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hyperactivewhore · 2 months

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Caroline sleeping with Klaus was a betrayal, just as much as of a betrayal as Elena getting with Damon after everything Damon did to her friends. Of course, Tyler, who was terrorized by Klaus, would be angry that Caroline slept with him. People love to bash Tyler for his reasonable reaction to finding out the woman he loves just slept with the man who killed his mom. People defend Caroline for sleeping with Klaus (which fine - she can sleep with anyone she wants), but at the same time, Tyler had every reason to react badly to the news.

I hate that people bash Tyler for slut-shaming Caroline but go on to applaud Caroline for doing the same thing to every other women on the show. And I find it really telling that many of Caroline/Klaus shippers are the same people who will call Hayley a wereslut, will refer to Cami as a dumb bimbo, and will label Aurora as a crazy whore. So it’s awful for Tyler to slut-shame Caroline, but she’s so iconic, powerful, and a girl boss for doing the same thing to every other girl on the show.

And this isn’t me defending Tyler or praising him. I don’t like Tyler, especially after what he did to Vicki. But even I got to admit, he reacted to Caroline and Klaus like how many people would.

It's crazy because Tyler didn't even slut-shame Caroline, he was just rightfully angry and repeatedly told her to respect his boundaries and get out of his house, but Caroline's hurt ego was always stronger than what people wanted her to do.

Caroline slept with the same man who murdered Jenna, Elena, Tyler and Carol, and who nearly assaulted her just because she felt attracted to him and wanted him to fuck her. Then, once Tyler found out and didn't react the way she wanted him to, she literally told him to get over it or to get out of her life. She told him to get over the fact she slept with his mother's killer, or he would have to leave her life.

Caroline is the biggest slut-shamer in the show and I wouldn't have minded to see Tyler slut-shame her for once, because this girl did it to literally everyone she was jealous of.

Her fans (klaroline fans, to be honest) are so weird about it too. If Rebekah had killed Liz and Tyler had slept with her, the fandom would absolutely drag him, even more than they already do.

Well, it guess it's karma her husband, ex boyfriend and the guy she liked because he sent her money sometimes are all dead. But knowing Caroline, she'll just find someone else eventually, she was constantly dating and she is immortal, after all.

#honestly #i cannot stand her #she's such an hypocrite #anti caroline forbes #tyler lockwood #pro tyler lockwood #klaus mikaelson #anti klaroline #forwood #rebekah mikaelson #liz forbes #carol lockwood #elena gilbert #the originals #the vampire diaries #tvd #to

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schrutexbucks · 3 months

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Let's get one thing straight you perky little bitch, you had my brother whipped for fifteen years, fifteen years! Then you dumped him. When I look at you that is all I see, just so you know, and I'm going to see Jeremy whenever I want to see Jeremy because I have some fun new toys to play with and I won't think twice about ripping your head off.

The Vampire Diaries S1 E7 Haunted

one gifset per episode 7/x

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accidentalslayer · 8 months

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Word Count: 1,497 (ish)

Warnings: Implied death, violence.

Author's Notes: Health issues continued being a problem and caused this chapter to be late as hell but I finally have it done! While this part of DL feels a little boring, I hope you like it. The next chapter will give us our first peak at Reader so that'll be exciting! Also, health is doing much much better. Let's hope I write chapter five a bit faster than I did this one LOL!

Please feed me comments, hearts, and reblogs if you liked this 🌹You can find me on A03 as: accidentalslayer

Pairing: Yandere!Elijah & Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader (eventually)

Summary: You should never go to second location with William Webb.

Recommended Song: "People I Don't Like" by: UPSAHL

Chapter Four: The Prodigal Son (Part Two)

[October 2nd, 1991

Mystic Falls, Virginia]

"Isn't it just perfect?"

Carol wiggled her ring finger in front of Grace so that the diamonds on her wedding band glittered and shone underneath the dim lamplight. "I told Richard not to break the bank, but the silly man just couldn't help himself!"

"Well, I wasn't about to let my wife run around in a cheap knock-off," Rich chuckled, "What kind of husband would I be then?? My woman deserves only the best. Right, hunny?"

"Oh, Rich..."

Grace and William watched in barely suppressed disgust as the Lockwoods shared a kiss between each other. One that lasted a bit too long for it to be comfortable. At a certain point, Grace cleared her throat, hoping it would interrupt them.

"Ah, where are our manners?" Richard Lockwood asked with a coy smile, finally pulling away from his wife, "We were talking, weren't we?"

He didn't wait for either Grace or William to reply before continuing what was starting to seem like a one-way conversation.

"So, Will. What brings Mystic Falls' prodigal son back into town?? Ready to settle down and start a family with somebody special?"

