#caerolined

[joleane-a]

@caerolined

                    𝐒𝐡𝐞     𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬     𝐡𝐞𝐫     𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝     𝐭𝐨     𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞     𝐚     𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩     𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡     𝐢𝐧     and     it     warms     her     from     her     head     to     her     toes.     Like     a     hug     ,     the     scents     of     the     kitchen     have     engulfed     her     quaint     flat     ,     triggering     both     welcome     memories     and     nostalgia.     She     wishes     they     could     stop     ,     take     this     moment     of     time     and     stretch     it     out     across     days     ,     weeks     ,     even     years     if     she     could.     Jolene     was     truly     alive.     Snapping     out     of     her     reverie     by     the     ding     of     a     timer     ,     her     eyes     dart     to     the     oven.     She     crouches     down     to     peer     into     the     window     ,     heat     streaming     out     of     the     appliance     ,     as     she     eyes     the     risen     cake.     ❝     I     think     it’s     done     ,     ❞     There’s     a     slight     hesitance     in     her     voice     only     because     she     was     no     longer     the     master     baker     of     the     house.     Looking     up     at     the     blonde     ,     she     shoots     her     a     bright     grin.     ❝     Then     again     ,     you’re     the     Martha     Stewart     here     ,     maybe     you     should     take     a     look.     ❞

Back     on     her     feet     ,     she’s     already     inching     closer     to     the     freshly     decorated     cupcakes     Caroline     had     just     finished.     ❝     I     don’t     know     how     you     do     it     ,     ❞     Her     eyes     are     level     with     the     counter     as     she     squints     at     the     tiny     treats.     Light     pink     and     white     ,     the     only     frosting     colours     she     had     left.     They     remind     her     of     the     soft     cotton     candy     clouds     after     a     lazy     sunrise     ,     if     she     closes     her     eyes     ,     she     can     see     them     drifting     across     the     horizon     with     the     start     of     a     new     day.     It’s     with     pure     admiration     that     she     gestures     at     the     her     friend’s     work     ,     ❝     Like     actually     ,     Caro     !     How     are     they     all     so     perfect     ?     What     do     you     do     ?     Don’t     tell     me     --     ❞     Classic     mischievous     glint     is     back     in     her     eyes     as     she     looks     her     friend     up     and     down     before     stepping     closer     to     her.     With     her     nose     practically     pressed     against     her     cheek     ,     she     nods     ,     satisfied     with     her     examination.

❝     Secretly     a     robot     ,     aren’t     you     ?     There’s     truly     no     other     explanation     for     how     everything     you     make     tastes     like     a     grandmother’s     love     bundled     into     a     pretty     package     !     ❞     Her     laugh     fills     any     chance     of     silence     between     the     two     and     with     a     quick     motion     of     her     finger     ,     she     swipes     a     layer     of     frosting     off     the     cupcake     closest     to     her.     The     worst     part     about     baking     with     Jolene     was     her     inability     to     keep     her     hunger     satiated.    

[blindhim]

RESCUE / RESCUED  SENTENCES ↳↳  not accepting ( @caerolined​​ )

“ you  don’t  look  so  good. ”

          “    i’m  fine.    ”    cosmo snapped but he knew it was a lie. with his eyes squeezed shut, he didn’t have to see the looming  monstrosity hanging over his head but he could hear its breath in his ear, feel the heat of it sticking to him like tar. he could feel caroline as well, hovering beside him like a concerned nurse ready to spring into action and he hated it. all she was doing was drawing more attention to him and he couldn’t stand the way that he could feel too many eyes on him. all of them just waiting for him to snap again.

cosmo exhaled a long and slow breath,    “    it’s  just  a  migraine.  it’ll  pass.    ”    and like migraines, the monster lurking at his back would pass too. the longer he shut it out, the less interested it would get, the easier it would be to convince it that he was just another unimportant human with nothing special about him.

