#klaroline fan fiction

[klaroveins]

Was it casual when he allowed her to drink his blood straight from the vein while she was dying?

Was it casual when he came all the way from New Orleans for her graduation in Mystic Falls?

Was it casual when he allowed Tyler Lockwood to come back to Mystic Falls even though he was in love with Caroline but understood she was in love with Tyler and only wanted her to be happy?

Was it casual when Tyler was her first love but he intended to be her last?

Was it casual when he offered to show her anywhere around the world, Paris, Rome and Tokyo?

Was it casual when he drew a beautiful picture of her even after she insulted him and didn’t give in to his charms easily?

Was it casual when he let his guard down with her considering he was a paranoid person and she hated him?

Was it casual when he constantly pursued her even when she hated him?

Was it casual when he sacrificed one of his Hybrids that he’d spent centuries working to create, just for a single date with her?

Was it casual when before his death, they shared one final kiss?

Was it casual when she believed he was worth being saved?

Was it casual when she always knew he was never the villain in her story?

NOTHING ABOUT KLAROLINE WAS CASUAL.

[pentopaper23]

Mating Call

“I don’t know what you mean!” Caroline screams, the vervain ropes cutting into her wrists, “It’s Stefan! I loved Stefan!”

“Lies!” The witch yells flicking her hands so the ropes around Caroline’s wrist tighten, “Lies! You love someone else!” Caroline sobs her head falling forward so her chin rests on her chest.

“Why does that matter!? His dead!” She yells avoiding her daughter’s and Hopes eye line. The three girls were huddled in the corning of the room, Hope having thrown a protective shield around them, the blue glow shimmering in the dark dankness of the basement.

“But it does matter….say it” the witch said again flicking her hand tightening the ropes, “You stop lying or I’ll bring your daughters in to this!” The witch yelled, the walls of the house shook and the glass in the windows shattered. Caroline felt her eyes roll into her heads as a stabbing pain engulfed her.

“KLAUS!” Caroline screamed as she felt blood start pouring out of her nose. She noticed that Hope’s shield flickered at the mention of her father’s name.

“Its Klaus! I love Klaus” Caroline sobbed her head falling so her chin rested on her chest. The witch lowered her hand and smirked.

“No why was that so hard?” she spat as sparks flickered from her fingertips and Caroline felt the ropes tighten again.

“Why are you doing this?” Caroline sobbed. The witch just laughed.

“Because I want him to suffer”, the witch said stepping forward to wipe Caroline’s tears from her face with a tissue.

“A love confession merely started the spell. The tears of a loved one will balance it and the blood of a mate will complete it” the witch said had she stabbed a knife into Caroline’s forearm ripping the skin apart. Caroline let out a high-pitched scream and her vision started to blur.

“What are you doing!” she heard Hope yell as the witch threw the tissue into a bowl and tapped the knife on it to flick Caroline’s blood into it. The bowl started to smoke and the meagre lights in the basement dulled and then stuttered back to life.

“Come now Hope, a witch like you should know this spell. Time travel can’t be that far out of your wheelhouse.”

“You can’t” Caroline begged, and the witch slowly turned her head towards her. Picking up the knife again she walked back over to Caroline and place the knife at her neck, the blade nicking the skin.

“Who are you to tell me what I can and can’t do.”

“He will kill you.” Caroline said looking the witch dead in the eyes, “If not for harming me, but for harming his daughter. There is nowhere on this earth you will be able to hide.”

The witch smiled and then then laughed.

“Oh Caroline…you have no idea. I’m not bring his here. No, no, no. You’re going to take a little trip.” She said flicking the knife, so it sliced into Caroline’s neck. Caroline felt blood start to pour down her shirt and she tasted it bubbling out of her mouth.

Caroline panicked her eyes flicking towards the girls shielded in the corner. She could see that Hope was struggling to keep up the shield against her daughters trying to break through it.

“Mum!” they screamed, beating their hands against the flicking blue shield.

The witch started to move her hands over the now smoking bowl, chanting low under her breath and Caroline started to feel her hands tingling and her heart started to beat rapidly. She screamed when a bolt of pain ran through her body and the last thing, she saw was Hope’s shield fail and the witch fell to the ground.

[marvelouskatie]

Timeless: Redux A Klaroline Fan Fiction Not a new story, but a new journey through a (maybe) familiar one! It's been 14 years - don't do the math on my age - since I wrote the original Timeless story and posted it to FF.net.

Now, I'm revisting the story, not only posting it to AO3, but also giving it a little bit of tlc. Nothing about the story or plot itself will change. It's just that, I'd like to think I have improved as a writer in 14 years, so I'm doing some editing, cleaning sh*t up, reworking sentences, etc.

If it's your first time reading, I hope you enjoy it! I'll try my best to post regularly. If you're going down memory lane with me and rereading, welcome back :)

Read Chapter 1 Here

Summary: The girls come up with a plan to send Caroline back in time to kill Klaus before he ever arrives in Mystic Falls. But it turns out their plan won't be as simple as they thought. Especially when Caroline gets stuck in the past & only has Klaus to rely on.

