#caroline forbes au

[cheervings]

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‎⠀𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ au of caro𝓁ine forbes

‎ set in the TVD / horror verse

‎ MDNI | nsfw / dark themes

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‘ when anybody tells me i can’t do something

—— i prove them wrong ’

[browneyesandhair]

Non-Exhaustive List of Soulmate Fics: Klaroline Pt 1

Okay, I'm bored so I'm compiling my favorite soulmate fics. Here's the Klaroline edition:

Runaway by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Caroline has been running from her soul mate since she found him standing over her father’s corpse.

Hunt You Slow by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Discovering that the scourge of the supernatural was her soulmate would be enough to send any girl running.

At Horizon's Edge by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Sometimes when a girl goes on a shopping trip to pick up a new pair of boots at the local, and somewhat hostile, human space station, she accidentally aids and abets a prison break instead. What happens in the black really doesn't stay in the black.

The Howling by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Caroline's day goes from bad to worse to insane in a matter of moments.

Written On Your Skin by LaLainaJ

Summary:

It's a rather boring day, at the flower shop Caroline owns. And then The Original Hybrid walks in, and changes her life by uttering a few small words. They're words Caroline knows, words she sees on her skin, every day in the mirror. She's thought about her soulmate, who wouldn't have? But he's the last thing she ever would have expected, and the last person she should want. But she can't quite bring herself to deny their connection.

The Air We Breathe by slstmaraudersjple

Summary:

When Caroline learns that her soulmate is the thousand year old Original Hybrid, she cries, because she knows her world is ending. When Klaus learns that his soulmate is a baby vampire, he is intrigued, because he has waited his entire life for her. Soulmates AU.

Even When We're Ghosts by LaLainaJ

Summary:

He'd just been planning to collect his doppelganger, hadn't anticipated such strong resistance. Now, trapped in his wolf form, until he meets his soulmate, Klaus seeks alternative solutions. He doesn't believe in soulmates. Until Caroline Forbes crosses his path. Caroline thinks she's hallucinating (note to self, don't accept moonshine from old ladies) until her life starts getting... weird. The Mikaelsons aren't great at subtle.

the fate makes for a lousy poet. by for_darkness_shows_the_stars

Summary:

It is not unheard of. Soulmates born too far apart to ever meet. Caroline did her research thoroughly. It’s just rare. And for all that she’d known her entire life that her fated other half was dead long, long before she was even a gleam in her mother’s eye … it’s unfair. . Everyone is born with a soulmate. It just so happens that a millennium divides Caroline from hers.

I Wish I Was (I Wish I Was) by dressedupasmyself

Summary:

“I think that even if you find your soulmate, there’s some measure of choice involved. Maybe some people just make the wrong choices.” “Good,” Caroline said. “What if my soulmate is, like, the worst? I wouldn’t want to be stuck with him forever. I want some kind of choice.” “But that’s the beauty of it,” Elena sounded wistful, “Your soulmate might be awful to everyone else, but they’re the best for you.” Caroline scoffed. “Okay, whatever.”

Passing Notes in Secrecy by perfectpro

Summary:

Caroline doesn’t remember not having a soulmate. Her mom says that the drawings started when she was small, just a baby. So he’s clearly older than her. She doesn’t mind, thinks that it will probably be nice to be with someone who has a little more life experience. She thinks she's one of the lucky ones.

The Raven Hunter by LynyrdLionheart

Summary:

There is a killer hunting frat boys on campus. The Raven Hunter is a terrible name... not that Caroline has a reason to care or anything.

a part of something that’s bigger (than me) by Issay

Summary:

In the beginning she's a plaything, the mean girl brought low, made and unmade by decisions of others and Caroline never receives apologies for most of it. Elena fights for her happy ending and through all of her losses and dark despair she is never alone. Bonnie wins her freedom, powerful in her own right. Caroline is left with uncertainty and obligations. No, the story isn't kind to Caroline. So let's change the story.

oh there you are (i've been looking for you) by breakfasttako

Summary:

Caroline was born a fated one, which means two things: 1) She has a soulmate 2) She's going to die tragically young

What's a Little Ink? by Writerwithagoal

Summary:

What would you get as a tattoo if you knew it would appear on your soulmate?

Hallowed Ground by KiryTheStitchWitch

Summary:

Caroline's trip to Ireland was not going the way it was supposed to. She was expecting stories and myths, and instead finds that some legends are a lot more real than she could have imagined. And hot. Really hot.

Inadvisable by MissNMikaelsonSummary:Everyone has soul words. The first thing your soulmate will ever say etched somewhere on your body. Caroline always dreaded meeting hers. She had never imagined this though; she had never imagined him. He had all but given up. Just a one shot for one of my favorite pairings.

Midnattsol by BelleMorte180

Summary:

The man laying before her was her soulmate, someone who should have died a thousand years ago. Written for AU-Season week three

Ship of Bones by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

When humanity struggles to maintain its racial identity in the cold reaches of space, Caroline Forbes has hidden the gifts her alien mother left her. But secrets aren't secrets forever.

Familiar Taste of Poison by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

A great love isn't always a blessing.

Holding Out for a Hero by slstmaraudersjple

Summary:

Klaus would totally be able to focus on his plans for world domination… if only his soulmate would stop singing that thrice-damned song. But then there's silence, and Klaus grows worried. Soulmate AU where songs that one’s soulmate sings gets stuck in one’s head. CW/TW: descriptions of Caroline being abused by Damon but nothing graphic/explicit.

[pascaloverx]

TVD MASTERLIST

© credits for the owners of the pictures used. they don't belong to me. credit is not mine for the pictures.

AO3 LINK

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three (+18)

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen (final)

epilogue (+18)

[nightingale2004]

TVD AND KLAROLINE FANS I HAVE A FANFIC IDEA (if this fanfic does exist, I apologize ahead of time, but please do send me the link if it does exist)

Alright, so imagine if Klaus and Caroline were already in a relationship together, and Klaus had to deal with things in New Orleans (as always) and the Mikaelsons desperately want to meet Klaus's new girl that's got him completely whipped (you seriously can't tell me otherwise that the man isn't whipped)

Klaus obviously protested against it considering the dangers they were facing, but then things started getting bad, so the smartest sibling, Elijah, summoned Caroline, and she joined in on the Mikaelson New Orleans family chaos while keeping klaus from murdering his family which BTW scored a LOT of points from the other Mikaelsons.

