he lights up the picture god

Talks Machina Summary (Episode 89)
  • Denise message: “I emerge from the loam to reclaim what is mine.”
  • Brian gives Laura and Liam roses a la Bachelor. Travis doesn’t get one and is v. sad.
  • Critrolestats: The last episode crushed the record for most DM facepalms.
  • Laura and Vex both thought they wouldn’t be able to get through to Vax and would thus have to deal directly with the Raven Queen
  • Laura asked Matt for a bunch of information about the Raven Queen after buying the book.
  • Grog was hesitant to get involved in Vax’s resurrection after his contribution wasn’t heard in Scanlan’s, but Travis couldn’t resist the callback to what happened in the workshop. In the past, he would’ve shaved Vax’s head or something, but the prank-war stuff seemed less appropriate now.
  • Travis after a discussion of which tooth Vax lost: “We haven’t yet addressed dental work in this land of Exandria.”
  • Laura mentions that it was really intimidating to have Liam on-set for the ritual. Brian proposes a Waiting-on-Resurrection cam, and Laura tests some lighting for it. Travis is terrified.
  • Laura didn’t realize Orcus is, you know, a god. She got a lot of tweets along the lines of “you done fucked up”. Travis recounts the story of the time Matt showed him a picture of Orcus and how terrifying he is. They all point out that Matt could very well deviate from the D&D canon in his interpretations of these characters, so they’re trying not to make too many assumptions.
  • Brian: “I went reddit-free like Travis, and I lost 15 lbs of emotional regret.”
  • Grog has been paying attention to all the good things Vax has done for the rest of the party and beyond, and so he’s been moving away from seeing him as just a target for pranks. Both Grog as a character and Travis as a player were really moved by Vax’s words in the workshop, to the point where he couldn’t come up with a response and chose to just leave it at that.
  • Laura is still appalled that Travis tried to steal her donuts.
  • Laura doesn’t think Vex would’ve become the champion if Vax hadn’t made it, and she wouldn’t have put on the armor. She didn’t make that pledge to the Raven Queen, but she wouldn’t have blamed her for what happened. If Matt hadn’t ended the last episode where he did, Vex would’ve blamed Keyleth–unreasonably, Laura hastens to add, but she would’ve lashed out irrationally. There wasn’t really any place to add that in, but she had a callback to that emotion in the apology to Keyleth later in the episode.
  • Everyone discusses how Keyleth made the right call in jumping out with the twins when she did.
  • Liam is choosing to interpret everyone’s successes in their various resurrection rituals from an in-game perspective as Vax deciding that this is a sign that they’re all being pushed along a certain path, and that they all have a purpose together in the Raven Queen’s eyes–he’s Fate-Touched, but they’re all tangled up with him.
  • Grog essentially assumes that the resurrection ritual is gonna work every time, because that’s what’s happened so far. He’d react pretty strongly if one of them permadied, because he’s not used to dealing with the death of people he actually gives a shit about.
  • Grog is mostly just relieved that Scanlan’s alive. He doesn’t have a very nuanced impression of why Scanlan left, but he assumes he’s gonna be back.
  • The twins bicker over whether Vex might technically be older than Vax now since he was dead longer.
  • Travis talks about developing a character with a weakness and playing to that weakness. Makes it much easier to improv a character if RP is an important part of the game.
  • Liam: The point of the game for this group is to make each other laugh and surprise each other.
  • For playing characters that are family in D&D, Liam and Laura recommend sitting down to hash out backstory together, so you can throw in references throughout to tie it together. It also helps that they already kinda treated each other like siblings to begin with.
  • Laura has really been noticing what a great job Marisha’s been doing of building Keyleth’s character, and Vex has been noticing it, too. “Keyleth’s been getting so freakin’ cool because Marisha’s so freakin’ cool,” and she can finally let that start to bleed through.
  • Grog didn’t entirely get what Percy did in terms of the Friends spell, but if he’d asked Grog to do something he didn’t want to do, things might have been different, but he didn’t give a shit either way.
  • Laura doesn’t think Keyleth’s mom is dead.
  • Someone points out that Vex is the only one who hasn’t called VM their family. Laura is startled and says she absolutely considers them her family, it just hasn’t come up explicitly.
  • Liam points out that Vax doesn’t know shit about being a paladin of the Raven Queen. Laura points out that Vex arguably knows more about the RQ than Vax.
  • Laura starts going through all the flavors of donut she had. Brian cuts the show there.

After Dark:

  • Vex would give up the broom to save Trinket, would not give up Trinket to save Grog, but would give up the broom to save Grog… and would probably not give up Trinket to save Grog.
  • When asked if Vax had any criteria that his friends could’ve failed the resurrection with, Liam refused to answer.
  • Laura ran into a Critical Role fan at Target once.
  • Ashley got recognized a lot in New York by Critical Role fans.
  • A fan asks Vax what it’s like to be controlled by a voice actor named Liam O’Brien. Liam, in-character: “Well, he’s a bit of a dad, isn’t he? He’s a doofus.”
  • Everyone is asked which item they’d want to have in real life. Travis: Whisper. Laura: Raven’s Slumber on the long-term, the broom on the short-term. Liam: Deathwalker’s Ward.
  • Laura saw fanart of Vax giving Vex the feathers when they were kids, and she loved the idea. Originally they were just part of Kit’s concept art.

I saw some people talking about the “Stiles comes back from college hot” trope, and it reminded me that I needed to make a seperate post for this fic!

Inspired by this post. (On AO3)

He’d been hoping for a reaction.

If he was being honest, he’d actually been anticipating a reaction.

While he’d been away at school, he’d started meeting people and making new friends. Some of those friends had turned out to be fitness guys, who loved running and working out. Stiles had ended up accompanying them on numerous gym trips, until eventually he liked it enough to just go, with or without them. He’d liked the feeling of being stronger, being able to trust his body to do what he wanted.

He’d become more confident with his looks, and started accepting invitations to parties. He’d started buying better-fitting clothes to show off his physique, and felt incredibly flattered when he was flirted with often. He’d kissed a lot of people, talked to a lot more, learned as much as he could, and even hooked up a few times.

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Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of my dear followers! You guys are amazing and I love you all. <3 

Quick shout out to my girl @noenoemi for helping me find the cards. They do not belong to me and were found through Google.

Jonathan wasn’t the biggest fan of Valentine’s Day; though it had more to do with the fact that he rarely had anyone to celebrate with, than the idea of it being a made up holiday for stores to sell overpriced candy and cards to the unsuspecting public.

He dreaded the day, because it just reminded him how horribly lonely he was, and how his romantic life was virtually nil. It also emphasized how deeply in love he was with his best friend, with no hope for the future due to the fact that said best friend was straight, and completely unavailable.

Which is why, when he opened his locker on the tenth of February, he was extremely surprised to find a small red envelope sitting among his books.

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thatoneyoulove  asked:

Idk where you want requests... Sorry, here goes: I thought you were my best friend so I jumped on you, but it turns out your just a really famous singer trying to get some shopping done without being noticed. Sorry? Or I'm a cop and you hate it, cause you're always worrying about me, but I love that I get to help people, and we try to work it out. Fluffy and worrying. Idk, those were bad, I'm sorry! But love your writing!!! And thank you, sorry if this is the wrong place.

A/N Thank you so much for your requests!! They are both awesome! This is exactly where they should be sent. I decided to go with the first one but may revisit the other at a later date because it seems pretty cool. Thank you for reading my stuff, I hope you enjoy this!


Thirty minutes late. I sighed, pulling out my phone and verifying the time. I should be used to this by now but it was still frustrating. It sucked to be always on time, to stress about punctuality, and then get rewarded for my promptness by waiting for everyone else to arrive. My best friend, Oliver, was the worst offender. Knowing him he’d found some hot guy on his way into the store and was currently chatting up his latest conquest, oblivious to the fact that I was haunting the home goods store, circling the aisles in a random pattern and avoiding the workers.

“Where are you?” I texted him, considering 30 minutes enough time waiting to not be considered a nag. And really, to be fair (to me), it was 45 minutes. Like the neurotic freak I am, I had arrived 15 minutes early. The sales people in the store probably thought I was nuts.

I did another circle of the lighting department, staring at the ornate lamps on display and fingering the delicate tassels on the shades. There was a blue Victorian inspired one I was especially fond of. I was ogling the intricate embroidery on it when I finally spotted him. His back was to me but I recognized his slim build with surprisingly broad shoulders. His dark hair was covered by a baseball cap.

Sneaking up behind him, I put my hands on his shoulders and jumped on his back. “Finally!” I said, “I’ve been waiting for you for ages.”

“What the fuck?” I instantly went stiff, sliding down his back and stepping away, my eyes growing wide. Fuck! Oliver didn’t have an Irish accent.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorr…” I started to apologize, absolutely mortified. The words died on my lips as my poor accosted stranger turned and I was confronted by the bluest eyes I have ever seen. His forehead was creased as he looked at me, obviously annoyed by my assault. He was fidgeting irritably with a phone and water bottle in his hands, shifting them from one to the other as he took a deep breath.

“Look, I woulda taken a picture with ya. You didn’t need to jump on me.”

“I’m sorry?” I asked, confused. A picture?

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Realize--Chapter One "Mutual Nerdery"

Tom HiddlestonxReader

I’ve been reading too many imagines on @theartofimagining13 … this is the first chapter of the story monster it created.

Chapter One - Mutual Nerdery

You sneak up behind your co-star where he is stretched out on your couch, a beat up copy of the play and your cat settled on his lap, and take a quick picture with your head on his shoulder, both of you making faces. You looked a little ragged after working for hours together in your cramped living room, going over the different versions of the text and other insights into your characters. You posted the picture on twitter for your modest fan base, “Hours discussing Shakespeare? I can think of worse ways to spend a Saturday night. #MutualNerdery.” When he’d suggested these little “dates” to help develop your character’s chemistry and to research together, you half thought it was just his way of flirting, being that smart and charming, but it wasn’t, it was just wonderful conversations, food and kinship with your co-star, you were getting use to it now, you were friends. Less than ten minutes after you posted the picture, you look at your cell phone and can’t help but laugh, you knew that your best friend would not let the selfie you just posted slide by without a comment.

Please tell me you did not just post a no-makeup selfie with your hair in pigtails. – Lou

She would focus on your hair. She seemed to miss the point of the tweet. You had been keeping your next job underwraps for weeks, not even telling your best friend, Lou, that you were headed to Broadway. You shoot off two texts in a row.

No comment on ANYTHING else in that picture?

You’ve been begging me for weeks to tell you about the next project, well…

“What are you giggling about?” You show him the texts and he laughs too. “I’m looking forward to meeting Lou, by the way.”

You wave him off playfully, “You’ll love her, everyone does, she’s me, but younger, prettier, and put together. We always say I got the brains and she got the looks.”

His head tipped back in laughter as my text alert went off again.

Yeah I saw, Tom Hiddleston, that’s no excuse for pigtails. – Lou

You start to reply when Lou’s ringtone, The Pet Shop Boys, Opportunities, starts playing and Tom just laughs harder as you pick up and put her on speaker. “Hey Lou. How’re the kids?”

She launches into a mini-rant, ignoring you entirely. “Why was Tom Hiddleston wearing your glasses, in your living room, looking like he slept there last night? (Y/N), I swear to God that if you were wearing those damn pajama pants when you took that picture, I will find a way to teleport to New York just to punch you in the tit.”

