steroline fanfiction

Stefan plunged the knife into Katherine’s heart, the feeling of stabbing her startlingly familiar. The unthinkable heat from the literal hell fire roared toward them. Stefan closed his fragile eyes against the intense blaze.

He searched himself for peace, for acceptance, finding only sorrow. He longed for another day on this earth. A day free from pain and heath. A day of love and happiness and mundane human existence. Another day to do good. To attempt to make up for the horrors he’d brought to the world.

So, no, there was no peace coming from this. No acceptance of this fate. Only a desperate, clawing desire to wrap his arms around his wife, to step foot in the warm sun and revel in it, to make something of himself, something good.

The fire was glowing in the tunnel before him. Ready to disintegrate he and Katherine into nothing. A panic overtook him. A will to live so intense that he didn’t recognize the emotion. He suddenly thrust Katherine forward into the on-coming inferno, being thrown backward himself, shielding his face as a burning hot light seared across his skin. Katherine disappeared into nothing. And Stefan remained.

He pulled himself from the dirt slowly, his human body bruised and broken and burned. The fire was gone, Katherine was gone and Hell itself was, presumably gone. But he was still here. Alive for another day.

He chuckled in disbelief and relief and pure happiness. He pulled his phone from his tattered pocket and dialed Caroline, labeled in his phone already as Mrs. Forbes-Salvatore.


“Thanks for understanding, but turns out I was an idiot for even considering leaving you even a day before I have to. So, if looks like you’re stuck with me.”

Caroline’s joyous laugher rang out through the charred cavern.

2 Years Later…

“Mommy, we’re sick, can’t we stay out of school today?”

Lizzie and Josie let out rehearsed fake coughs, much to Caroline’s amusement.

“Nice try, but I don’t think so,” she said with a smile.

“Stefaaaan,” they whined in unison at their step-dad, putting on their best doe-eyes.

Stefan chuckled and shook his head, “Listen to your mother, girls.”

“Aww,” they whined.

“Besides, it’s Aunt Bonnie’s class, your favorite. And there MAY be some ice cream sundaes in it for you later,” he crouched down and whispered conspiratorially.

“Yay!” They exclaimed, hugging him excitedly, almost knocking him over before scampering away.

When he stood up, Caroline was staring at him with a soft smile.

“What?” He asked, walking up to wrap his arms around her waist.

“I just love you so much,” she said.

“I love you too,” he said, brushing her hair away from her face, “And if you’re good, there might be ice cream sundaes for you too.”

Caroline giggled and placed a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Ewww,” a group of tiny witches laughed, running past them, making lights flicker above their heads as they chanted a spell together.

Stefan smiled at them, pleased at their progress.

“No running!” Caroline yelled, walking after them, “And no magic outside of class without Ms. Bennett present!”

“Oh hey,” she called back to Stefan, “You got some mail.” She pointed to a stack on the table.

Stefan picked up the pile, looking through bills and applications until he found a letter addressed to him and opened it.

“My old friend,” it read, “I hope this letter finds you well. I am inspired by tales of your good will and charitable acts, as well as I’m inspired by the goodness of those both in my past and my present who spread light in this world instead of darkness. And therefore, I hope you can make use of this donation that is both working toward my own slow path to redemption as well as possibly securing a spot at your school for my daughter at her mother’s request. Hope I have the good fortune to hear from you soon, old friend. Klaus.”

Stefan’s looked at the letter, and then the large check in disbelief.

“What the..” Caroline said, suddenly looking at the check over his shoulder.

“Payday!” She chirped, grabbing the check playfully from her husband’s hand.

“Ice cream sundaes for everyone tonight, ” she called out, waving the check in the air and being met with cheers from the students.

She winked at Stefan over her shoulder before scampering off to show Ric the check.

Stefan smiled, truly and completely happy for the first time in his long, long life. And all because he gave himself a chance to make things right. Redemption not to be found in death, but in life.