I strongly believe Rebekah would be jealous that she is no longer Klaus's favorite but is grateful that Caroline can keep his distracted. Marcel immediately likes her and sees her as a mother figure, like he sees Klaus as a father figure and would definitely make mom and dad jokes. Elijah already loves her and has great respect for her for putting up with his brother. Kol and Davina are more impressed than someone led this long with Klaus without getting killed. Same thing with Hayley.

Of course, Hayley would not be the only bride in New Orleans, but the Mikaelsons are definitely throwing a great wedding for Caroline and Klaus. Plus, I think Hayley and Jackson would both respect Caroline more than Klaus and always go to her when it comes to supernatural politics.

Freya would definitely like her but at the same time be a little jealous since all of the family are in love with her

(Like I said, if this fanfic does exist, PLEASE SEND ME THE LINK OR POINT ME IN THE DIRECTION OF THE FANFIC! I NEED IT!!!

Also, Klaus and Caroline give me such a mafia boss and his wife mixed with beauty and the beast vibe)

[piperslovebot]

2x02 AU - Caroline confronts Damon after what he put her through

Redo of this edit

[elejah-verse]

elejah_au

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Divination

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"Elena is stuck in the void. Well, her soul is. And I can't get to her." Bonnie sighed. "I hope you arrested the Versailles witch?"

Elijah drew a painful silent breath. This was exactly what he had feared when Elena suggested they use her to cross over to the Ancestral plane to collect the damning evidence against the Versailles witch. He had no strength to talk. He answered shortly that they got the witch.

Meanwhile, in St. Charles Surgical Hospital, Agent Stefan Salvatore stood next to the bed Elena lay motionless, but breathing serenly.

"It's such a relief that the baby is all right." Caroline said.

Stefan nodded slighty, and remained silent.

"Who is going to look after her? Are you going to stay in New Orleans?" Caroline turned to her ex-husband.

"No. The baby is not mine." Stefan then said.

"Excuse me - but you said-" Caroline looked at him baffled.

"They had run some test a few days ago- amnio etc. I'm not the father. The child is AB+"

"Sorry -I don't get it." Caroline looked puzzled.

"Elena is blood A+, and I'm A-. The baby can only have blood type A or 0." Stefan explained.

"Who is the father then?"

At that moment Elijah walked in the ICU room and greeted the Agent and Elena's High School friend with a small nod.

[vamprincessss]

— going to high school as a vampire

[thetorturedwriterdepartment]

s.s. | gentle distraction

a/n: watching tvd for the umpteenth time makes me more obsessed with stefan so here's another one shot. it's also inspired in one of my fav stydia (teen wolf) scenes.

warnings: inappropriate language, mentions and/or descriptions of blood, injuries, death, anxiety, panic attack. some details may not be 100% accurate. english is not my first language. not my gif!

stefan salvatore x afab!reader.

summary: you are attacked by the katherine pierce and your worries and fears manifest in the way of a panic attack, but stefan comforts you in a very unexpected yet unique way.

🚫do NOT copy, translate or put my work thru an AI.

You got up startled and breathed heavily. Your eyes took some seconds to adjust to the lack of light in your room. Well, to be more precise, the room you had been occupying at the Salvatores’ Boarding House for a couple of weeks now. You took a glance at the clock on the nightstand: 3 A.M. Cursing to yourself, you laid down on the bed again. You hadn’t had any decent amount of sleep since the Masquerade Ball; the night you��d thought it was just about going out with your friends, but it ended up being a truly near-death experience. And obviously, your brain chose the quiet and lonely nights to make you revive all those memories.

Caroline, your closest friend, has tirelessly begged you and your group of friends to go to the Masquerade Ball at the Lockwood’s Mansion. She had recently begun dating Tyler so she wanted to make a good impression on his parents by taking all of you to the charity event that they were organizing together with the Founder's Council.

“Say again, please, how could I, that I’m not part of the Founding Families, help you look good in front of your boyfriend’s parents?”, I questioned her while we got our coffee cups from the counter at this new small shop that opened near our school.

“Well, Tyler, Stefan, Damon, and Elena have to go due to the obvious reason, Bonnie has accepted and Matt can’t make it due to his work shift. I don’t want you to feel left out”, she casually replied before giving her coffee a sip. “Besides, the more people I bring, the better the Lockwoods will look in front of other powerful families thanks to me!”

I’ve never understood how Caroline math works.

“Care, don’t worry about me. No offense taken. I have no problem with staying at home, eating pizza, watching a mov..” My speech slowed down as she frowned at me. “I’m not getting out of this, am I?”

“Y/N, you know I don’t take a ‘no’ for an answer. Come on! It will be so much fun!”

Little did she know…

You were on the dancefloor with your girl friends, Caroline, Bonnie and Elena, moving your bodies to the beat of this new party song. You were having a really good time. Of course, you’d never admit that to Vampire Barbie (as Damon often called her) because that will surely give her a free pass to drag you to any social event in Mystic Falls.

Speaking of Damon, he was at the Ball too. And so was Stefan. You’d spotted them leaning against a wall, drinking something and chatting among themselves. Your eyes rested on the youngest Salvatore for longer than you may have liked it, but you couldn’t find the strength or the willingness to look away. The black suit he was wearing made him look more handsome than he already was. You had a big crush on him since the day you met, but obviously you haven’t made any moves on him because of Elena. Now that they’ve broken up because she took a bigger interest in Damon, there might be some chance for you.

At some point his eyes found yours and he gave you a sweet smile. You gave him one of yours but then instantly looked away because you didn’t want him to know you were blushing. Probably he couldn’t tell because of the distance, but still. You excused yourself to your friends so you could go and talk to him. Any interaction with him would make coming to the Ball, wearing this long dress and these uncomfortable heels totally worth it.