Another, frankly adorable, round of full bodied laughs shake Tom as you look down at my outfit, an oversized Steven Universe T-shirt and grey flannel pj pants that were easily a decade old, and shrug. Tom piped up, “Your guess is spot on. Tom Hiddleston here, I am guessing you are the notorious Lou.”

“(Y/N)! Am I on speaker?” You can hear her start to shift around. Only Lou would primp because she was on speakerphone with an attractive man. “Hello, Tom, Yes, I’m Lou. I am the woman who is going to punch your co-star in the tit for posting a selfie on twitter looking like she just rolled out of bed with you.“

Tom’s eyes went wide a moment before another boisterous round of laughter started up.

You choke a bit, “Jesus, Lou! So classy.” “Hey, at least you can’t see her stripey socks in the picture. Small miracles.” He kept laughing.

Lou’s light and pretty laughter rings through the room as you bop Tom in the back of the head with a throw pillow before he follows suit and almost knocks you onto his lap with the pillow next to him. You shove his legs off the couch and park yourself next to him.

“(Y/N) I swear to God. Can take me off speaker, Darling?” You just shake your head, and put the phone back to your ear. “Are you trying to repel an attractive, single man? Wait, have you already slept with him and that’s why you are comfortable giving up on looking fuckable? But wait, Shakespeare? What show? Why are you two researching in your apartment? What is HE wearing?”

You answer in order once she’s wound down a bit. “No and God no, not yet anyway.” Tom raises his eyebrow and you give him an innocent look, ”Yes, Much Ado, Because I live in this city and he doesn’t, hoodie and trackpants, and to the answer the first question, we have the same prescription and didn’t notice for an hour that we had accidentally swapped glasses. Did that cover it all?”

You could hear Lou shaking her head, “You’re going to marry him, just watch.”

That made you laugh and Tom raised an eyebrow at you as you put up one finger and shook your head to get your breath back. He just pats you on the head, standing to answer the door buzzer and fetch the take-out you had ordered. “Never, Lou, I will always be yours. Now, we need to go, our food is here.”

“See, you’re already we and our, it’s curtains for you and me (Y/N). Just make sure my Matron of Honor gown is pretty, I want to look good in the pictures next to Benedict.”

“You’re cute, shut up and call me later, love to Max and the kids.”

You hang up and grab plates and utensils from the kitchen before settling in again with dinner, Shakespeare, and Tom.

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@theartofimagining13 trying again to link the inspiration blog to this.

Not-White Percy


I can’t remember if Rick explicitly stated Percy as having light skin

But most of the art I see has Percy looking as white as a carton of whole milk

But I like picturing Percy as darker because….well…it’s not really stated WHAT he is, and he know the gods can appear in any form really (I have another post on that coming up) 

So I picture Percy as Freddie McClair (and you can go ahead and disagree with this, this is just my headcanon) who I affectionately call Not-White-Percy

Piper describes Percy as having a ‘skater’ look

(see the skateboards?)


(I know his hair color should be a bit darker and obviously eye color doesn’t match, but whatever it’s my headcanon….plus that’s what hair dye and contacts are for)

Same shaggy hair and attractiveness that makes Calypso, Annabeth, Rachel, Nico, etc cum in their pants adore him

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If I Could Do It All Over Again

All Parts: {x}

Part: 16/?

Pairing: Hamliza

Inspiration: this drawing

Summary: After Alexander died, he realized the existence of reincarnation. While most didn’t believe in the possibility, Alexander was one of those special few who remembered everything in their past lives. Because of this, he spent almost all of his lives searching for his dear Eliza. As his lives went on, things began to seem hopeless, all until he runs into her one day in the most unexpected place.

Warning: mentions of death

Word Count: 3,771

Dedication: y’all bc you have to wait

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A/N: I’m sorry I keep updating late!! I am just so busy!!

Alexander’s hotel bed felt just a bit bigger when he woke up in the early morning. At first, he hadn’t noticed. He’d been sleeping by himself for over two-hundred years without a woman in his arms but when he couldn’t go back to sleep for no apparent reason, he realized something was missing.

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for my now girl

she’s picking leaves off trees
they’re tired, she says
she’s chewing pepto gum

she’s growing, up
combing palms fronds
they prefer Mohawks

she’s etching hearts in trees
for later she says

but we both know that doesn’t exist

we’ve gathered her blanket with satin trim
we’ve clearance to bring her dog, I hold back
the impulse to say he won’t understand
his tail has been down for weeks, his ears
curled like pigs asking for longer? still?
he doesn’t bark at anyone anymore
the neighbors sigh relief as I wipe tears

he waits on her bed when we leave, scurries
on return, his nails scratching hard floors
he bumps his wet nose on her little hand
and he walks beside me back to her bed
I lift her tiny frame, too light, too close
to flight, and he gets me
he lays down on top of her, holding her down
one more day Oh God!

Can’t you have someone else?

my friends say, they’ve made such progress these days
but her eyes are getting too dark, too big
she looks older than she’ll ever be
and she won’t ask now, Will I get better?

she lets me carry her, lets him climb on top
she whispers like a butterfly between
throwing up
it’s okay, I’ve seen it, you know
it’s so pretty there, and there’s so much room

I look at pictures to remember
what color her hair was, so fine spun gold

and how is it no one else sees?
just me and sweet little Doggie Boy
we’ve had since she was a toddler

just me and her dog
carrying her along
Oh God! Oh God!
Can’t she stay? Can’t she stay?


paper airplanes - part two

Phil didn’t mean for it to be creepy. He honestly wasn’t trying to be. But he had to admit, taking pictures of your neighbor while they sit on their balcony and cry is a little bit weird.

Phil’s excuse was he was too beautiful to resist.

Dan’s hair was messy tonight, falling in curls over his pale face. He was reading, a paperback book balanced in his lap that Phil couldn’t quite see close enough to read the title without binoculars, and he wasn’t at that point yet.

His eyes were red and his cheeks slightly tinted, he had clearly been crying. Phil watched as a tear streamed down the boy’s cheek, his lip trembling slightly. The book seemed to be like an emotional barrier, a dam to keep the tears back and distract him, but it didn’t seem to be working.

He was gorgeous.

Phil aimed his camera just right, tilting to the perfect angle and snapping a picture. He waited as it slowly edged out of the side of the camera, carefully pulling it out and fanning it in his hand.

He placed it down on his bed, watching as it slowly began to come into focus. When it was fully done appearing, Phil admired it. It really was a good picture, but because of Dan, not his photography skills.

Phil set it down again, moving to his desk and grabbing his green leather notebook. He turned to the middle of it, past his doodles and pointless scribbles.

He pulled a strip of tape from his dispenser, biting it and tearing it away. Quickly, he taped the corners of the picture to the notebook page, leaving space for writing.

In the margin below the glossy photo, in slightly messy handwriting, Phil scribbled: Dan Howell, the sophomore boy who I’m insanely in love with.

Phil frowned, reading what he had written and leaning in to add: being aesthetically pleasing on his balcony, and the date.

He probably should have thought about how bad of an idea this was, but he liked labels. He liked to name and give things description, for when he looked back later. He had done it to almost all of his books on the large shelf in the corner of his room, scribbled tiny notes about them on post-it notes and sticky tape. It looked messy, but it was just how he liked it.

Phil sighed, running his fingers through his hair and glancing back out his window. Dan was gone, leaving nothing but an empty chair and his book behind. Damn it.

Phil wondered where he went, what his room was like. He began to cringe at his own thoughts before realizing that wasn’t the creepiest thing he had thought about the boy. He often wondered what Dan felt like, how soft his skin was. What he tasted like, smelled like. Of course, Phil would probably never get close enough to tell. He got too nervous around him to even talk to him.

Phil fell back on his bed, grunting quietly, shaking his head to himself and wondering for not the first time how he had allowed himself to fall in love with a boy a year younger than him.


Dan wasn’t paying attention in French class.

It was the only class they had together, and Phil couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to the back of his head and jumper.

His sweater was black today, surprise surprise, but if you looked closely you could see tiny stars embroidered into the fabric. Phil was good at looking close, seeing more than the bigger picture. And Dan seemed like exactly the kind of person you had to look closely to see.

Distractedly Phil picked up his pencil, tapping it on the desk before beginning to write. After a moment he realized he was writing notes.

‘Hey, I’m Phil, I sit behind you two seats and one to the left. Wanna do something sometime?’

No, too stalker-y.

‘Hi I just wanted to tell you that you look absolutely gorgeous in that light and I’m literally in love with every part of you????’

Hell no.

'God damn it Howell I wanna eAT YOUR STUPID BEAUTIFUL FACE MM’

Phil finished the last sentence with a slightly aggressive flourish, and then shook his head, laughing and crumpling the paper in his hand.

“Mr. Lester?” The teacher called out from the front, raising an eyebrow and smiling slightly evilly. “Would you mind telling me why you aren’t paying attention?”

He swallowed heavily, his eyes widening as he felt everyone turn to look at him. Phil was usually pretty confident, but no one likes getting called out in a class.

“Er, s-sorry Mrs. Ashby. Won’t happen again?” Phil muttered under his breath, the last part coming out like a question.

“Well let’s make sure of that,” she replied smartly, striding to my desk. Oh god.

She curtly snatched the paper from his hand, smiling tightly. “I’ll take this.”

She took her time unfolding it and Phil cringed, preparing to get in trouble, or at least shamed in front of the class. She wouldn’t be cruel enough to read it out loud, would she?

Phil watched her face as her eyes flitted across the paper, and he swore that he saw them widen, her lips curving slightly upwards in a smile. She glanced at Phil, and then casually looked around the room, her eyes landing on Dan, who looked rather confused, for a split second longer than the others before going back to Phil.

She dropped the paper on his desk, clearing her throat.

“Don’t do it again,” she said quietly, and Phil swore to god she winked.

As soon as she was back at the front of the classroom all of the other students turned their attention back to her, and Phil let out a breath he had been holding in. Then he heard a sound.

He looked up, stunned. Dan Howell was snickering, almost giggling at him. He snorted, smirking and covering his mouth with his sleeve, and looked up. They met eyes, and Phil swore he felt a shock run through his entire body.

And that moment made everything that led up to it worth it.

pitchforginny  asked:

Ev has been working hard to separate Ginny from the rest of the Padres because this information can't be held any longer.

She could see Evelyn’s eyes excitedly singing across the room, the crowd of players, spouses, and bigwigs acting as barricades, keeping her from squeezing her way through and grabbing her.

Ginny fights back a laugh at her friend’s frustration.  As another person approaches her, this party and endless stream being approached by this person and that person, plastering on a fake smile that she hopes looks genuine as she answers the same questions over and over again, accepting praise that while she knows is well earned, feels inauthentic when everyone seems to just want a piece of her.

The one perk to her dress that Amelia had insisted upon were the pockets, and tonight they were her saving grace.  What had started the night as excitement had since turned into one of anxiety, and the edge of her pocket’s content digging into her fingertip kept her grounded, rooted to the life outside of this party.  A gentle reminder that it would be over soon.

It’s at the point where she was about to excuse herself with a lie when her phone rings and gives her an actual excuse to get out of the conversation.

Her face immediately lighting up at the name displayed across her screen, the picture accompanying the name one she’d taken on the sly, sound asleep.

“Oh thank God,” she breathes into the phone as she makes her way through the crowd out onto the terrace.

