#caroline stark

[deutschrapfinest]

Ich kann es nicht beschreiben, wie viel wert du bist, denn neben dir fühl ich mich stark.

Rosarot - Carolin Féron

[daenysthedreamer101]

Mood boards masterlist

Hello and welcome ☺✨💓

Here you will find all the fandoms I like and all the mood boards I made.

General Masterlist

ASOIAF (GOT & HOTD)

House Targaryen

Daenys the Dreamer

Aegon the Conqueror

Queen Visenya

Queen Rhaenys

Princess Rhaenyra

Queen Rhaenyra

Prince Daemon

Princess Rhaenys, the Queen Who Never Was

Baela and Rhaena Targaryen

Aegon II

Prince Aemond One-Eye

Princess Helaena

Prince Rhaegar

Prince Viserys

Daenerys Stormborn

How a Targaryen princess might style herself

Daenerys and her female ancestors

Daenerys and her male ancestors

Targaryens and their dragons

Daemon x Rhaenyra

Daenerys conquering KL

Mother of Dragons

Book!Rhaenyra

House Lannister

Cersei Lannister

Jaime Lannister

House Stark

Robb Stark

Sansa Stark

Arya Stark

Jon Snow

House Arryn

Queen Aemma Arryn

House Greyjoy

House Tyrell

Margaery Tyrell

House Martell

Prince Oberyn

House Baratheon

House Tully

Lady Catelyn

House Velaryon

Lord Corlys, the Sea Snake

Laena Velaryon

Laenor Velaryon

Jacaerys Velaryon

Lucerys Velaryon

Miscellaneous

Lady Ashara Dayne

HARRY POTTER

House Slytherin

POV: You're Draco's sister

House Ravenclaw

House Hufflepuff

House Gryffindor

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

Vampires

Mystic Falls

Lexi

Elena Gilbert

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

Katherine Pierce

Katherine Pierce II

Stefan Salvatore

Damon Salvatore

Finn

Elijah

Klaus

Kol

Rebekah

Kassandra (OC)

Pt 1

POV: You're one of the Mikaelsons

Rebekah x Kassandra

Elijah x Kassandra

Klaus x Kassandra

Kol x Kassandra

Finn x Kassandra

Stefan x Elena

MARVEL/MCU

Loki

MISCELLANEOUS

POV: You're the wife of Michael Corleone

POV: You're an actress and a part of the HOTD cast

[godblooded]

honest to god whenever anyone’s like ‘you can’t cast the same person as two people!’ i’m like… i’m glad you’ve never met a doppelgänger.

[aamphitriite]

Hii, nothing to post here right now but I've been working on more c.ai bots!!

I'm trying to go alphabetically by first time-- while doing requests. They're numbered in the way that they will show up on c.ai. I try to do four of each character to start off with and ill work up from there.

Other than that I really am spitting bots out, some are show/movie based, some are from imagines I've seen here on Tumblr and or Wattpad. Others are some I pulled from my ass, like Jon Snow, his are lowkey ASS my bad ong.

I mostly make my bots 3rd person POV! but feel free to request another pov.

ANYWAYS BYE BRUH

link to my c.ai link to the request form

I'm just gonna use this as a character guide. Any character listed is who I have currently made a bot for.

tbm = to be made.

01. ❅ - game of thrones - 13/?

𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐢 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

𝐉𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐉𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰

𝐉𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭

𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐨

𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰

𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐞

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐣𝐨𝐲

𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐓𝐲𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

02. 𓆰𓆪 - house of the dragon- game of thrones - 11/?

𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐮𝐥𝐥

𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞

𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧

𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

03. 𓄧 - the walking dead - 6/?

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧

𝐆𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧 𝐑𝐡𝐞𝐞

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐑𝐡𝐞𝐞

𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

04.𖤐 - supernatural - 5/?

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐥

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

05. ⚕- grey's anatomy

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06. 𓍝 - criminal minds

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07.⛧- the vampire diaries

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08. 𖧶 - the originals

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09. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 - legacies

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10. ⸸ - the witcher

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11. ⩜⃝ - marvel

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12. 𓍯- DC

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13. ✾ - others

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[nika-neangel16]

•The best thing in our life is love

[movies-to-add-to-your-tbw]

Title: Chasing Liberty

Rating: PG-13

Director: Andy Cadiff

Cast: Mandy Moore, Matthew Goode, Stark Sands, Caroline Goodall, Jeremy Piven, Annabella Sciorra, Briony Glassco, Sam Ellis, Terence Maynard, Mark Harmon, Lewis Hancock, Garrick Hagon, Zac Benoir, Jan Goodman, Robert Ashe, Tony Jayawardena, Beatrice Rosen

Release year: 2004

Genres: romance, comedy

Blurb: Unable to experience life like a normal 18-year-old, the President's daughter escapes from her entourage of Secret Service agents while travelling in Europe. She falls in love with a handsome British stranger...who just so happens to be working undercover for her father.

