#human Caroline

[cheshireegray]

☆。I know I haven’t been on here in the longest time, but I’m sorta back so here’s a Klaroline one shot as an apology. Please don’t hate me 🫣

𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑰𝑺𝑵𝑻 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑺𝑬𝑿

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𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗔𝗡 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗕𝗘𝗦

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𝗛𝗬𝗕𝗥𝗜𝗗 𝗞𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗦 𝗠𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗘𝗟𝗦𝗢𝗡

"Okay favorite color?" Her voice was light and airy as she called the next question. Klaus leans behind her combing his slender fingers through her bouncy water curls. Humming softly to an older classical singer he favored.

His young blonde turns her head a little to retrieve his attention again—-not that she ever lost it, but he hadn't answered quickly like her last few turns.

The original chuckles lightly and kisses her hair, "that one's easy, it's yellow."

Caroline shakes her head but hums when he massages her scalp with his firm hands. She lets her body sink deeper into his spread legs, feeling her hands wave and sway with the bathtub water. Klaus's finger graze the tip of her temple before he pulls them back lightly.

"What was my youngest brother's name?"

The question itself didn't float around so hotly or discomforted as it once did in the first year of their relationship. At first he wouldn't answer any questions that she'd asked—-involving his past sibling. Always reminding how she didn't need to dig into something he'd never cared to talk about, which caused arguments and very emotional tears. 

That was then though. 

He hears her heart pump slightly more, a known excitement coursing through her delicate skin. He knew how much she enjoyed talking about 'the Viking days' with him. Always finding deep enjoyment in his stories of how he once lived his very old and tedious life. 

"I personally love calling him Henry, but his name was Henrik." Her head tilts with a speckle of sass in her tone, knowing he'd be smirking behind her. It was true Caroline loved calling Henrik—-Henry or little hen, saying if he was still alive they'd be best friends. Making bracelets, playing with their magic, still remaining their fragile human selves,  and playing innocent jokes on the rest of his dysfunctional family. 

Klaus smirks--as she'd known. Thinking about how much a simple human girl could shift his dark and immortal life. So much of him he'd thought had died along with the his last human heart beat, she'd pulled out of his cold blocked off heart. 

He continued to wonder where she'd been when he was human and begging to find a love such as the kind they'd experienced currently. Well of course he knew that she wasn't even a seedling when he was flesh and fragile skinned, but it never hurt to question. 

The still hot bathtub water waves against her shifting to lean her head back toward his bare chest. Humming when his hands wrap to cover her bare---soft skin, pulling her closer in between his legs. 

Klaus leans down to plant sweet lipped touches across her next, slowly tasting the salty taste of the lavender bubble bath. Nobody would or could ever understand his affection for the short blonde that leaned up against his chest in a fathomable way. 

None could understand how badly he breathed her oxygen, ingesting the sweet tangling smell of her everything. Klaus had always lived to be the eternal bachelor, until the day she'd run into him while he was walking through the wood in mystic falls. Trying to plot ways to get the doppelganger to break his curse. 

He remembered how she criticized him on being a weirdo for walking in the woods at nearly  eleven at night. Her hair had been  wet from the lake that she'd been taking a late night swim in, speckles falling down her neck, just above the beating line that pumped the invigorating liquid he'd feasted upon only hours before from a bystander. 

It was like his heart skipped the centuries worth of beats it had over the thousand years. Watching her chest rise and fall ever so gently as she breathed in the thing he'd no longer needed. Caroline had been the first breath he'd breathed since before the sword went right into his heart. 

That was the night he'd felt a crack run down the barrier of his heart when she'd smiled at him after he walked her up the white boarded porch of her mother's old home. Klaus had fallen quicker than he'd ever felt one could fall. 

He trails his lips up her soft baby like skin, towards the under bone of her neck that connected to her ear. Nibbling at the skin there, then planting a tender kiss against the never there mark. 

"Your turn, sweetheart," his voice whispers, listening to her barley sounded hum in return. 