The laugh at her greeting caught in the wind and swallowed whole.

“Miss me already, huh?”

“Ugh, it’s awful.  Not even Evelyn can save this party,” she announces, leaning up against the concrete pillar.

“Should’ve stayed home,” he taunts.  “I’m sitting on the couch, looking good I might add, with a beer and ESPN.”

She makes an indiscernible sound into the phone.

“Ginny Baker was that a moan?”

“No, it was a groan,” she correct, dimples out, smile in place.

“Same thing.”

“Sounds like a typical night for an old man.  It’s almost 9 o’clock, right?  You’ll be heading to bed soon,” her raspy voice sounding even more coarse outside in the windy night.

“Sounds about right.  You sure you’re ready to commit—“

“There you are!” Evelyn cheers, casually walking outside to find Ginny.

“Mike, I gotta go,” she says into the phone.

“Evelyn?” He laughs.

“Mmhmm,” She hums.  “Okay, okay, fine,” she whispers into the phone.  “Yeah, yep.  Love you,” she says quietly before hanging up, shoving her phone behind her back and turning to face her friend.

“That Mike?” She asks, eyes prying.

“Yep, he uhh, he’s bored without me,” she teases.

“Oh, I’m sure he is,” she says, raised eyebrow in place.

“You ready to get back in there?” Ginny asks, gesturing at the crowd congregating inside.

“So why didn’t Mike come tonight?” Evelyn throws out before Ginny can grab the door handle to head back in.

“He umm, he just wan’t feeling well, you know, he’s…old,” she says, the excuse falling flat, and her face contorting into one of disbelief at her own response.

“He’s not that old, Ginny,” Evelyn states.

“I know, I’m sorry, that was lame.  Don’t listen to me,” she says, face falling, and wild glances to back inside.

“Anything happen with you two lately?”

Ginny shakes her head, her lips pursed, as if thinking about the events as of lately.

“Nope,” she says with a laugh, throwing her hands up and collapsing by her side.

“He didn’t ask you anything recently?”

Ginny’s face scrunches, her brown furrowing at her friend, debating whether this was a trick or she actually knew what she was implying.

Evelyn’s face betrays her, her excitement exploding through.

“I KNOW YOU’RE ENGAGED!” She practically screams, her hands coming to grip Ginny’s arms, as she nearly jumps up and down in front of her.

“Shhh,” Ginny tries to shush her, but he smile grows by the second, the excitement of her friend giving way for allowance of her own excitement to come to the surface.

“You are, aren’t you?”  Evelyn holds her breath, awaiting her confirmation.

“Yes, we are,” she admits with defeat, her head leaning back, curls blowing across her back as they touch her skin.

“AHHH,” a piercing screech reaches her ears.  “Let me see the ring,” she demands.

Ginny reluctantly brings her hand to her pocket, bringing out the ring she’d been given, the one she’d been hiding the whole night, gripping tightly to the life outside of this party.

“Mike’s got good taste,” Evelyn claims, inspecting the ring.  “In more than just rings,” she says with a wink at Ginny.  “Lucky guy.”

A shy smile indents her face.

“We’re both pretty lucky,” she whispers.

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hoteldumorts  asked:

A HEADCANON FOR YOU: magnus calling alec his little dumpling or something sweet like that and alec turning bright red but he secretly loves it so much

i’m crying olivia omg alsuwkwb magnus would so call alec his little dumpling or his cupcake or his crepe (we’ve talked about this, you know how much i love it) and alec would just turn scarlet every single time and just whine out a “maaagnus” with a big ass smile that he just couldn’t suppress, and just imagine one time they’re just at the institute and everyone is there and they’re discussing some important mission or whatever and magnus just casually says “can you pass me my phone, cupcake?” and everyone just looks up and izzy lights up like the fucking sun bc this is so cute and clary just smiles and luke raises his eyebrows and smirks a bit and jace is already laughing and simon is taking his phone out to take a picture of alec’s reaction and alec himself is just like completely red and he’s smiling shyly and he’s just like “oh my god magnus” and magnus just turns to him and he smirks at him and he takes his phone and he just kisses him on the lips and alec turns even more red and he has to yell at jace to stop laughing!! or maybe they’re just laying in bed just waking up at like 12pm and alec is sleepily clinging to magnus for dear life and magnus tries to get up but alec keeps pulling him down and magnus just starts laughing and he turns to alec and he takes his face in his hands and he’s like “you have to let me get up” and alec just shakes his head and he tucks his head in the crook of magnus’s neck and magnus laughs more and he’s just like “i have to get to work, my little dumpling” and he feels alec’s face getting hot on his skin and a smile forming on his face and he hears a muffled “maaagnus” and he just fondly kisses the top of alec’s head as alec tucks his face away deeper into magnus’s neck and omg i love them i’m sobbing

anonymous asked:

Cute little quirks by MC that turn MM guys on? (OH PLEEEWASSEEE may we also have Jaehee as well?) Thank you~

Author’s note: you can always have Baehee


  • when you wear his gaming headset it makes his knees weak
  • he’s also a COMPLETE sucker for a cute smile
  • when you act like Rika
  • OH he loves it when you sit on his lap and watch him game
  • the way your hair smells after a shower just makes him ugHHHH
  • he really likes your hands?? they’re just so warm and soft ??


  • he loves when MC gets mad and her face scrunches up
  • he also loves when they were short skirts HE MUST CONTAIN THE BEAST WITHIN
  • he goes crazy when MC plays with his hair 
  • when you first wake up he is literally in love with your bedhead
  • omG and your sleepy voice makes him melt
  • low cut shrits
  • looow cut shirts
  • he doesn’t even let you out in a low cut shirt just bc of how strongly they make him feel


  • the first time she saw you in a dress she almost passed out
  • also she loves watching you eat because you act like every bite is something amazing
  • she also loves it when you send her selfies throughout the day
  • hugs
  • just
  • when you wrap your arms around her she just wants to stay their forever


  • when you wear your hair up in a bun and show off your neck jumin has a very hard time concentrating on his work
  • when he catches you and Elly cuddling he takes like 500 pictures and sets one as his screen saver
  • when you put on lipstick/chapstick it’s all over
  • also when you two get into a heated argument and you stand up for yourself he is just wow
  • he loves it when you’re stubborn bc he loves a good challenge
  • just THE WAY you say his name when you want something
  • also he’d never EVER tell you this but when your eyes light up when you’re excited is probably his favorite thing ever


  • my god one day your laugh is gonna kill him
  • when he’s sad he literally has a video of you laughing at one of his jokes to cheer him up
  • when you watch a movie and you lean into him
  • since he’s always awake he loves the way you snore reaLLY really softly
  • it basically puts him to sleep
  • when you bite your lip a little part of him dies

basically if you show skin all RFA members will be putty in your hand i hate them so much

Quit Messin With My Hair

Yo yo yo autumn and I wrote one shots based off of the same prompt!!! ahh this is like my third post this week but enjoy this short one!

Alexander gently pulled the hair tie out of his hair then shook his head lightly from side to side to loosen his hair. He put the black hair tie on his wrist like a bracelet. Alexander then gently pushed open the backdoor. Alexander smiled once his bare feet touched the slightly warm grass. The weather has been surprisingly nice in New York, it has been sunny and warm John has told Alexander its like this in South Carolina in December and what is considered winter in New York.

“Alexander!” Alexander smiled and waved at Lafayette calling his name.

Alexander walked over to his friends saying a few quick hellos before sitting on John’s lap leaning against his chest for support.

“What the hell man?” John asked playfully before wrapping an arm around Alexander’s stomach.

“Ew gross,” Hercules teased the two.

John laughed the rolled his eyes at Herc.

“It’s so nice out!” Lafayette exclaimed their words dripping with a french accent.

“Just think in South Carolina it’s this nice in December,” John said shaking his head playfully his dark curly locks falling from their bun.

“My god John why did you ever move then,” Hercules said jokingly.

“I have no idea now I’m stuck with you losers,” John said laughing at the end.

“But I’m your loser,” Alexander said looking up at John.

John peered down at him, “yes you are.”

Alexander smiled at his freckled boyfriend as John gently kissed the crown of Alexander’s head.

“Ew,” Lafayette teased now laying on the grass their head resting on Herc’s lap.

“Yall keep sayin’ we’re gross look at yourselves,” John said laughing.

“Yall?” Lafayette questioned looking confused.

“My bad its like how people in the south say you all,” John clarified.

Lafayette nodded lightly then laughed a little at themselves.

“Alexander,” John said tapping Alexander’s shoulder lightly.

“Yes my love” Alexander responds lovingly.

“You gotta get off of me,” John said laughing.

“Why?” Alexander playfully questioned.

“My legs are gonna’ go numb,” John said laughing.

Alexander then got up and stretched out his legs after sitting. Alexander watched as John gently ran his fingers through his hair then smiled. Alexander then took his seat sitting directly behind John. Alexander then took ahold of John’s hair and divided it into three pieces.

“Quit messin’ with my hair man,” John said laughing.

“Shh I’m gonna make it even more beautiful,” Alexander said starting to braid his lovers hair.

Alexander then with one hand took the end of the braid and with the other grabbed John’s left wrist. He then pulled the hair tie off of John’s wrist and secured the braid.

“Now don’t move,” Alexander said standing up.

“Okay okay,” John said holding his hands up in surrender.

Alexander stood up and quickly jogged to the garden. He then scanned the array of colorful flowers. Some light purple flowers caught his eye. Alexander carefully made his way to the purple flowers he then selected three that satisfied him and jogged back to the others. Herc and Laf both looked up to see what Alexander retrieved. Alexander held up the flowers and got a nod of approval from his friends. Alexander then went and plopped himself down behind John again and carefully places the flowers throughout the braid.

“Perfect,” Alexander said to himself.

“I wanna’ see,” John said holding his phone up for Alexander to grab.

Alexander quick took a picture then gave John his phone back.

“Alex oh my god this is so cute,” John said.

“Show us,” Herc said excitedly.

John turned around to show off his hair and smiled at Alexander.

“Beau! Beautiful!” Laf said laughing, “you should do that to my hair,” they said looking up at Herc.

“Perhaps one day I will,” Herc said booping Laf’s nose.

“Thank you Alex,” John said kneeling to even out the height.

“My pleasure Laurens,” Alexander said.

Alexander opened his mouth to speak but before any words could come out John had leaned in and kissed Alexander.

“Hey,” Alexander said as John pulled away.

“Love ya’ babe,” John said turning away from Alexander.

Alexander smiled like an idiot before muttering a quick ‘I love you’ back to John.

Roommates//Part 3

This is in high demand, hope you guys enjoy. PS I struggled writing this. 

Originally posted by mggandme

“Guys, we deserve a drink” JJ said sitting back in her chair, “Several drinks” she said correcting her self. Unfortunately she was right catching two killers in one week sure can take a toll on a person. 

“So lets do it, I know the perfect place too” Morgan said with a huge smile, “I can get us a table, and whatever you ladies want to drink” he said pointing at you and JJ. 

“Sold!” JJ said getting up from her seat, “I will see all of you later.” 

Quickly you wrapped the towel around your body trying avoid any other shared bathroom incidents. As soon as you grabbed the bathroom door handle to open it you felt it twist and Spencer pulled the door wide open. Both of you stopped for just a second, you finally breathed out grateful this time both of you we’re decently covered. 