[p-taryn-dactyl]

"new" fandom/character writing list:

hi! a lot of the fandoms/characters on this list aren't new but I have gotten rid of a few so I just wanted to share which characters and fandoms I write for!

+ - platonic (x reader)/ship only (non x reader) <3 - romantic (x reader) ** - request only (will only write if asked)

marvel:

agatha harkness <3

yelena belova +

moon knight (all characters) + <3

tony stark +

kate bishop <3

wanda maximoff <3

natasha romanoff + <3

loki <3 +

riordanverse:

percabeth +

thalia grace <3

piper mclean <3

reyna avila ramirez-arellano <3

tvd/originals:

damon salvatore <3

stefan salvatore +

bonnie bennet <3

caroline forbes <3

elijah mikaelson <3

klaus mikaelson +

rebecca mikaelson <3

elena gilbert +

wizarding world:

grindeldore +

harry potter <3 +

hermione granger <3 +

ron weasley <3 +

(ask about other characters)

stargate:

sg-1 team +

janet fraiser <3

vala mal doran <3

the mummy:

pretty much any character tbh <3 + **

thank you for reading!! if you have any questions, plz ask me! also, if you have character you would like to read fics about but they're not on my list, you can always send me an ask to see if i'll write for them!!

<3 y'all

[figureskatingcostumes]

Caroline Kravets and Jacob Stark skating to The Human League and Depeche Mode at the 2024 Youth Olympics.

(Source: oisphotos.com)

[inkpotsprite]

God forbid these characters be human, emotional, imperfect or complex in any way. Apparently we only love male (usually white) characters for that.

female protagonists will literally go through 30 life altering traumas at the age of 16 and you ppl still have the audacity to call them annoying bc they cry about it and act like teenage girls

[l0nglives]

um , i don't care what filloni or lucas says , satine & obi-wan were much older than fifteen during the year on the run. unless discussed beforehand , my satine was seventeen & would celebrate her eighteenth birthday two months in. so , yes , teenagers , but not that young.

[rafecameronssl4t]

Can I please get smth with rafe x thorton!reader where shes confronted by topper’s ex girlfriend or something bc she got cheated on

Ruined Heels || Rafe Cameron x Thorton!reader

A/n: kinda sorta dislike this but thank you for the request!!

Warnings: vomiting? swearing idk what else lmk

Word count: 952

MASTERLIST (rafe x thornton!reader au masterlist)

Divider by @yoonitos

mood board “You ain't never had the feds investigate you. You ain't never had the bad hoes wanna date you.”

Your heeled foot taps rhythmically on the polished wooden floor, perfectly in sync with the pounding beat of the music that fills the house, the bass reverberating through every room.

“And then she started a hissy fit like she always does,” Sarah says, rolling her eyes dramatically as she recounts Kiara’s latest outburst. Her voice carries a mix of exasperation and amusement, a combination that makes you snort with laughter. You tilt your head back, letting the cool liquid slide down your throat before setting the empty glass on the table beside you.

“Hey,” Rafe’s voice cuts through the chatter and music, drawing your attention. He strides over with a confident smirk, “Wanna go upstairs?” He asks, his fingers drumming lightly on your crossed knee, sending a shiver up your spine as you look up at him.

“Gross,” Sarah mutters under her breath, clearly unimpressed with Rafe’s suggestion. You glance at her, “Will you be okay?” you ask, concern lacing your voice as you prepare to stand. Rafe reaches out to help you, his hands gentle yet firm as they grasp your waist, pulling you to your feet. His fingers brush against your dress, tugging it back into place as it rides up slightly.

“Yeah, I think I saw Kaycee in the kitchen,” Sarah replies with a sigh, her expression softening as she gets up from the sofa. She gives you a reassuring nod, her eyes briefly meeting yours before she turns towards the kitchen.

You nod back as Rafe leads you away. His hand remains on the small of your back, as you both weave through the crowd to get to the stairs. Just as you’re about to step onto the first stair, a blonde girl suddenly grabs your arm, pulling you back with unexpected force.