Mr. Lockwood's gaze trailed (not so subtly) over onto Grace, who glowered back at him, and Will. There was cold fire burning deep within her eyes as she did. Something that was historically never a good sign when it came to Grace. William knew from experience. A shiver ran down his spine. He would need to choose his next words with care...

"Ah, no. I'm happy with being a bachelor," he said solemnly, "In all honesty, I'm too busy these days with work to pursue anything really serious."

Carol scoffed, "Oh, that's what they all say!"

"Is it, Carol?" Grace shot back, her tone brisk and lined with edges, "Is that what they all say?"

"It's how I got my Richard."

"Pretty sure you got "your" Richard another way."

"Ladies, ladies!"

"Uh..."

The tension mounting around the booth could be cut with a knife. William sensed that he'd have to alter the course of their conversation before both women murdered each other, so he began telling everyone about his new job. And the reason why he'd come back to Mystic Falls. It was 50% half truths, 50% outright lies, but either side hooked his audience and temporarily cooled down their anger. Unfortunately, it also inspired Richard to start talking about his (running) candidacy for mayor. A topic that William cared nothing about and knew was going to steal more valuable time away from him. Time he didn't have. He needed another distraction...

"DRINKS!!" William exclaimed, suddenly bolting upright in the booth and slamming his fist down on the table, "We need more drinks! To celebrate the, uh. The-"

"Candidacy!" Grace finished his sentence, giving Will a look that told him she was thinking on the same wavelength, "To celebrate Richard's future as the mayor of Mystic Falls!! In fact, I'm gonna help this dork here order. He doesn't know an IPA from a porter. Isn't that right, Will?"

William glared at her but was forced to agree for the sake of this charade.

"What a wonderful idea!" Carol brightened at the offer, "I'll have a glass of chardonnay. Tell them to use the Grand Cru."

"Just grab me a brandy. Plain. No ice."

Egos sated, the Lockwoods scooted over, giving William and Grace enough room to get out of the booth. Grace mouthed the word 'hurry' to Will as she grabbed her purse and literally speed walked towards the bar. William followed suit, but before he was able to extricate himself completely, Rich asked him an off-handed question...

"Was it really an animal in the woods that night?"

"..."

The only answer William gave Mr. Lockwood was an icy grimace.

"Steve! Code Crimson. I need you to make direct eye contact with me, nod your head a few times, and act like I've just ordered a few drinks," Grace announced to the man behind the counter when she arrived at the bar, "Dick is being a creep."

Steven, the most seasoned mixologist at the Grill, raised a single brow in response while he continued to work. It looked like he was making a Mystic Moon; one of the most popular cocktails on sale this month and a fairly easy drink to put together. Despite this, Steve was taking his time blending in the blueberry juice, grenadine syrup, and gin.

"Stevie, c'mon. Pretty please? For me??"

The bartender sighed, "Grace, I can 86 any other guy who hits on you here, but Mr. Lockwood is a loyal patron-"

"Oh my god, you're seriously taking bribes from Little Dick now?!" Grace hissed, "Traitor."

"I don't see you paying my rent."

"Watch it, now. I'll stop bringing you a plate every Sunday. I know how much you love my lasagna!"

"You drive a hard bargain, Grace, but I was a line cook once upon a time, remember?? You'll have'ta do better than that."

"I'll start playing Fantasy League Football with you."

"Now we're talking!"

"Ugh, I regret this already."

Steve chuckled, then went straight to pretending that she'd ordered something and left Grace with the sneaking suspicion that he'd gotten the best portion of their deal. William joined her at the bar a second afterward, similarly frustrated. The two friends sighed at the same time. Their night was not going the way they'd expected it would...

William ran a hand through his chocolate brown hair. "So, what now?" he asked Grace, "I still owe you an explanation. A real one."

"Knew that whole 'I'm here for work' story was a crock of shit," She replied while glancing back at both Lockwoods to make sure their eyes weren't upon them. Thankfully, however, Rich and Carol seemed to be distracted by another person now.

"It wasn't all untrue. It just...wasn't all true either."

Grace scowled, "Well, it's great to know I can still tell when you're lying. Let's get out of here."

Luck wasn't on their side tonight. For as soon as they exited the Grill, it began to rain. William tore off his jacket and held it over Grace's head like an umbrella while they ran through the downpour to the safety of his truck. But by the time they'd got inside the vehicle, they were both soaking wet. It was a good thing he'd fixed the heater before the trip here. William turned it on, dialing up the heat to high. Blessed warmth filled the air and fogged the windows like blurry curtains. Providing a sort of privacy that he needed to finally tell Grace the truth.

William took a deep, shaky breath in, then out.