Spencer pursed his lips giving you his infamous awkward smile, without a word you rushed out of the bathroom. Looking deep into your closet you found a dress you found appropriate for the occasion. Nothing super fancy a dark teal off the shoulder dress, which luckily still fit. 

Spencer tried to not stare as you walked out of your room looking absolutely stunning, your hair was actually down for once which didn’t happen too often. While you were too busy looking through your purse to make sure you had everything you needed, Spencer’s eyes we’re busy seeing you in a light he hadn’t before. 

“Okay you ready?” you said grabbing the keys, Spencer managed to shake his head yes. 

When Morgan said he knew the perfect place this wasn’t what you had pictured. “Morgan this a club!” you said in his ear as he came up to hug you. Over his shoulder you could see JJ, Penelope, and Emily all taking shots. “Hey you guys said you need to blow off steam, no better way to do it” Morgan said leading you and Spencer to the table. 

“Y/N! O my god you’re finally here, I got this for you!” Penelope immediately handed you a drink, “Now the party can get started!” 

After a couple drinks the girls pushed you out to the dance floor, Spencer was trying to discreetly sneak glances of you dancing, unfortunately for him Morgan knew exactly what was going on. “Hey don’t worry you’ll get to take her home” Spencer looked at him confused by his statement. 

“It’s okay pretty boy I see you looking, I don’t blame you” he said playfully punching his arm. “It’s not like that” Spencer tried to cover it up, unfortunately his fidgeting hands, and we’re giving him away. 

“Come on you guys are roommates right, I think we all know where thats going” Morgan couldn’t be more obvious, Spencer was completely embarrassed, he had never thought of you in this way before. You we’re his friend, his best friend, whom had seen him naked and was saying his name in your dreams. 

“NO!” Spencer said this time much louder, “No what?” JJ said as she took a seat. “Pretty boys just in denial” Morgan said before Spencer could even begin to think of a way to explain his self. 

“Well why don’t you two go get us some drink, we worked out pretty hard out there” Penelope said winking at Morgan. 

Both of them looked at each other before heading over to the bar. “So how’s living with Spencer” JJ said leaning in closely to your face, automatically all the girls leaned in closer to you. 

The pressure suddenly set in, but all the alcohol you’d had was a little stronger than your common sense. “I walked in on him in the bathroom and I saw him naked, on the first day!” Everyones jaws dropped to the ground and giggles took over. 

“Stop. Stop. That’s already too much” Penelope said. 

“Well that explain the dream” JJ said winking at you, “You guys would look so cute together I can see it now!” she said excitedly.

“NO!” you we’re shocked by her comment, you and Spencer, together, cute? That just didn’t add up. You quickly came to the conclusion that it was the alcohol talking, there was no other explanation.

Unfortunately you couldn’t find an explination as to why you continued to search for Spencer, when you glanced over you saw him talking to a girl at the bar. Smiling, they we’re both smiling, was he flirting? The sight of it was pissing you off. This wasn’t the first time you had seen Spencer flirt with other girls, and usually you thought it was great.

But the anger, mixing with the alcohol, forced you to get up and walk up to him, you came right between them and hugged Spencer. “I want to go home?” you said whispering in his ear. 

Spencer had his arm around your waist and your arm around his neck, trying to get you home had proven to be a little difficult. The truth was you hadn’t had much to drink, but in desperation you we’re pretending to get Spencer out of there.

A little white lie couldn’t hurt right? Spencer opened the door to your apartment, you took of your shoes leaving them by the door. Without closing the door to your room you slid out of your dress throwing it on the floor. Spencer was in the middle of picking up his shoes when he looked through the open door of your bedroom.

Quietly he watched as you drunkenly searched your drawers for a pair of pajamas. Just as you we’re going to unhook your bra you turned around to look at your wide open door, and Spencer’s eyes.

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The King of Hell Walks into a Church

Relationship: Crowley X Niece!Reader, Winchesters X Sister

Words: 1,217

Summary: Due to the Winchesters’ incompetence, Crowley is stuck babysitting their little sister at Christmas Eve mass.

Warnings: None, really. Unless Crowley’s never ending sarcasm needs its own  warning.

Tagging: @mysaintsasinner @winchesters-favorite-girl @deathtonormalcy56

A/N: This was written for the wonderful @cici0507‘s Heaven vs. Hell: Christmas Edition. I had Christmas Mass with a Hell character. First Crowley fic, too! AND this is the second one shot within like 10 days! What an accomplishment, right? I think I’m getting better at this whole writer thing.

Originally posted by f-uni

Heaving a great sigh, Crowley shook his head. He was the King of Hell, dammit! Demons groveled at his feet, sniveling and begging for forgiveness. How in the name of his kingdom had he been roped into babysitting?

Oh, right, it was because those two idiot Winchesters and the angel were too incompetent to accomplish their ridiculous hunt on time and take their little brat of a sister to the gathering of Bible thumping freaks.

At first, he’d refused. Or, at least, he’d tried to. But the moose had been annoyingly insistent, promising that it would only be a few hours at the most. Plus – even though he’d vehemently deny it were anyone to ask – the demon had a very, very small soft spot for the youngest Winchester.

And that was how the King of Hell found himself holding the door of a church open for a ten year old urchin on Christmas Eve.

Dear god, it sounded like a bad joke.

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Code Red- Part 2

Hey guys- here is the second part of ‘ Code Red’. Enjoy! :)

The first part can be found here:


Owen opened his eyes to the sight of total darkness surrounding him. The smell of smoke penetrated his nostrils.

He looked around and realized that he was being trapped under a rubble with no way out.

His first thought was his wife- his lovely wife, Amelia. He had to get to her. He wondered if she knew where he was. Was she looking for him? Or worse still- was she also trapped under a rubble like him?

He had to get out of there- he needed to get to Amelia.

As he tried to get up, he realized that there was something pressed on his chest and legs which was pinning him down. He tried to push away the rubble piled on top of him but it didn’t move an inch.

Frustrated, he laid back down and looked up at the darkness engulfing him, praying to whatever powers above to send someone to rescue him.

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anonymous asked:

Headcanon: Each time Sherlock has a bad day, John makes him hot chocolate and they snuggle on the sofa. They don't say anything, just happy to be here, together. Feeling John next to him, smelling him, touching him is enough for Sherlock to calm down. Each time John has a bad day, Sherlock makes him tea and they watch James Bond or another one of those movies John loves and Sherlock thinks are ridiculous. They both end up sleeping on each other. (1/2)

If Mrs. Hudson finds then, she’d just turn off the TV and the lights and let them sleep. Anecdote: once, Lestrade arrived at Baker Street when they were sleeping on the sofa, Sherlock under John. He didn’t wake them (it was for a cold case, not urgent) but took a picture. The next time Sherlock refused to help on a case, he used the picture as leverage. Sherlock accepted to solve it, but not because of the leverage, because he loved the picture and always has it with him. Thank’s Lestrade!(2/2)

God I love this !!

Sweet Home Alabama

This is a Klaroline version of one of my favorite movies Sweet Home Alabama. I got the idea watching Josh Lucas on Stephen Colbert earlier this week he’s also one of the stars of this movie. I recommend this movie to anyone who hasn’t seen it.

For @misssophiachase who when I told her the concept she fell in love with it and we went back and forth in messages discussing it and getting really excited about the concept. We both love the movie and Klaroline.


The clouds are black it’s thundering and lighting outside. Ten year old Caroline and ten year old Klaus are running across the sand. “ Come on Nik we have to get home.”

“ Answer my question first.”

“ No now come on.”

Klaus still running behind his best friend. “ No you won’t answer or no you won’t marry me.”

Caroline stops running she turns around and puts her hands on her hips. “ No I will not marry you I am ten years old I have to much to do.”

Lightening strikes and the kids scream and Caroline runs the other way. Klaus grabs her hand “ This way love.”

Klaus brings her over to where the lightening hit the sand and it’s glass “ Wow.”

“ We will be safe here.”

“Says who.?”

“ Everybody lightening doesn’t strike twice.”

Caroline turns to him while he’s looking up at the sky. “ Nik why would you want to marry me anyway?”

Klaus smiles down at her “ So I can kiss you when I want.”

Klaus leans down and pecks her on the lips. As he is kissing her lightening strikes them apart.


Present New York City:

“ Wake up gorgeous your boyfriend didn’t recommend us to his newly engaged brother because we sleep on the job.”

“ Enzo let her sleep if I had her boyfriend or his older brother I wouldn’t be sleeping either.”

Caroline looks between her two best friends Enzo St claire and Katerina Petrova. Together they run a party planning business. “Enzo’s right this client is important if we can impress him maybe he can tell his mother how good of a job we did and she can start liking me. How are we doing with everything?”

Katherine hands her a folder “ Right on schedule Amara will walk down the isle any minute now and Silas is already in his spot. All we need to do is watch my older sister marry Stefan’s twin brother.”

Enzo puts his arm around Caroline’s shoulders “ And how could anyone not like you your pure sunshine.”

Caroline puts her head on his shoulder “Thanks.”


After the wedding Caroline is making sure everything is going smoothly when someone comes up behind her and puts his arms around her waist. “ This wedding was amazing you did a fantastic job.”

Caroline turns around its her boyfriend Stefan Salvatore youngest son of the mayor of New York. “ Stefan, you really liked it. Did your mother?”

Stefan smiles down at her “ Maybe our wedding could be like this.”

“ You have to ask first. ”

“ I have to go give my congrats to Silas and welcome Amara to the family. Remember we have that fundraiser tonight with my mother.”

Caroline tries her hardest to get Stefan’s Mother Lily to like her but Lily doesn’t think she’s good enough to for her son. “ We can’t skip it, your mother is always rude to me at those things.”

“ It will be fun I promise.”

Later that night Stefan sent a car to Caroline’s apartment to pick her up. The car stops and the driver turns around and tells Caroline to follow him inside. They get inside and Stefan is waiting. He takes her by the hand and they walk through a door he gestures with his hand and the room lights up and they are in Tiffany’s. “ Pick one out.”

Caroline gasps “ Oh my god.”

Caroline and Stefan arrive at the fundraiser Caroline has her diamond ring hidden so nobody knows. When she shakes Lily’s hand Lily feels the ring. “ Stefan why is Caroline wearing a ring on an important finger.”

“ Can we not do this right now mother.”

“ I want an answer”

Lily turns the ring around so the diamond is facing out “ Your engaged.”

The paparazzi take pictures of the three.


“ I’m hurt I’m one of your first New York friends and you didn’t tell me?”

Caroline closes her suitcase and looks over at Katherine in the doorway to her bedroom “ I’m seriously regretting giving you a key.”

Katherine lays on the bed and gives Caroline the paper the front page is Caroline and Stefan with the caption in big letter he’s taken ladies Stefan Salvatore is engaged. “ If I got engaged I would of told you the second it happened.”

“ I know you texted me in the middle of you having sex.”

“ That was one time and I couldn’t help it Mason was so bad in bed the only thing that was keeping me awake during that was texting you and he didn’t even notice.”

Enzo comes in with coffees and hands them to each of them. “ So make it up to us and give us the play by play.”

Caroline smiles at her friends yes they’re crazy and someone with Katherine’s personality shouldn’t even exist but she loves them. She met them the first week she moved here seven years ago. “ Stefan told me we’re going to a fundraiser, I get in the car and the driver takes me to this building and inside Stefan is waiting he takes me through this door and the store lights up and were in Tiffany’s he tells me to pick one out.”