“Excuse me?” you say, furrowing your brow at the girl, your confusion evident. Rafe pulls you protectively against him, his grip tightening as his anger flares. “What the hell is your problem?” he demands, his voice sharp and furious.

The girl stands before you, her appearance a stark contrast to her fury. Tears stream down her face, her hair a tangled mess, and her lipstick smeared across her chin. Her hands tremble as she points a finger accusingly at you. “Your brother is the biggest fucking douche I’ve ever met!” she shouts, her voice cracking with emotion.

You and Rafe exchange incredulous glances, both stunned by her outburst. The disbelief in your eyes mirrors Rafe’s as you struggle to process the situation. “I’m sorry, who exactly are you?” you ask, raising an eyebrow. She scoffs, “Caroline, your brother’s girlfriend! Or ex-girlfriend now, since he just dumped me for someone else!” she yells furiously.

You never supported your brother’s behavior of sleeping around and breaking up with girls left and right, but practically everyone on the island knew what kind of person he was. Topper was notorious for his inability to maintain a relationship for any length of time.

“What’s that got to do with me?” you ask, shrugging nonchalantly as her eye twitches in frustration. Rafe stands behind you, his hand resting on your hip, watching the scene unfold with amusement. “He’s—” Caroline begins, her voice rising in anger, but you cut her off sharply, “You knew what kind of guy my brother was, so why did you even bother?”

Caroline stands there in silence, her eyes darting around as the partygoers watch. She takes a hesitant step forward, and you raise an eyebrow, curious about her next move. Suddenly, her face contorts with a pained expression. She brings the back of her hand to her mouth, but it’s too late. She bends over, vomiting on the floor, causing a collective gasp from the crowd.

“Oh my god,” you mutter, stepping back quickly to avoid the spreading mess. Rafe, standing behind you, looks like he’s about to gag, his hand covering his mouth. You instinctively reach out and pat Caroline’s back, offering what little comfort you can as she remains hunched over.

“What’s going on here?” Topper’s voice booms as he pushes through the crowd. He reaches you, his eyes scanning the scene before landing on Caroline. He sighs loudly, fingers pressing into his temples as if to ward off a headache. “Shit,” he mutters under his breath.

Caroline slowly lifts her head, her eyes meeting Topper’s with a mix of anger and embarrassment. Without warning, she swats your hand away, straightens up, and runs off, disappearing into the crowd of partygoers. The crowd parts for her, whispering amongst themselves, while you and Rafe exchange a bewildered glance.

Topper stands there, rubbing his forehead, clearly frustrated. “Great, just great,” he mumbles. “Did you really have to break it off tonight?” You mutter, giving your brother an annoyed look as he rolls his eyes “Oh, I’m sorry, Princess. Did she ruin your shoes or something?” Topper lifts his hands up in mock surrender, his tone sarcastic. “Get fucked, Topper,” You scoff, “let’s go,” You pull Rafe with you.

"Good to see you, Top," Rafe pats his shoulder, a smile gracing his lips before he lets you walk him upstairs (walk him like a dog sis).

[wise-writer-girl]

Alrighty @destiel-wings, im no psych major or anything but I see Dean and i've gotta think either authority problems, or forced to be super mature in your childhood, but i could be wrong?? You probably feel responsible for things that are out of your control, and you try to support everyone else around you even when you're not doing well yourself. That said, it's all a guess since I don't know any of the other 3 loll

To help everyone out, in descending order: Alex Dunphy (Modern Family), Katie Cooper (Alexa and Katie), Tony Stark/Iron Man (MCU), Caroline Forbes (The Vampire Diaries Universe)

no pressure to anyone I tag lol: @spnjohnlocked, @sarah1barnes, @four-of-cups, @demonbloodenthusiast, @pinkdean, @sublimeobjectenthusiast

Making a tag game cause I can

Rules: post 4 fictional characters you relate to and assume something about the person you reblogged from based on their characters

No pressure tag! @sidneyoftheblackwoods @mqstermindswift @stars-and-birds @zenilvar @forever-chained-to-myself @themidnightarcher @skeelly @thepencilsnameissteve @thislove-taylorsversion @thislifeissweeterthanfiction @swiftieannah @a-pessimistic-swiftie @catastrxblues @jellycanon @what-about-wendy and anyone else who wants to join<3

[the-halloween-jack]

The Day Before ➳ Damon Salvatore x Reader, Part 2.