There, I fixed that for you.

the 5 steps to happiness

summary: caroline arrives in the afterlife (requested by @kmze and a lot of others!)

a/n: this is a little different from what I usually write but I liked it and it was an excuse to write pure steroline fluff, plus a little Lexi and Liz. Enjoy!


He’s not expecting it when it happens. 

Of course, he knew it would happen, but he hoped it would be much further down the line. He is barely on his 200th calendar, the boxes of January crossed out in yellow counting down the days, a constant reminder that she is on her way. He just hoped she lived a very long and happy life before hand. 

He sits in his armchair in front of the fire, hers placed carefully next to his side, tapping his fingers along the rim of his half empty glass. Journal open on his lap as his jaw ticks with the lack of inspiration. 

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I wish that ao3 had a thing where you could tell your readers that you’re working on it when you take a little too long between chapters so no one thinks you’ve abandoned your work when you take a little too long to post an update because that would relieve so much of my anxietyTM

Eight Emotions Of The Afterlife — Steroline Drabble

Plot: Caroline Forbes finds peace in heaven.

Dedicated to: @sowanted and @allison-laheys. Shipping Steroline wouldn’t have been the same without you two 💖

SummaryDespite having waited for this moment for an eternity, Stefan was stunned. He couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Finally.

“Caroline.” He breathed, rushing towards her as she sped over to him at the same time, and wrapping her in his arms.

Stefan’s embrace was the safest place in the world, and Caroline never wanted to let go.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have links to Staroline fanfics?

Hello there anon! I do have some links to some below, although the list is super long, so I do apologize for that.

Tumblr one shots and fics that I find whilst reading are here

And then here are some of my favorite fics on and AO3

Waking Up In Vegas (Multi Chap/Incomplete): Steroline have a one night stand in Vegas and get married, it’s super sweet and adorable and complex. Also angst, which is great!

Letters To You (Multi Chap/Complete): Set in 1944, Stefan is in the army, where he meets Matt, who is with Caroline. They become best friends, but Matt dies and Stefan blames himself, so he begins writing to Caroline. It’s like old, but just so, so good.

Forever Is A Long Time (One Shot/Complete): Seriously if you haven’t read this I don’t know what is wrong with you. It’s just their perfect future and I love it.

My Destiny (Multi chap/Incomplete): As the one shot above, this fic is by @sarcasticfina and is amazing. It’s set in season one and is based on if the roles between Stefan and Caroline were reversed. So Caroline is the vampire and Stefan is the human and it’s so cool.

Someone Like You (Multi Chap/Complete): So this is not the most complex fic and it moves quite quickly, but to me it’s a classic. It’s just basically set early season 2 and it’s what would happen if they just couldn’t stay away from each other.

Growing Up Is Hard To Do (Multi Chap/Complete): This is another classic for me and it’s just basically an angst fest. It involves a side of Delena, but it is just Caroline and Damon bonding over jealousy. Caroline is sort of OOC, but it’s just more that she is very internalized and dramatic and damaged. It’s still so good though.

Find My Way Back Home (Multi Chap/Complete): This fic is by the same author as the previous fic mentioned and as such, Caroline is slightly more dramatic than normal. In this fic, Stefan is heartbroken over Elena, so Caroline decides to take him on a roadtrip. The only problem is that she falls for him.

Stay With Me Forever (Multi Chap/Incomplete): Of course by @silverline3, Stefan and Caroline meet on a train, when they haven’t spoken since high school. It’s super good and interesting, although I do need to catch up on the updates!

Six Mornings After (Multi Chap/Incomplete): It’s like all over the Steroline tag, so if you haven’t read this by @sixmorningsafter, then you are missing out. It has both Steroline and Bamon, locked in an apartment for 6 days. Super funny!

The Request (Multi Chap/Incomplete): Haven’t read this in a while and it hasn’t been updated since early last year. But it’s a single parent Caroline AU and who can say no to that?