Both Katherine and Enzo look at each other they know they need to say something but they don’t know who should say it. Katherine speaks up. “ I’m saying this as your best friend and I love you. Really that is the worst proposal I’ve ever heard he didn’t even ask you. I’m taking him off my list of people I want to sleep with.”

Caroline looks to Enzo to be more supportive. “ I’m sorry Cinderella it sounds like your settling I we want you to be happy. Stefan just might not be your Prince Charming. Your always trying to impress his mother who doesn’t like you. How many times has he had to cancel on you because his older brother had a problem? We’re just looking out for you.”

Stefan has canceled more than half of their dates.

“ Gorgeous what’s with the suitcase are you doing a runaway bride before the wedding even has a date?”

Caroline points a finger at Enzo. “ I knew it was a bad idea to have a Julia Roberts movie night with you. No I’m not running away well kind of I’m going home.”

With both Enzo and Katherine’s confused looks Caroline explains. “ Remember I’m from Alabama.”

Katherine puts her arm around Caroline’s shoulders “ That right our little country girl. Hey are country men better in bed if they are I might be taking a trip down to Alabama.”

Caroline pushes Katherine away “ I wouldn’t know I’ve only been with one.”

“ Do tell.”

“ I can’t I would miss my flight but I will tell you this because I know you Katerina and it’s killing you I’m not telling you all the details, the guy I slept with in Alabama best I’ve ever had.”

“You know since Stefan technically didn’t say the words will you marry me your allowed to sleep with whoever you like so maybe a little time with best you ever had.”

Caroline smiles at her “ I’ll take it under consideration. Now I have to go I’m going to miss my flight”


As Caroline is pulling up to this big house she sees Freya Mikaelson pulling out of the driveway. She knows where there’s one Mikaelson there’s always more. The Mikaelsons stay together the siblings are extremely close. She was best friends with all of them but closest to the forth child Klaus. She loved the Mikaelsons she didn’t have any siblings and the Mikaelsons had seven kids they were her siblings her family.

She pulls up the driveway after Freya leaves. The Mikaelsons dog starts barking at her. Klaus comes out of the house but doesn’t recognize her. “ She’s loud but doesn’t bite. How may I help you.”

Caroline takes her sunglasses off “ Well for starters you could get your stubborn ass over here and give me a divorce.”

Klaus’s mouth goes dry. He never expected to see her again. “ Your just as stubborn if not more than me sweetheart. And you show up here after seven years and demand a divorce without even a hi remember me your wife.”

“ I’m not your sweetheart anymore and I haven’t been your wife in a long time. Just sign the papers Klaus so I can leave.”

“ Living in New York has made you cold. Are you going to visit your parents while your in town I know they miss you.”

Caroline glares at him “ I’m only in town so you can sign these papers I didn’t want to come here but you keep sending them back. Then we never have to see each other again and this nightmare can be over.”

“ Love our marriage wasn’t that bad.”

“The day of our wedding you were so drunk from the night before you throw up on my dress and then slept it off in your truck. I went to our reception with vomit on my dress and we never even had our first dance.”

The dog keeps barking they both turn to the dog “ Shut up Tyler. ”

“Shut up Hayley.”

“What happened to Tyler?”

“He died shortly after you left was so heartbroken you left him. It was sad watching him every time someone came in the door he got all excited thinking it was you but it never was.”

Klaus goes back in the house and locks the door. Caroline angrily pounds on the door “ Niklaus Mikaelson open up this door.”

One of the housekeepers goes to open the door Klaus stops here “ No don’t answer it she’s crazy.”

Klaus runs to the back door and locks it. He gets back to the living room and hears. “ The next time you lock someone out make sure they don’t know where the spare key is sweetheart.”

He looks over and Caroline is sitting on the couch. “ It would be nice if your wife told you where it was. Kol’s been looking for that key for years.”


Caroline sees a blinking red and blue colors outside the window. “Seriously you had the housekeepers call the sheriff on me did you forget the sheriff is my mom.”

“ Oddly enough this isn’t the first time I’ve been called to my own home for a disturbance.”

Caroline turns at the sound of the voice “ Elijah your the sheriff?”

Caroline throws her arms around her former brother in law. “ After your mother retired because she was too depressed that her only daughter up and left. I became sheriff.”

Klaus leans in the doorway “ Brother enough reunion this is a crime.”

“ Caroline you can’t just break into others peoples houses.”

Caroline goes over to the couch “ I didn’t break in Elijah I used my key.”

Elijah sees the divorce papers and looks over at Klaus “ I thought you took care of this.”

“ So did I.”

“Well then there’s nothing I can do your still married meaning this is her house as much as it is ours.”

Elijah turns to leave but Klaus isn’t done yet “ Brother there has to be something you can do. Remember when she stole the steaks from the Winn Dixie.”

“ You know I took those back.”

“ Vandalism at the junkyard.”

“ Seriously like I could tip a cow by myself.”

“Wait isn’t there still a warrant for who ever pushed the Donovan’s tractor into the fish pond.”


Caroline is getting her picture taken in the police lock up. “ Turn to the left.”

When she turns she puts up the middle finger.

Her dad is asleep when the phone rings. Her mom answers the phone. “ Hello.”

“Hey mom.”

“ Caroline it’s been so long since we’ve heard your voice. Are you ok?”

“ I’m in town and I need you to come down to the station and come get me.”


“So what put you in jail this time?”

“Those other times it was usually Klaus fault although sometimes it was Kol’s. Anyway it wasn’t my fault.”

“It always comes back to Klaus. He’s changed you know, I see your priorities Klaus, jail, then me.”

“Mom it isn’t like that I love you, your my mother. I’m sorry I didn’t follow in your footsteps. I’ve known Klaus my whole life so yeah some part will always come back to him but I’ve tried to stop that. Maybe you like to know how I’m doing in New York.”

Liz nods. “ I’m sorry it’s just that I don’t see or hear from you in seven years then you show up out of the blue and ask me to pick up from the police station. So how are you.?”

“ I’m good I met someone we’re getting married, he’s really nice I’m happy. I came here because Klaus never signed the papers were still married.”


The next day Caroline is in town talking on the phone with Enzo. When she hears someone whistle at her “ Enzo hold on I have to bitch someone out.”

Caroline turns towards the whistler and sees Kol and Rebekah Mikaelson “ Change of plans Enzo I’ll call you back.”

“ Oh my god guys it’s been forever of all the Mikaelsons I’ve missed you two the most.”

Rebekah and Kol smile and hug Caroline “ So what brings you to this neck of the woods.”

“ I thought you were too good for us.”

“ Your brother is an ass.”

Rebekah and Kol laugh “ Which one if you ask me they all are. Have some class Caroline don’t call Kol an ass in front of him don’t you remember he’s sensitive.”

Kol pushes Rebekah who is laughing. “Nik, I have no problem calling Kol an ass to his face.”

“ I know you called me one at your wedding.”

“ I was so mad that day I was going off on everyone.”

Rebekah and Kol once came up to New York to see Caroline. A month after she moved they came up met Katherine and Enzo. “ So how long are you staying?”

Caroline sighs “Hopefully not for long, I’m on my way to the bank. We should catch up later.”

“ If your on your way to the bank we should get far away, don’t need another bank incident.”

“Oh I was putting that cat out of its misery.”


She gets to the bank and the bank guard sees her and stands up quickly and moves towards the door. “ Hi mr Parker how’s your leg?”

“ It doesn’t give me much trouble.” “ I’m taking my lunch break.”

Caroline goes up to the teller and it’s Vicki Donovan. “ Well look what the cat dragged in.”

Caroline smirks “ The joys of being home.”

“ I heard you and Klaus had quite the reunion.”

“ The perks of small towns. He’s still out of your league Vicki.”

Vicki looks down at her nails “ I’ve already had my chance with him didn’t work out he’s too rich for me.”

Caroline reaching inside her bag feels that even though her and Klaus aren’t together and he got her arrested last night she feels that need inside her to defend him and she hates that feeling. “ Yes because nice, extremely handsome, great family, British, all around amazing, is too good for you if I remember correctly you used to like the burnouts like Jeremy Gilbert.”

“ Jeremy and I have been married for three years.”

That took Caroline by surprise “ Oh wow well congrats. I need to make a withdraw from my-”

“ -joint account from what I hear you two are still married.”

Caroline gets a devilish smile on her face. “ Yes we are.”


Klaus gets home and sees lights on inside he thinks nothing of it Rebekah or Kol are probably home or maybe Freya and Lucien are visiting. He steps inside and Caroline greets him at the door “ Hi sweetheart how are you, did you have a good day, I made you a bourbon just like you like it.”

He takes the drink and looks down at her “ What the bloody hell is going on. I’m going to fire Genevieve and Aurora for letting you in.”

He goes to leave looking for the housekeepers when Caroline stops him “ I gave them the night off told them I wanted to have a proper reunion with my husband.”

Klaus starts searching her pockets “ You always did have no patience.”

“ Where is the hide away key?”

Caroline pulls a key out of her bra “ You mean this key?”

Klaus goes to reach for it and Caroline puts it back in her bra. “ I think I’ll keep this for now.”

“Did you forget you don’t live here. Now give me the hide away key and go back to New York.”

Caroline ignores him and goes back to the kitchen. “ You know today I was shopping with Rebekah and we were talking and she invited me to stay here I told her I would love to.”

“ I see you found her accent again. ”

Caroline smiles up at him “ That’s not all I found today, since I will be living here I bought you a new bed it will be here next week, till then we will just have to make do with your bed.”

“ You are not sleeping in my room. Spend your money all you want love, your not staying here. ”

Caroline looks up at him standing in the doorway drinking his bourbon “ But I thought you said you should think of it as our money.”

Klaus glares at her “ You didn’t.”

Caroline smiles victorious at him “ I believe the words joint account are flashing through your head right now and yes it did.”

Klaus slaps his glass on the counter “ How much did you take?”

Caroline puts the knife down and leans forward on the counter “ All of it.”

“That wasn’t yours to take.”

“Sign the papers and I’ll give it back.”

Klaus just wants this to be over he can’t keep fighting with her. “ Fine give me the pen.”

Caroline gives him the pen and papers. Klaus looks down at them “ Nobody finds their soulmate when their ten years old.”

Caroline looks at him sad “ Yeah I guess.”

Klaus looks at his watch “ You know what sweetheart I just remembered I have a date, I’ll sign them after.”

Klaus goes up the stairs to his bedroom and Caroline follows him “ You have a date we are still legally married.”

Klaus takes his shirt off and turns around in his doorway. “Says the woman who left me and got engaged to another man. So I think I’m entitled to go on a date.”

Caroline is speechless she didn’t think he knew. He is still as muscular if not more than the last time she saw him shirtless he tries not to look at his naked chest. “ Who told you.”

“ Nobody told me I read it in the news.”


Caroline pulls up to the bar in town and so doesn’t fit in she’s in high heels, jeans and a off the shoulder sweater. Freya Mikaelson is working behind the bar when she sees Caroline “ Oh my god if it isn’t my favorite sister in law. Come here give me a hug.”

Freya comes around the bar and hugs Caroline. Caroline hold up her hand “ Soon to be ex sister in law, I thought this was Esther’s bar.”

“ It was when our parents retired they gave the bar to Lucien and I. He’s around here somewhere it’s so hard to keep track of that man.”