Synopsis: The reader knows she is dying, and to save Damon from the pain of her death, she makes an extremely difficult decision. However, the aftermath of this decision takes a great toll on Damon and the people who know him. Damon Salvatore x Fem!Reader Platonic!Stefan Salvatore x Fem!Reader Platonic!Caroline Forbes x Fem!Reader WARNINGS: Angst, Death.  A/N: This is part two to a one-shot I posted a while ago, this piece will not make much sense without having read it. Masterlist Words: 1,859 Part One

Stefan could tell something was awry the moment he stepped through the doors of the old boarding house. The air inside was palpable, as if every molecule was weighed down with a tension — a stillness that pressed against his heightened senses, thick and unnatural. Damon was sitting in front of the fireplace, his silhouette stark against the warm glow of the flames, though there was nothing warm about this scene. His posture, Stefan noted, usually so full of restless energy, was eerily composed. Too composed. His gaze was fixed ahead, unblinking, the light flickering in his eyes was like a dull echo of something that had long since burned out.

Stefan took a careful breath; he was not sure why, but his instincts screamed that something was wrong.

The blood on Damon’s hands was subtle at first, easy to miss, but it did not take long for the dried crimson to catch Stefan’s eye, it crept up Damon’s knuckles, stark and seeped within the crevices of his pale, illuminated skin.

‘Damon?’ 

Stefan called out, his voice cautious, wary, like he was approaching a predator lying in wait. But there was no answer. Damon did not so much as flinch, his expression a mask of chilling indifference, eyes as lifeless as the logs slowly burning to cinder before him.

Stefan swallowed hard, the dread inside him growing heavier by the second. 

‘Damon,’ he repeated, stepping closer, his shoes tapping softly against the hardwood floor. He kept his voice calm, but he struggled to hide the tension underneath. 

‘What happened?’

For a moment, it was as if Damon had not even heard him. He remained silent, his face void of any feeling; it was as if he was not even present in the room—like his body was there, but his mind, his soul, had retreated somewhere unreachable. The lack of reaction was more terrifying than any outburst, more unnerving than any fit of rage. Damon, who thrived on conflict, on drama, was sitting there… deadened.

Stefan clenched his fists, trying to keep his voice steady, but he couldn’t suppress his rising panic. 

‘Damon, talk to me. What did you do?’ 

Stefan’s gaze shifted, once again glancing at the blood-encrusted upon the hands of his brother. 

Still nothing. It was as though Stefan’s words were dissolving into the suffocating silence of the room. And then, finally, Damon’s eyes flickered, just barely. He turned his head slowly toward his brother, his movements languid, almost robotic. When he spoke, his voice was hollow, stripped of the usual sarcasm and wit that would linger in his tone. It was flat and mechanical. 

‘I did what I had to.’

Stefan’s heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing. That lifeless tone, the vacant look in his eyes—it was all too familiar. He had seen this before. Damon had turned it off. He had flipped the switch, shut down his emotions, locked away everything that made him… him. Stefan’s stomach twisted with dread.

‘No,’ Stefan whispered, more to himself than to Damon. His pulse quickened, the realisation like a slap to the face, stinging and sharp. Damon had turned it off, but why? What had driven him to this point? What had happened?

He took a step closer, his voice firmer now, though his urgency seeped through. 

‘Damon, what did you do?’

Damon did not respond immediately. His gaze drifted lazily back upon the flames, as if Stefan’s question was of no consequence, as if nothing mattered anymore. 

‘What I had to,’ he repeated, his voice cold and empty, devoid of the fire that usually burned beneath his words. 

‘What I needed to. It doesn’t matter now.’

Stefan’s hands twitched, frustration boiling beneath his skin. He could feel Caroline approaching behind them, her presence like a ripple disturbing an already tense atmosphere. He did not turn to look at her, but he could feel her eyes on Damon, wide and fearful.

‘Damon?’  She whispered, her voice soft, hesitant, as though she was afraid to speak too loudly. She took a cautious step forward, her gaze shifting between the brothers. 

‘What’s going on? Why—' She broke off, noticing the dried blood on his hands. Her face paled. 

‘Why do you have blood on your hands?’

Stefan shook his head slightly, his thoughts racing. He felt sick; unease crawled up his spine in an icy shiver.

‘He’s turned it off,’ he muttered, his voice barely audible.

Caroline’s breath hitched, her eyes growing wide with alarm. 

‘No…’ Her voice was thick with fear as she looked at Damon, whose expression remained indifferent as if none of this concerned him. 