[violatile]

@caerolined​​    :      [ 📲 • sms ] —— what happened? where did you go?

[ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]:  uhhhhhhh wym??? [ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]:  i thought we all got kicked out??? what the fuck???????? why was it just me?????? [ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]: something about this feels . . . like discrimination and i’m even more pissed off [ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]: where are YOU???

[violatile]

text starters ( accepting )

[ 📲 • sms ] —— are you okay?  ( feat.  @caerolined​​  )

[ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]: well sweet caroline ( buh buh buh ) let’s see [ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]: pretty sure my hand is broken [ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]: still suspended [ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]: still failing home ec [ sms – chick with the neil diamond song name ]: but i feel fuckin great

[jasonbrennerold]

“     just     be     careful.     ”

protector     /     protectee     starters     :     accepting     :     @caerolined

if jason had known what a babysitter was before caroline first showed up he would've insisted that he didn’t need one, but with every day that she came over he was liking her more and more. he still doesn't think he needs a babysitter, but his general lack of knowledge about the world meant that being unsupervised was a bad idea. he'd managed to convince her to take him to the park, two seconds where she was distracted and suddenly he's halfway up a tree. there's not much response given to her words, not in a good spot to do hand gestures and certainly not about to yell a response. all he gives is a nod, which he’s not even sure she can see, before he continues to climb higher.

[mishaelle]

@caerolined​        🥀                          ❝      i’ll keep you warm .      ❞

𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧     𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝     𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬     𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐩     𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡          back  into  her  aching  bones,     chasing  the  winter’s  chill  burrowing  into  her  veins.     she’s  never  been  a  fan  of  the  cold.     its  frigid  talons  and  biting  touch.     always  cold,     she  facies  a     𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭  𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭     with  icy  fingers  and  chilled  nose.     but  caroline  is  the  sun’s  touch,     thawing  the  frost  forming  upon  her  skin.     michelle  soaks  into  the  warmth,     covets  the  blissful  embrace.     eternally  grateful  for  caroline’s  soft  heart,     for  sweet  affection  given  so  easily.     layers  upon  layers  are  not  enough  to  shield  her,     so  nimble  fingers  clutch  at  her  steady  arm,     breath  gusting  out  of  her  lungs.     momentarily  memory  catches  her,     childrens’  dragon’s  breath  in  midwinter  amidst  playful  growls.          ❛     i’m  counting  on  you,     care  -  bear.     ❜

[blindhim]

RESCUE / RESCUED  SENTENCES ↳↳  accepting ( @caerolined​ )

“ i’ve  never  been  so  happy  to  see  you. ”

          “    gross.    ”    cosmo said, upper lip curled back in what could only be described as disgust. cosmo doubted that his response to caroline’s genuine relief and gratitude was appropriate but he couldn’t help it. caroline had always made him uncomfortable, something about the way that she seemed able to see right through people, how quickly she appeared when someone was distressed or uneasy, as if she had some kind of sixth sense. something about the way she was so ready and eager to give pieces of herself out to anyone reaching for it with absolutely no consideration for herself had always made his skin crawl. even now, she should be screaming or crying or doing something — instead her relief tugs an easy smile on her lips like cosmo was rescuing her from paper work or an awkward conversation and not a monster.

cosmo crouched behind her, knife slipped from beneath his armband and slicing the zip ties that had bound her wrists to her ankles. he straightened, grabbing her arm and pulling her to her feet while he checked her for any sign of injury or open wound that might slow them down. when he didn’t see anything, he finally met the girls eye, lips pinched tightly together as he, not for the first time that night, wished someone like scott or kira had come with him.

          “    we  have  to  move  quickly,  so  i  need  you  to  keep  up.    ”    cosmo instructed, somewhat coldly but he didn’t have time to play the caring hero. he placed a hand on her shoulder and looked at her seriously,    “    don’t  stop  for  anything,  okay ?    ”