A Tale as Old as You and I (One Shot/Complete): By @smilinstar, great AU about Stefan and Caroline meeting when they were 8. They meet throughout the centuries and it’s a beautiful story.

The following are blogs that are amazing writers:

@hastaquelleguestua I mean duh! But seriously Please read Lizzie, just do yourself a favor and read this cute and fluffy goodie. Oh and Do You Remember because angst.

@mysterolineheart444world Wrote the masterpiece of 1000 Days Of You. It’s a human AU and just read it.

@itslizzi3stylestvd Who has created the university teacher x student Steroline AU, called Teach Me To Love. It’s fluffy and the AU idea is amazing.

@sterolineotpforever Do you like smut? Then literally read everything this genius writes. But my fav is the office AU A Year To Prove You Wrong, like seriously it’s so good!

@damnsteroline who writes amazing angst

@give-me-tvd who’s one shots rock!

I think that’s it, I really hope all this helps. Even though it was like way longer than it should have been.

Until the word stops turning

Summary: It’s been one hell of a life, but she got to spend it with him. 

A/n: So this is set in 8x16 or as I like to call it “my finale if the real one doesn’t go well”. It turned out to be 5k words so grab a snack and I hope you enjoy! 

She should have seen this coming. 

With the world they live in, no day would go smoothly. 

Not even her wedding day. 

Instead of dancing with her husband and being high on wedding cake, she is stood outside in the town square without even having time to change. 

“She couldn’t have waited 5 more minutes.” 

She sighs and hears Stefan chuckle under his breath beside her, pulling her in closer by her waist and rubbing her arm gently to try and dismiss the goosebumps he can see forming. 

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Wounds and Then Some- Steroline AU

Chapter 1

Five thirty in the morning, her alarm goes off as it does every day. Caroline groans to the familiar noise of that annoying beeping sound as she begins to slap her hand across her bed to reach for her phone to turn off the noise. The room is completely dark, just how she likes it, and what she is used to seeing every morning she is up this early. Ever since she started her new job at Washington Medical, as an ER nurse, all she has seen so far is darkness, in and outside of the hospital.

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She’d let him drag her off somewhere cold and dark and wet. Caroline had argued that what he needed was some warm sunshine, but he needed to stew so she went along with it, being the best friend that she was.

And so they spent a month as far north as his car would take them. A remote cabin. Hours of solitary ice fishing for him. Curling up in front of a warm fire with a variety of romance novels for her. She complained when he came in and cooked the smelly fish he caught. He made it up to her with expensive wine and freshly baked cinnamon desserts.

They ate and drank and talked all night in their warm sweaters in their overstuffed chairs by the roaring fire, as they did. About Elena. About Tyler. About his long life and her brief one. They laughed and it felt so good he almost forgot to be sad. He carried her to bed when she fell asleep. She smelled like fire and sweet spices. He brushed her blonde curls away from her pink cheeks, warmed from drink and fire. His bed was cold and empty but his soul was warming.

The next month she suggested they go somewhere a little warmer, a little more populated. He reluctantly agreed. They got as far as Portland. Caroline gleefully decorated their rented apartment with elegant antiques, bought farm fresh organic produce from which Stefan was to cook them dinner. Stefan happily cooked whatever she wanted, and read quietly with Caroline in whatever cozy corner cafe she found for them. Watched whatever indie film in whatever tiny, dark theater she pulled him into. They shared their popcorn and soda. He laughed at her dark framed glasses because she didn’t need them, but his heart skipped a beat at how cute she looked in them. They fell asleep watching TV. “Like an old married couple.” She had been joking but the thought burrowed its way strangely into the back of Stefan’s mind, poking at him when he least expected it.

He realized he’d stopped mentioning Elena. And that his stomach clenched strangely when she mentioned Tyler. “Play with my hair.” Her new request. He didn’t hesitate at first. Not until he realized how silky the stands were between his fingers, how fragrant, how beautifully tempting she sounded as she sighed in utterly relaxed bliss. He resisted the urge to pull away, even though it felt like playing with fire.