CW: mentions of blood, mild violence, magic usage, slow burn, enemies to lovers, sexual innuendo, Elijah reading a book, language is a wee anachronistic not unlike original TVD

[galvanizedfriend]

hi! so i’ve read pretty much all of your works and loved them so much. your writing is amazing and some of the best fan fiction i’ve read.

the only ones i haven read from you are the wolf series but i keep hearing so many good things about it.

i know it’s a TO rewrite with caroline instead of hayley (and i could look past the baby plot if it means klaroline) but i’ve tried watching the show a few times and hated hayley’s personality and some other nuances to the show and o was wondering if The Wolf is Caroline in place of Hayley but her personality and the way she acts in situations is how Hayley does in the show, or if it’s very much so Caroline if she were put in the position Hayley is in? if that makes sense

First of all, thank you very much, nonnie! ❤️ Glad you enjoy my little fics 🥰 Your question makes perfect sense, yes.

The short answer is: no, Caroline is not just Hayley in a wig 😂 If you're asking me, I'm obviously going to say it's completely different! I'm biased, but I also know how much work I put into it, so I know all the ways TW deviates from the show. I think Caroline is very IC in this, if I may say so myself, so obviously not Hayley, and every time I've gone back to re-read parts of this fic I have had a great time 😂 So personally, I think this is a very entertaining story, but again, it's my story lol Other people might be able to give you less biased opinions.

If you hate hate The Originals, there is still a chance you won't like this anyway, but I do think it's very different, and I have a longer answer if you're interested.

Under the cut because I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! Be careful what you guys ask me, you might get a freaking bible as a reply.

I have become deffensive of this fic over the years because I have received some very nasty comments in the past (not saying your question is offensive in any way, nonnie, this is a very valid question!). I can respect people not liking it, I can respect this isn't everybody's cup of tea, and that's totally fine. What I can't stand is when people tell me I haven't done anything to the show, or that Klaus and Caroline are exactly the same as Klaus and Hayley. I did not spend the amount of time I have spent overthinking and overwriting this shit into something that makes much more sense and is way more fleshed out than the show ever was to hear from people that I've done nothing. I can't even list all the ways TW deviates from the show, or Caroline from Hayley, because I'd be here for the rest of the day.

As the person writing the story, I know exactly how much thought I have put into it, how many original scenes and dialogues and shit I write each chapter, and how much of what I've taken from the show I have cracked my brain to twist and change in a way that fits. I have spent more time of my life overthinking the crappy writing on this show in order to add context and find correlations and make connections and rationalize characters' behaviors and add depth to their actions and their thoughts, and let me tell you, nonnie, it was not easy. It's unbelievable how weak the writing for TO is, the actors do a lot of the work all by themselves. My friends who were with me during this time know how fucking annoying I was lol

This was me sending messages to @definedareasofuncertainty in the middle of the night to explain an idea:

I realize I can't expect readers to feel the same way, everyone is entitled to their opinions and I can only be responsible for what I write, not for how people are going to understand it, but I can't help the way I feel because, to me, it's insane when someone reads this and thinks it's the same. The entire premise of The Wolf is different. It's never about the baby, the baby is almost background noise. The Originals starts and ends around Hope, but The Wolf is not about baby Eve (that's the baby's name), it's about Caroline. Everything is about Caroline, and about Klaus' feelings for her.

A lot of what I think is wrong with TO is that it just doesn't make sense. The things they do, the choices they make, the way they relate to each other just doesn't work, and what I tried to do was rewrite it in a way that it did make sense, not only moving the story forward, but also, and especially, the characters, their motivations and their relationships. I feel like TO was always going to be a better show if they'd focused more on characters than on plot, because that's what I was there for from the start, the family and their bonds, not undercover werewolf packs or baby-stealing aunts. But the writers sacrificed the characters so much for the sake of some arguably very silly plots (don't even get me started here…). While I do keep the plot points, what I tried to do (and hopefully succeeded, at least to a certain degree) was to bring the characters to the front and push the action and enemies and wars and such to the background. So instead of having the characters reacting to the plot, I have the plot serving the characters, if that makes sense. I kept the parts that interested me and that I felt I could use to serve my purposes and threw out everything I could dispense with.

And what I was aiming for first and foremost was to get Caroline the center stage I always felt she deserved, and the love story she could've had with Klaus. So the whole thing is really about that. S1 is the two of them sorting through their differences and understanding their feelings for each other, S2 is the two of them negotiating an actual relationship, S3 is them being married. That's it. I had the best time writing about the two of them through the eyes of the other characters, to have Elijah and Rebekah and Kol and Marcel witnessing and monologuing about Klaroline, all these different points of view on them. And my actual favorite part of the entire story is the part that isn't The Originals at the end of TW2.

So anyway, my point with my TO rewriting was never to fix everything that is wrong with the show. I wasn't writing the version of TO I wish it had been, my ideal spin off. I could've done that, but I didn't, because it's not what the project was ever about when I started. I wanted to keep the show as close to what it is as possible, whilst trying to prove a point (to myself, but also, hopefully, to some other people) that there was a way that this show could've still kept me invested. I'm an easy girl, just give me faves on their journey towards endgame and I'm satisfied, you know.

If you made it to the end of this, congratulations, nonnie 😂 You wanted a yes or no answer and you got a STATEMENT. I'm very sorry for my dumbass response, I've just become *protective* of this fic. If you do read it, I hope you'll find it enjoyable. If not, that's ok too! There are many amazing fics out there for you to be wasting your time on something that won't spark joy for you ❤️ And thanks again for reading my other fics, that's very lovely of you!

[1jemmagirl22]

❤️🌟🙀

For the fanfiction ask game......

