CORA. @corahcle - Tumblr Blog

Whatever hopes Caroline had held about winning the affections of the new boy in school were quickly dwindling. The more time she spent with him the more he seemed to avoid her, leading to a small chip in her usual overbearing confidence. So, in her usual style she’d been more driven with her activities than ever before, using all her time and energy to avoid Stefan Salvatore. Now dressed ready for cheer-leading the blonde was a whole thirty minutes early, setting up their CD player and sorting through which workout mix they should use today. It was as she glanced over to the bleachers that she noticed someone lingering, and her eyes narrowed, evidently unimpressed.

“You do realize sitting on the bleachers near where cheer practice is going to start is a totally creepy move, right? So unless you’re about to put on a cheer skirt you should probably get moving.” she called out, her voice loud and confident as ever.

corahcle

“You do realize this school doesn’t revolve around cheer practice, right? And that literally nobody else cares?” Okay, so maybe Cora wasn’t off to a good start in a new school. She didn’t even know why she needed to attend. She should just get her GED and be done with it. After her first classes of the day, she ended up needing some space and time to breathe, so she came to the bleachers and sat there for nearly an hour until a perky blonde came screeching at her. And...well, her wolf side took hold of her temper and she just had to bark out a sarcastic comment. After, she took a moment to take a deep breath, eyes narrowed toward the blonde cheerleader. “I’m not going anywhere.”

#( threads. )#( ft. caroline forbes )

magicxkitty:

kitty chuckled. “it’s fine. i’m normally a little jumpy when i get in the zone,” she replied with a shrug. “oh you a mechanic too, then?” she asked.

Her shoulders lifted in a slight shrug. “Not really. But I grew up around a shop. I liked keeping my hands busy.” And her mind too. The more she worried about the insides of a car, the less she thought about her past or how to control the wolf within.

#( threads. )#( ft. kitty calore )

jujuhelpsrps

Maple Falls Aesthetic - Cora Hale (7/??)

requested by @adorcble

#( aesthetics. )

“Do people really believe in this comet bullshit? I mean...it does absolutely nothing.” Cora glanced at the person standing beside her, a girl about her age with a cute round face. She wasn’t exactly looking to make new friends, mostly because she wasn’t sure if she wanted to stay long enough to make friends. But coming to any sort of event and not talking to people sounded ridiculous. @xsiphon-saltzmanx

#( threads. )#( events. )#( event: night of the comet )#( ft. josie saltzman )

Cora had every reason not to step foot in this stupid festival. She hated crowds, hated all the noise and the scent of burning candles brought forth memories she’d much rather forget. Yet there she was, roaming around the location with hands stuffed in her pockets. She was still reeling from running into her brother. Her brother! She couldn’t believe he was alive. For years, she had to make due with the fact she was the last surviving Hale, only to find out that wasn’t true. God, she needed a drink so badly. Just as the thought occurred to her, she found a girl who seemed to be just as alone as she was, so she took the opportunity. “Do you know if this crap fest has any alcohol I could get my hands on?” @semiangelic

#( threads. )#( events. )#( event: night of the comet )#( ft. lily ren )

magicxkitty:

kitty jumped when she heard a voice behind her. she grabbed a cloth and wiped her hands. “oh it’s just being stubborn. i’ll get it. no big. the shop hasn’t gotten the right parts in yet,” she commented.

"Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” Cora spoke softly, though she was amused at how easily the other girl jumped. “If you change your mind, let me know. I know a thing or two about those.”

#( threads. )#( ft. kitty calore )

maliciousxmikaelson-deactivated

Bc Sibling feels

It had been almost a week since Derek had gotten back in town and still really hadn’t settled. The loft he’d moved into still had furniture shoved wherever and his large duffle bag only half unpacked, a few new shirts laying around needing to be washed. He was having trouble even caring though. A few days in he’d run into an old flame, and promptly ruined that like he did everything. And he’d more or less kept to himself after that, trying to figure out why in the hell he was back to begin with. There was nothing there for him anymore. The fire had taken everyone from him, everything but his older sister. And she was gone now. He’d failed to keep her safe too. So coming home was pointless, but there he was, wandering the streets again, fingers tucked into his jeans and trademarked scowl stretched over his features. His gaze lifted slightly to maneuver the small group approaching and, before he could look back down, he caught sight of a brunette stepping out of what he was pretty sure was a coffee shop just ahead. Her side profile drew him to a stop and he glared forward, trying to place it as she turned and started towards him. It wasn’t. There was no way. Cora had died in the fire..she’d only been a kid then. No one survived but this girl.. damn if she didn’t look like her. And as she got closer the wolf inside of him stirred, prompting a feeling that felt suspiciously like pack bonds. His hand shot out and he gripped her arm as she tried to pass, feeling as though his heart was in between beating far too fast and just stopping as he whispered her name. “Cora?”

@corahcle

corahcle

Mystic Falls was nothing like she remembered. But then again, she didn’t remember much. Cora left at only eleven years old, after the fire that took her entire family; the same that almost took her as well. She only remembered it vaguely now but even the smallest memory brought a twang of pain to her to her heart and a jab to her back, the place where the burn scar (now long healed) used to be. Ghost pain, they called it. And Cora hated it. It triggered her brain into remembering more. Maybe coming back was a bad idea, maybe she should have stayed away. It had been years since she had a nightmare about that might. Being in the same town again was probably not a good thing but she wanted to face her demons. She wanted closure, to be able to see her family’s graves. Only then could she truly be free of her past. But to handle all that, she needed coffee first. Actually, she needed alcohol but she doubted anyone would sell it to her, so she went into a coffee shop instead. She let out a long deep breath as she stepped outside again, sipping from her cup and she pondered on which way to go next. Gosh, this town really had changed so much. She was studying the memories in her mind, too focused to notice that warning sign she should have noticed until a hand wrapped around her arm. Her first instinct was to growl, low in her throat but a clear threat, upper lip quivering. “Let. Go.” And then she looked up, brown eyes narrowed as they met clear blue. There was a strange sense of...familiarity? But she couldn’t quite figure out why. She didn’t know anyone in town anymore. Not even old school friends. And this stranger was clearly older than her. How did this man know her name? Wh--The longer she stared, the clearer it became. She could almost see it happening in front of her; eyes softening, beard disappearing, replaced by soft skin surrounding an easy smile. Her name spoken in a softer, chipper voice as they chased one another around the living room... “Derek?” No, it couldn’t be, it’s not possible. “No. Y--You’re dead.” She had to be dreaming; this town was playing tricks with her mind. That was the only explanation possible.

#( threads. )#( ft. derek hale )

enchantedkryptonitedreamer

- Cora Hale - Aesthetic

#( aesthetics. )#( musings. )

magicxkitty

kitty was buried under the hood of an old vehicle trying to figure out why stubborn thing wasn’t working the way it should. and she would be darned if couldn’t get to work. she let out a huff as she worked on the car.

corahcle

Cora watched from afar as the woman moved around an old car, curious eyes taking in the machine. It was beautiful, but it definitely needed a little work. She stepped closer to get a better look, head tilting as she heard the huff. “Need any help there?”