Suddenly, while you were making your way towards Stefan, the power went off and silence took over the place for a couple of seconds. The people around you started to murmur, asking themselves what was going on. You tried focusing on what you managed to hear so you could find any of your friends and leave the mansion. A horrible sensation took over you.

As you were about to take your phone off your purse to turn on the flashlight, you felt a sharp pain throughout your abdomen and let out a muffled scream.

That’s when the lights were switched on again and you saw what it seemed like a butcher’s knife piercing your middle section. You heard several screams from the people around you and how they started running away. You were losing tons of blood but you couldn’t move due to the shock. You also saw the person who had stabbed you. Elena? No, that couldn’t be true. Physically, it was her; her exact same face. But the clothes were different and there was something in her eyes that wasn’t there before. Evilness.

“An early birthday present for you, Y/N. Enjoy”, she said grinning and then exited herself with supernatural speed.

What the fuck?

You couldn’t think about anything else as you felt all the energy being dragged out of your body and collapsed to the ground. Luckily, before your head hit the floor, somebody caught you in their arms.

“Y/N”, you heard Stefan’s desperate voice. He removed the knife and gave you his blood to heal you. You drank it but the injury was far deeper than what a little of vampire blood could cure, so you were struggling to keep yourself awake. It seems he could sense it as well so he grabbed your face and tried to make you focus on him. “No, no, don’t close your eyes. Look at me!” 

You gathered the almost non-existent strength you had to obey him but you could feel yourself blacking out.

“I can’t. Sorry, Stef…” that’s all you could manage to say and he shook his head.

“Y/N, look at me, don’t fall asleep”, he interrupted you but his voice appeared to be more distant; as if he was talking from the other side of a tunnel. Although your vision was blurry, you saw a second pair of hands pressing something on your abdomen. 

“Stefan, what do we do?” It was… Caroline? 

“We need to get her to the hospital. We’re losing her.”

And then, pitch darkness.

You woke up at the hospital the following day. There was a bandage wrapped all around your abdomen and your mind was foggy. Flashes of the previous night events came and went. Caroline and Stefan knocked on the room door shortly after to see how you were doing. They gave you a ‘Get better soon’ card signed by everyone, including Damon. You could picture him doing it against his will with his typical frown on his face.

“Soooo, are you going to tell me what happened last night?”

“Y/N”, Stefan started talking. “Why don’t we wait until you feel better to give you the details?”

“But, I’m already doing better. Look, I’m not bleeding”, you lifted the sheets that were covering your body to show him your clean bandage. “And I’m also fully awake”, this time you raised your eyebrows.

He squinted his eyes, not fully believing the attitude you were giving him, especially while still lying on a hospital bed. You were spending a lot of time with Damon lately.

“Ok”, Caroline continued. “The one who tried to kill you was Katherine Pierce, Elena’s doppelgänger." You looked at her nodding, as if you understood that word. You had some googling to do as soon as you got home. “And you almost did, your heart stopped for some seconds but the paramedics brought you back with CPR.”

“Why would she do that?”

“We aren’t sure yet”, it was Stefan’s turn. “The strongest theory is that you were used as a distraction. Damon saw Katherine take something from the Lockwood’s mansion and ran away. We need to go back and check what’s missing.”

“That bitch. I’m gonna…”, you started getting up from the bed but Stefan quickly stopped you.

“You are not going to do anything other than recovering. Let us deal with Katherine. We’ll make her pay for this.”

After being discharged from the hospital, Stefan suggested you go live with him and Damon since being alone in your apartment wasn’t a good idea. This way, they could keep an eye on you in case Katherine or any of her minions made an appearance.

However, regardless of who is there to protect you, the atmosphere of paranoia and uncertainty, combined with your insomnia have led you to a dark place. You were so trapped in your own rthoughts that you didn’t realize that you sat up on the bed again and started crying loudly, therefore waking up Stefan.

“Hey, Y/N”, you jumped a little due to his sudden voice. “What’s wrong?”, he asked, sitting on your bed and then cupping one of your cheeks with his hand. 

“Everything”, you chuckled despite the tears.

“Don’t worry, we’ll catch…”, you interrupted him. You were growing tired.

“I’m sorry, Stefan, it’s not that I doubt any of you, but Katherine… she is really smart. She has fooled us once and she can totally do it again… I’m…", you tried swallowing the lump in your throat. "I’m afraid to close my eyes and sleep because that way I won’t be aware of her coming in here and finishing me off.”

Stefan could actually see all these negative thoughts come in and out of your head. Your brain was like an engine. And your eyes looked like waterfalls due to your unstoppable tears.

“Or what if…", you continued. "What if I turn into a vampire?”, your breath became unsteadier ; you were panting, “What if I’m already turning into a vampire? You and Caroline… the other day… said I died but then came back. I had your blood in my system when that happened, right?” You were talking so fast that Stefan didn’t even have time to cut you off. “I don’t know, maybe someone secretly gave me human blood while I was sleeping at the hospital so I didn’t notice the transition. I can’t do this, I can’t. I…”, you took your hands to your chest as you felt the beginning of a heart attack.

“Y/N, please. Look at me", he cupped both of your cheeks with his firm hands and looked deeply into your eyes. "I need you to breathe with me. Focus on my voice”, he started inhaling and exhaling for you to copy him but it was a failing attempt. You were not paying any attention to him. Your panic attack was at its worst.

“I’m going to die”, you blurted out, with a trembling voice. You repeated that sentence over and over and over.

Stefan knew you suffered from anxiety but he didn’t imagine you (or has never seen you) like this. He mentally cursed himself for not previously asking you what to do in these situations. He tried the breathing exercise once again but it still didn’t work. He tried mentioning people and things you loved, happy things, so you'd rather focus on them, but it was also a dead end. You were absolutely trapped in your overwhelming suffering. He grew more desperate. Then, a quick memory flashed through his brain. He once read in a book that holding one’s breath may stop a panic attack. He didn’t think that covering your mouth and nose with his hand would work, so he crashed his lips onto yours. He didn’t know how you would react, but it was better than doing nothing.

Your eyes opened widely but then closed again. You were too shocked to do anything else, but still managed to enjoy the kiss. Slowly but surely, the storm inside of you died down. He was the one who pulled back after some seconds. You stayed frozen in your place, with a confused expression.