Ps long time no see stranger 💓😜

Hi!!!!!! Yes, I’ve been on prolonged hiatus cause life got very busy, but I’ve returned as my favorite period of the year (October - December) begins. I’m also obsessed with like four things right now so, why not rejoin Tumblr. 

❤️- The fanfiction that holds a special place in your heart

I mean, like, how do I narrow it down? I have more than 3K AO3 bookmarks. However two of my favorite are the Born to Rule series by TitansRule. Not only is this fic where I started shipping Kolvina, but it’s practically a perfect Originals rewrite. Also, on the Klaroline train because most Klaroline fan fictions hold a special place in my heart is Sanctuary in their Hearts by thatsanotherlovestory. It’s truly a perfect post TVD season 8 fanfiction with Klaroline, Kalijah, and Kelvin. Plus plenty of soft Klaus for my own amusement. Also, also, bonus points, She Deserves Better and the Domino Effect by CrazyGirl92. And, last, but not least, Metanoia by Haylee_BB, I absolutely adore this fic with my entire shoul. There are more most of your works and BelleMorte180′s works are perfection, and I have more thank 1,000 fan fictions bookmarked with notes saying how much I love them so I’ll stop gushing now. 

🌟- Your most popular fanfiction

My most popular fanfiction is The Unexpected Surprise. It has over 41,000 hits and is in desperate need of a spellcheck edit, but I have too many new ideas. Many of them KC, many of them House of the Dragon and Rings of Power, and honestly I’m considering writing fanfic again next month just as a relaxing break from all the work I’ve been doing on my original works. 

🙀- The fanfiction that would give your mom (or any parent figure) a heart attack if they read it

Honestly, if we’re talking things I’ve written Tribrid’s Plural is my most, shall we say, graphic in terms of violence. But if we’re talking things I’ve read, most of them, so I’ll pick out one of my favorites. Just Good Business by BelleMorte180. This fic is incredible and twisted and I adore it entirely. 

[paintedwithwords]

Hi... I have read a lot of your fics on A03 and fanfiction net and first of all I wanna say; You are a truly amazing, gifted, masterful and captivating author. And I love you. I'm never able to move on from your fics. Of course I go about with my life but the stories are there in my mind, eating at me...in a good way. You know... I finished entire TVDU altogether, like I started watching Originals right after finishing TVD and Legacies after Originals. So, I never really stayed too much on TVD. Also personally, I never liked TVD because of all the love triangle drama. A love triangle is my least favorite trope, especially when it comes between 2 best friends or siblings. And the whole drama was so unnecessary. I'm not saying Delena is irrelevant. But it was 100% over-hyped. Even then, I've noticed Bamon. I was a fan of Klaroline. And in the middle of searching for Klaroline fanfics I found myself typing Bamon in the search bars of wattpad. I never dwelt upon on it. I saved a lot of different type of fics to my library then deleted it all during on of my breakdown sections. Then I got into BL fandom. That was so random and I was a devoted jikook fan for a year. I still am. But about a month ago I randomly searched for Bamon fanfic on A03. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT INSPIRED ME. I wasn't even thinking about rewatching TVD or anything. I just opened A03 and searched Bamon. And your "guilty ones" is the first that I came upon. It was a ride ever since then. Every time I read one of your stories I'm hit with a whole of emotions. When I started reading bamon I intended to binge watch TVD. But now, it physically pains me to watch it knowing that we'll never get a bamon endgame even when they had such STRONG CHEMISTRY, PLOT LINE AND POTENTIAL. And watching him go after Elena as her loyal dog just hurts and irritates me beyond words. Damon saying "I love you" to bonnie and then adding "just like Elena did"... I never hated a fictional scene so much. THE BETRAYAL. You don't even wanna know how much I bawled my eyes out after reading "Preludio". I know it had a happy ending. But still, all the death and unrealized feelings got the best of me. Your stories evoke a lot of feelings in me. And I can't seem to get enough. I just hope you are doing well and will find your inspiration for all the halfway stopped Bamon fics. Love you.

Hi there, thanks a lot for reading my stories and for reaching out. I am just so happy whenever I get to open people's eyes to the untapped, beautiful potential of Bamon. The show basically spelled out they were soulmate and enemies to lovers but then chickened out of it because they were cowards and other things I won't mention because it just makes it all worse. I hope I don't sound mean or cruel, but I love when people cry over my stories lol, it's just that it's such a visceral reaction that tells me you were really captured by it and lived the feelings to the fullest, so that makes me really happy.

Every now and again the thought of going back to finishing my stories cross my mind, but work and poor ispiration gets in the way usually. People don't seem to engage with my stories as they did before, since the show is not on anymore, so part of me is not sure it wouldn't be just wasted time/effort, still, I am aware I haven't give up on them, so I suppose it's just a matter of time. Stick around if you can.