‘Why? Why would he do that? What happened?’

Stefan’s heart dropped. The pieces were falling into place, but he did not want to believe it. He did not want to accept what Damon’s cold demeanour was screaming to him, wordless. He needed to see Y/N.

Damon stood up slowly, his movements deliberate, his eyes not even bothering to focus on Stefan or Caroline. 

‘I wouldn’t wait for her,’ he said, his voice flat, devoid of any emotion as he turned toward the door. Stefan shuddered, it was as though Damon was in his head, maybe he had been. Then his body tensed, Damon's words registering with him; a rush of panic flooded his system. 

‘Damon, what did you do?’

He did not answer. Without another word, Damon disappeared in a blur of supernatural speed, the door slamming shut behind him with an ominous finality. The room fell into a suffocating silence once more, but now the silence was darker, heavier with the weight of what they did not know. What they did not want to know.

Caroline’s voice trembled as she turned toward Stefan.

‘What does he mean? Stefan, what happened?’

Stefan clenched his jaw, his chest tightening as dread settled over him. They needed to find out.

The sun was setting as Stefan and Caroline approached Y/N’s home, as they got closer, it became apparent what was wrong, it hung in the air like an unspoken fact, they knew there was only one thing that could push Damon to this state, one event that could force him over the edge. Neither of them wanted to admit what it meant; they evaded this truth so its awful pending reality could not hurt them, but the silence around the house was heavy with foreboding.

‘Do you smell that?’ 

Caroline asked, her voice shaking as she stepped inside the house, the faint scent of blood hitting her like a physical blow.

The knot in his stomach tightened as they ventured deeper into her house, everything was still and quiet; his senses told him no one was there, but the lingering smell of blood stood in sharp juxtaposition, unmistakable and overwhelming. Every creak of the floorboards, every gush of the wind against the windows, seemed so much louder with the absence of life; it felt like a warning.

The bedroom door was left slightly ajar, and Stefan hesitated, his palm on the handle, before pushing it open. 

His breath caught in his throat.

There, crumpled on the floor, lay Y/N’s confronting form, still and cold, her skin as spectral as the moonlight now filtering in through the curtains. Her hair was splayed out across the floor, and her eyes were gently shut, as though she were only sleeping, but the sight was uncanny, they would never open again. Her limbs were unmoving, her chest motionless, and the scent of blood, stronger now, lingered around her like a haunting reminder of what had happened.

Caroline gasped, stumbling back as tears sprang to her eyes. They had already known this, but they did not want to believe it; the confrontation had been too much to behold.

“No... no, no, no...” she whispered, her voice breaking as she brought her hands to her face. 

“Oh my God, Stefan…”

Stefan could not speak. He stumbled forward and dropped to his knees beside the girl, his hands shaking as he reached out to touch her. Her skin was cold, by now, the warmth of her vibrant life was long gone, perpetually a memory. His throat tightened, his chest heaving with a deep, aching sense of loss. 

Not only was she his brother’s love, but a friend of his own, and he had cared for her deeply. Y/N had made his brother happy in a way he had never known, a fact he was grateful for, but she had also been there for him, her kindness and compassion knowing no bounds. 

He stroked her hair and tucked it behind her ear, while a terrible burn at the base of his throat rose and shifted into a choked sob. He realised at once that she must have died alone.

And Damon had found her like this, horribly sallow and confronting.

He must have tried to save her; Stefan’s eyes numbly caught the dried blood upon her lips. He had given her his blood, but it had been too late. The emptiness within Damon’s eyes, the cold detachment—it made more sense now. Damon had not just lost her. This was not just death. 

He had failed her.

‘She was trying to leave,’ Caroline whispered through her tears, her gaze locked on the half-packed suitcase on the bed. She was trying to look anywhere but the girl lying lifeless on the hard floor.

‘I think she knew she was dying... and she didn’t tell us.’

Stefan closed his eyes, the weight of this truth crashing down upon him, she had knowingly left without a goodbye. Damon had found her like this. He had tried to save her. And when he was unable, when he finally realised he was too late, it had ruined him. The love he had for her, the hope he had surely held onto—only made this so much worse. Stefan found himself wishing he had been there for him, even if it did not change anything, and he imagined it would not have, Damon would still be gone now. 

His chest ached with the knowledge that his brother, despite not being there at the time, would have felt every second of her death because he could not save her. Damon had turned off his humanity because the idea of living without her had been too painful. It had destroyed him.