“Some warm sunshine.” To repay her for his summer of dark and cold, he’d agreed to warm sunshine for the final leg of their trip. So she drove his car and she drove south until she stopped. And she bloomed immediately. From the tips of her coral reef orange painted toes to the top of her wind blown golden waves, she’d bloomed into a sea goddess. He sort of wished he’d have let her bring him here to begin with.

Long days on the beach, hot and bright. Not his environment of choice. The sun exhausted him. Caroline packed him plenty of books and beer to keep him happy. But she was enough. He tried not to steal glances at her while she sunbathed in nothing more than a few scraps of fabric. But since when had that become a problem for him? She laughed from behind huge black sunglasses, under a huge black hat. She sipped Mexican beer and fresh sangria. He became familiar with the way her skin looked glistening in the sun after a dip in the ocean. Stefan ignored the way her thighs felt around his hips as she playfully jumped on him in the choppy waves.

He became familiar with the way her freckles shined on her bare, sunkissed face but ignored the way she danced against him when she drank too much. He memorized her tipsy giggles but refused to notice how she naturally snuggled into the crook of his neck when she got sleepy after a late night of dancing.

If they were tipsy during their days on the hot sand and in the cool waves, with too much skin exposed, too much skin touching… then in the cool darkness of the night, they were completely trashed. And it seemed like she couldn’t get close enough to him. And he hated how good it felt. Some combination of fear and guilt and self loathing haunting him, but not enough to untangle her soft elegant fingers from his own when she sought them out.

Her smell burned itself into his memory. The coconut, warmed skin, tequila and lime that she breathed into his ear when she leaned over onto him, laughing happily. He tried to remember what Elena smelled like and came up blank. He tried to remember Elena, expecting pain but coming up empty. Caroline wrapped him up in her arms, in her happiness, in her positivity until he was dazed and confused and wondering who it was he was trying not to be in love with.

It was the same day that he realized she hadn’t mentioned Tyler in weeks that she kissed him. Too much sun, too much tequila, too much dancing. He buried his fingers greedily in her wind dried curls as they danced lazily to tropical music on a sparsely populated dance floor during the last few songs of the night. The warm salty breeze caressed them almost as much as they caressed each other. Her fingertips were soft and torturously heavenly as they dragged themselves up and down his back.

She was humming absently to the tune as they swayed lightly just to excuse the fact that they were holding each other as dancing. Their hearts beat in unison beneath their chests, pressed together so close. When she lifted her head from his shoulder, he knew he was in trouble. Her heavy lidded eyes were sparkling blue from the lights strung onto the bar. Her cheeks pink like they were by the fire in their cabin but not from the heat. She tugged her lip between her teeth and Stefan found himself returning her shy smile.

The air was alive with danger and warning. But in that moment, nothing could have made him stop the gentle brush of her lips against his. Nothing had ever felt more right than her silky little tongue pushing against his. Her fingers gripping the back of his shirt, his tangling impossibly in her hair as if holding on desperately to their sanity. Him, monster that he was could easily have drowned in her. The sugary yellow perfection. The strangely comforting fire of her kiss. This was good for him. But for her…

He wasn’t monster enough to do this to her, his best friend. Who had a life. A love. A chance. So he fought, hard, against the tempting current of her lustful kisses, that were made even more dangerous by the sheer volume of how much he cared about her. Layered, weighty, meaningful kisses that were now being peppered down his neck. He shuddered and squeezed his eyes shut, pushing her gently back.

She looked at him, hurt and confused. Her lips rosy and swollen from their kisses, enticing him to taste them again, taste them forever.

“It’s time,” he said, watching as the lights on the bar flicked off.

She watched the bar begin to close, but he knew that she knew what he meant. She dragged her hands across her face, gingerly touching her lips, either in an attempt to remember or forget.

“I know, ” she agreed, somewhat sadly, nodding.