[serethereal]

did you guys know laura didn’t know klaroline fan fiction existed

[hellsbellschime]

Hello, here to give you some context about the people attacking you: Lina is a person who is obsessed with Rhaegar x Lyanna, has been around the fandom for many years and is known to always start fights with every corner of the fandom, especially with people who don't think Rhaegar is a saint who did nothing wrong ever. Went as far to call Rhaegar a ephebophile instead of a p*dophile, as if that somehow makes it okay. Regarding her IRL opinions, she's very weird about Putin and issues regarding POC, which is often expressed through her opinions about fictional characters/races/families and has even expressed transphobic opinions. I've encountered her on twitter countless times; I'm neither pro-team Green or pro-team Black, yet she has been so awful and hateful that she's been called out numerous of times and most people know they should avoid her, both on twitter and tumblr. Brideoffires previously known as yendany has also been cancelled on tumblr before, I remember them from my old political tumblr days, they were called out as being anti black, racist, fetishiser of gay men and a weirdo overall. These people, along with the rest of "targnation" have been around the fandom for a long time, they will attack anyone they disagree with, including fellow Dany and Targaryen fans who don't "stan" Daenerys hard enough to their liking. If they don't like you, it means you're doing something right. I've always liked Daenerys, as a POC myself I've had issues with how racist her storyline is written, which has nothing to do with Daenerys, but the writer himself - and I got attacked for it and accused of being a "white bitch" which just puts me off the character and fandom and is extremely toxic and deranged. "Targnation" is known for being awful, attacking actors, being extremely racist and sexist and borderline transphobic, considering their treatment of Emma D'arcy when the HOTD casting was announced. This attack on you isn't because those people care about social justice, they've just branded you as a "Dany anti" and because they can't give a proper response to your metas and videos, they'd rather attack your personality and accuse of you things that aren't true, as they often do. All of this goes beyond fiction; war, racism, xenophobia, antisemitism is so much more important than "stan wars". It's not something you get to use as a "gotcha moment" because you disagree over fiction. It's absolutely disgusting. This fandom disappoints me every day. Anyway, keep being you, keep sharing your opinions, keep learning and growing. You're a gem in this fandom of awfulness, you're so well-spoken and smart and I hope you don't let these people get to you with their harassment and bullying because they've chased away a huge part of the fandom already. Sending love <3

Oh boy, well hello my fellow white bitch! And yeah, I don't know who this is nor do I really want to find out given what's been going on, but none of this is particularly shocking to hear. Obviously there are unhinged stans in every fandom, but it sucks when they make everything suck for everyone else. And thanks for the support but no one needs to worry about me, I survived the fucking Klaroline fandom so some kooks I've never heard of going nuclear on me is fairly old hat. It generally takes a lot for me to internalize this kind of fuckery and the only thing that actually bothers me is being misrepresented, and I feel like I made myself clear so at least people can form their opinions of me based on reality rather than the unhinged rantings of people who don't know me and who I don't know. Ultimately however people act is on me and not them, and stuff like this really is analogous to someone screaming "bitch" out of their car window as they drive by so it is not something I take personally, it is just weird because, due to the nature of social media, doing that can actually lead to some other people being like "wait what maybe they're right?"

[kcthescreamqueen]

This Anon bitch thinks they slayed or made sense with that? Nah Caroline and Bonnie we're friends, granted they had their ups and downs but better than some friendships shown. Bonnie deserved a happy ending and her feelings to be heard. I don't think Caroline should be hated since she's fictional and didn't get to have a say in her writing. If you wanna hate someone, go fucking hate Julie Plec it's her problem about the writing, and about the racism on the show is all JULIE PLEC so stop fucking hating on people's ships and their favorite characters. If you want someone to fucking blame, go to Julie Plec. I'm sick and tired of ships being degraded because they're not canon or because they claim a bunch of Bullshit, knock it the hell off people, have a fucking heart and stop all this toxic fanning.

BUT need I remind all you what happened with Ian, Nina, and Nikki????? Because of Toxic fans targeting Ian's wife Nikki, he even said he no longer supports Delena! STOP BEING TOXIC! Find something better to do with your fucking time, then harassed people who are doing nothing wrong!

@klonnieshippersclub I love you bae, don't stop supporting and loving the ships you love! Tho I'm personally a Klaroline shipper, but I ship Bonnie with a Mikaelson just not Klaus... I ship Bonnie with a lot of ppl tho - She deserves the love! 💖

Saying Caroline doesn't have light is rude as hell and that's why Bonnie never got a happy ending. She's a rude angry bitch and a shit friend. Klaroline supremacy>>>>

I wish Caroline stans (the toxic ones, that is) accepted that Bonnie is allowed to have feelings. She shouldn't constantly have to disregard what she feels in servitude or support of her friends. Even now, you'll see someone blame Bonnie for Caroline being turned and not coddling the girl who killed an innocent person. Carter didn't deserve to die. Bonnie holds Caroline accountable for her own actions and yet Bonnie is villainized more than Caroline’s parents, the Salvatore’s or Katherine. Bonnie is the irredeemable one here in all of this but I can go on about the entitlement when it comes to Caroline but I really don't want to. She had potential as a character but I cannot ignore that no character benefited more white supremacy and misogyny than Caroline Forbes.

Caroline is just a character and the real blame belongs to Julie Plec who used Caroline as a self-insert. Because of Julie's own racism and misogyny, it is difficult to separate Caroline from this when it is reflected in her writing. I am glad for the Caroline stans in this community who can acknowledge the obvious mistreatment of other characters only to benefit Caroline as a white woman. However, I am saddened that after almost 15 years of the show premiering, there are still toxic fans bold enough to feel empowered by the misogyny of Julie Plec.

Bonnie never got her happy ending, never got the credit she deserved by fans. Never had her own plots outside of everyone else. I have to ask how does a small ship like Klonnie or any of Bonnie’s non-canon ships have you all so threatened? Must you seek out Bonnie fans to taunt and harass when you’re bored? If you disagree with something scrolling, not interacting is an option. I know some of you like to pretend your ship and fandom was oppressed in the ways that Bonnie was. I’m sorry to tell you this that’s false. Respectively, ship whatever you like but get the fuck out my inbox. There’s been several anons left about Bonnie, Klonnie and Kat. I do not deserve harassment because you have a problem with a witch/Bonnie being paired with Klaus.