After Caroline orders a drink she hears “ Oh my god Caroline.”

Caroline turns around and her old friend Bonnie Bennett is standing before her with a baby in her arms “ Bonnie how are you, look at you, you have a baby in a bar.”

“ This is nothing I have three more at home. Kai always jokes saying if we were witches we could have our own coven.”

After talking with Bonnie Caroline finds her main target for the night. “ Mind if I join you?”

Klaus turns around from talking to his date. “ We do were in the middle of something.”

Caroline puts out her hand “ Hi you must be Klaus date I’m Caroline Klaus wife he refuses to divorce even thought I’m engaged to another man.”

Klaus turns to his date to is in shock looking at Caroline’s ring. “ Can you go get us some drinks?”

Klaus’ date Cami goes to leave but comes back and address Caroline “ What kind of martini is that?”

“ Not her and me, you and me.”

Klaus returns to the pool table with his friends when Caroline puts her martini right in front of his shot.“ You want me to mean to you in front of your friends. Oh that right you don’t have any friends.”

Klaus finishes her Martini then looks down at her “ I had a friend once she was crazy, fearless, fun, everything you want in a best friend then she left and came back cold as ice.”

After a couple more rounds of drinks Caroline is drink playing pool plus shes angry a bad combination. Marcel never really liked Caroline he even tried to talk Klaus out of marrying Caroline. “ When are you going to divorce her.”

“‘She waited seven years a few more days wont kill her unfortunately.”

Marcel looks over at Klaus “ Now to win the game you need to get the ball in the corner pocket Just like in that game.” Marcel looks over at Caroline. “ You remember the big football game don’t you.”

“How could I forget that was the night Klaus got me pregnant.”

Klaus face Immediately drops from smug to you didn’t just go there. “ Why don’t you just go public with that.”

“ I just did and it’s not like anyone can keep a secret in this town. I mean look at the people right here Rebekah can’t keep a man to save her life, Kol can’t find a woman to put up with him and Elijah has a stick so far up his ass I’m surprised he can still walk.”

Freya comes out behind the bar “ Klaus you need to get her out of my bar before she causes anymore damage.”

Klaus takes her by the arm and drags her out Caroline still insulting people as she’s leaving. Bonnie gives the baby to Kai and takes Caroline’s purse out to her. “ I need to find my keys.”

Klaus fights to get the purse out of Caroline’s hands and puts her in his truck.

As Klaus is giving Cami Caroline’s keys so Caroline can have her car in the morning Caroline leans over to the drivers seat and throws up. As she is wiping her mouth she leans out the car and says “ Payback.”

Klaus looks up into the sky “ This woman is going to kill me.”

Caroline’s dad answers the door and Klaus is carrying Caroline who fell asleep bridal style Into the house. Liz takes Caroline’s purse while Klaus takes Caroline to her room.


The next morning Caroline rolls over in bed with a terrible hangover but rolls onto something she opens her eyes and it’s the divorce papers Klaus signed them.

Caroline staggers into the living room and finds her father dressed as a civil war solider complete with civil war gun.

After a couple cups of coffee Caroline heads over to the Mikaelsons to apologize. She rings the doorbell and Aurora answers Klaus is walking past the door when he sees her “ Leave nobody wants to talk to you here.”

“ I came to apologize I feel just awful for what I said to Rebekah, Kol and Elijah.”

“ You stay outside I will go see if they want to accept your apology, Rebekah cried herself to sleep last night your her oldest friend and you said some nasty things to her last night.”

Caroline nods “ I know.”

Klaus returns with his siblings “ Rebekah, Kol, Elijah I’m so so sorry I was drunk and angry at Klaus and I shouldn’t of taken my anger out on you three. I love you guys you will always be my family.”

Kol has his arms crossed over his chest leaning on the banister of the stairs “ Just so you know I have a girlfriend remember Davina Claire we have been with for two years.”

“ I’ve been dating Matt Donovan for a couple months now.”

“ I’m so happy for you guys I wish you all the luck.”


Caroline is about to leave when Freya runs out of the house. “ Caroline, wait I need to tell you something.”

Caroline turns around at her car. “ Let me I’m banned from your bar.”

“ No. I remember the day before your wedding Klaus came home told me she’s crazy she pregnant, planning our wedding, and planning three different prom committees. I asked him does that make you love her any less? He told me I’ve loved her since I was ten I will love her till the day I die. He drank the night before your wedding because he was scared he didn’t think he was good enough for you.”

Caroline never heard this. “ That’s crazy of course he good enough. I wasn’t good enough to for him.”

Both Freya and Caroline are leaning on the hood of Caroline’s car “ You and him have something that is special, you two found each other when you were ten. Your love for each other is so deep and meaningful. When I got married to Lucien eight years ago I wanted to have the same love that you two share. We both saw his face when you mentioned the pregnancy he still blames himself for what happened you ran away when he needed you most.”

Caroline looks at the windows of the house hoping to see him but doesn’t “ It wasn’t his fault or mine. After we lost the baby I needed a fresh start. He could of followed me to New York.”

“ He did when Kol and Rebekah went up to New York Klaus went with them but he couldn’t face you it was too hard he saw you laughing, smiling and he’s always wished you the best he knew it would take more than apology to get you back he would need to conquer the world my brother would do anything for you.”

Caroline wipes a tear from her eyes “ When I first got to New York I thought of him everyday somedays like on our anniversary I still cry. I loved your brother so much I would of done anything for him. I thought we would be together forever.”

“So did he. Under all the hate and anger you two feel for each other now there is still love. Why do you think he never signed all the times you send the papers.”

Caroline looks over at Freya “ He hoped I would come back to him.”

Freya nods “ He never lost hope. Yes he’s mad right now but he still loves you and you still love him.”

“ Freya I’m engaged to another man. I don’t love Klaus anymore.”

Freya notices something around Caroline’s neck. “ If you don’t love him why are you wearing your wedding ring around your neck?”

Caroline touches her necklace. She kept her ring and put it on a chain because it felt like a part of Klaus a part of their life was still with her everywhere she went. “ I didn’t want to loose it.”

Caroline hugs Freya “ Thank you Freya for everything.”

“ Your welcome and I meant what I said your my favorite sister in law and you always will be.”


They hear a camera go off and look behind then and it’s Lily’s right hand man Malcolm taking pictures of the house. “ Can we help you?”

Caroline whispers to Freya “ Play along please.”

Freya nods. “ I’m Malcolm from the New Yorker I was hoping to get an interview with your family.”

“My family isn’t here only me and my sister. ”

“ Well then should we do the interview inside get some pictures.”

Caroline looks over at Freya for help. “ You know what it’s such a nice day why would you want to be in some old big house that has rooms just like every other house when you can be out here in the sun and fresh air.”

They take Malcolm on a tour of the grounds and he leaves satisfied. “ I am so sorry I dragged you into this Freya.”

“ Your family.”


Caroline pulls up to the festival in town with food, bands, goat feeding she sits down with Rebekah and Matt “ Are we good Rebekah.”

Rebekah reaches her hand over the table to Caroline’s “ Always your my sister in law, my oldest and best friend.”

Caroline smiles and squeezes Rebekah’s hand. Caroline finds Kol and Elijah and makes up with them too.

That night the band starts playing Sweet Home Alabama everyones dancing Bonnie comes up to them and asks Klaus to dance because Kai can’t dance.

Kai comes up behind Caroline “ I can dance she can’t keep count.”

Caroline grabs his hand and drags him to the dance floor “ Let’s see about that.”

Caroline gets next to Bonnie “ He’s not bad maybe it’s you.”

“ Let me in.”

Bonnie dances with Kai and Caroline and Klaus look awkwardly just standing there. Klaus puts his hand out and Caroline takes it. “ One dance only because I love this song then we have to talk.”

Klaus nods.

Freya and Lucien are dancing and Freya sees her brother and Caroline. “ Look.”

Lucien looks over at them “ What were you two talking about earlier. You were out there for a long time.”

“ Nothing I just shed some light on the relationship.”

“ Are you trying to set up your brother and Caroline.”

Freya smiles “ They can’t be set up if they are still married, they still love each other.”

Lucien kisses her.


After their dance Klaus disappears he’s on the water tower with his friends when he sees Caroline walking “ I think I’m going to call it a night.”

Caroline sees a sign for the cemetery she walks though it and stops at Tyler’s grave. “Sorry it took me so long to come home. If I would of known you were so heartbroken I would’ve came sooner. I’ve been pretty selfish lately I wish you were here so you could give me kisses and make my problems go away when everything was going wrong you never left my side. I’m sorry I left you. You probably thought it was your fault.”

Klaus comes up behind her “ I told him it was my fault.”

Caroline turns around and wipes her tears “ Stop being nice.”

“It’s the truth.”

“ It’s to complicated the truth, life, us.”

Caroline sits on a bench while Klaus sits next to her “ He was a good dog and you looked to be having fun out there.”

“ I’m happy in New York then I come down here and I’m happy too.”

“ You can’t have both love.”

Caroline looks over at him “ Maybe I could fly south for the winter.”

“ Look”

Caroline turns toward his direction and sees lights. “ Lighten bugs only you would point that out.”

“ You know I still go out there see the storm clouds.”

“ I had a dream about it the other day.”

Klaus looks over at her “ Do you ever wonder what would happen if you didn’t get pregnant?”

Caroline goes to open her mouth when klaus mouths from next to her to In front of her. “ Let me get this out I thought that baby would be an adventure but that would be your only adventure you deserve so much more than this town and me. You have done so well for yourself sweetheart I’m proud of you I’m just sorry I never danced with you at our wedding.”

Caroline is speechless she gets up to leave “ I can’t do this right now.”

Klaus holds her arm “ I know.”

Caroline kisses him. Klaus pushes her away “ Go home love.”


The next morning Caroline is leaving she puts her stuff in the car and her mom comes out to see her off. “ You need to stay as far away from here as possible Klaus is like quicksand and you always fall in.”

“ Mom I’m marrying another guy Klaus signed the papers Klaus and I are over.”

Caroline hugs her mom and gets in her car she just has to make one stop first the battlefields.


Caroline is walking through the battlefields looking for her father. “ Dad where are you?”

One of the supposed to be dead soldiers sits up “ Who are you looking for?”

“Bill Forbes.”

The guy calls his regiment and the whole battlefield of supposed dead people sit up and help her. One of the people in the back calls over to her “ He’s about to surrender.”

“ Thank you.”

The regiment lay down again no pretend to be dead.


Klaus is driving through town and comes to a two lane intersection and stops next to a black car. Klaus let’s the black car go ahead of him. Both cars pull up to Klaus house.

Stefan Salvatore gets out of the black car while Klaus gets out of his truck. “ Good afternoon.”

“How are you?”

“ Good thank and you?”

“ No complaints so are you here to see one of my siblings?”

“ Actually I’m here to surprise my fiancé Caroline.”

Klaus is surprised and he can tell right off the bat he doesn’t like Stefan. “ Then you have the wrong house.”

Stefan turns around “ This is the Mikaelson house right.”

“Yes are we talking about the same girl Caroline Forbes?”


Klaus let’s out a laugh “ That girl is crafty.”

Stefans confused look Klaus ignores it. “ Stefan Salvatore.”

“ Klaus Mikaelson.”

“ Oh so this is your house?”


Stefan rings the doorbell and Freya and Lucien answer they were on their way out anyway. “ Hey klaus what’s going on?”