You wanted to ask him what that was for, but the words got stuck on your throat. Stefan seemed to read your mind.

“I once read somewhere that holding your breath could stop a panic attack”, he gave you a concerned but loving look. “And when I kissed you, you stopped breathing”. You stared deeply at him after his explanation.

“Did I?”, you added with a shaky and sore voice.

“You did”, he smiled softly, also lowkey shocked about how much he liked to kiss you.

You thanked him with a sincere whisper. You didn’t want to move yet, in case of breaking the spell. Of this being a dream and waking up during the best part. Your heart was still racing but now for a different reason. The good kind of racing. He also stayed there close to you. 

He continued to ask you if you were feeling better; you nodded in response. Your cheeks flushed. He started getting up from your bed to give you some space but you didn’t want that. You wanted to be as close as possible.

“Stefan, wait… Can you stay with me, please?, you pouted. Your voice came off soft and innocent. “Until I fall asleep, at least”.

“Yeah, sure. For as long as you need.”

You smiled while you moved a bit to make room for him on your bed. He laid down, resting his back on the wooden bedpost and opened his arms, inviting you to snuggle on his chest. Once you did, he wrapped his arms around your back. Your legs were also tangled with his. The sound of his heartbeat worked as a lullaby, relaxing every muscle on your exhausted body. You felt the tension and fear melt away. Your now steady breath mixed with Stefan’s. 

“Thank you for staying”, you told him, your voice was barely audible.

“Always”, he murmured while one of his hands played with your hair and the other one stroked your back gently. You could get used to this. A faint smile curved your lips as you thought to yourself: Bring it on, Katherine. I’m not afraid of you anymore. Well, you were a little bit. But with Stefan’s comforting presence, you felt you could overcome whatever evil plan she had for you.

Your eyelids started to feel really heavy with the weight of last weeks' worries. You were slowly drifting closer and closer to sleep. The last thing you recall is Stefan placing a kiss to the top of your head. 

“Rest well now, Y/N. I won't let anyone or anything hurt you again. I promise”, he whispered although he was pretty sure you couldn’t hear him due to your finally peaceful slumber.

that's the end, my friends. i'd love to read some feedback :) and, of course, if you have any request, leave them on my asks <3

[destinywitch]

Damon salvatore x reader

instagram au

@forbesy/n_

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forbesy/n prettiest Forbes✨

 @BBennet the literal personification of the song “she looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl ive ever seen”

@CareBear ok, i get it, u look pretty but the caption? seriously?? 

@LenaGilbert_  gorgeous 

@TheBestSalvatore the hotter forbes, thats for sure❤️‍🔥

    @StefanSalvatore whats with your username? we all know thats not true

    @TheBestSalvatore keep telling urself that

    @CareBear Damon!! Stop hitting on my sister!! Stefan, we all know ur the better brother

    @CobraKai agreed Damon, agreed. 

    @CareBear Y/N!!! why isnt he blocked??

@Enzo gorgeous

@JerGilbert looking good Y/N

LenaGilbert

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LenaGilbert Y/N caught in 4K

@forbesy/n_ oops 

 @CareBear and you didnt tell me!!!

    @ForbesY/N no

    @BBennet Y/N tell me pelase 

    @forbesy/n_ of course bby <3

    @CareBear WHAT??? UR TELLING BONNIE AND NOT ME??

     @ForbesY/N yes, bonnie is my baby!!

 @CareBear who is that??? ELENA!!!???

     @LenaGilbert Idk i couldnt see his face!!

 @Bekah looking dashing, Y/N

    @forbesy/n_ thank u Beks! Tell ur brothers i said hi 

    @LenaGilbert Rebekah the only reason im not blocking u is bc i need folowers

    @Bekah thats good to know ;)

BBennet 

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BBennet I leave my phone unprotected for 5 seconds and this is what i get!! 

 @CareBear Im sorry I couldnt come!!! looking gorgeous

    @forbesy/n_ no ur not!! ur enjoying being alone with Klaus

    @LenaGilbert 😏

    @BBennet🥵😏

    @CareBear GUYS STOP

 @StefanSalvatore are u guys trying to kill me and Damon? He literally passed out

    @forbesy/n_ tell him we’re naked, he’ll wake up

    @TheBestSalvatore mmm so eager to get naked for me

     @forbesy/n_ yes, Damon, please fuck me      

    @TheBestSalvatore carefull,sarcasm is the way to my heart 

    @CareBear you have one?

    @BBennet Stop flirting in my instagram

forbesy/n_

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forbesy/n_ Bonnie is my wife. thats it   @BBennet love u

@CareBear miss u guys

@LenaGilbert i took two of that pics 😭

     @forbesy/n_ 📸: Elena 

      @LenaGilbert thank u

@Enzo Bonnie looking beautiful as always. 

      @forbesy/n_ thank u for being so kind and considerate

      @Enzo always a pleasure 

      @forbesy/n_  i hate u

      @Enzo i know, gorgeous

      @TheBestSalvatore don’t steal my girl, enzo

     @CareBear WHAT????!!!!!

TheBestSalvatore

@TheBestSalvatore my girl, asseholes

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forbesy/n_

@forbesy/n my salvatore💕

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[heatherstyles]

HOMECOMING

klaroline - footballer x cheerleader au

Caroline Forbes stood on the sidelines, her heart pounding with anticipation as the final moments of the championship game ticked away. The Timberwolves, had fought tooth and nail for this victory, and now, with the scoreboard in their favour, victory was within their grasp.

“History has been made tonight as the Timberwolves claims victory in one of the most unforgettable games of the season!" The announcer's voice boomed across the stadium, setting off a wave of cheers and celebrations.

Caroline couldn't contain her excitement as she embraced her squad, and chanted their cheers for the last time tonight. Tears of joy filled her eyes as she scanned the football field, searching for one person in particular.

And there he was, her boyfriend, Klaus Mikaelson, the captain of the Timberwolves' football team, running towards her with a victorious grin on his face. Caroline's heart skipped a beat as she watched him approach, feeling all the butterflies in her stomach. 