"Grace," he started, "I know you don't remember it, but...you made me promise something on the night of the accident. We swore an oath that if I ever got in over my head with anything, I'd come to you for help. And you swore on your mother's lineage that no matter what, you'd help me. You gotta know, I never wanted this day to come. Not ever. Honest to god! But we made an oath."

A laugh came from Grace. She looked at William with snickering disbelief, "What?? Do you need a loan? You know, you can drop the whole act. It's just you and me now. You reeeeally don't have to make up a story to tell me what the fuck is going on. This isn't high school anymore."

"Yeah, I know. Things would be much simpler to explain if they were..."

William reached into the backseat for a package wrapped in deerskin. He placed it on his lap and gingerly peeled back the animal hide to reveal a pair of bracelets hidden inside. Made from pale, wooden beads that were inscribed with strange symbols, they gave off a supernatural vibe. He brushed his fingers over the twin items. That icy grimace revisited Will's face.

"I fucked up, Grace. I'm sorry," he said, turning to stare at the girl he'd once loved, remorse stuck in his eyes, "You seem really at peace with yourself, too. More at peace than I could ever dream of for you, but-"

"You're not making any sense. Just tell me-"

"-but, you're the only witch in the world who can get these shackles to work! The fate of mankind depends on it. I...depend on it."

Grace shook her head, confused as hell, "What're you even talking about? Witches? Have you been getting high again??"

"Ha. I wish," William replied sadly, then grabbed his ex-girlfriend by the throat, "Please, forgive me for what I'm about to do."

Nobody heard Grace Baker screaming that October morning in the parking lot. Nobody had seen her leave the Grill, either. When the Mystic Falls police investigated her disappearance, they'd find nothing conclusive. Not even video footage. Nothing besides two blurry testimonies from Rich and Carol Lockwood that they'd seen her with someone earlier that evening. Although, they couldn't remember (for the life of them) who it was...

Only the rain was a witness to Grace's fate. And it couldn't tell anyone.

#the originals #the originals fanfiction #tvd fanfiction #richard lockwood #carol lockwood #tw: implied death #tw: violence #the vampire diaries #the originals x reader #elijah mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson x reader #yandere!mikaelson x reader #yandere!mikaelsons #friends to enemies to lovers #and back to enemies #dawn misplaced #accidental writes #klaus x reader #elijah x reader

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lesbiansaltzman · 26 days

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tvd character bracket

round 1, battle 28

#tvd #to #the vampire diaries #the originals #legacies #tvdverse #polls #tvdu character bracket #Carol Lockwood #kai parker

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daenysthedreamer101 · 4 months

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TVD - s4 ep9

"O Come, All Ye Faithfull"

......I haven't felt this shaken up by an episode since Jenna died back in season 2.

This Professor Shane guy...I don't trust him! He is shady and why do I have a feeling he's using Bonnie and the gang to wake up Silas? hmmmm...🤔🤔🤔

So... Elena and Damon are a thing now, and I don't know if I like it. I get that because of the sire bond she's now closer to Damon and her feelings are amplified. But I have a question. Would she have become sired to Stefan if she had his blood in her body instead of Damon's? Like, at the end of season 3, she chose Stefan - that's why she was on the bridge, cause she was driving back to Stefan. So, she obviously had feelings for him. Yeah, just wondering.

I don't like Hayley! I don't like her. She was working with Shane this entire time. Apparently, he knows everything there is to know about her parents, and she never knew them. So she agreed to indirectly kill 12 innocent people to get a flash drive with info about her parents? And by proxy, she doomed Carol. Tyler trusted her, and the hybrids trusted her. And she betrayed all of them and sent them to their deaths.

I don't care that she wants to learn things about her parents, that's fine to want to know more about yourself and be curious. But that is not an excuse or a justification to doom 12 innocent people to a gruesome death.

Oh, Carol...I am so so sorry. You did not deserve what happened to you. I know she was a bitch to Vicky in season 1 and shot Caroline that one time but I never particularly disliked her. (I knew it was eventually coming just didn't know when) also, OMG KLAUS WILL YOU STOP KILLING INNOCENT WOMEN AS PUNISHMENT FOR SOMETHING THEY HAD NO CONTROL OVER!

