#reapcriisms

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&. @reapcriisms | wishlist plot no. 3

She was just debating between two brands of potato chips when she heard her voice being called over the hum of the usual Saturday grocery store traffic. It was a small voice, one that she recognized better than most of the kids in her class. Caroline turned, putting one of the bags back as she looked down to greet the little girl. “Hey sweetie!” Yeva was tugging someone along, and though she made it a point to know all of the parents of her students, she didn’t recognize this one. There was something...intense about him. Something she couldn’t put her finger on. “Hey you must be,” She tried to visualize the class roster, the phone tree, anything that might have had his name. “Alex? No -- Alec? God I’m so sorry, it’s...I’m Caroline. Yeva’s teacher.”

[ofbloodandmagic]

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“The other students talk and say that you’re originally from...Durmstrang. What was that school like?” Sure she’d read about the other schools, but she didn’t know much about them beyond what was in the books and having someone from a different school would be interesting to learn about the differences.

[seesgood]

&. @reapcriisms | continued.

Must he always come save her. --- He was acting like it was a DAILY thing. And it definitely wasn’t. Especially since she could take care of herself. She wasn’t a damsel. She wasn’t in distress. She just...needed a few more minutes to figure out how to get her wrists untied when every movement caused the searing pain of vervain to burn deeper into her skin. Caroline glowered at him as he reached down to help her. “I had it handled.” Or at least she was developing a plan to have it handled. Before he swooped in. All...knight in shining--- “Whose blood is that?”

[seesgood]

&. @reapcriisms | plotted things! 

AS IT TURNED OUT high school was a hell of a lot tougher to finish after her boyfriend had gotten arrested. And harder still after that when, instead of worrying about passing finals, she was worried about hiding the growing bump in her stomach. Her dad had stopped talking to her. Tried to persuade her to give it up or worse. Her mom though, her mom had been there for as long as she could. Until Liz joined Bill in the Mystic Falls cemetery and she was left alone. With a daughter that had her father’s eyes, and her mother’s hair, and both of her parents’ stubbornness. No matter what she said, Chlo did the opposite.

Including, it seemed, answering the door when she didn’t know who was behind it. Just as soon as Caroline turned the corner --- one shoe still half on her foot, hair still damp from her shower --- she was already half-growling under her breath, watching Chloe open the door without a second’s hesitation. “Chlo I swear how many times do I have to tell you not to answer the door for strangers?” Caroline sighed heavily, pushing her fingers through her hair, striding up behind her daughter and reaching down to take her hand. “I swear sometimes you are just like your---” And then the rest of her sentence caught in her throat, gaze finally snagging on the man standing on her porch. “Leksei...” 

[seesgood]

&. @reapcriisms | continued.

His worse made her freeze in her tracks, eyes connecting with his. Her mouth opened for a moment, then closed. Opened again. Closed once she realized that there weren’t any words to be said. She wanted to be annoyed. Angry. But really she was just...hot. Or maybe it was just because the way they dealt with anger made her want him every time she got even remotely pissed off at him. But that was...this wasn’t...he wasn’t... “You can’t just say things like that.” But he could. And clearly, he did. She was going out with Matt. Or at least, she should have been. Should be? He was Matt. He was good and wholesome and...not some tall dark, death-bringer with a foul mouth and really...really good hands. Her gaze snagged on his mouth too long before she snapped herself out of it, reverting back to an aggravated glare. “You know most guys would just say I looked pretty.”

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&. @reapcriisms | continued.

She didn’t even let him finish before she was shaking her head, easing up closer to him, arms draping around his shoulders and fingers curling around the back of his neck. “No.” Her voice was soft as she gently coaxed him upwards before she started stepping back slowly, bringing him with her. “You’re coming with me. And you’re gonna come to bed with me.” Her voice took on a slightly teasing lilt as she moved her hand to brush an overgrown lock of hair away from his face. “And you’re gonna sleep. Understood?”

[seesgood]

&. @reapcriisms | holiday sc.

“Do reapers even celebrate Christmas?”

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&. @reapcriisms | continued.

Caroline jumped as soon as he spoke, turning sharply to face him. He was new in school. A bit on the creepier side ( hot, but creepy. ) But that wasn’t what had set off her alarm bells about it. It was Elena’s insistence that he’d been there. That she’d seen him that day in the water. Her shock was covered a second later by haughty indifference, her chin raising to look at him, hoping to appear entirely unfazed. “Yeah well..neither are you.” A pitiful comeback, but she covered it quickly: “You hang out in graveyards a lot? Could you get anymore cliche?”