Time for home. Time for reality. Time for this to end. Time that he’d stolen anyway. It was never his but she’d graciously shared it. She was always doing that. Sharing with him. He wondered why he’d risk something so good. But the flutter in his chest when he caught her eye answered that. What wouldn’t he do to be with her? Only one thing… ruin her life.

Stefan watched as Caroline tore her eyes away, turned her body away, began the long walk back to their room, away from him, to pack up their new life and, in doing so, end it. He wouldn’t stop her. It was time.

He dropped his head, the entire dance floor darkening around him. Not surprised that she took the light with her. Where was he supposed to go now? Somewhere cold and dark, he thought.

Eternity (Stefan/Caroline Fanfic)

My version of the finale. Basically the ultimate fix-it fic. I needed to write this to heal and this is canon for me now. I hope you guys like it. 

Dedicated to the entire steroline fandom.


Time slowed down, each millisecond an eternity.

Stefan’s eyes hurt, looking straight ahead, at the white-hot hellfire roaring towards him and Katherine.

His heart beat at a million miles an hour, and dread filled his chest. He felt numb, and terrified, and more miserable than he had ever, ever felt in his one hundred and seventy years alive.

This was it.

This is how he died, on his wedding day, immolating himself in fire.

Uh, what was he doing?

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Memories, Memories

A/N: So I’ve heard that this may be the plan for the finale, so this is the only way that I will accept it. I do hope the you guys enjoy this and the finale, because it’s been a good ride. I’m excited to end this journey with all of you, love you all!

It was almost twenty years past that fateful day at the cabin; the day that turned Caroline and Stefan’s life on its head. It had been twenty years of laughter, smiles, giggles, and memories. Including the twins, and friends, and way more vacations than the average couple. But throughout it all they had each other, and that made up for everything.

Except when it didn’t.

Except when Stefan found his first grey hair, and spent the day writing in his journal. Except when Stefan had to refer to Caroline as his daughter in public. Except for when Stefan tried to pick up Josie, and his back gave out on him. Except for when he couldn’t kiss his wife in front of anyone anymore.

Everyday Caroline watched Stefan pull further and further into himself, forcing herself to hold him as he deteriorated. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t the greatest husband in the world, as he was as attentive as ever, and she loved him more everyday. No, it was that he stopped taking chances, and she was worried that one day he would stop living all together.

He sold his motorbike for a comfortable, and safe, SUV. When they went to Australia he told Caroline to sky dive without him, claiming that he had done it before.

They were small changes, but to Caroline they spoke volume, and although she was aware that he loved her, she began wondering what it was worth. Could she really damn the man that she loved until he died? Could she really force him to grow old, while she was forever frozen in time? Could she watch him slip away from her?

No, that would destroy her.

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anonymous asked:

7 + steroline <3

thank you for the prompt darling!! i’ve never written something for steroline before, but i suppose i’ll try my hand at it now. let me know how i do lmao. also, in this fic i’m pretending all the horrific events in the finale didn’t happen :)

steroline + 7. laughing kiss 

Winter is quickly approaching Mystic Falls, and Caroline is freezing.

She’s on her way home from Bonnie’s house, bundled up in the warmest coat she could find in her closet and a knitted hat pulled down low over her ears. Admittedly, she’s never liked the cold much - she always has a hard time shaking the chill from her bones, even once she tries to warm up. 

She arrives at the Salvatore home - her home, now, she is a Salvatore - and unlocks the front door. After she sheds her boots and her coat, she makes her way to the kitchen in hopes of mixing herself some hot chocolate, but Stefan beat her to it. As she stands in the doorway, still shivering from the cold, he hops off the kitchen counter and holds out a mug to her.

Caroline takes it gratefully, fingers curling around the warm ceramic. “You made hot chocolate,” she says.

“With extra marshmallows. Your favorite.” Stefan grins at her, looking proud of himself, and Caroline can’t help but smile back.