He turned Jenna as punishment because the gang messed up his sacrifice plan and killed her cause he knew it would hurt Elena. And now he kills Carol because as he said "you (Carol) are the only thing he (Tyler) has left" Like...omg no one deserves to die that way, Jesus Christ! 😭😭😭

I'm not trying to come off as anti Klaus, I think he's a very charming and fun character to watch and Joseph is an amazing actor who gives him such a presence on screen, and, yes, Klaus is obviously very good-looking and charming but that does not excuse his actions! He's a horrible person who does horrible things! And yes I know he had a hard life and has glaring trust issues so Tyler betraying him probably really hurt him but like what the fuck did Carol do? 💀💀💀

When I tell you my heart was beating so fast during this scene! God, I felt so bad for her! Klaus killed her because he knew it would hurt Tyler...Oh Tyler sweetie I am so sorry. Also, the way he called his mom on the phone and she wasn't answering and then when Hayley told him everything he went away and then Carol calls him and he doesn't answer...😟😟😟like fuck, the parallels hit me right in the heart!

Thanks for reading my rant, leave a comment if you'd like, I would love to hear other opinions on this episode! ❤

#the vampire diaries #vampire diaries #tvd season 4 #tyler lockwood #carol lockwood #elena gilbert #stefan salvatore #damon salvatore #caroline forbes #tyler sweetie i am so sorry #bonnie bennett #tvd 4x9 #tvd universe #tvdu #tvd #rant post #anti klaus mikaelson

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michaeltrevinosource · 1 year

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Michael Trevino, Susan Walters and Rob Pralgo at Epic Con’s I Was Feeling Epic... Again ‘Vampire Diaries’ convention in Covington, Georgia on April 16, 2023.

#michael trevino #susan walters #rob pralgo #the vampire diaries #tyler lockwood #carol lockwood #richard lockwood #conventions #april 2023 #2023 #photos #queue

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countrymusiclover · 11 months

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29 - Sweet Vampire-Witch

Part 30

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @dragonixfrye @secretdreamlandmentality

Strolling down the streets of the town with my hand intertwined with Klaus’s I felt like everything was going in the somewhat right direction for us. We were both immortal now and I was carrying his child, correcting three children. I hadn’t done anything more than put a daylight ring on my finger seeing that he had managed to find where Tyler had dropped my ring. “You’ve declared that you wish for little Lockwood to suffer. Any suggestions or can I make some hmm?”

“You’ve had a thousand years of practice. But I’m the one he killed me so I want to do this. I was thinking something with making her lose her mind or you messing with Tyler since you can compel other vampires.” Swinging our intertwined hands I smirked at him.

He tilted his head at me cheeky grin on his face until we stopped outside the Grill. “Splendid idea. Now are you hungry I think it’s time we have a proper drink together.”

“I can’t have alcohol, Nik. It’s not good for them.” I warned him until he raised a brow smirking at me.

“That’s not the type I am talking about, Raelyn.” He led me into one of the booths where I felt my fangs wanting to come out almost instantly by how many humans were around here. “Now I assume Caroline will want to teach you. But I say well if you are going to learn you should learn from the best. So you see the brunette over there by herself. Compel her to follow you then meet me in the back alley for the next lesson.”

“How do I know if I am doing it right?” I asked not sure how to start.

He reached across the table grabbing my hand before leaving the restaurant to watch from afar. “Believe what you are saying and you’ll be fine. You must do it yourself to learn in this new game of survival. If something goes wrong I’ll be shot in ear shot.”

Slowly walking up to the girl she downed a shot jumping when I was standing behind her when she got up from her chair. “Rough day I take it?”

“Yeah my boyfriend dumped me.” She grumbled through some annoyed tears.

Resting my hands on the table I bent down closer to her face focusing on what I was telling her like he told me to. “Awe. How about you and I go into the back ally and talk about it. But you won’t turn me down. You want to come with me no questions asked.”

“I’ll go with you.” She said in a slow manner meaning I had done it right where she followed me outside to where we met up with my boyfriend.

He was leaned up against the brick wall smiling at me and the girl I compelled. “Good job. Now listen to the heartbeat. It will tell you when to stop.” Nodding my head my fangs came out before I bit into the girl’s neck moaning when the blood entered my mouth. The taste used to be bitter but now it was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted.

The girl's heartbeat began to slow down to which I ignored. “Rae. Rae, let go.” He called my name thinking I would pull back but my fingers gripped her shoulders feeling her body almost collapse onto the ground until he yanked me backwards by my jacket putting himself in between the bleeding girl and I. “Raelyn!”

“What the heck, Klaus. You have shown me this is what we do. We hunt, we feed, we kill. Now give me the blood. I need more!” I vamped forward but he shoved me against the other wall across from us trapping me in between him.

He had his hands on either side of my head where our breaths could mix together as one with his eyes glaring down at me. “Yes that’s true, Rae. But you have to learn control.”

“Oh, do I. Because I've seen you kill people without blinking. So why should I have to be in control….when all I can desire is the hunger. The taste that I never imagined I would enjoy so much.” Shoving my hands against his chest I twisted his arm managing to get under his arm vamping back to the girl sinking my fangs into her neck hearing her heart barely beating.