[upat4amwiththemoon]

I was such a big fan too like madly in love with Elijah and Rebekah I even had an editing account😭 but it’s died down now

Klaroline or klamille

I lovelove Rebekah!! Literally one of the biggest crushes I’ve ever had on a fictional character <333 pls I had a instagram fan account for tvd and to hahahhaha

Listen… I’m gonna say something controversial here, I didn’t really care for klaroline.. so I’m gonna have to choose klamille

[elena-stole-my-prom-dress]

Hi! I'm Kate (she/they)

The point of this blog is to be a general Vampire Diaries fan blog, but I also post long film analysis focused posts!

I like all characters (except for true villains, like Mikael, and even then I think he's a great character) and all canon (and most fanon) ships. Personal faves include Caroline, Hayley, Elena, Damon, Enzo, Alaric, Rebekah, and klaroline, klayley, haylijah, and delena

If you reblog or comment on a post of mine and say anything negative ("all of this except I hate [this ship]" or "[this character] sucks", etc), I will block you. If you say something negative to a person ("you need therapy for liking [this ship] or [this character] did x, you're literally saying you like [insert bad thing here]"), I will block and report you. I'm here to have fun and share my love of fictional characters, so keep it fun and respectful!

Also if I say something wrong (mislabel an episode, forget a scene, etc) feel free to drop an ask or comment and (respectfully) correct me! I'm a fairly new fan and even though I've seen all of TVD, TO, and Legacies, I'm sure I'm gonna miss things!

And if you want my breakdown of a character, scene, plotline, relationship, etc, please ask me to! Like I said, I like pretty much all the characters and every ship, so I'll be down for anything.

Please note that I do consume media in a primarily character-focused way, and therefore it is not just possible but very likely that I will forget/misremember a plotline. Characters and relationships are my speciality.

I'll link all the super long analysis posts I make below and update it regularly!

[klaroveins]

MASTERLIST

all my WIPS in one place, some of the earlier ones are bad, but this is probably a lot easier then me reblogging all the time :)

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Bad Influence (deleted and being rewritten)

Words: 7,363

Caroline Forbes was a perfect girl, with perfect grades, never drunk or done drugs, and still innocent. Until she found herself drawn to Klaus Mikaelson. Human AU

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Keep it a secret (deleted and being rewritten)

Words: 6,300

Many things are wrong in the world, and sleeping with your best friend's brother behind her back is one of them.

Caroline Forbes and Rebekah Mikaelson have been best friends since they were 5 years old, attached at the hip even. But on the night of Rebekah's 21st birthday, Caroline and Rebekah's older brother, Klaus Mikaelson, engage in a passionate one-night stand. Will Caroline cut contact with him, and act like nothing ever happened. Or will she continue to see him behind her best friend's back, forming a 'friends' with benefits relationship with him?

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Unexpected Encounters (1/1)

Words: 2,558

Caroline is out in the New Orleans Bayou, looking for Tyler but finds Klaus instead, she finally admits the feelings that have been eating her alive for months.

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Revengeful Passion (4/?)

Words: 14,725

Caroline discovers Hayley and Tyler have been sleeping together for months, that it wasn't all just an act. She decides she needs a rebound, and who better then the man who had been pining after her for months, a certain blue-eyed british hybrid by the name of Klaus Mikaelson.

But actions do not come without consequences; Thats something Caroline soon discovered.

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Casual (1/1)

Words: 1,523

An unstable and intense relationship between Klaus and Caroline based on the song 'Casual' by Chappell Roan, Klaus looking for sexual release and Caroline looking for a genuine connection. A relationship doomed to fail.

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Bloodlust (1/?)

Words: 2,429

Stefan and Caroline, two humanity-less vampires. Killing others, feeding mercilessly and wreaking havoc with each new place they visit.

But what happens when they pit-stop in New Orleans, finding a rather miserable-looking Orignal Hybrid at Rousseau's drowning his sorrows in bourbon? Who better to have joined them as they destroy anything in their path than the man known as the devil himself?

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Interlinked (1/?)

Words: 2,169

When Caroline wakes up from unconsciousness in an unfamiliar home, feeling intense emotion and with a new thirst for blood. She realises something is terribly wrong, until she hears that familiar accented voice call out to her.

(Basically a season 3 rewrite, except Caroline was a werewolf beforehand but Klaus turns Caroline into a hybrid instead of Tyler)

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If you have any drabbles, one-shot or series requests, please do request them in my inbox. I'm honestly not super creative and would appreciate ideas, anything that you want I'm sure I'd love to write.

More to come, so do watch out! ;)

[pentopaper23]

“You’re so tense, do you want me to make you more relaxed?”

“Klaus come on! We have to go!” Caroline yelled as she walked into the room and found him still on the lounge. He had been there since before she went for a shower. He didn’t answer her and keep reading his book, she clicked her tongue and squinted her eyes taking him in. His knee was jiggling anxiously and his grip on the book was fast becoming destructively tight. Sighing she placed her clutch on the hallway table and walked over to him. Gently she pulled the book from his hands and sat down beside him. She draped her left leg over him and settled in beside him. His hand moved to rest on the exposed skin of her thigh as the silk for her dress fall apart at the side slit.

“You said you would come” she said softly.

