Let Them Bleed, Let Them Wash Away; A Tyler Open Post

[lockwood]

[ooc: Basically, this is free range for people to set up scenes with Tyler. Can be canon, crossover, whatever. There will probably be spoilery things bc I am not dealing well with the events of the last episode, this is the warning for that. Also feel free to comment oocly with an idea, and I can set something up too.]

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[coy]

No, it didn't. [Caroline grumbles, looking up at him with a bit of a frown.] There's no excuse for it. It was soulless. I'd never do that even to get my dad back.

[lockwood]

Exactly. No matter how important someone is to you, it doesn't make it okay to sacrifice other lives in exchange.

[coy]

[Caroline's gaze drops because she knows that Tyler feels like that's what happened with Chris, and in this twisted game they live in, it's been that way even if she hates it completely.]

[lockwood]

[It is how he feels about Chris. But he's not going to bring up again. Not right now.

Still, he grows quiet as her gaze drops.]

I never said it earlier, but I'm sorry, for locking you up. I know you were just worried about me.

[coy]

Is it bad to say I'm used to it? [ Because she is. And she tries her hardest not to sound bitter because... well, his mom died and now's not the time. She'll get over it and since he's apologizing, she'll make an effort to do so faster.] You didn't want your plan ruined.

[lockwood]

[But it was ruined anyways.] I should have let you in on all of it earlier, we could have figured out some o- [And then he stops. Because even if they had figured out the Rebekah option sooner, it's a moot point.]

Not that it matters now.

[coy]

Long story short, Tyler? I forgive you. [ Because she does. And she's very selfishly glad that Tyler's not buried in cement somewhere. She just wishes the new plan hadn't been ruined.]

It does matter. Maybe we can still try that body thing. Maybe Bonnie will be able to do it sometime.

[lockwood]

She did it once. [When Klaus got put in his body the first time. It can't hurt to ask.

Because they need to find some sort of solution. Leaving Klaus around just leaves everyone they care about vulnerable.]

[coy]

Once she gets her magic mojo back maybe she can again.

[lockwood]

Maybe. We need to figure out something.

He can't just be allowed to keeping doing this.

[coy]

I know, Tyler. [ She murmurs, looking back up at him. ] I know. But I can't push Bonnie into using her powers. Last time that happened it got bad.

[lockwood]

I know. And I don't want that. [He's not asking for that.]

If that's not an option, we'll figure out something else.

[coy]

I promise we will. [ She moves to press a soft kiss to his lips, a promise within that kiss.] He ruined our lives.

[lockwood]

[He kisses her back, returning the promise there.] He did.

[And it's almost funny because Tyler had thought there was no way Klaus could ruin his life more.

But tonight had proven him wrong.]

[coy]

[She shifts, slipping up a little higher so she can kiss him again, better this time because she doesn't want to let it happen anymore, she doesn't want Klaus to ruin Tyler's life or hers or anyone else's anymore.]

[lockwood]

[He kisses her again, pulling her in a little closer now. It feels a little desperate, after everything he's lost today, after everything they've all lost because of Klaus.]

[coy]

[ He pulls her closer and she's happy to let him. And when the kiss turns desperate, she kisses him right back. She doesn't want to lose him, she doesn't want him to lose anyone or anyone else.]

[lockwood]

[He keeps kissing her, trying to just lose himself in the feeling now. He doesn't want to feel the grief in his heart, the anger pumping through his veins, anything but this. Anything else hurts too much right now.]

[coy]

[ She pulls herself closer, shifting so she's more on top of him, giving him what they both really need. She wants to quiet the grief in his heart if only for a moment, to ease the ache he has to be feeling, she knows the ache herself. Her hand combs through his hair.]

[lockwood]

[He lets his hands slip up her body, beneath her slip, just wanting her closer to him. Something tangible to remind him he isn't alone.

At least this time they wouldn't have to worry about his mom giving them a hard time for being too loud or not discreet enough. And then it strikes him quite suddenly that his mother will never give him a hard time for that or anything else and suddenly he feels tears stinging his eyes and he has to break away from the kiss. It feels like he can't breathe.]

[coy]

[ Heat crawls up her body as his fingers wander and the slick fabric of of her slip slides up her body a little. But it's gone as soon as it starts when he pulls back from the kiss.

Her eyes flutter open to look at him, seeing the emotion on his face. A shaky sigh escapes her lips and she has no idea what he's thinking off but she knows it's too much. Shifting above him, she moves to hold him closer, whispering softly.] It's okay. It's okay.

[lockwood]

[He looks up at her, apologetic and sad and unable to hold it back anymore. He hates crying, he can't help but feel weak (his father always told him boys don't cry) when he does, but Caroline's seen him cry before and he just can't hold it back.

When he speaks his voice is broken and sad.]

I'm sorry.

[coy]

Don't be. It's okay. [ She says again softly because it's okay to cry, it's okay to feel. She moves to straddle his waist more so she can sit up and touch his face with both hands, thumbs slipping over his cheeks gently.] You just lost your mom, Tyler. It's okay. [ She leans down to kiss one of the tears away before pressing her forehead to his. ] I'm here. [ And if he'll let her, if he wants to, she'll move to roll them a bit so she can hold him better, hold him against her unless he wants her to stay where they are, she can do that too.]

[lockwood]

No, it's not. [He whispered softly, shifting with her now so he can just her hold him. It's a familiar comfort, like the first time she held him after one of his transformations. He had cried then too.

He remembered when he thought nothing would ever hurt as much as that. This might be worse.]

Nothing about this is okay.

[coy]

[ She shakes her head, moving to hold him close, pressing a kiss to his forehead.] I meant it's okay to feel. [ She'd never mean to say that any of this, what was happening is okay or will be okay.] You're right---[ Her voice cracks a little at that, eyes closing.] It's not okay, none of it, none of what's happening is okay.