BRIGHT LIGHT.

vampire/ˈvamˌpī(ə)r/an insecure,   neurotic,   control freak. CRACKED RIBS, SPILLED VISCERA , there was so much blood, there was so much blood, and a heart beating– I want I want I want IND. caroline forbes. #vampbarbie. BY BRI. ✦   ✧   ✶   ☆

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caroline has a new blog now @eternele  !!

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caroline has a new blog now @eternele  !!

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she was FIERCELY INDEPENDENT, brooke davis. brilliant and beautiful and brave. in two years, she had grown more than anyone i had ever known. brooke davis is going to change the world someday, and i’m not sure she even knows it.    /     EST. JUNE ‘14    (  previously boyfluent  )

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She survived whatever happened; she forgave; she became.

W.H. Auden, “The Model (via wordsnquotes)

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SO who is going to write a series of threads with me in which caroline outlives all of her friends. :-)

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arrowielding.

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           ❛  question… ❜   he  says  absentmindedly ,   searching   through  his  button  down  collection  cautiously .  ❛  do  you  wanna  pick  a  tie  for  me ? WHICHEVER  one  matches  your  dress . ❜

"  i don’t know. is it gonna make a difference in how everyone acts around me when i show up on your arm ?  ”  teeth worry the inside of her cheek, her movement tense, strained against the growing swell of her apprehension. nervously, she paces, without even realizing it. as odd as it is to say, the color of his tie is the least of her concern.

she has brought this upon herself. she realizes this and thinks about it too often. these are only a few of the consequences she faces : the tension that accompanies her into a room. his friends, his family, who regard her with nothing but disdain. 

the glass has never looked so half - empty. 

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asceticvalor.

       ❛ i’m L E A V I N G  T O W N. caroline. — i came to say goodbye. ❜

“  ------- i’m sorry, what ? you can’t just leave town. where are you going ?  ”

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the   entire   time   that   i   was   gone  ,    i   could   never   completely   trust   someone   &   when   that   goes   on   for   so   long  ,    you   stop   seeing   people   for   people   you   see …   threats   or   targets                &   when   i   decided   to   come   home ,  i   just   didn’t   know   how   to   turn   that   part   of   me   OFF.

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*shakes a bag of garlic at her*

“  ---------- can you stop that ?  it’s distracting. grab a knife and make yourself useful. this recipe calls for two cloves, minced.  ” 

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explcsive.

                        his  mother  leans  in  for  a  kiss  goodbye .  HE  PULLS  AWAY .  anger  and  the  sense  of  betrayal  is  too  much  to  ignore .  he  wants  nothing  to  do  with  her  anymore .   if  she  wanted  to  get  rid  of  him   then  fine ,  he’d  disappear  from  her  life  FOR  GOOD .   without   a   word   liam   storms   off   to   his  new  bedroom ,   making  sure  to  slam  the  door  shut .  he  hears  his  mother  apologize  to  his  aunt  and  it  only  upsets  him  more .  hardly  any  time  had  passed  since  the  incident  at  school ,  liam  didn’t  even  get  a   chance   to   say   goodbye   to   his  friends .  not  that  he  had  any  after  what  happened .

                       fortunately ,  caroline  wasn’t  home   so   liam   knew   he’d   have   some   PEACE   before   she   came  barging  in  trying  to  be  the  irritating  optimist  he  remembers  her  to  be .  for  what   feels   like   hours   the   boy  sulks ,  refusing  to  eat  when  his  aunt  offers  a  snack .  soon  there   is   another   knock   on   the   door   and   liam  reluctantly  sits  up  on  the  bed .

                                                                                ‘     ––––––––––  just  leave  me  alone .     ’  //  @filleryear

“  it’s me.  ” voice resonates softly from the other side of the door with a distinguishing inflection. there is a brief hesitation between her hand and the brass knob that guards him. (  comply or defy ? ) predictably, she chooses to stay, surprised to discover that he hasn’t locked himself in. her mother had warned that his mood was sour before she journeyed down the hall. she doesn’t blame him. it was expected. anyone would be upset if their family had just shipped them away. 

she knows that she would be, too. 

it's with gentle determination that she ambles into his room, careful not to act too quick or speak too loud. he isn’t that fragile, she knows, but her disposition is so soft it would be hard to convince otherwise if anyone were to see. 

a smile flickers to life upon her mouth, reluctant to be seen, yet just as glowing as it ever is. despite the unfortunate circumstances that brought liam to mystic falls, it doesn’t change anything about how happy she is to have him here.