He nodded his head with a jerk, his eyes for laser focus on his fingers that were drawing circles on her leg and run his fingers under the tops of her stockings.

Caroline could see how tense he was, and if she was being honest, she was truly shocked that he was still here when she came back downstairs.

“I can go alone”.

He shocks his head this time, “No, I don’t want you alone with them”.

When the invite for Elena’s wedding arrived only six months into their “always and forever”, Caroline knew she would have a fight on her hands to get him to attend. So, she was pleasantly surprised when he agreed to go without a fight or fuss.

“So, what all this? You think I’ll run away with another hot English guy with bad attitude” She asked reaching up to smooth out the frontline between his eyes trying to lighten the mood.  

“That’s not it” he said defensively, and Caroline dropped her hand.

“You’re really worried I won’t come back”.

His turned his head away from her so she couldn’t see his face, but she could feel the way that his hand started to shake on her leg. Caroline looked over at the clock to double check the time and concluded that she had enough time for this.

“You’re so tense, do you want me to make you more relaxed?” she said as she took his ear between her teeth. She smiled when she saw Klaus smirk.

“I thought you said we didn’t have time”.

“I always have time for you” she replied. She ran her hand down his chest, over is stomach and down to his belt. With one hand she had it undone, and the zipper and button opened. She kept eye contact as she slipped her dress from her shoulders and let it pool around her hips. She gave him one last kiss on the cheek before she sank to her knees before him. She took his impressive member in her hand, she looked at it, stroking her hand slowly down its length. Caroline closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide and leaned forward. With her hand, she guided him into her mouth, his velvety head slipping across her tongue. As her lips closed around him Klaus groaned and he continued to harden, growing larger in her mouth.

She moaned around his cock, amazed how good it felt to have him in her mouth. She pushed herself down his shaft, managing to get more than half of him in before he pressed against the back of her throat.

Caroline slid her lips up his shaft. It was so thick now she had to be careful to keep her lips between him and her teeth. Her hand followed her lips up then back down again. Caroline bobbed deep on him several times, each time taking him in as deep as she could. She massaged the vein on the underside of his cock with her tongue. She squeezed and pumped him with her hand. She turned her head side to side as she bobbed and felt the tip of him rub the inside of her cheek.

Caroline continued to bob fast and deep on Klaus's cock, savouring every moan and sigh that her mouth and lips coaxed from him. After several minutes, she took him out and held him up. He was so big. He had to be nine inches long and he was thick too. Her jaw and tongue were starting to get sore from opening so wide to accommodate him.

She lifted him and ran her tongue along the vein underneath. When she reached the base of his cock, her tongue continued down to his balls. She gently licked and sucked them both as her hand continued to slowly pump his shaft.

"Yeah," Klaus groaned as Caroline ran her thumb around his tip "Like that." She looked up at him, and moaned at the blissed out look on his face. He had his eyes closed and his head was thrown back to rest on the lounge.

Caroline closed her eyes again and redoubled her efforts. She forced herself down on his cock harder and faster than before, her hand pumping the lower section of his shaft that her lips couldn't reach. He was so wet and slick with her saliva. She kept up that pace, sucking him with wanton abandon for as long as she could. But after several long minutes, she fell back on her heels and let him slip, unsatisfied, from her mouth. She looked up at him, his eyes were still closed, and he was lazily smiling. He had one hand in his curls, messing up the perfectly style hair Caroline had just before, and the other was gripping the lounge cushion so tight his knuckles were white and she heard the faint sound of the cotton threads snapping.

She ran her tongue down the inside of his left thigh, stopping at his scrotum. She took his left ball in her mouth and stroked it gently with her tongue. Then she released him and went back to his right thigh and ran her tongue along the inside of it. Again, when she reached his sac, she took his ball in her mouth, relishing Klaus's heavy breaths and soft moans of her name.

As she let his testicle slip from her mouth, she turned her head sideways, opened her mouth and put her lips to the base of his cock. Her tongue probed his thick vein as she applied a gentle suction and ran her blunt teeth over him. He gasped and jerked his hips of the lounge, she pushed his hips back down and she kissed her way up his stomach leaving gentle nips on his skin, she took hold of his shaft, deliberately giving it a few hard slow tugs.

Kissing her way up his chest, she leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his member. She wrapped her arms behind him, squeezing his cock against the sensitive flesh between her tits. For a moment she considered stripping off her top and bra again and giving him a good tit fucking. But some distant part of her brain remembered that they had to leave sooner rather than later. Caroline settled for a few squeezes of her tits around him. .

Those squeezes earned her not just a couple more moans, but a big bead of precum on the tip of his cock. She took hold of him just below his cock head and, looking up at him, she tightened her grip and licked it away with a flourish. He gave her a brief but very satisfying grunt in response.

Caroline flicked her hair back behind her shoulders and smiled up at Klaus. She knew she had a beautiful smile, pearly white teeth framed by soft, supple pink lips. And she wanted Klaus to see that smile; let him know this was giving her so much pleasure. She could see in his eyes that he understood.

"Tell me again," she purred softly, planting a kiss on the underside of his shaft. Klaus needed no explanation.

"Suck my cock, Caroline." She moaned, feeling the immediate surge of wetness in her pussy.

His hand reached down and gripped hair on the back of her head. Another wave of wetness seeped into her panties as he guided her mouth to the top of his cock. She opened her mouth, expecting him to force her down on him.

Instead, he released her hair.

"Show me love," he breathed.

