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[mythicalblooda]

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“I don’t know why I am even here.” Dotti groaned, as she trudged through the woods, following her history teacher. “I already know how to fight and to defend myself against vampires, what more could I possible learn?” She continued to complain. “Did Caroline put you up to this?”

[oftheforbes]

“ you’ve always been strong for me . let me return the favor . ” ( for Caroline ! )

Always parking her car down by railroad tracks,  always crying in the front seat of her car until her lungs burn and eyes are raw.  One day though she stops doing it.  She just up and decides that the tears wasted on Stefan Salvatore were done because all of her painful emotions of loving the guy turned to blind rage.  The switch of emotions easily coats itself like a thin layer of snow.  One moment she is in pain and the next anger fills and she is warm like a match had been lit inside of her body.

Shutting the door behind her in the house,  kicking off her heels to the rack of shoes and it slaps together with a click.  The house is silent aside from the fireplace crackling and it means that two little siphoners that were at the tender of age one were asleep.  Slowly life with Ric stopped being forced and she found comfort in him. They share secrets and whisper about other parents in hushed tones when they meet someone both can’t stand.  Caroline is judgy as hell and still holds that catty way that teenage girls have even though she is legally well over the age of eighteen now.

Alaric finds her in the kitchen and as she pours a glass of wine he is starting out the conversation with validation and willingness to care but her lip turns up slightly in a small sad smile.      ❝ Why was I not good enough? ❞     a question that the father of her children can’t even tell on.  Hell,  she might never be good enough for Alaric himself and they hadn’t even tipped really into romantic (Although things blur easily together so what she deems romantic for them might not be the same to him).     ❝ Why is it that the guys I like never like me back? ❞     or they run away with their ex-girlfriends while a hunter is chasing after them.  Caroline focuses on filling the glass too full before grabbing another one but instead of putting a fine wine in it, she is searching for the bottle of bourbon.       ❝ I try so hard and I’m never enough. ❞   am I enough for you and the girls?   Letting him into her personal pain is easier than it had been when they first started this.  The funny thing is she said these same words to Bonnie one day when she was drunk right before she ended up in a vampire’s trap.

[cursedbcrn-a]

She and Dr. Saltzman had a… contentious relationship at best. Hope would never forget how he opened his school to her, but neither would she forget how his school was littered with references to her father as “The Great Evil”, and spoke about him like one of the dictators in human history. A part of her understood why, considering the personal tragedies that Klaus has caused to Alaric himself, but that was something that took her several years and many tearful nights to understand. At nine years old, and abandoned by her father, the only thing she had left were the books in the library. Ones that did nothing to erase the memory of watching her father rip out innocent hearts, and only cemented it further in her brain.

Still, for all of his faults, the man had been one of the few constants in her life, and seeing him sloppily dozing on his office desk with an empty bottle of bourbon dangling from his fingers made her sigh. With a wave of her fingers, she made the bottle vanish before it could slip out of his grasp and cause an even bigger mess. In the past, Hope found it was easier to let him sleep it off in his office, but the Mayor had called and quite rudely requested Alaric’s presence because of another “animal attack”. 

“Dr. Saltzman. You need to get up. Please don’t make me pour ice water on your head again.”

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[mirrorhaunted]

@advenax​   sent:   ❛   You   can’t   see   everything.   You’re   just   a   vampire,   like   everyone   else   –   that   didn’t   come   out   right.   ❜

      “Consider   me   thrilled.   You   certainly   do   have   a   way   with   words,”   sarcasm   is   chased   by   the   drink   she   held   to   that   sly   mouth.   Eyes   the   colour   of   a   summer   sky   (she   was   far   to   enjoy   on   her   own)   slipped   in   his   direction.   Oh   if   looks   could   kill,   hers   would   surely   freeze   the   hunter   in   place.   He’d   been   watching   her   like   a   hawk   all   night.   That,   for   sure,   was   seen.   

[manenimittliv-arch]

‘ does that hurt? ’

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Oh, that she could lie and be a sarcastic little brat about it. She had only been injured in a way that prevented her from healing herself and in a location she couldn't reach. Of course, it hurt.

“Very much so,” she replied, flinching at his touch and fighting to keep herself from pulling away. “But it hurt before you started poking around back there. I appreciate your help.”

[blcodsucker]

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 “bad decisions is my middle name!” daniel replied with an amused smirk, bringing his glass up to his lips and taking a sip. “as for moral values. don’t know what they are, never had them!”