Caroline sighs gently, "What's my middle name?" 

He doesn't ponder on the thought, she'd known that he knew every simple detail about her. Including the cloud shaped birthmark that was underneath her left breast, or the star tattoo that resided on her right ankle.  

Truth was she loved hearing him say it, regardless if it was when they would disagree on something and he'd bluntly burst out the name to grab her attention in a less physical manner. Or when he'd say if she was testing his patients in the most loving---but childish ways. 

"Elizabeth." 

Her body tingled in the most deliciously delicate ways. Hearing each syllable fall from his fine wined lips, having the feeling of being held by the most dangerous man to walk among the world. The power that came with his detailed and vibrant accent every each of words he'd spoken to her, but the name---oh the name, it made her want to bury herself underneath the tongue in which he'd used it. 

Nothing ever made a name so simple as Elizabeth could ever sound so special, so tender, so earnest, as Klaus saying it in the presence of her finely pierced ears. Caroline had imagined living her life until age's of normal humans came to take her away, a astounding journalism career, a husband she'd met by an accidental bump in a supermarket, marriage, two beautiful children--maybe even a dog, and the love that followed with the wish. 

But being with an immortal hybrid who'd burn down the world for a scratch against her peach colored skin, for a wrong head turn to curse profanities against her clear mind, or even the simplest of coffee mistakes. A man who breathed in her skin, her eyes, her soul, it was all so delicate. 

So alluring and fictional, she'd be with him until the universe said 'no mas'. Till her old timed out coral blue eyes seen nothing but bur without a pair of reading glasses, and he still looked like the gorgeous man he timelessly was. 

simply perfection, in both senses of mind.

[decolonize-the-everything]

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carolinejsumlin: White Supremacy is the umbrella system that runs our society. It is the foundation in which our society is built on. It is the machine of our society, but this machine cannot run without each part working seamlessly to do its job. Each part of the white supremacy machine is one of these systems of oppression (and many others I was unable to fit here). Now, this isn't to say that these systems of oppression couldn't operate on their own. They absolutely can and do in other cultures and societies. However, within our modern, western society that was built on and continues to be run by white supremacy, these systems strategically run to ensure white supremacy's goal: a pristine social order of pure whiteness. One we understand the depths of how white supremacy works and just how much it is impacting us from every corner of society, we can begin to dismantle it effectively, while freeing ourselves from falling for its devices.

This concept is something I've seen posted and over and over by different people (usually Black women though). The idea that it's not just that specific groups are consistently targeted but anyone who deviates from the narrow norm of White Supremacy becomes a target, which is why Black women with multiple intersecting identities are the worst treated people in pretty much every society worldwide.

Which is why I listen and follow and share so many perspectives of Black women btw. When the Combahee River Collective said "If Black women were free, it would mean that everyone else would have to be free since our freedom would necessitate the destruction of all the systems of oppression." I didn't see any way that could be false and it's because of white supremacy.

And as for how and where white supremacy exists:

I like this White Supremacy Pyramid, it pretty much encapsulates my understanding and belief of how its perpetuated and builds on itself -ultimately up to the genocide of groups that don't fit into the White Supremacist categories of ideal.

The "Pyramid of White Supremacy" is a component of assistant professor Erin Stutelberg's Diversity and the Self class. It's a one-credit course required for students majoring in elementary education at the Maryland college. Stutelberg said in a Friday statement to Delmarva Now that the violent Charlottesville rally took place as the course was being planned. She felt it needed to be brought up in class, but wanted to carefully do so.

She didn't want her students to think about white supremacy only "as men in robes or hoods or torches marching in streets" because it would give them the impression that it was separate from their lives. "Instead, I want students to explore the ways that race and racism are part of all of our lives," Stutelberg said.

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And while not everyone (including myself) agrees with the placement of absolutely everything, it's still decent enough to use so that's what I'm doing.