Caroline closed her eyes and lowered her open mouth over him. As she wrapped her lips around his thick cock, she continued to descend. He pressed against the back of her throat, and she fought her gag reflex to take him down farther. She came up and went back down several times, each time trying to take him deeper.

But Caroline had never deep throated before, had never even seriously tried. After a several attempts, she found herself gagging and decided that this was not the night to learn. She was disappointed that she couldn't swallow him, take him into her throat. Surely, he had been with women who could. She didn't like thinking that she wasn't measuring up.

She threw herself into sucking him with abandon. She bobbed up and down on his cock hard and fast. The lower half of his shaft, too far for her to reach with her lips, she pumped with her hand. Her lips were stretched wide by his girth. The back of her throat hammered by his cock head.

Caroline kept at it as long as she could, but after ten minutes or more, she faltered. Klaus had been moaning encouragingly, but he didn't seem particularly close to cumming.

Soon Caroline felt the telltale swelling and stiffening of Klaus's member. She braced herself as he threw his head back and grunted. A second later, the first sticky jet erupted from him, hitting the back of her throat, and streaming across her tongue. Two more healthy spurts followed, filling her mouth. Caroline continued sucking. She was careful to go slow, be gentle, knowing how sensitive he would be after cumming. Her efforts were rewarded with a few more drops of his precious seed. When she had sucked everything out of him, she sat back on her heels and looked up at him, he was wrecked. His hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat, his checks had a deep flush to them, and his chest was rapidly rising and falling. Caroline smirked and licked at her teeth when he opened his eyes and glance down at her. Laughing he laid his head back again and sighed,

“You are far too happy with yourself” he said as Caroline got to her feet and brush imaginary dust from her knees. Slowly she lent over him, resting one of her knees on the lounge beside his. She gentle kissed his check and smiled when he grunted and sucked air though his teeth as she slowly tucked him back into his pants and gave him a gentle pat after zipping him back up.

“We need to go” Caroline said softly rubbing her nose against his. Klaus wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to straddle his lap.

“Thank you love” he said as Caroline reached up to wrangle his curls back into place, when she was done with that she grabbed on of his hands and moved it down to slip his fingers in between her folds and smirked when Klaus’s eyes widen when he felt she had no underwear on.  

“This is how much I want you” She moaned as she moved against his fingers.

“I’m not going anywhere and nothing they say today ever make me change my mind about you. I know you Niklaus and I love you” she said leaning down to gently kiss his lips. She pulls away to find that he hadn’t closed his eyes and was looking at her with tear filled eyes.

“Say you love me” she says.

“I love you” he replies returning her kiss as he pushed two fingers into her. Caroline arched her back and after a few thrusts she pushed his fingers away panting.

“We really need go.” She said standing up and starting to straighten out her dress. She sighed when she felt him pressed against her back and his lips on her neck as he pulled her dress straps back into place.

“Later?” he asked.

“Absolutely”

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I'm so excited about the Jodice cons coming up this year, I felt the need to write a little FF based on them (kill me if it's more than 10 parts) leading up to June. 

Synopsis: Actors Candice Accola and Joseph Morgan don't like each other at first but being forced to act together means they can't avoid the simmering attraction developing behind the scenes. Fast forward 8 years and they're due to appear in two fan conventions but given all the baggage and unresolved issues things aren't going to run as smoothly as organisers would hope.

Give Me Love

Part 1: Hello

“They say that time's supposed to heal you...But I ain't done much healing.”

June - 2019 - Los Angeles CA

What exactly do you say to the person who can see straight through you?

That was Candice's biggest challenge ahead of Bloody Night Con in seven days, not that she was counting. She hadn't seen Joseph in eighteen months and although he continued to plague her thoughts, at least she didn't have to actually converse with him. Talk about awkward if she did.

Hello and how are you didn't seem to cut it after all they'd been through together and apart the past eight years.

It was a cool, grey afternoon in Los Angeles, Candice was stretched out in the love seat by her window nursing a cup of herbal tea. In fact, it was French Earl Grey, something Joseph had introduced into her diet all those years ago. Something she couldn't quite let go of yet. If any ex-boyfriend had given or introduced her to anything it would find itself in the closest garbage bin straight after the break-up.

With him it was different.

The Chelsea FC jersey he gifted her still hung in the wardrobe (even though she supported Arsenal just to annoy him), his first edition copy of Great Expectations and the sketches he did while they holidayed in Saint Barts were housed in the den and the remnants of Acqua Di Gio hidden away in the bathroom cabinet. 

Most people would put that down to forgetfulness. After all, you can't be expected to remember everything left over during a break-up. But Candice knew every single item and where they were, she just didn't want to part with them. Hence why Joseph Morgan was scattered all throughout her apartment to this day, not that she advertised the fact for obvious reasons.

She fingered the silver, antique locket around her neck. It was the last remaining piece of him and she liked to wear it close to her heart when she was alone. Not all the time but in moments of reflection. They were picnicking in Tuscany, their May birthdays only a few weeks apart, soaking up the wine, pasta and sunshine during a break in filming. He'd plucked the gift from what seemed like thin air, housed in a white box with a royal, blue ribbon. Her favourite colour.

The locket's exterior was flawless but the best was yet to come. She could still remember how he laid her against his chest as the sun set over the hills and told her the story of his grandparents who were split apart during the war and how they came back to each other again stronger and even more in love. The fact he'd placed their faded, black and white picture next to theirs in the locket was enough to cause a few tears and a thank you that lasted quite a few subsequent days in their hotel room.