           “  hey, how are you ?  ”

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surovost.

    ‘ ok. can i have the clipboard? ’ he takes it anyway, and the pen to boot, snaps the former over his knee and throws the latter off in some direction. it’s better than the alternative, at least for her, and she should count her blessings. ‘ fuck off. ’ 

          incredulity hangs in her slackened jaw, blue eyes flashing with a sudden swell of ire. he has done well to leave her stunned. “  ----------  what the hell did you do THAT for !?  ”

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lockwoodspecial.

          “   OF COURSE SHE WILL.   ”    confidence in the promise,   he turns only to look in the mirror,   adjusting his jacket,   modelling cufflinks.    side by side,   pride is visible in the way he stands that much taller.    approval was the furthest thing from his mind.    instead,   there’s a simple desire to look good enough to be on her arm.    call it both unfamiliar and not.

“   and before i forget,   i’m sorry if she makes you stand at the front and greet people with us for the first bit.    this thing is way more formal than it needs to be for a dinner.   ”

          the pressure of perfection is an ever burdening weight. one slip and it could crush you. it will. it has. “  that’s okay, i don’t mind.  ” a lie between her teeth. she’s brimming with unspoken anxiety and the aforementioned dinner is all of the cause. expected to preform when all she wants is to shrink away into nothingness. what would he think if he knew she was preplanning every step, smile and word ? 

inhale, exhale. you’re going to be fine.

“  who knows, it might actually be fun.  ” if pulling teeth was enjoyable. she maintains her optimistic outlook and silently hopes for the best. 

sylphic fingers slip into the valleys of his hand. she draws him close, keeps him there. nerves are at an all time high, but in his proximity, it’s easier to bear. 

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surovost.

@vampbarbie. sc.

      ‘ what is it going to take for you to just. stop. ’ 

          “  how about your willing compliance ? ” clipboard in one hand, pen in the other. all he has to do is sign his life away. “  the GO GREEN campaign needs you.  ”

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c/aroline f/orbes had the greatest character development of all time !!

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lockwoodspecial.

          “   YOU AND ME BOTH.   ”    words are mumbled,   soft sincerity even in the most simple of moments.    frustrated groan and hands fall to sides,   allowing her to resume the task all while attempting to watch so as to be able to repeat the action later.    he never quite manages.    

it’s then that gaze shifts along arms to torso,   across fabric,   past lips and settling on her very own.    in them there’s a gentleness that has given him strength more times than he can count.    “   you look beautiful,   care.    like  —–  wow.   ”

      heart flutters, thumps out of rhythm, pink hues adorning her countenance. there is something to be said about the way those cheeks dimple and eyes glisten. she is an angelic vision, beautiful and graceful, and it is he who recognizes her worth. 

handiwork is completed with a pat against his chest. “  well, i couldn’t have you looking better than me.  ”

“  besides, if i want to woo your mom, i need to look my best. hopefully she approves.  ”

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lockwoodspecial.

          “   YOU’D THINK SOONER OR LATER i’d actually get the hang of this.   ”    chin lifted,   lips pressed together and angled downwards,   fingers tug hopelessly at the black silk around his neck for a third time.    “   my mom’s gonna kill me if we’re late.   ”     /     @vampbarbie

          he distracts her attention from the reflection of a white chiffon dress draped from her shoulders and hanging elegantly below her knees. nimbly, she turns on her heel, ceruleans rolling with the slight quirk of a smile. this helpless fumbling is as endearing as it is pitiful.

but she has to hand it to him. he lasted a lot longer than she thought he would. 

“  we aren’t going to be late, we still have thirty minutes. ” caroline forbes is nothing if not punctual. “  come here.  ” lithe finger beckons him, one hand reaching for the strip of fabric, the other extended around his nape to adjust the fold of his collar. 

“  i don't know how you managed before me.  ”