Klaus grabbed me by my hair, spinning me away from her again, quickly compelling the girl and giving her some blood so she’d heal. “Forget my face and my blonde friend. Now leave.”

“Seriously Nik. Are you trying to teach me self control?” I snapped showing him my fangs.

He threw his hands up, dropping them at his sides heavily. “What I do and what you should do aren’t the same thing, darling. You are better than me. So I will teach you self control to keep you from becoming what I am.”

“So you’ll help me get revenge on the Lockwood boy but when I want to drink from the vein like we are supposed to do you back out like a coward.” I growled rising up on my toes since he was taller than me glaring daggers into him.

He bent his head down huffing when he rolled his shoulders. He wasn’t sure what to do with this new Raelyn. When someone becomes a vampire it doesn’t change who you are completely. Yet he never would have taken her to be a Ripper. “You’re not yourself, Rae. So this is what we are going to do. We will take our revenge on Tyler tonight. And I pray that it will bring you some comfort.”

We ended up at his mother’s house where I headed for the front door smacking into the barrier. “Damn it…let’s see if this works.” Placing my hand on the invisible barrier in front of us attempting to siphon the magic away so we could go inside.

“Rae, I don’t think it works that way. Oh and look our savior, Mayor Lockwood would you be so kind as to invite us inside.” He asked seeing that Carol had opened the front door seeing us there.

She smiled saying the words. “Klaus. Raelyn, of course. Come in”

Placing my foot forward I slumped my shoulders being able to step over the threshold. He followed behind me shutting the front door sending me a look. “Sorrow to bother you, mayor. But do you happen to know where Tyler is?”

“Unfortunately no. Can I ask what this is about?” His mother asked, sitting down on the couch in the living room.

Grabbing her suddenly by her throat she started choking with my fingers tightly around her. “This is revenge for what he did to me! I’m sorry to say this Carol but you are the only person he cares about bedside Caroline and I will never hurt my friend. So this is how we are going to do this, you are not going to mention this to anybody.”

“I won’t tell anyone ... .Raelyn, please whatever he did I am sorry for.” She tried to say.

Showing her my fangs I snapped in her direction. “There’s no apology in the world to fix what he did. He and his hybrid buddies kidnapped me and then killed me when Klaus came to my rescue. And on top of that he nearly killed the babies inside my belly. For those things he has to pay. Nik, would you mind getting me a fire poker?”

“What exactly are you thinking, love? I would suggest starting with the fingernails or something smaller.” Nik asked leaving the room at my request.

Turning away from the mayor I replied back. “A dark object spell I heard my mother mention once when she thought about dealing with my cousin Kai. Plus I read about it in one of the spell books that Kol gave me to learn from.”

“Raelyn.” Carol called my name where I turned my head around seeing her holding a gun with green darts inside of it about to shoot me.

She pulled the trigger once where I was thrown onto my back by Nik with the dart going in his back where he grunted. “Vervain….dart!”

“Let me at her!” I growled, talking the poker from his hands vamping her into the wall. She drops the dart gun with me holding her by her throat with one hand. “You shouldn’t have done that, Carol. I was going to make this less painful for your son but that’s off the table now. Torsion fou mort de l'esprit.”

She winced, beginning to cry when I pressed the poker against her skin turning the metal red in my hand spelling her. “Raelyn…..ah….please…I’ll give you anything!”

“You have nothing I want. Torsion fou mort de l'esprit….Torsion fou mort de l'esprit.” The mark on her arm once I pulled the metal away turned red

Carol collapsed to the floor when I released her twirling the metal in my hands smirking down at her. “What did you do to me?”

“Oh you see this mark well it is called an Insanity Hex.” Lowering myself down when I bent my legs resting my hands on my knees. My hair fell over my shoulders with Klaus closely watching now recovered from the vervain she shot him with. “It will make you go slowly mad and Tyler will be forced to watch since you can’t reverse the process so I am told.”

Someone vamped into the house where I glanced towards whoever it was making my face turn cold at night with a devilish smirk on my lips. “Hello Tyler.”

“Raelyn….mom. What did you do to her?” He asked stepping forward until I raised my hand causing pain to go through his head.

Walking up to him I grabbed his chin in my freehand showing him my fangs. “Don’t worry your punishment will come soon enough. Let’s go, Nik. We’re done for today.” Rising to my feet I vamped out of the house and into the woods.

“The lesson here, mate. Is never piss off a pregnant vampire-witch.” Klaus warned him slightly proud and disappointed in his girlfriend all at the same time when he vamped after her.

