#ask:caroline

[in-my-soul]

“ What am I?” - for Caroline

send me   “ what am i?”    and my muse will describe yours in 3 words.

"hybrid, momma bear. " having two twins herself, she respected the fierce way in which hayley protected hope.

[in-my-soul-arch]

✧ - Klaus & Caroline

@paintedstory | shipmeme

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. (if there really was no other choice)✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. (to save my friends)✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. (because you don't always handle the truth right)✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[in-my-soul-arch]

[ EMBRACE ]  for one muse to dominate the other due to possessiveness/jealousy. - for Caroline

@paintedstory | possessive meme

Of course, Caroline had known from the very start just how Klaus felt about her. And where she had had a long time to come to terms with her own feelings towards the hybrid, she never took into consideration how patient he'd truly been in letting her come to him at her own pace. Nor had she suspected the depth of his jealousy for all the men that had come before.

Maybe it had been a bad idea to have dinner with one of her exes, but Matt had been a close friend to her more than a lover and she really liked his support. It would wound her deeply to give up one of the rare people who could still remind her of the girl she'd once been.

Swallowing though, a nervous smile fluttered across her features at being commanded to hold her hands up towards the headboard of the bed. The blonde had heard the clanging of metal and in her mind she could already see the shackles he'd gathered at heightened vampire speed. A thrill of something dark but undeniably exciting shot through her as her legs rubbed together in anticipation.

Her heart pounded so thunderously, it seemed to drown out all the other sound in the room except for Klaus' footfalls around the bed and Caroline turned towards the noise, regretting not being to see from behind the dark fabric of the blindfold, but at the same time relishing in the darkness which made her so much more focused on everything else.

"I'm sorry," she breathed, not really sounding sorry at all. Less so, when he touched her wrists to keep her bound and she shivered from the mere brush of skin. This was going to be one hell of an epic night for sure.

[in-my-soul-arch]

💍 - for Caroline

@paintedstory | old drunk & married meme

If I could, then I would I'll go wherever you will go

It seemed like a dream; one where she could still hear a gentle song playing in the back of her mind as consciousness started to seep back in and the warm glow of sunlight threatened to wake her. 

Marrying Klaus. Dancing to the soft, swaying rhythm of "Wherever you will go" and feeling warm, loved and more than a little tipsy in the spinning room. Stumbling to the honeymoon suite and using their vampire strength to bust down the door when the key turned out too precise to handle after one too many cocktails along with the numerous bottles of champagne.

It had to be a dream. That stuff didn't happen in real life.

Nuzzling the soft, warm skin her head rested upon, Caroline made a small noise of discomfort at waking too soon. She wanted to dream more and block out the intrusive light of morning.

That's when realization struck. There was someone next to her, half under her, the smell of alcohol, sex and sweat heavily mixing with the more musky, earthy scent she had come to associate with a certain hybrid Original.

Oh God.

"Klaus?"

[in-my-soul-arch]

“Touch me here.” - for Caroline

Amusement shone in bright blue eyes as her gaze followed the journey of his fingers, travelling down along his body to where they finally returned upward and faltered over his heart. It instantly turned the playful, sexy vibe into something more serious and Caroline swallowed down the rising emotion within.

"Haven't I already touched you there?" she asked, keeping her tone light despite the depth of emotion she could felt at such a meaningful request.

[in-my-soul-arch]

💋 - for Caroline

@paintedstory | kiss meme

A chuckle escaped her at the sudden welcome assault, the sound vibrating against his lips until he opened the heat of his mouth to her and the kiss was deepened further. These were the kind of moments that made her life-altering decision of coming to New Orleans more than worth it.

[in-my-soul-arch]

“You  were  holding  my  soul  in  your  hands.  you  could  mold  it  any  way  you  liked.” - for Caroline

meme time with @paintedstory

"You know you don't always have to charm the pants off of me, right? We're already living together." She chuckled, though his words did make her chest swell with affection.

"But if I can still mold you a little, I would ask that you try and trust the people around you some more instead of pushing them away. I'd like to survive long enough to take you up on that Paris-offer."

[in-my-soul-arch]

❝Run, far as you can, fast as you can! That is your only chance.❞ (For Caroline)

meme time with @cheaburi

"No, I'm not going anywhere." Caroline crossed her arms defiantly in front of her chest, an angry stare directed at the redhead for even suggesting she would run and leave all her friends behind. That wasn't who the blonde was. She wasn't a coward, and she would never give up on helping her friends-- not ever.

"Tell me what to do. --I can help."