Aly J. (simply_aly) wrote,
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Fic: [3] TVD (Tyler/Caroline, Damon/Caroline, Elijah/Elena)

Title:  Love and Hate
Authorsimply_aly
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters: Tyler/Caroline
Rating:  PG-13
Word Count:  200
Summary:  It didn’t change the fact that before she was taken, she had loved him just as much.
A/N:  For a prompt by cmm14513. Originally posted HERE.

Caroline never realized it was possible to love and hate someone so much at the same time before the night she was captured and tortured.

Finding out that Tyler was capable of standing there and watching as she and Stefan and Damon were about to be killed made her hate him more than anything, but it didn’t change the fact that before she was taken, she had loved him just as much.

That experience just made her realize that Damon and those who came before him were right. Werewolves and vampires could never be friends or lovers or anything. They could hardly exist on the same planet without trying to kill each other.

He came to apologize that night after it happened. He said he didn’t know they’d use her, but it didn’t matter to her. They had, and he hadn’t done anything. Then Tyler walked away with Jules and she hasn’t heard from him since.

Thinking on it, she finds herself comparing them to Romeo and Juliet. The only differences she can see are that he had a choice to leave—that he didn’t stay and fight for her—and that she’s not going to kill herself for him.


Title:  Plans for the Future
Authorsimply_aly
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  Damon/Caroline
Rating:  PG-13
Word Count:  735
Summary:  “So, what are your plans for the place?” he asks her.
A/NWritten for a challenge at tvd_rareships. Take the first line of any book/short story and use it as a prompt. This story’s prompt is:  “What do you think? Should we put the bar over there?” Elizabeth Wakefield gestured to one end of the ancient, run-down ballroom. - Kiss of the Vampire a Sweet Valley University thriller by Francine Pascal.

“It’s weird to be back here,” Damon mutters as he walks with the blonde through the Salvatore Boarding House.

Caroline giggles, “It hasn’t been that long, Damon,” she chastises. “Only two years.”

“Two years in which Stefan had free reign of the place. He could have destroyed it, for all we knew!”

Damon and Caroline had gone traveling after graduation. She wanted to see the world, and Damon was the only one willing to come with her, much to her initial surprise. As it turned out, it was a very good decision, and after many arguments, the two managed to work out their issues and got closer than they have been since they’ve known each other.

“Elena’s never even mentioned a party,” Caroline defends the younger Salvatore.

Damon just rolls his eyes. “So, what are your plans for the place?” he asks her instead. In exchange for returning to Mystic Falls for a few years, Damon promised she could help him renovate the boarding house.

Caroline’s eyes light up and she starts talking about color schemes and carpeting and wood flooring and lights and a whole bunch of other shit that only half interest him. The truth that he’ll never admit to her is that he likes seeing her happy. It had come as a shock to him when he discovered on their travels that being with him made her happy.

As she talks, he steers her in the direction of the master bedroom, curious to hear her thoughts on the subject. “And, this room?” he asks, breaking her diatribe on the future beige walls of the hallways.

Caroline breaks off in confusion and looks around the room, and Damon realizes she hadn’t even noticed they’d changed rooms. “I—I hadn’t really given any thought on our bedroom,” she says. “I figured I’d ask you before making any plans.”

Damon quirks an eyebrow both at her use of the pronoun our, and her out of character indecisiveness. “And why is that, Blondie?” he asks, using the nickname he’d given her long before. Somehow, it has stuck.

“Kinda figured you’d want a say in one of the most important rooms in the house,” she answers with a smirk.

“I like the way you think,” he says, pushing her up against the nearest wall. Caroline moans and pushes her lips firmly against his. “We have to christen the house,” he whispers hotly in her ear.

He hears her giggle again, her hands threading through his hair. “The house is a million years old, Damon. I think it’s already been christened.”

“Not by us,” he retorts, kissing along her neck.

She pushes him away suddenly, and he’s looking at her with mock annoyance and he loves the sound of her laugh. “Come on,” she says, pulling him out the door. “We haven’t even gotten to the coolest room!”

“I thought this room was the coolest room,” he mutters low, following her anyway.

