Ian Somerhalder, Paul Wesley and Nina Dobrev - Entertainment Weekly Comic Con Portrait 2013

Ok, so I've been thinking a lot about the cure and the whole search, after the last episode. And seriously like, what did they expect will happen? I mean don't get me wrong, I l’amour and adore every single character who went looking for the cure ( well ok I don't l’amour them all, but I respect them), but what were they thinking? And were they thinking at all? It seems to me that they were so happy because of possibility they might find the cure and help Elena, Stefan and Rebekha to be human again, that they didn't make any plan at all, which is really unusual for them. I mean if toi remember when...

Well, since all my DELENA fantasies are coming to pass, I am starting to fixate a little plus on KLAROLINE. This is set in episode 4x07 during the Miss Mistic Falls competition.


"Life use to be a lot easier" Klaus mused. "Don't toi miss the days of being," he opened a tri-folded piece of paper, "'Chair of the Mistic Falls beautification committee and the director of-"
Caroline's eyes widened. "Is that my Miss Mistic application?! Where did toi get that?!" She grabbed for the sheet but failed as Klaus continued.
"'When I am chosen, I entend to redefine excellence'. Now I'm really enjoying your...

"Do toi not understand the situation? She never wanted to be a vampire! She told me that when toi gave her YOUR blood!" Stefan was shouting.
Elena had woken up in the morgue 3 hours ago. Everything was different. She felt different in a way she couldn't describe. The last thing she remembered was being trapped under water with Matt. She had made Stefan save him instead. There was no confusing that burning feeling in her lungs. She knew she was drowning and then everything went black. Until that cold metal slab anyway.
Stefan was sitting to her right with tears in his eyes. He looked down as...

They accelerated their steps, but Damon was heavy to carry and the feu was catching up with them.
“Damon, please, try to walk faster” Jeremy said. His neck and shoulders hurt.
“I can’t” Damon a dit weak. He braked.
“Damon, what are toi doing?” Elena sighed. Her shoulders hurt too.
“I can’t” Damon repeated. “You have to leave me here. I’m holding toi up”
“Shut up, Damon” Elena said, having no mercy. She forced him to keep walking.
“I’m going to get toi killed” Damon said.
“Well, we’ll have to die someday” Elena said, jouer la comédie careless, but she couldn’t hide...