Stefan grabs her free hand as she sips her hot chocolate, pulling her into the living room. He sits on the floor in front of the fireplace and she curls up beside him, sighing in relief as he pulls a blanket around them. A few moments of silence pass, and then she says, “I’m still cold.”

“You’re always cold.”

Caroline rolls her eyes at him. “You’re my husband. Aren’t you supposed to cuddle me and keep me warm?”

Stefan raises an eyebrow. “Is that not what I’m doing?”

“Well, you’re not doing it well enough,” she complains. “Because I’m still freezing.” She takes another sip of her hot chocolate, then puts it aside and pulls the blanket up to her chin, burrowing her nose into Stefan’s shoulder in a futile attempt to warm up. “I hate winter,” she mutters under her breath.

To her surprise, Stefan starts to laugh.

“What?” she asks, pulling away from him. “Why are you laughing?”

It takes him a moment to catch his breath, and then he says, “I just find it hilarious that my badass vampire wife can’t handle a little bit of cold weather.” Before she can make some kind of snappy comeback, he dissolves into laughter again.

“Hey!” she cries, shoving his shoulder playfully. “Don’t make fun of your badass vampire wife!”

But Stefan’s laughter is infectious, and soon she’s laughing, too. She’s still laughing when he leans in to kiss her, and she giggles when he smiles against her lips and their teeth accidentally knock together. After that they’re both laughing too hard to continue, and Caroline lets her head fall against the crook of Stefan’s shoulder. “I love you so much,” she mumbles.

“I love you, too,” he says, and she presses one more chaste kiss to his lips before covering her entire head with the blanket.

(He doesn’t stop laughing after that.)

Imagine Steroline and Delena both having daughters at the same time. They grow up to be cousins and bffs just like their mothers. Caroline and Elena have a blast dressing them up in matching outfits and taking them shopping. While Stefan and Damon always wonder what on earth are they gonna do when their little girls are all grown up and both come home with boyfriends?.

Bad Coffee

Stale, reheated coffee.  No…cheap, stale, reheated coffee.  Stefan rounded the corner from the small steamed up bathroom, tossing his towel back over his shoulder in the direction of the dingy shower, sniffing at the dirty little room.  His hastily thrown on clothes stuck uncomfortably to his still-wet skin, having been quickly put on in an attempt to give Caroline a turn with the shower.

Although judging by her already packed up suitcase, she’d already gotten dressed and packed, ready to hit the road again immediately.

He found her hunched over on her bed, her little feet curled under her, hands clasping a white foam cup filled with the black, tarry, offending liquid.  Her eyes perused the maps she had spread out across the ugly red floral bedspread beneath her. The one that she’d barely slept on all night, he noted.  

“What’s up?” he asked, coming up beside her, noticing the way she tensed up at his presence, trying his best to ignore the sting it caused.

“She pointed a finger at a map, full of spidery roads that led to nowhere, taking a sip of the vile, smelly coffee before speaking.  She scrunched up her nose at the taste and Stefan smiled.

“If we leave now we can hit the highway and get some distance between us and Alaric and the girls,” she said, trailing her finger along the road absentmindedly.

Stefan winced, well aware of how painful it was to be forced away from who you love most at the hands of the huntress.  Caroline was exhausted and empty.  Her hair was piled up on her head in a way she never wore it.  Her pretty face so worn out and worried in spite of how young she looked without makeup.    

“Let’s go get some coffee,” he said, casually.

Caroline’s face whipped up from her array of maps, confusion so apparent on her face that it made Stefan chuckle.

“Let’s do what now?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Coffee.  Me and you.  Let’s go.” he repeated, helping her collect her maps into a neat pile and then grabbing her sweater from the back of a chair, holding it out for her to slip into.

Caroline scoffed with a smirk.  “I don’t have time for a date, Stefan.  And besides..I’m engaged, remember?”

“Oh, I remember.  It’s not a date,” he clarified…or lied, whichever.  