"Klaus!" she exclaimed as he reached her, unable to contain her joy. Without hesitation, he lifted her up in his arms, spinning her around in a whirlwind of happiness. Caroline's laughter bubbled up as she clung to him, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins.

As Klaus set her back down, their eyes met, and Caroline felt a jolt of electricity pass between them. She wrapped her arms around him, savouring the warmth of his embrace.

"You were amazing out there! I'm so proud of you," Caroline said, her voice soft and endearing as she leaned in to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you for being here tonight, love," Klaus let out, his voice breathless after the game.

Caroline pulled away from him slightly, but laced her arms around his neck. "Seriously? I would NEVER miss your games, you should know that by now. Also, I gotta be on watch out for all of your groupies back there," she teased, nodding towards the crowd of adoring fans.

Klaus flashed her his trademark dimpled smirk, his eyes sparkling with affection. “Well unfortunate for them, I’m spoken for, ” he said, leaning down to press his lips to hers in a passionate yet tender kiss, sealing his victory once again with her by his side.

klaroline moodboards (nat's version)

[juniperhillpatient]

honestly the more I think about it Katherine’s little trick of compelling an entire small town & basically letting them live their lives / making sure they were safe for the most part & treating it as a blood bank drinking from people but not killing them was objectively way more ethical than Stefan’s method of unregulated animal hunting. like Damon compels people to let him drink & then makes them forget too & I don’t think that’s a bad thing per se but he does also frequently kill people for fun & entertainment & while I think that’s just him being a little silly if we’re being objective I guess it’s bad. Elena & Caroline stealing blood bags from the hospital while treated as the most ethical option (aside from hunting animals as if unregulated hunting isn’t terrible for the environment not to mention the fact it makes the vampires weaker & more susceptible to attack / less able to protect their human friends which is bad) is actually the WORST option the more I think about it. hospitals already have trouble getting enough blood donations. just because you’re not doing the act of murder you’re basically killing people who are expecting blood transfusions by stealing blood from a hospital. especially in mystic falls where people need an unusually high amount of blood transfusions I’m sure! Like cmon. I’m not saying Katherine actually did anything she did to be a good person she was clearly just being pragmatic but the people in her little “we love Katherine” town were happy. Who cares if they had to donate blood to her every now & then? they literally didn’t mind. in conclusion katherine pierce if ur reading this I have really easy to find veins & -

[elenasharemofmikaelsons]

EHOM Fic Club: Week #4

Welcome to Week #4 of the Elena's Harem of Mikaelsons Fan Fiction Club!

Each week (updating Tuesdays) the EHOM Discord Server nominates a new fic from The Vampire Diaries and/or The Originals universe to share our favourite recommendations, discover new fics, and share some love with the wonderful authors of this fandom.

We encourage you to read along and let us know your thoughts, but also do click through and leave a comment on the original fic for the author!

Week Four: October 8, 2024 - October 14, 2024

Title: Tossing Pennies in the Pool Author: amandamonroe | amandamonroe Posted: July 10, 2022 Chapters: 1/1 | Words: 4,410

Summary: After their final exams are done, Elena and Bonnie head to the Grille for a celebratory lunch. They're soon joined by the Mikaelsons, who seem to have no qualms about airing each other's dirty laundry and romantic histories in public.

EMOH Fic Club Recommendations:

Hilarious little one-shot

Nominated by multiple members as a memorable Elena + Mikaelsons fic

Plenty of tea gets spilled as the Mikaelson siblings try to one-up each other

AO3 Tags: #Elena/Elijah, #Caroline/Klaus, #Bonnie/Kol, #Mystic Falls Gang, #Mikaelsons, #Bickering, #Banter, #Sibling Bonding, #Fluff and Humor, #Bisexuality

[browneyesandhair]

Non-Exhaustive List of Soulmate Fics: Klaroline Pt 2

Okay, I'm bored so I'm compiling my favorite soulmate fics. Here's the Klaroline edition:

All I Need by emeraldvixen

Summary:

In which I vaguely follow TVD canon and write the soulmate/werewolf mating AU which absolutely no one asked for. OR The one in which Klaus finds his soulmate, gets bitten, hides his mating mark from her and waits for the day she'll let him give her one back. Fluffy, mildly angsty slow burn with possible super hot hybrid smut in later chapters. *Nominated for a KC Award in the Best Smut Multi-Chapter category*

With Roses in my Hands by emeraldvixen

Summary:

Soulmate AU inspired by a Tumblr post, in which anything you paint on your skin appears on your soulmates skin too. I believe the original poster is let-gavin-free. Winner of the 2020 KC Award in the Best AU supernatural one-shot category.

Entanglement by sunshineandfangs (Avana)

Summary:

Soulmates were a complicated phenomenon that no one quite understood, as neither science nor magic nor ambitious combinations of the two could definitively explain how the connection worked. But for the most part, people were happy to have soulmates: platonic, romantic, multiple, or otherwise. Then there were the exceptions... Unfortunately, Caroline Forbes had one Niklaus Mikaelson as her soulmate, and no amount of advanced warning could really prepare her. Unfortunately for Niklaus Mikaelson, no one saw fit to warn him of the force of nature that was his soulmate.

Jar of Hearts by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

In a society where vampire allegiance is worn openly on their skin, Caroline Forbes is anomaly. She woke from transition marked by a single triangle. For six decades, she's hidden the truth of her allegiance, refusing to abandon what family she has left. Klaus Mikaelson's sudden appearance in Chicago bodes well for no one. For Klaus has spent five hundred years burying the truth of his curse, given as bloody vengeance for the death of Katerina. Klaus has a soulmate.

A Thousand Years and then Some by slstmaraudersjple

Summary:

"C'mon love, what's a little murder between soulmates?" Klaus discovers his soulmate as he kills her. Unbeknownst to him, she dies with vampire blood in her system and returns as a vampire. Unfortunately for him, she leaves Mystic Falls and spends the next couple centuries running from him. Never let it be said that they weren't stubborn. One-shot. Or, in which the Caroline and Klaus discover that they are soulmates when Klaus kills her, and a displeased newly born baby vampire spends the next couple centuries running from him and his family while living in denial. But the Mikaelsons play the long game, and they play for keeps… and that includes Caroline. Klaroline featuring the Mikaelson siblings (no Freya).