That to say white Supremacy exists and is perpetuated anywhere and everywhere, so it's up to us individually and collectively to hold ourselves responsible for where it's growing in ourselves, our communities, and countrymen.

I don't see how liberation or human rights will be won with anything but solidarity for the most marginalized communities there are.

How do you build white supremacist framework for future generations if the people here now refuse to hate each other enough to allow it?

[cappycapital]

request—Doug Rattmann please

Characters in 3rd panel from left to right- Chell, Caroline, GLaD0S (human for some reason), Wheatley (normal), Cave Johnson, Mel Not a clue what compelled me to make this. Also I kinda just wanted an excuse to draw mel. Not enough mel fanart these days.

[archiarthur]

God a little bit insane sorry

[loverdude]

One more so sorry lol I wanted to draw em together

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Charming Scoundrel

Artist: Caroline Gariba TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[mathes0n]

Portal 2 but as Glados learns abt her true nature she starts to look more and more like Caroline. Or something

[wulfhalls]

omg its feminism with the steel chair in a huge upset winning succession on the home strech!!!!!

[professorofcosplay]

Live laugh laboratory sketch part 2 electric boogaloo! White woman who lived through 50s AND the 90s’ farmhouse chic? She owns no less than one of those live laugh love signs, even as a white woman that’s now an evil menacing robot. I’ll be honest, I loved this sketch so much, I just HAD to render her, even though I haven’t rendered in a year; she’s just so pretty!!!

I love me a silly evil ‘puter! Drawing a super goofy AM and GLaDOS comic next while I finish up my portal cosplays! If I could draw humans at all, I’d do a little piece of Doug giving this to human Caroline and Cave trying to figure out where the hell the painted panel came from, pissed as hell. 😂

(If anyone wants any edits for a fanfic cover/custom wording to make reaction memes/reddit reaction posts/just to be silly/etc, just shoot me a DM! I’d be happy to! If you want to repost it, please ask first and give credit! Reblogs, comments, and likes, on the other hand, are always appreciated! 🧡)

[karritakar]

My designs for Android GLaDOS!

[hyperactivewhore]

This

Vs

“how was ur time with my therapist (….) because it was a great risk leaving you alone with her”

It's really ironic how klaroline stans will jump to remind people of Klaus not noticing dead Cami in his bed (mind you, while he was sleeping, a status where your sense of smell is reduced, and it's important for me to remark he was hugging her and looking in peace, something we've never seen him do with any other of his other love interests) but completely ignore the way Caroline was right behind him when Elijah snapped her neck.

He saw her lying on the ground, basically gave Elijah a little speech about his family and carried on not caring about her. It's insane.

Of course, TVDU has an history of not caring enough about maintaining vampires abilities, but Klaus very much heard Caroline getting her neck snapped considering they were almost side by side, and he definitely saw her after being confronted by Elijah. But anyway, we all know who really holds the higher value for him.

[mags2theythem]

@shrimperini

[evangelina830]

Finally better updated refs of Gene Benson and Caroline as humans😭🙏 (THANK YEW CITRUS FOR THE MOTIVATION RAHHG✨✨✨)

(Benson looks unhappy cause they were originally just references and I turned it into a sort of finished drawing xdd (also the reason they don’t have their hats)

[ashleebooksblog]

I'm wondering what would Klaus' reaction to NH Caroline would have been like.

He admired her compassion, so would he have despised her with no humanity?

Or would he be amused at first and then start to get annoyed and try to get her humanity back?

But I don't think Klaus would have forced Caroline to turn her humanity back on. I believe that he would have respected her choice to remain without her humanity for a year.

I guess that's why fanfictions exist.

[loverdude]

So sorry for art spam and for so much human Sparklecare lately I've just been having fun doodling it... But it also makes me feel like I'm doing something I'm not supposed to be LOL... Mostly I just luv drawing Carrie lol

Anyway. Human Cometcare Carruni doodle wheeheee

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Jolene, the Plunder Queen

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