, evidence of how long she had been standing there talking to Caroline’s terrifyingly resolute admirer.

[kindest-little-fella-in-town]

thinking about this one au i had where morris winds up working for pierre… this audio was too good to pass up

[incorrectsibunaquotes]

the fact that this could be canon dialogue is what makes it funny

[faeryworlds]

TAG DROP PART 1

[theres-no-you-and-i]

*listening to taylor swift around literally any normal person i’m remotely comfortable with* don’t say this is so caroline forbes core don’t say this is so caroline forbes core don’t say this is so caroline forbes core don’t say this is so caroline forbes core don’t say-

[graceandfamily]

Princess Grace of Monaco, with her children, Caroline and Albert, and United States Ambassador Kenneth Rush during American Election Night at Maison de la Radio, Paris, November 3, 1976, France.