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deafangel2019 · 1 year

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If you ever feel like indulging in anti-Hayley behavior - just remember how Klaus drowned Carol Lockwood (a widow and a mother) as a result of Hayley betraying Tyler and the Hybrids - and months later, on the morning she gave birth to her own child (I.e. becoming a mother herself) she had her throat slit, drowning in her own blood.

Karmic death by drowning.

And to rub it in, Hayley died with fear for Hope's life - the same way Carol feared for Tyler in her last moments.

#legacies #tyler lockwood #anti hayley marshall #carol lockwood #the vampire diaries #the originals

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laufire · 1 year

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thoughts I have regarding carol lockwood in this scene, from least to most important:

truly wish I could read her mind at this very moment.

we really can tell who tyler inherited his elena-indifference from <3

she's so fucking hot *-*

#stackediaries #plecverse #the vampire diaries #tvd 1x19 #maybe after i'm done with this AND to's rewatch I'll go for legacies if only for aaaaall the parallels i will do with the miss mystic eps #carol lockwood #caroline forbes #elena gilbert #carolena #favourites: i see you #femslash #favourites: i can fix that #my schrödinger fave #id in alt text #captioned

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deafchild2000 · 2 years

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Hayley's Karmic Ending

#legacies #the vampire diaries universe #the vampire diaries #legacies cw #the originals #50/50 anti hayley marshall #hayley marshall #tyler lockwood #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #carol lockwood #anti hayley marshall #Alright #so if this comes off as anti - true. But it's more than that.#I'm deliberately choosing to see through different lenses as someone who paralleling Hayley's death to the circumstances of her death.#And I'm finding #whether you like her or hate her #how almost karmic and hypocritical it was in canon.#She started off as a werewolf willing to portray a pack of hybrids #and then she becomes one of two hybrids in existence (after Tyler lost his status).#just as she betrayed the pack #she's unintentionally betrayed by her daughter and Elijah - her family - so she can't be saved.#she's had her Crescent birthmark cut off from and werewolf side bound #effectively leaving her a vampire and vulnerable to death.#The biggest irony: Her death is the elemental opposite of Carol Lockwood's #whose death she caused #leaving a child behind.#Compared to TVD 4x09 #I'd almost say her death mimics everything Tyler lost in her betrayal.#Everything she loved became everything she lost. And everything she didn't want for Hope became true.

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germygilbert · 2 years

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I'm not apologizing for this

#Elena Gilbert #Stefan Salvatore #Damon Salvatore #Tyler Lockwood #Bonnie Bennett #Jeremy Gilbert #Caroline Forbes #Matt Donovan #Carol Lockwood #Elizabeth Forbes #Lexi branson #rebekah mikaelson #Elijah Mikaelson #Klaus Mikaelson #Germ.txt #Sfw

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winnie-the-monster · 10 months

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#the vampire diaries #s4 #4x09 #rewatch #klaus mikaelson #carol lockwood

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ocmerunaway · 9 months

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Star knows she shouldn't want her sister's mate... but she does. When Aurora calls her on it she chooses honesty, but when Aurora risks everything, can Star bring herself to be honest with the woman she chose to bring to this life or will she run from her emotions? Can she truly be happy? Is she strong enough?

#carol lockwood #star #tvd #the vampire diaries

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accidentalslayer · 11 months

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Word Count: 1,952

Warnings: N/A for this chapter. Future chapters will explore darker elements, though

Author's Notes: New project, who dis?? Recently fandom-switched to Vampire Diaries/Originals & was inspired to write a little piece about two OCs interacting at the Mystic Grill.

From there on, the plot took hold of my soul, and now I'm writing a fic. Again. Lol.

Pairing: Yandere!Elijah & Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader (eventually)

Summary: Vincent Webb returns to Mystic Falls, Virginia after many years of avoiding his hometown. He decides to catch up with an old flame at the Grill only to be interrupted by his high school arch-nemesis: Richard Lockwood. How awkward for Vince! 🤣

Recommended Song: "Half of my Hometown" by: Kelsea Ballerini

Chapter One: The Prodigal Son

[October 1st, 1991

Mystic Falls, Virginia]

It hadn't changed. Not one bit. More than 5 years had passed without Vincent Webb, yet Mystic Falls was the same shit hole as it'd been on the day he'd skipped town. 'Like a mosquito caught in amber', he mused to himself, a grimace on his face, 'Or something else that refuses to change despite the march of time'. God was not without his keen sense of irony when he made this place, it seemed, and Vincent was glad that he had left right after graduating from MFHS. Glad that he'd gotten out of Virginia to explore the world. Away from any monster that went bump in the night...

But now, fate had brought him back to Mystic Falls.