“ Oh you know just meeting Caroline’s fiancé do you know where she is?”

Stefan introduces himself. “ Freya her sister. And this Lucien her brother in law. I see you already met Klaus her-”

“ -brother.”

“ I think Caroline said something yesterday about visiting her dad up at the battlefields.”

“ The battlefields”

“Come on I’ll take you.”

Freya steps forward “ You know brother why don’t Lucien and I take him up we were leaving anyway and you just got home.”

Klaus turns towards his older sister “ Now what kind of a brother would I be if I didn’t give my sister her fiancé.”

They walk away and Freya scrunches up her face “ This isn’t going to end well.”


“ So who is Caroline Forbes.”

“A local hero around here.”

With Stefan’s curious look klaus gives a little detail. “She blew up the bank.”

“ And that made her a hero.”

Klaus is so proud of her plus he loves telling this story. “Well a legend she was ten unfortunately nobody was hurt except the cat.”

“What cat.”

“ The one with the dynamite on its back. ”

Stefan can’t believe this story “ She blew up a cat?”

“ The cat was scheduled to die anyway.”

“ From dynamite.”

“ The vet said it had cancer so our brother Kol thought we should put it in a chamber where it would suck your lungs out but little Caroline couldn’t bare the thought of that she wanted something more humane. They were doing some blasting up by the new highway so we took the cat up and taped him up used thirty feet of fuse to be in the safe side said our prayers then ran. So we were sitting at the dinner and we see the cat trotting down the road we would of caught the cat to but the second the fuse hit his tail he took off like a bullet into the bank. Theory is he wriggled his way free because people say they still see him walking around with a scorched tail he’s a little skittish around humans.”

“ Stefan is amazed ” Wow quite the story.“

“Well she’s quite the girl.”

Stefan looks over at him “ What happened to her?”

“ Got pregnant married a loser right after high school.”


Caroline is watching her father on battlefields she turns around and Stefan and Klaus are coming up the hill. “ Surprise”

Stefan kisses her in front of Klaus who looks uncomfortable. “ What are you doing here?”

“ Came to deliver your fiancé.”

Stefan turns to Klaus. “ She was talking to me?”


“ It must be really exhausting living a lie my dear sister.”

Caroline scrunches up her face and Stefan looks at her “ What is he talking about?”

Klaus turns to Stefan “ You and I are in love with two very different people.”

Klaus leaves and Stefan turns to Caroline “ Is he a close brother?”

Caroline looks up at the sky “ I’m so glad I’m on a battlefield.”

Stefan looks confused “ I’m just going to lay down and die here.”

Caroline comes clean “ He’s my husband.”

“ Your married your brother Caroline.”

“ He’s my ex husband now I came down here to get it divorced.”

Stefan is freaking out as Bill rides up to them on a horse. “ I thought I saw you in the crowd who’s your friend?”

“ Bill Forbes.”

Stefan puts the pieces together “ Caroline Forbes. ”

Stefan walks away and Caroline chases after him “ Let me explain.”

“ No I don’t know you. All I know is I’m on the next flight out of here.”


Caroline is sad and helping her mom make dinner when her dad shows up with Stefan. Stefan looks around Caroline is not the girl he fell in love with but he knows one thing he does love her.“ Will you still have me?”

Caroline hugs him “ Except I want the wedding here in my hometown.”

“ I think I can arrange that.”


Lily still doesn’t like Caroline but has agreed to help she suggests the Mikaelson house. “ I don’t think so.”

“ It was the foundation of your lie.”

When Lily get in her car Caroline sees Malcolm waiting for her.


Caroline has been calling Klaus for days finally she goes over to the house and Rebekah answered. “ Rebekah I’ve been calling the house for days why hasn’t anyone picked up.”

“ Nik unplugged all the phones even took our cell phones away. Now at your last wedding Freya and I were bridesmaids are we still bridesmaids or guests?”

“ Of course your bridesmaids your my best friends.”


Caroline called Enzo and Katherine and told them she’s getting married they got on a plane and flew down. Caroline sees a poster in the airport for glass she really liked at the festival. “ Guys this is that glass I was telling you about.”

“ Deep South glass.”

“ Yes let’s go.”

They find the store and it’s all different shapes of glass. “ This is beautiful.”

“ It’s what happens when lightening strikes sand.”

Katherine puts her arm around Caroline’s shoulders “ Who is that?”

Caroline looks to where Caroline is looking and sees Klaus, Kol and Elijah. “ My husband.”

Both Katherine and Enzo look at Caroline. “ Oh honey you’ve been holding out on us. So which sexy man is he.”

“ The one on the left and he’s my ex husband.”

“ Do tell gorgeous.”

“ And while your at it tell me the one of the rights name he is sexiest man I’ve ever seen. I think I just found my new home.”

“We married right out of high school we were so in love but like all fairyales this one has an end. His name is Klaus those are his brothers Kol and Elijah.”

Katherine still looking at Elijah “Elijah I like it. That look right there says your not over him. I see more chemistry with you and him than with you and Stefan. I’ve never heard you say I’m so in love with Stefan. Klaus is the best sex you’ve ever had. You should be with him.”

Enzo agrees with Katherine “ Follow your heart Cinderella your prince isn’t in New York your prince is right there.”

Caroline tears her eyes away from Klaus “ Even if I did follow my heart he’s not talking to me anyway. ”

Katherine takes her hand “ I’ll fix that.”


Klaus and his brothers were talking when Katherine marches up to them “ Excuse me.”

The brothers look at her “ Yes may we help you?”

Katherine pushes Caroline towards Klaus he catches her so she doesn’t fall. “ I’m sorry about my friend she’s eccentric.”

“ I know the type.”

He motions towards Kol. Caroline smiles. “ This is beautiful.”

“ Why don’t you look around, get something to eat, sit on the deck enjoy yourselves.”

“ Klaus we need to talk.”

Klaus starts heading up the stairs “ No we don’t I was an idiot for thinking you still had some feelings for me.”

Caroline runs after him “ I will always have feelings for you.” Caroline pulls out her necklace “ Do you know why I wear this around my neck everyday. And why I choose to keep the name Mikaelson when I left. To keep a part of you with me. When I left I was scared but I knew you were with me in spirit.”

“Love I didn’t need to be with you in spirit if you didn’t leave.”

“ After everything I needed a new life. I left when the only thing that would make us happier was each other.”

Klaus looks down he’s ashamed to admit this “After you left I barely left the house that why my siblings moved into our house to keep me company and sane. I still love you Caroline.”

Caroline touches his arm “ And you don’t think I still love you.”


Caroline goes back downstairs and Katherine is flirting with Elijah. “ You know I love a man in uniform but I bet you would look just as well in a suit.”

Elijah smiles at her when Caroline comes over “ Come on let’s go guys.”

“ One more thing before we go who owns this store it’s beautiful.”

Kol puffs out his chest “ I do well Klaus and I do.”


Alaric Saltzman enters the dinner and everyone looks at him “ Can we help you?”

“ Yes I’m looking for Caroline Mikaelson.”

Bonnie and Kai are in the dinner “ We haven’t heard that name in a while. What do you want with her.”

“ It’s a private matter.”

“ Then I’m afraid we can’t can’t help you.”


Caroline is cleaning her room of all her beauty contest trophies and cheerleading trophies “ This is a disaster.”

Katherine’s laying on the bed while Liz is talking with Enzo in the kitchen. “ It’s going to be fine.”

“ Are you even listening to me? I have feelings for Klaus and I’m marrying Stefan and Stefan, his mom and brothers are going to be here any minute.”

Katherine comes over to her and puts her hands on Caroline’s shoulders “ Breath now we are going to do the same thing I did during my relationship with mason.”

“ I really don’t think texting you during sex is going to help.”

Katherine rolls her eyes “ No but if you do get bored in that department do text me. I was talking about faking it. Your a former beauty contest you know how to fake it. Just pretend this is the question part of the pageant.”

Caroline looks down at the trophies in her hands. “I was in pageants from the age of five to the age of ten. I really don’t think I held on to my knowledge of pageantry. ”

“ Well then I guess your just going to have to face Lily and tell her you don’t love her son anymore.”

“ Maybe I did hold on to some of it.”

Katherine puts her arm around Caroline’s shoulders “ That’s my girl.”

Caroline puts her head on Katherine’s shoulder “ What did I do before I met you?”

Katherine smiles down at her and pats her on the head.

The dinner went surprisingly ok Caroline faked her feelings and everyone believed her.


Today is the wedding Alaric drives up to the house but security won’t let him in because he’s not on the list.

Caroline is getting ready with Rebekah, Freya and Katherine “ This isn’t right I shouldn’t be getting married here of all places. ”

Katherine comes up to her and puts her chin on Caroline’s shoulder. Caroline looks at her through the mirror. “ I don’t know if I can do this Katherine.”

“ I know honey, whatever you decide Enzo and I will be right there with you. So will Freya and Rebekah they seem to love you just as much as we do.”

Freya and Rebekah come over to her “ She’s right we love you Caroline and we want you to be happy.”

“ I just wish there was a sign telling me I’m making the right decision.”

Liz come in and sees all the girls hugging “ Caroline I know that look that man out there adores you and can give you a life we never could.”


A big dark rain cloud is over the Mikaelson plantation Stefan thought he felt a drop while he’s waiting for Caroline.

Bill is walking Caroline down the isle and Alaric comes running in security running after him “ Miss Mikaelson. Miss Mikaelson.”

Freya and Rebekah turn there heads. Security pins Alaric to the ground. “ Miss Mikaelson.”

Caroline looks at him he’s her attorney “ Mr Saltzman.” She looks at the security he’s fighting, “ Let him go.”

Alaric straightens his suit and walks over to her “ You are one hard woman to get a hold of.”

“ Mr Saltzman he signed the papers.”

“ Yes but you didn’t.”

Katherine whispers over to Rebekah and Freya “ I think she got her sign.”

They smile they want Caroline to be happy as much as Katherine and Enzo want her to be happy.

Alaric shows her the papers and next to wife’s name it’s blank. “ You mean I’m still married.”

The Mikaelsons smile. Alaric looks around “ Only if you want to be.”

Stefan is sick of this “ Just sign the papers Caroline so we can get on with our wedding.”

Katherine goes to confront Stefan on how to talk to Caroline but Enzo rushes up to her to hold her back. Caroline looks back at Stefan “ It’s an honest mistake.”

Lily speaks up “ Then fix it I don’t want to be here anymore time then needs to be.”

“ Does anyone have a pen?”

Everyone checks their pockets and Elijah has one. “ You know Caroline these things don’t just happen.”

Caroline smiles up at him “ I love you Elijah.”

Elijah puts his hand over hers “ I love you too Caroline.”

Caroline goes back to Alaric and looks down at the papers she looks up at Stefan then down at the papers then over at the Mikaelsons, Katherine and Enzo. Stefan and his mother are getting impatient “ Caroline sign them.”

Caroline looks up at him “ You don’t want to marry me?”

“ I don’t.”

“ No you don’t I gave my heart away a long time away and I realized I never got it back. You don’t know me you never did you cant even tell when I’m lying and I have been lying not only to you but to myself for seven years.”

Stefan nods. Lily comes up to him “ Really that’s all a nod and let her humiliate you with some story about a old husband.”


Stefan leaves and Lily starts attacking Caroline “ I will not have my son be left at the alter by some back woods trailer trash fly infested gold digger. You go after him bitch.”