Caroline wiped her eyes, and her voice trembled with fear. 

‘What are we going to do? If Damon has no humanity... Stefan, he’s dangerous.’

Stefan’s fists clenched, and his mind raced. Damon had always been volatile, but this was different. He had nothing left to lose now. 

‘We have to find him,’ Stefan said, voice steady despite the turmoil inside him. 

‘Before he does something he can’t take back.’

But his words were meaningless, as he glanced towards Y/N’s desolate corpse, Stefan could not shake the gnawing fear, or rather, the fact that it was already too late. Y/n was dead, and Damon had gone with her. He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her forehead in farewell, knowing full well that he was kissing his brother goodbye along with her.

[b0n3s-is-gay]

HIII, I LOVED YOUR DARRY STORY AND I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD DO ONE WHERE READER IS PREGNANT AND HES JUST REAL SWEET AND PROTECTIVE OF HER🤭

Oml, YESSS. I have been busy with my school work, but I have time now that I'm on breakk.

The Name Game

Synopsis: Darry finally gets his wish, that being a kid. During the second trimester, he gets a little over protective.

AN: I went on a whole name tangent, but he is protective. Sorry if it's not exactly as you invisioned. (I have school tomorrow and I wrote this in a hurry.)

Tags: Tooth rotting fluff, Over protective Darry, I don't know what else to say really, personal headcannon about Mrs. Curtis.

(Post Divider credit: @adornedwithlight)

The 6th sense of future fatherhood. Everyone, or at least just Darry, developes it. It's nice being cared for, but sometimes, it's a bit much. One can't fault him for being over protective, they really can't.

What ever his lover is doing, he's right there with them to help. Bending down to tie your shoes? Let him do it. Working long hours? Take some time away from work, they got maternity leave for you.

Point being, you are not lifting a finger after the second trimester. He's a gentleman, let him do that for you.... Please, it's the least he can do.

When there is no work to be done, it's just Darry and you. His hands are always on your stomach, whispering encouraging words to you and your kid. His hands are all over your stomach, holding you and your kid...

When you're cooking? Darry is right there with you, he's not letting you cook alone and he sure as shit isn't letting Sodapop help you cook. He likes to help and he loves doing domestic things with you, even when he has to do a lot of it because of pregnancy troubles.

After hard, long days of work for the both of you, long after his brothers have gone to bed, he's going to hold you in his arms. Much like tonight, that's what he's doing. Holding you, protecting you from any dangers that might strike when you're vulnerable.

"What if we name her Suzette? I heard one of my work buddies talking about the name, it sounded nice..." Darry murmured as he rubbed your swollen stomach, imagining your future son/daughter. "Or what about Caroline? It was my mom's name..."

"Caroline Curtis? That sounds nice..." You whispered softly as you rested your head on his chest. "Plus, it does hold some familial signifigance and it's a nice way to honor her."

Laying there, basking in each other's warmth while thinking about baby names. It was a stark contrast to the over protective monster you accidenally created and the busy blue collar man you loved. "If it's a boy, what if we name him John?" Darry said, drawing you out of your little thought bubble.

"Hm? Like Johnny?" You whispered back as you rubbed one of Darry's shoulders. He nodded softly, that small movement being all you needed to know.

"Alright, we got our two names chosen... What about middle names? Shaynne is in the pool, I know that much." You smiled as he started to play with your hair, his calloused hands from hours of hard work curled your locks around his fingers.

"Maybe Dallas. If it's a boy and we name him Johnny, Dallas has to go after it." Darry answered as he looked over at you.

"Alright... We better get to sleep, we have work tomorrow." You whispered against his neck, already feeling tired. Darry nodded softly, giving you one more kiss before falling asleep with you. Holding you like the most precious item in the world, and by extention, your child.

Nothing was going to tear him away from his main job, protecting you. God himself could come down to earth and demand that he stop, but he wouldn't. He would protect you, your kid, his brothers, and the gang with his life because that's what he's meant to do.

[writerrose1998]

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My favorite female characters

Tagging: @nouklea @persephoneed @ourdramaqueen @penelopwgarcia

fav female character tag game 🌷🌙

let’s be honest, my friends, women always need more appreciation. every type of them. so, in this tag game, I am going to stick with that theme and share some love of my favorite female characters of all time.

Rules: Make a poll of your top four favorite characters of all time and see who is the favorite amongst your followers!

tagged by the loveliest @briarroses 💖💖💖 Thank you! Tags are so encouraging!

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