The first thing Vincent did when he'd crossed the town line was visit the cemetery where his father laid and took a piss on the old man's tombstone. The second thing he did (immediately afterward) was shoot off a text: 'Hey, you free tonight? Meet you at our usual spot, be there in 30 minutes,' to his ex-girlfriend, Grace. The only woman to have ever stolen his heart or gotten him to consider a future in driving a family minivan around. That's how he'd ended up here at the Grill, tucked away within its backmost lobby, nursing a scotch past twelve. Observing his high-school nemesis, Richard Lockwood, as he flirted shamelessly in front of Carol Lockwood with their young, pretty waitress two booths over. No, some things never changed in Mystic Falls.

Footsteps approached his table. A pair of heels judging from the sound of their clacking on the polished wood floor. His eyes flicked downward to spy an all-too-familiar toe ring that he'd once bought for the girl that he'd loved as a teenager. Grace had arrived. And with her arrival, the ache of nostalgia in his chest. Vincent took a gulp of his drink to steady his nerves as she slid into the seat opposite of him.

"You know," he said, tone casual, "I thought Rich was always gonna end up with that Forbes chick. Not Carol. Remember how annoying they were in sophomore year making out during gym? Blech!! But, I guess he still likes blondes. Carol, though? Awful."

Grace rolled her sapphire eyes, "It's been YEARS, Vince, and /this/ is what you wanna lead with??? Not: 'Gee golly, Grace! I'm sorry for disappearing on you when you needed me, let me clarify what happened the night I literally vanished without a trace so I can take the years of STRESS I caused you off your shoulders! Forgive me, I'm a stupid fucking piece of shit, Grace'-"

"Grace-"

His ex's voice rose above his own, "-Grace, I know I don't deserve your forgiveness or your understanding. I'm so, so, so, sooooo very lucky that you're even talking to me right now! Grace, I'm going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, Grace-"

"Gracey-"

"-'Gracey', WHAT, Vincent?!"

Vincent looked pained when he answered her, regret etched in every wrinkle, and crease on his brow:

"You're right. I'm a piece of shit, Grace. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you the way I did back then. It's just...some family stuff happened after the accident. And I couldn't talk about it to anyone at the time. I didn't mean to hurt you. Honest truth, that wasn't my intention."

Deep, oceanic blues narrowed upon him. Grace stared at Vincent for a few breathless moments (skeptically, silently) as if attempting to bore a hole through his soul by sheer force of will.

"UGH, I can't stay mad at you!" she relented in a sudden huff, "I'm just glad you're alive. You have no clue how worried I was about you! We were all worried about you! There was a rumor that you'd died, Vince. That some kind of animal had gotten you out in the woods!"

A shadow fell over Vincent's face. He mumbled another apology to his ex, "Grace, I mean it. I'm sorry. I really truly am..."

"That's alright, Vince. It's water under the bridge now," she replied, grabbing the Grill's menu that lay on the table between them and browsing the selections, "Besides, you're going to buy me ALL the expensive booze I want tonight, anyways."

"Wait, I'm gonna WHAT??"

Grace snickered mischievously, then imitated his casual tone from before, "Payback, ya know? It's a thirsty bitch, Vince."

When Vincent met Grace Baker, it was freshman year of high school, and he'd just gotten swirlied by Logan Fell. While he was drying his hair with a paper towel in the men's bathroom, Grace had wandered out of its corner stall, gripping a pint of (half-drunk) Jack Daniels. Wearing that same cheeky grin she was wearing now, Grace offered him some, mentioning that: 'nerds like them had to stick together'. Tonight, the two of them were completing an ancient circle. This time around, it was Vincent's turn to buy the drinks.

Grace made his wallet hurt. She chose every ale and IPA off the reserve menu, then moved onto taking shots. Vincent tried to enjoy the moment, knowing full well that he was going to regret it all tomorrow. One way or another.

Their table piled up quickly with empty glasses, cups, and pitchers. As it did, their conversation grew more nostalgic. Both of them blamed it on the quality of the liquor.

"They hired a better fucking bartender since I've been gone! Do you remember the shit that David used to make for us back in the day?"

"Oh yeah!! We called it, uhhhh, "Witch's Brew" or something like that, right? It tasted so nasty but man did it fuck us up! Jodie could NOT hold that stuff down, though. Remember when she puked all over Mrs. Bennett's rug after Prom Party at the Grill?? And then we had to clean it up before she got home?"

"How could I forget?! Hahaha! I'm still scrubbing burger chunks out of my memory to this day!"

"Gross."

Their conversation grew more sentimental. They blamed it on how long it had been since either of them talked...

"You know, you were the only one back then who I could ever really be myself around. You just got me somehow. It was like we were...connected or something. Oh my God, that sounds corny as all fuck now that I say it, hahaha!"