No Rest for the Wicked by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

When Bonnie goes missing, Caroline returns to New York City in the hope that she can find her before their past catches up. But New York's supernatural underbelly is ruled by the unforgiving Mikaelson Syndicate. With nightmares awaiting around every corner, complications arise when a simple one night stand changes everything.

Burn For Me by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

Ambassador Caroline Forbes is returning home to take up the mantle as Princess and to marry her betrothed, Tyler Lockwood. But a rest stop quickly becomes a problem, as she finds herself dealing with not only dragon claiming magic, but the dragon.

Standing Outside of Heaven by Cupcakemolotov

Summary:

When Caroline Forbes is sixteen, she's cursed by a demon. Forced to flee from her coven, she learns that not all curses are what they appear, and that demons can take many forms. Including the shape of her soul mate.

[iturnlemonadeintolemons]

omg just read your latest drabble and I LOVED IT!!! can I ask you for jealous/possessive Klaroline OR Klaus comforting Caroline, please? <3

Thanks for reading, glad you liked it! I did possessive Klaroline here, not the second one, I might do it in a different one, I hope you like this one!

.xxx

“You're a good dancer.”

“I manage,” Caroline answers, gritting her teeth when Tyler’s hand drifts lower on her waist. “Unlike your self-control,” she says with a warning tone, hitching his hand up. “Careful, Tyler.”

Tyler lifts a hand in his defence. “No harm, no foul, Caroline.”

“No harm, a lot of foul,” Caroline hisses, letting him spin her. “We’ve discussed this.”

Tyler scoffs. “You can't tell me you were serious, Care. The guy’s a psycho.”

“The guy’s my husband. I'm married, Tyler.”

“Yeah, to a psycho.”

“He’s not a psycho,” Caroline berates him sharply. “Just because we dated once doesn’t mean I still have feelings for you, Tyler. I've moved on.”

“Caroline, everyone knows you never wanted to marry him. Your dad was in debt, and you did it to help him out. You don’t love him, you're clearly unhappy.”

“You don’t know what I feel,” Caroline tells him, her tone icy. “Stop making assumptions. You don’t know me anymore, and you certainly don’t know my marriage.”

Tyler’s grip on her waist tightens. “You don’t have to do this, Care. We were happy once, we can be happy again.”

“Our happiness shattered the moment you decided to leave me to pursue your pathetic revenge fantasy against Klaus. Your revenge mattered more to you than I did, and so we ended it.”

Tyler’s eye twitches. “So, what, you rejecting me and marrying him instead is just a way to get back at me?”

“I married him to get my father out of debt,” Caroline snaps. “It had absolutely nothing to do with you, nothing in my life does anymore. Stop following me, or I'll make you regret it.”

She twists her grip out of his grasp the moment the song ends, careful not to be conspicuous. She turns heel, ready to march away from him.

“Care.”

Only the soft tone of his voice makes her stop in her tracks, the one that reminds her of a boy who was funny and kind, one she once almost loved when she was a teenager in a small town.

“Care, don’t do this. I still love you—”

“I never loved you,” Caroline cuts in harshly. “I could have, but I didn’t. And it’s your own fault. It was five years ago, Tyler, move on. We’re not eighteen anymore.”

“I know you don’t love him—”

“Do you?” asks a silky voice from behind them, and the hair on the back of Caroline’s neck stands up. Tyler visibly stiffens when Klaus comes up to stand beside her, his hands tucked in the pockets of his suit that only Caroline knows is hiding a collection of three different knives and at least one pistol. “And what makes you so sure of that, mate?”

“I'm not your mate,” Tyler growls. “And this is none of your business, Klaus.”

“Isn't it? This is my wife you're speaking to here, Tyler, which makes it every bit my business. And I did recall my name being said.”

“This is a matter between me and Caroline; it doesn’t involve you. Leave.”

“Watch your tone, mate,” Klaus says coldly. “Threatening me doesn’t lead to anything good.”

Tyler ignores him, turning back to her. “Care,” he says again, his voice slightly pleading. “Care, please. I’m your friend, I love you—”

“Be very careful how you choose to finish that sentence, Lockwood,” Klaus interrupts, his tone dangerous.

“Care—”

“Tyler,” Caroline interrupts him quickly, not wanting the benefit to be transformed into a bloodbath. “Just…just go.”

A hurt expression passes over his face. “What? But, Caroline—”

“Tyler, I don’t have feelings for you anymore, how much clearer can I make it? I've literally married someone else.”

An angry look crosses his face. “You don’t even like him. He could hurt you, Caroline—”

As subtly so that no one could even see it, Klaus whips out the pistol from his suit jacket and points it at Tyler. “Another word, mate, and the only thing that’s going to hurt is the bullet I'll put between your skull. Walk. Away.”

Tyler looks at Klaus with such hatred that Caroline actually thinks that he might explode. He throws one loathing glance towards Klaus and a fleeting look of something she can't identify towards her, then turns away and walks out the ballroom, slamming the doors behind him, causing a few guests to look at him quizzically.

Caroline sighs, turning to Klaus, who’s looking murderous, preparing herself for another one of his tantrums. “Klaus, listen—”

“We’re dancing,” he says abruptly, tucking the gun back into its hidden pocket steering her towards the dance floor, where the orchestra has just started up a waltz—not one of Caroline’s favourites, but one she can do well. He grasps her arm, not too hard, but not gentle either, and hauls her to face him, one hand on her waist.

Caroline grits her teeth. “Don’t manhandle me.”

“My apologies,” he says, not sounding the least bit apologetic. “Pardon my temper when I just saw a man making love confessions to my wife.”

The music starts, and the couples around them start moving, Klaus’s hand warm in hers as they circle around the dance floor. Caroline scoffs. “Please, don’t act like that means something.”

“Doesn’t it?”

“No,” she says firmly. “It doesn’t.”

Klaus laughs. “And yet you reject the man like he were nothing.”

“I didn’t reject him,” Caroline grinds out, trying her hardest to keep her mind off the fact of how well the suit fits him. “I'm married, there shouldn’t have to be a rejection.”

