#HOW PROUD SHE IS OF HER KNOWLEDGE #how casual she is as she rises off the couch looks klaus straight in the eye and says oh it’s a cryptex #only looks to tyler because he’s looking at her like he’s surprised she knows #so she has to defend has to say hey i’ve seen the da vinci code and yeah that might really have been where she learned it #but the point im making is that look klaus is giving her here #he never doubted #whether she knew or not he would have gloried in explaining or gloried in her knowing and she did and here he does (via somethingofthewolf)
#out of context#it’s like their sisters#katherine is of course the shit eating one#she pretends to be elena and does dumb shit like lead an impromptu rally to free the frogs in bio#and bolts after convincing everyone sound protest is filling#the principals car with the aforementioned liberated frogs#meanwhile elena is unsuspecting and lazy by nature#had woken up from her post school nap to find herself in trouble with Jenna and the principal and possibly the world#and after an epic round of recriminations and punishments#elena is confused and bewildered to find herself so grounded and on the schools watch list of bad students#and katherine shows up to explain and gloat#sighs#oh tvd#we could have had all the pointless and hilarious switcheroo antics (via eenasbabysmom)
#can we take a moment to appreciate how after they kiss each other they just linger there #eyes shut until they let go #savoring all of it because who knows when they’ll be a next time #this is literally my favorite thing ever.
“J u s t like the day he left her, of course: the cream cheeks, that fantastic hair in its artist’s shade of Naples Yellow.
Have you any idea, love, of how often he has applied his mind in a fine paintbrush stroke to the careful preservation of this memory, how he has stored away this precise shade, the exact angle of sun, moonlight, sallow winter sky on the strands and all the myriad gradations of white, gold, auburn they bring out; have you any idea how large his heart swelled and how small it shriveled with hope, that bloody abominable weed with its roots to the very bottom- your face hovering over him,
C a r o l i n e, that was all he bloody wanted-”(&)
→@worstwolf, happy birthday mydear, darling jenn!