"No, no, no, noooo! Not corny. Not corny for even a minute. Grace, I felt the same way. I didn't have to pretend around you. I could just be myself..."

"Same! We had our own language."

"Pig Latin. We used to make Mr. Brown SO MAD when he couldn't read our notes to the class. He was such a nosey prick back then!"

"Haha, yeah!! Yeah, he fucking was!! Remember when you literally ate your detention slip in front of him and he nearly had an aneurysm?! The little vein in his forehead was popping out, hahaha!!"

"Is Mr. Brown still teaching?"

"Naaahhh. Fired for taking pictures of his female students."

"Ha! Called it. I knew that guy was a creep!"

Their conversation grew more dangerous. They'd both blame it on themselves (and on each other) in the morning. One of them would swear that it had never happened at all.

"Our first date: do you remember where you took me??"

"Oh man, putting me on the spot. Uuuuhh, it was Fell's Church. We went to Fell's Church because I thought I was being edgy and cool. But you. You, uhhh, you said-"

"-I said the place smelt like raw ass so we left. We went to Grove Hill afterward. To that antique Bed and Breakfast for coffee."

"Yeah! Oh jeeze, that wasn't my best moment. It was the first date I'd ever had. I didn't know what girls wanted..."

"Get out!! Really?!"

"Serious as daylight."

"Do you ever...regret it? Even just a tiny bit? Your first date being with me? I-I know how much you loved Mercy-"

"I would've married you. I would've married you right after graduation."

"Oh..."

"Things just got in the way. Please, understand I never wanted to-"

Grace flinched. The warmth and approachability she'd possessed only a moment ago evaporated, replaced by a mask of ice. A practiced smile that didn't quite reach her eyes curved across her red lips. She put down her drink (a little forcefully on the table), feigning indifference while she spoke. But it was obvious that she wasn't happy with his heart-felt confession one bit.

"Look, Vincent," Grace said, shrugging, "We're all grown up now. We've made our own choices. You don't have to justify yourself to me, okay? Really. You don't! It's been YEARS since high school. As much as I miss it, I've moved on from ruminating about what could've been. And this surprise visit has been great, but... I really just want to get this over with so we can go back to our own lives. I'm missing Movie Night with my kids."

It was Vincent's turn to flinch now. Suddenly, he felt old. Like somehow, life had passed him by in the span of a blink.

"K-kids? You have kids??" He croaked, "When did that happen? How many do you...?"

Grace laughed, "Very first year into college! How scandalous, right?? Aaaand I've got two; an older son and a daughter. Alexander and Dawn. Dawn just had her birthday a couple of days ago. It was Beauty and the Beast themed. She was dressed up as Belle. She's been in a "princess everything" phase ever since she watched Sleeping Beauty. My son, though? He just really likes playing Street Fighter."

"Who's the-"

Vincent's mouth seemed to have trouble forming the words despite his best efforts. He pressed on valiantly, though...

"-the, ya know? The uh, father? Is he...?"

Grace flattened instantly. She sighed, rubbing at her forehead as if she had a big headache, "Just tell me why you're here, Vince. Tell me why you'd come back to Mystic Falls after all these years?? You haven't said a word to me since graduation! No, since before the accident! And you decide to appear tonight? Out of the blue? Just...randomly for shits and giggles? No, no. What's really going on, Vin-"

Two voices sliced through Grace's question and stole the moment:

"It's Vincent Webb!!"

"My, my! It IS! And with Grace Baker too!"

Both Vincent and Grace cringed as soon as they heard the sound. Memories flooded back to their previous lives in high school. And the humiliation they'd suffered together at the hands of the ones who'd just interrupted them; Richard Lockwood and his (now) wife, Carol Lockwood. Grace stood up immediately to leave. Vincent tried his best to follow suit but was stopped when Rich sat down in the empty space next to him, blocking off his escape route and locking him into the booth until Rich decided otherwise. Carol did the same with Grace.

"Well, I'll be damned!" Rich exclaimed, flashing a toothy smile at Vincent, "Aren't you a blast from the past?! I haven't seen you around my town in YEARS! And Grace, lovely to see you as always. How are your little ones doing?? What about that rambunctious son of yours?"

Carol laughed and subtly displayed the wedding ring she wore as she did so, "Oh, it's just like high school again! Isn't it, Rich?"

"Indeed," Rich agreed all too readily, "except I'm not giving this ol' boy here a flushie, hahaha! No, I kid, though. This man took his licks like a man! Isn't that right, Vince?".

Grace and Vincent exchanged helpless, annoyed glances between each other...

It was going to be a long night.

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