“Married,” Klaus echoes. “You say the word as though it is a trap.”

Caroline says nothing, lets him spin her, a few loose curls escaping from her updo. She nearly gasps when his hand rests on the bare skin on her back, his piercing eyes boring into hers.

“Do you feel trapped, Caroline?”

Does she? It certainly wasn’t her choice, this marriage. A sham to get her father out of debt, she had agreed to marry the most powerful son of the man her father owed money to, someone she had never met, the dangerous man everyone whispered about, the one who ran Chicago’s underbelly. Klaus Mikaelson is dangerous, possessive, controlling, ask anyone.

Has she ever felt trapped? No, she hasn’t.

“No,” she answers him quietly. “I don’t.”

Klaus doesn’t react, laces his fingers within hers. She can't feel his skin against hers; she’s wearing silken gloves gifted to her by her pretentious sister-in-law. They’re utterly ridiculous, but Klaus seems to have a fascination with them on her fingers, plucking at the fabric whenever she wears them, as though he wants them off.

“You were rude to Tyler,” she says to fill the silence, regretting her choice of topic when Klaus’s eyes darken.

“I said what needed to be said.”

“You threatened him.”

“Because he tried to steal you,” he growls, his fingers around hers tightening. “Am I supposed to just let that happen, let anyone take what is mine?”

Caroline inhales sharply, retort forgotten at the sight of Klaus’s livid, hot, possessive eyes staring at her. Her gaze follows the line of his throat, stopping at his Adam’s apple, which rests against his bow tie. “I am not an object.”

“No,” Klaus agrees, pulling her closer to him so that their bodies nearly touch. “You are far more precious, sweetheart.”

Caroline’s eyes widen slightly at his declaration, and Klaus smirks, spinning her again. His next words shake her to her core when she hears them, and it’s lucky she isn't looking at him when she does.

“You care for me.”

Caroline represses a shiver, and closes her eyes. “That’s an assumption.”

“Is it a wrong one?”

Are they moving? She can't really tell, but the ballroom doesn’t resemble the ballroom anymore, and instead looks like the library she dreams of coming to, the huge one in his penthouse she was never able to muster up the nerve to visit, for unfathomable reasons. She can still hear the music, albeit faintly, and Klaus turns her to face him, his eyes unreadable. “Is it?”

Caroline sets her jaw and looks him squarely in the eyes. “Yes.”

Klaus doesn’t say anything, just turns her so that her back is pressed against his chest. “Tell me, Caroline,” he murmurs in her ear, making her shiver, the pleasant sensation of his warm breath on her neck. “What spurs you to lie to me so convincingly?”

Her breaths are short, and she’s filled with a sense of apprehension, although none of it is from fear and all from anticipation. “I'm not lying.”

Klaus laughs. “Three months in a crime ring and already so sure of her talent for deception. Admirable, yet misguided. You are not as subtle as you think you are, sweetheart.”

A hot sense of annoyance flashes through her. “Excuse me?”

She gasps when she feels hot lips at her throat, teeth following, his tongue soothing over the mark left. “I've watched you. Watched you try not to watch me and scowl as I discuss my estate’s affairs with Genevieve and the Marshall girl, or the state of my mother’s will with Aurora. I've seen your beautiful face twist with worry whenever I load a gun, flinch whenever you see me in the medical wing getting cleaned up. You care for me.”

“Klaus…”

“I do. I care about you. Whenever I see you in the arms of another man, I want to rip him apart, limb to limb, for putting his hands on you. I almost had a heart attack when I heard about the attempt on your life, which I later dealt with, by slowly slaughtering the lot of them, the ones who planned to kill you, sending back their bodies as a reminder of what would happen to anyone who dared to even think of touching you.”

“That’s…” Caroline nearly whines out loud when he removes his mouth from her neck, looking her in the eyes. “You're…our marriage is a business arrangement.”

Klaus makes a low sound in the back of his throat, his fingers lightly skimming over the neckline of her dress. “While it certainly started out that way, it hasn’t remained. Do you disagree?”

“I…I don’t—”

“Live in denial all you want, love,” Klaus says, his eyes drifting down to stop at her lips. “I certainly won't about the fact that I—”

Caroline leans forward and presses her lips to his, partly to shut him up and partly because she wants to kiss him again. He tasted of whiskey and smoke, and Caroline nearly moans at the combination before he pulls away, a small smile on his face. “Charming,” he murmurs against her mouth, leaving a soft kiss on her lips. “But pointless. Is it that hard for you to hear that I care for you?”

Caroline breathes in shakily. “Why?”

“I fancy you,” he breathes. “You're beautiful, you're strong, you're full of light. You enchant me. Is there a reason I shouldn’t like you? You are, after all, my wife.”

“You have got to stop with that,” she says breathily.

“With what?”

“Calling me your wife.”

“Aren’t you?” The smirk that forms on his face is deadly, making him look even more handsome than he really is. “You do wear my ring, after all. Wear the necklace with my family’s symbol on it. Use my last name on everything you sign. You. Are. Mine.”

She should not find this attractive. This possessive, controlling man who kills people without breaking a sweat and murders with dimples in his cheeks is…

Hot.

Her husband.

“Tell me you do not care for me,” Klaus whispers. She can't hear the music now, but she doesn’t care, all her attention fixed on the man before her. “Tell me you feel absolutely nothing for me when you look at me. I'll kiss every lie off your lips as many times as I have to.”

Caroline lets out a shuddering breath, her eyes fixed on his lips. “Klaus…”

“Say it.”

She can't. She can't lie to him and tell him that what she feels for him is not hatred, as much as she wants to.

“Say it, my love.”

His words send a rush of wetness between her thighs, making her clench them together. If Klaus notices (which she’s sure he does), he doesn’t say anything, although his lips curl into a smirk. Caroline reddens, and Klaus’s eyes travel down the line of her neck.

Caroline inhales, looking him in the eyes. “If I see you with Hayley or Genevieve again, I will end you,” she grits out, winding her fingers in the short curls at the back of his head and gripping them tightly. “See Aurora again, and I will leave. I want them all gone. Immediately.”