Liz come up to defend her daughter “ Now my daughter spoke her peace she doesn’t want to marry your son she’s already in love.”

“ Go back to your double wide and fry something.”

Caroline punches Lily in the face. “ He’s not an old husband he’s my husband and nobody talks to my mom like that.”

Everyone cheers Katherine and Enzo are a little shocked they didn’t know Caroline had it in her but are proud of her.

The rain starts coming down and Caroline turns towards the Mikaelsons. “ Where is he?”

Freya smiles “ Where he always is the place where it all began.”


Caroline finds him putting poles in the sand. “ Hey Love.”

Klaus turns around and is amazed soaked holding her wedding dress and heels so she can run and she still looks beautiful. “ You owe me a dance.”

“ Nice dress where’s your husband?”

“ I’m looking at him. Apparently were still married.”

“ Seriously.”

Caroline smiles at him “ Seriously. Why didn’t you tell me you came to New York with Rebekah and Kol.”

“ I needed to make something of myself.”

“ are you done I’ll wait I’m done running.”

Klaus walks away from her. “You southern girls try all the wrong choices first.”

Caroline follows him “ I fight for what I want.”

Klaus turns back to her “ And what do you want love.”

“ You, your the first boy that I not only kissed but fell in love with and I want you to be the last boy I kiss and my last love.”

Klaus walks away again “Maybe we had our chance already.”

Caroline yells at him “ Fine you stubborn ass be miserable the rest of your life.”

Klaus turns around “ Why would you want to marry me anyway?”

Caroline walks up to him “ So I can kiss you when I want.”

Klaus smiles at her and Caroline leans up and kisses him she puts her arms around his neck and his arms go around her waist and lifts her up.

Elijah’s cop car pulls up and Katherine opens up the passengers side door and yells over to them “ Get in before you two get yourself killed.”

Caroline smiles and looks up at Klaus “ Seems like Elijah fancies my friend Katherine. Elijah better hold on he’s in for a wild ride.”


Everyone is at Freya and Lucien’s bar. Freya and Lucien are bringing out a cake and putting it on the pool table. Kol is looking at the at the cake and something is wrong with it he throws the bride and groom from the top off he puts the two robots from rockin sockin robots on top of the cake he thought it fit the couple more Rebekah and Davina agree with him.

Elijah and Katherine come in “Look who finally made it to their reception Mr. and Mrs. Klaus Mikaelson.”

Klaus comes in carrying Caroline bridal style. They are also handcuffed (Katherine’s idea) Elijah un cuffs them.

Freya and Rebekah yell “Speech.”

Klaus turns towards his wife “ I do believe I owe this beautiful woman a dance.”

Caroline smiles at him and looks over at Kol “ Put on a slow song.”

Kol pushes a couple buttons on the juke box and Sweet Home Alabama starts playing. Klaus takes his wife to the dance floor. He leans down and whispers to her “ I love you.”

Caroline smiles up at him “ I love you too.”

Klaus leans down and kisses her.


Over the next couple of years Klaus moves up to New York with Caroline they have a daughter they named Hope. Katherine is engaged to Elijah.



It had been 4 months. 4 months of absolutely zero contact. 4 months since he had ripped your heart from your chest, since you had taken a break from the world of wrestling, leaving it behind. 4 months… Until today. Your throat grew tight as you held the phone to your ear, the familiar voice encircling you.

“I’m way too drunk to be driving, so I was gonna walk home– stay on the phone with me, okay?”

You stared down at the number lightening up the screen. No matter how hard you tried, there was no way you would ever allow yourself to forget the digits, not even needing a name paired with them. Your memories flew back at you, hitting you like a runaway freight train.

“Hey, you’re the new beauty girl, right?” You turned on your heel, face to face with the one and only AJ Styles. You had seen him wrestle many times before you were signed onto the company. You smiled brightly his way, a hand falling to your hip.

“I’ve been here a few months Mr. Styles. I wouldn’t exactly define myself as new,” You giggled as his eyebrow rose playfully, a gentle teasing smirk falling to his lips. He took a few steps closer, now directly in front of you.

“Four. You’ve been here four months, don’t look at me like that darlin’, I’ve been keepin’ track, and not even one word to the face that runs the place,” a small pout fell to his lips, as you looked up at him, rolling your eyes teasingly. “That just don’t seem right.”

“I guess you’re right Mr. Styles-”

“AJ. Call me AJ,” he muttered out, moving a hand through his hair. You couldn’t fight the bright smile that bubbled itself onto your lips, eyes meeting his sparkling ones.

“Alright, AJ. I guess I do owe you an apology,” your head tilted a bit, hair falling past your shoulder. “What would you like me to do?”

“You could always let me take you out to dinner,” it was more a challenge than anything. Eye contact never breaking, as his body moved a bit closer to yours. “Say, around 7?” You held back an almost school-girl like giggle as you nodded up at him.

“It’s a date,”

The call ended quickly, the silence becoming overbearing as you continued to stare at the screen, unsure if you should take the call or not. Your stomach dropped as the screen lit up again, his familiar phone number lighting the screen.

“AJ, where the hell are you even taking me?” He could tell you didn’t mind him carrying you around, the laughter in your voice evident.

“Stop being so damn impatient and keep those beautiful eyes closed,” he reminded, looking back at you as if he was going to catch you peeking. A small chuckle left his lips as your grip tightened a bit, readjusting yourself on his back.

“Is there a reason I wasn’t I allowed to walk?” You muttered out, placing a gentle kiss against his neck before cuddling there. You let out a small squeal as his hand squeezed your thigh a bit.

“Course there is, didn’t want you tripping before I had a chance to sweep you off your feet,” a fake, playful scoff passed his lips as you mumbled out a very sarcastic, ‘what a gentleman,’ “I am a gentleman, thank you very much.” His footsteps stopped, a kiss being placed to the side of your head before being set down gently. “Alright, now open.” You started with one eye, moving slowly to peek.

A giddy laugh left your lips as dead in front of you was a beautiful tree house. You looked around for any sign of someone using it, before falling  back to AJ. “Where are we?” He took your hand gently, pulling you towards the rope ladder.

“No girl of mine can say she’s never been in a dang tree house. Get your cute ass up that ladder,” You smiled brightly, pulling AJ in for a kiss before turning, gasping playfully as his hand slapped your ass as you went to climb the twisting ladder.

The second you passed through the opening, you were in awe. The walls of the tiny house had been covered in pictures of you and AJ, small fairy lights keeping you from the darkness. You walked around, a finger running over each picture before turning. Your hands flew to cover your mouth as you did.

AJ was kneeling, a small band complete with a sparkling diamond between his thumb and index finger. “AJ…” It came out as a short breath, warning him that if this was a prank, you were going to kill him.

“Sweetheart, come here,” you obeyed, walking closer as he took a hold of your left hand, looking up at you. “God, you’re so beautiful. I know you’re too good for me,” he took a shaky breath, as if he was pondering something before speaking again. “Marry me. Marry me and I will do everything in my power to make you the happiest damn woman on the planet.” You laughed through the tears, nodding quickly, admiring the way the ring fit around your finger.

He immediately lifted you into his arms, lips meeting for a passion filled kiss. “You already make me the happiest damn woman every day of my life,” he smiled at your whispered confession before leaning in to kiss you again, this time slowed down.

You would have expected the relationship to end in a fight, but this? This ended in a calm, chill-inducing way.  The tears welled up in your eyes as you thought back to his proposal, the ring still tucked away in one of the drawers of your dresser. You pushed yourself up, rummaging through the drawers to find it, before sitting back on the end of the bed. Your eyes were torn away from the diamond as the phone yet again lit up with his number.

You talked happily, hand entrapped in his as he carried your bags to the rental, expressing his joy of finally being back in your home town. He pulled the driver’s side handle, allowing you to get into the driver’s side seat. His arm dangled over the door, a smirk pulling at his lips as he stared down at you. A breathy chuckle passed your lips as you looked up at him, a small ‘what?’ tumbling past.

“You’re so beautiful, y’know that babygirl?” You smiled up at him, tugging on the bottom of his shirt a bit, pulling him towards you. He followed easily, leaning down to meet your lips. The kiss lingered a bit longer than usual, his hand moving to hold your face to his.

“You only tell me everyday,” your eyes met his blue ones as he pulled away from the kiss, moving back to his spot on the door. “What time will you be home?” His eyebrows furrowed together as he thought.

“Not till later, don’t worry sweetcheeks, Gallows and Anderson will keep me in check,” he shot you a flirty wink, you playfully hitting at his chest only to have him feign hurt. A throaty chuckle passed from his lips as you threw the threat of ‘better keep your damn self in check,’ his way.

You felt your whole body wince as the phone began ringing again, seemingly louder this time. You knew what was coming next, tears already cascading down your face.

It was around 2 o’clock in the morning, your fingers tapping against the small notepad as you wrote down new beauty ideas for some of the superstars. Your pencil flew out of your hand as your phone rang, the familiar ringtone you had set up for AJ ringing through your ears. You sighed, a hand falling against your chest and you reached for the phone, placing it against your ear.

“Jesus AJ, you about scared the crap out of me,” you mumbled into the phone, rolling your eyes at the way his chuckle sounded. Your eyes flickered over to the oven, the clock showing the time changing to 2:05 am. “What’s up, need me to come get you?” you pondered aloud.

“Nah, don’t you move that cute little butt of yours,” his accent always grew thicker when he drank like this. You laughed gently, waiting for him to continue. “I’m way too drunk to be driving, so I was gonna walk home– stay on the phone with me, okay?” You sighed happily, already used to him doing this, it becoming a common thing in your 2 year relationship.

“Alright Mr. Styles, but you owe me one when you get home,” he scoffed playfully at this, mumbling a small ‘of course Mrs. Styles,’ your heart skipping a beat as he did.

You heard the screeching of tires through the phone, pulling the device away from your ear as you did. You ignored the sounds from the other line as you pushed a finger in your ear quickly, before placing it back to your ear.

“AJ, what was that? Did someone crash?” Nothing. There was no response, no breathing, just the sound of muffled voices. “AJ?” Finally there was a breath on the phone. “Shit, AJ don’t scare me like that, are you oka-”

“Shit dude, we gotta go,” another thump sounded through the phone, the unfamiliar voice bringing you nothing but fear. You listened as the car sped away, you immediately grabbing for your home phone, dialing the necessary numbers, keeping your cellphone up, watching as the numbers switched, every second passing being revealed to you.

“911, what’s your emergency?” Your voice was erratic, panicky as you tried to explain.

“M-my fiance, he was walking home from the bar and- shit, someone hit him and I heard it, please, please you have to help him, he’s not responding to me,”

“Ma’am, I’m going to need you to calm down, where exactly is he?”

“I don’t know, he was walking home from Merlin’s and I don’t know where he is, I don’t know, AJ, AJ, don’t do this to me, come on baby, pick up the phone,”

It had been 4 months. 4 months since you last heard his voice. 4 months since the accident. 4 months… You held your breath before speaking, unsure of what or who was going to be on the other line. Your anger got the better of you, tears water-falling down your cheeks as your voice sounded through the speaker, hoarse and filled with spite.

“This is sick, whoever the fuck you are, leave me the hell alone, or I swear I’ll call the poli-”

“I’m way too drunk too be driving, so I was gonna walk home– stay on the phone with me, okay?”