I refuse to go numb




Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?


If people could see me the way I see myself - if they could live in my memories - would anyone, anyone, love me?

imperfectandchaotic:

i’ll make you a star in my universe

A TVD fic
Pairing: Klaroline
Rating: K+ 
Word Count: 3 003 

A follow up to you think your dreams are the same as mine, found here

It’s fire, not slow licking like the pain of vervain, but a roaring explosion, raging and hot and just growing: the kind that burns down entire forests and still hunts for more. You are past your own pride; you are crying and whimpering and everything is dimmed but the pain of four wooden bullets lodged deep past your skin. 

“Caroline, darling, talk to me. Tell me where.”

You want to laugh but it just won’t come out right. You want to tell him to stop with the pet names, but in this moment you are inexplicably comforted by them. 

Klaus’s fingers are ghosting patterns of blood over your skin and you wonder what the colour would look like on his canvas.