Klaus smiles widely, the sight pleasing. “Of course. Anything else?”

“I don’t share,” Caroline warns.

“Oh,” Klaus replies, his tone low. “Neither do I.”

Caroline gives him a shark-like grin. “Good. Now that we've got that out of the way, how long will it take for you to push me against the bookshelves?”

She feels her back hit the walls before she even finishes speaking, strands from her hairstyle escaping and falling freely down her shoulders. Klaus isn't gentle, roughly ripping off her gloves and pushing up her skirt, getting to his knees, not before giving her a bruising kiss that leaves her light-headed before she even has a chance to process what's going on.

Klaus bats away the waves of fabric that flow to the ground, hooking one finger underneath her panties and ripping them off. She lets out a breathy laugh, twisting her hands in his curls. “I liked those panties, you dick.”

Klaus swipes his tongue against her folds, leaving her moaning. “The feeling is reciprocated, though not enough to leave them intact. I'll buy you new ones.”

He hooks one of her legs over his shoulder, pausing to leave hot, biting kisses on her inner thigh. She bites her lip, suppressing a moan, knowing those places would bruise later. Klaus presses his mouth to her core, sucking her clit between his lips and smirking at the garbled sound she lets out. “Good, sweetheart?”

“Shut up,” she hisses. “Make me come.”

Klaus doesn’t argue, dipping his head and thrusting his tongue between her folds, making her clap a hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds she’s letting out in fear of being heard.

It’s the thrust of his fingers that makes her see stars, and she topples over the edge with a muffled scream. Klaus gets to his feet, straightening his suit, the smuggest look on his face. Caroline leans forward and pulls him in by his bow tie, which is untied and hanging loosely around his neck. She groans when she tastes herself on his lips, winding her legs around his waist, uncaring that she’s probably ruining his pants.

“Eager, are we?” Klaus’s laugh is hot against her clavicle, where his lips have travelled, and Caroline growls.

“If you don’t get inside me in the next five seconds I will fucking kill you.”

Klaus grins, then suddenly looks so frustrated that he looks furious. “I don’t have a condom—”

Caroline cuts him off with a kiss. “Pill. Inside me, now.”

Klaus releases her thighs to fumble with the button of his pants, pushing down his boxers. He hesitates slightly, pulling back. “Are you—”

“Completely sure,” Caroline says impatiently. “I wanted you since ages, fuck me.”

Caroline’s eyes roll back at the first thrust of his hips, hands scrabbling for a surface to hold onto other than his shoulders. Her fingers find smooth shelves and latch on, and she honestly wouldn’t be surprised to find scratches on the wood later. Klaus groans into her neck, muttering filthy promises of what he was going to do to her when he was done, how he wasn’t nearly finished with her yet.

“God,” Caroline moans, giving up on the shelves and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss, moaning at the taste of whiskey on his tongue. “Klaus, just a little more—”

Klaus reaches down between them and hooks two fingers inside her. “Come for me, love. I want to feel you around my cock, let go.”

She shatters with a short scream, burying her face into his chest, Klaus following her with a short groan. She slumps against him, both their breathing unsteady, but when Caroline looks at him, his eyes have never been brighter.

“I've had enough of this party,” she tells him fighting to keep her tone from being breathy. “Want to get out of here?”

The grin on his face is like the devil. “I thought you'd never ask, sweetheart.”

xxx.

thanks for reading!

[nightingale2004]

Klaroline au

Klaus "Niklaus" Mikaelson, the king of the Gods, the god of art, war, and revenge

Caroline Forbes, the queen of the gods, the goddess of peace, love, and wisdom

[wonderfullyinlovewithlife]

Guess whose back!!! Can you guess??? Can you guess? I'll save you the trouble. It's MMMEEEE!!! I can't believe all it took to get me back on my little Kai Parker Bandwagon was my local CVS employee asking me why I was back to buy another pair of strip lashes for the third time this week.

On the walk home though, that entire interaction had me thinking about Kai and what it would be like introducing him to the wonderful world of CVS. I know in my heart that this man would be on your case regarding your cosmetics. He'd be interested at first, wanting to know more. He would be touch and poke: uncapping lipsticks and then just leaving them open, unscrewing your lip gloss tubes and then pulling the applicator out quickly to hear that weird pop, breaking mascara wands (whether he does this accidentally or not is up for debate), digging his index finger just a little too hard into the pretty design your eye shadow came, crushing the pattern. And being, well, when you don't think about it for too long, just so so curious about the entire process. Or at least, that's how you would like to describe it, at first.

That is, until your interest in this got in the way of things, got in the way of how he liked you looked. Until your desire to engage with something other than him made you too real of a person, too conscious of how you were perceived by other people, other guys, anyone that wasn't him. See, I think we forget the fact that kai, even when he does eventually develop some slight smidge of emotions, he is still a very very callous man. His habit of hurting others for his own pleasure doesn't just go away; it just becomes a feature that now bears some kind of emotional consequence, but even this isn't enough to regulate him completely (as we see, time and time again). I think there would come a point where, if you were living together and shared a sink, if you left your make-up around it, say you were rushing off to class early in the morning and didn't have time to put it away, he'd wreck it. Not in any way that you could truly be upset with, no. He's too smart for that, and he doesn't want you to leave him. You wouldn't be able to notice something was wrong, at first glance.

He would do it just to see how quickly he could upset you. He wouldn't do something like sweep them off to the side so they fall of the counter and break, but, he could potentially pile whatever looked like it doesn't take water well under the faucet before returning it back to where it was, just to see if you'd be able to tell. If you'd call him in the bathroom, teary-eyed because that Victoria Secrete lip gloss you just bought from the mall two towns over is all watery and smells weird. He'd lean against the door frame, arms crossed as you babble about how this morning it was fine.

He'd soak it up, your reaction. Again, not because he hates you, or your cosmetics, not at all. But rather that, with his attachment style, it'd be a pull and push. He'd get off on seeing you viscerally react to something he did, regardless of whether it was good or bad. The marker for 'bad' is this case is doing something that has you leave. So until then, it's a came of tug-a-war, only, you don't know you're playing, and your opponent is blood thirsty.