She leads him to one of the back rooms—one he hadn’t even used since he’d been here the last time. An old fashioned ballroom. Suddenly, he notices she’s looking at him expectantly. “What?” he asks, not able to read her for the first time in a while.

“Well, you have more experience with ballrooms than I do,” she starts. “I was hoping you could tell me what we should do in here.”

“You want to throw a ball in here?” he asks, surprised, although he probably shouldn’t be. Caroline Forbes is the fancy hair and ball gown type, after all.

“Yeah, wouldn’t it be exciting?” she asks, and he can already see the very elaborate plans forming in her head.

So Damon, determined to make her happy, starts planning the layout of the ballroom. He tells her what he remembers from the original Salvatore estate ballroom from when he was human, deciding he wants to modernize that theme. “What do you think? Should we put the bar over there?” Damon gestures to one end of the ancient, run-down ballroom. And suddenly, Caroline’s jumping up and down, making high pitched noises, and beaming because he just assented to throwing a ball in his house.

She pulls him close to her and whispers, “Thank you,” in his ear and he starts moving back in forth, as if rocking her into calmness again and it’s not till she’s kissing him that he realizes they’re dancing to no music.


Title:  Freedom
Authorsimply_aly
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters: Elijah/Elena
Rating:  PG-13
Word Count:  500
Spoilers:  Uses revelations from 2.14
Summary:  She knows where she stands with him.
A/NWritten for a challenge at tvd_rareships. Take the first line of any book/short story and use it as a prompt. This story’s prompt is:  Dear Lord, prayed Mercy Carter, do not let us be murdered in our beds tonight. - The Ransom of Mercy Carter by Caroline B. Cooney.

When Elijah puts his plan to draw Klaus out into action, Elena immediately starts feeling frightened and paranoid. There’s no time frame on how long this plan of his is going to take to work, there’s no telling how long she’ll have to live in fear of her life and all those around her. It’s a game of wait and see, and each night Elena goes to sleep, she prays. Dear Lord, she thinks, do not let us be murdered in our beds tonight.

Stefan or Damon often come over at night to watch over her. She’s told them it’s stupid; if Klaus is going to come for her, he’s going to get her and they won’t be able to stop it. The whole town put together wouldn’t be enough to stop Klaus, and that may be the scariest thought of all.

Being powerless has never been Elena’s strong suit. She gets jumpy and the fear of the unknown starts to eat away at her.

Strangely, it’s Elijah who seems to calm her. He comes over before Stefan and Damon. He doesn’t stay long, sometimes doesn’t even speak, but his presence seems to ease some of the fear from her system and she finds it easier to sleep on the nights he visits.

Maybe it’s because she knows where she stands with him. She knows he’s going to kill her, but she knows the death of Klaus will come first. She’ll have time to prepare. With Klaus, there’s no time to prepare. There’s waiting, lots of waiting, but it is impossible to prepare for something you know nothing of.

Elijah tells her stories of when he knew Klaus, describes him to her, but she’s not foolish enough to think nothing’s changed since Elijah was close with him. He hasn’t told her how long ago that was, but she can imagine it was a long time ago.

She wonders what it’ll be like after, once Klaus is dead. She’s not scared of her eventual death; she accepted that back when she tried to sacrifice herself. She’s scared of the bloodshed she’s sure is going to happen in the fight to kill Klaus. She’s scared of the future without her, how everyone will be after she’s gone. She’s scared to leave Stefan and Damon. But she is not scared of death.

“What’s it like?” she wonders one night as she’s writing in her diary.

Elijah looks over at her, tilts his head, and thinks. He doesn’t speak at first, but he’s looking at her in a way that says he knows what she’s talking about.

“I’ve never fully died it in the way you will,” he starts, “but from my experience, it’s almost pleasant. There’s some pain, of course, but it’s almost freeing.”

“You’ll try to make it as painless as possible?” she asks.

“If you wish,” he says with a nod.

After a few minuets of pencil scratching on paper, she looks up again. “I think I’ll like it; being free.”
Tags: art: fanfiction, character: caroline forbes, character: damon salvatore, character: elena gilbert, character: elijah mikaelson, character: tyler lockwood, pairing: damon/caroline, pairing: elijah/elena, pairing: tyler/caroline, tv show: the vampire diaries
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