“Then why do you want to get coffee.  Why now?” she questioned, crossing her arms and tapping her foot.  

“Because…you need it.  You deserve it.  It kills me to see you barely resting and drinking that sludge…and you should take a break, get some fresh air…some fresh coffee,” he explained, walking toward her with her sweater, encouraging her to slip an arm in by shaking it at her.

Caroline’s ears perked up at the word “coffee”, she chewed her lip and fought a smile that she felt like he still didn’t deserve.  Stefan pretended not to notice.  He smirked from behind her as she slipped an arm into one sweater sleeve.

“This is not a date,” she said, sternly, transferring her cup of smelly sludge from one hand to another and pushing her other arm through the other sleeve and turning quickly to face him.

“Not a date,” he repeated, not even bothering to hide his smirk at this point, taking the cup from her hand and placing it on the little round table next to her bed.

“It’s JUST coffee,” she said, reaching up to take the elastic out of her hair, letting it cascade down her shoulders and back.

“Just coffee,” he said, obediently, his eyes twinkling happily as she walked toward the door.

Stefan followed behind her, thanking the heavens for bad coffee.

Revenge, Interrupted (Steroline Fanfiction) - Chapter 1

Fake Dating AU.

Prompt: “Our asshole mutual friends set us up on a blind date and didn’t tell us it was a blind date, so instead of getting to know each other we spent the entire ‘date’ scheming against them and decided an awesome way to get back at them would be to pretend to date and then have a horrendous breakup but now that we’re two months into this charade we’re not sure what’s real and what’s fake anymore” AU (credit)

Setting: This is a human AU, basically they’ve just graduated college and moved to the same city. Bonnie, Elena and Damon went to the same college and Caroline went to a different one and has never met Stefan or Damon, until now!

Ships: Steroline, Bonenzo and Delena (I don’t ship DE but this is an AU so they’re fine here I promise)

A/N: This is going to be super cliche and fluffy but I think our fandom needs that right now! This is also my first non angst fic and my first complete AU fic, I hope you guys like it.


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You Mean The World To Me

You Mean The World To Me Chapter 1
Pairing: Stefan/Caroline
Words: 5,291

A/N: Just want to thank the Angels @give-me-tvd @sterolineislove @wescolasclife and @patientskies for bearing with me and helping me start this thing. Thank you so much, you have no idea how appreciative I am.

He’s halfway through having his brains fried when it all happens. He’s too unconscious to really see anything.

But Damon, Elena and Bonnie tell him all about it when he wakes up in his own bed 10 hours later.

About how they raided the travelers camp and killed them all. How, for once, their plan actually worked.

Things worked out.

He likes the sound of that. But there’s something else. He can hear it in their voices. A new found sadness. He doesn’t know what it is.

Until he realizes there’s a bubbling blonde missing from the equation, “Caroline?”

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When it comes to trust, she will always put hers in Stefan. 

But now, as she paces the floor scattering paper as she goes, she realises that maybe some boundaries need to be set. 

One thing Stefan, I asked you to do one thing.”

Her voice is deep and husky and he picks up on her frustration before she’s even finished her words.

Hands out defensively, or rather for self defence, he takes a step and attempts to follow her as she ploughs her way across the room. 

“Caroline, don’t you think you’re overreacting.” 

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I present to you…more writing while under the influence!  Although I had to finish it sober and it was awful.

Stefan helps a wounded Caroline after a heretic attack..

Caroline sat down in front of him, reluctantly, after long, painful minutes of convincing.  All exasperated sighs and eye rolls and barely hidden gasps of pain.  Stefan was simultaneously amused and annoyed by her sudden shift to this bratty mood.  The boarding house living room was eerily silent and dark, lit only from a single bulb lamp in the hallway.  The only sounds the steady tick of an antique grandfather clock in the corner, their thumping hearts and their sporadic arguing.  The sharp smell of sizzling vervain and Caroline’s blood surrounded them.  Stefan’s throat burned and his mouth watered. 

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