He never asked for it back and Candice was glad he didn't. Maybe it was selfish but it just meant too much to return.

She picked up her phone, scrolling through her social media feed as she did so often. Candice knew that looking at her twitter feed was never a good idea. If she wanted a reminder of her relationship with Joseph it was plastered across her timeline on a daily basis. Granted the photos were either scenes they shared from the shows or creative fan edits but they all stirred the same feelings inside.

Candice didn't want to but she missed him. Still. She was happy his latest directorial foray into film had been such a success. If there was something Candice knew it was how good he was at directing people, she'd been one of his star performers in the bedroom after all.

Looking back, Candice would never forget the first time they met at the Craft Services table on set. It was season two of The Vampire Diaries and his character was cast as the big bad and from what Candice knew they wouldn't really have any scenes together but it didn't stop her from thinking he was all sorts of cute with that accent and those dimples.

February - 2011 - Atlanta, GA

"Did the new guy smirk at you?" Candice asked Kat earnestly.

They were in wardrobe after lunch break and she couldn't stop thinking about the way Joseph had been looking at her while they spoke. They'd just met so she thought it was strange, not to mention a little rude. Just because he had a gorgeous accent and lips the colour of deep crimson didn't give him the right to think he was God's greatest gift. Although Ian was an exact and nauseating replica of that, so why should she be surprised?

"I think he has a name, Candice." Kat mumbled from the corner where she was changing her top behind the makeshift screen.

"That's not the point."

"What do you mean smirk? He's always been perfectly polite and professional with me. What did he say anyway?"

"Wished me good afternoon and then I asked him how he's finding everything on set given he's just come onboard." They'd been shooting for the better part of the morning and the hungry hordes had made their way to the craft services table absolutely famished. Her eyes were firmly focused on the sushi, Candice was pretty certain she could have finished the entire plate on her own.

"Sounds pretty inoffensive, maybe that's just the way he smiles at people, did you ever think that?" Kat asked, finally emerging from changing her clothes for the next scene and looking at her curiously.

"You didn't see it, Kat," she sighed. "It was almost like..."

"He was trying not to laugh?"

"Excuse me?" Kat let out a giggle, moving closer and wiping her face with a tissue she'd swiped from the nearby table. "What are you doing?"

"You, uh, have some rice on your cheek," she smiled, knowingly.

"What?" She asked rubbing her face, slightly mortified.

"Seems like someone was trying to hide that fact and obviously it took the form of a smirk." Candice went from completely embarrassed to annoyed in seconds. How dare he do that?

"The least he could have done was say something rather than embarrass me like that in front of the cast and crew," she muttered.

"You just met the guy, he probably thought it wasn't polite to call you out about food on your face. It doesn't make for the easiest first conversation."

"Yet instead he was secretly laughing at me," she growled. "You know, I'm just happy that we don't have any scenes together because I'm not sure I could stand that smirk and those dimples from such a close proximity."

"Sounds like someone was paying an awful lot of attention to someone's dimples," she grinned. Candice didn't respond just busied herself for the next scene.

From then Candice made it her mission to steer clear of the new guy, until it became almost impossible to avoid him. That's what you got for being on a hit TV show and having to do publicity together. And there was no bigger publicity opportunity than the annual Comic Con in San Diego.

July - 2011 - San Diego, CA

This wasn't her first Comic Con, so it was going to be easy right? But apparently the powers above in the network decided to invite him along for the first time. Candice was generally very welcoming but she still wasn't quite sure what to think of their newest cast member.

Given he was pretty much the most evil character to hit the Vampire Diaries in its entire run so far, no one was expecting such a frenzied reception. Turns out a lot of the girls there seemed to have a thing for the bad guy. Candice really should have known.

She found herself looking across at Joseph at the signing table, his dark, blonde hair curled over his ears and that grey, fitted t-shirt highlighting his toned chest. He didn't scrub up too badly and it seemed like the screaming legions of female fans wholeheartedly agreed. Ever since their first meeting all those months ago they'd barely had any interaction, mainly because they didn't share any scenes.

After the craziness of 5000 screaming fans at the panel earlier in the day and a never ending number of interviews it was time for the after party, an opportunity to let loose and really enjoy themselves. Given they were all staying in the same hotel it seemed normal that they made their way together however for some reason it was just him and her crossing the street while surrounded by screaming photographers.

Candice was trying not to stare at just how adorable he looked in that suit while making sure her strapless, aqua dress was still in place as they walked brusquely to avoid the cameras. If there was one thing she knew about Joseph from their day at Comic Con it was just how overwhelmed he seemed to be around the press. For Candice it was actually refreshing given how arrogant some actors could be. Maybe she'd misjudged him?

One of the photographers got too close, knocking her slightly and Joseph reached forward without thinking. His hand grazed her lower back and Candice felt herself shiver slightly. "Are you okay, love?"

"Um, yeah, thanks," she mumbled, her gaze cast downwards. "It's uh just a little cold." She cursed inwardly thinking what a lame excuse it was. The one thing Candice knew without a doubt was that 90 degrees on a Summer night in San Diego wasn't in the least bit cold and she was sure he was aware of that fact.

"If I had a jacket I'd give it to you," he promised choosing to ignore her lie, steering her towards their destination. Maybe it wasn't the best look given the press would misconstrue anything but right now she didn't give a damn, it felt far too good having his hand on her back.

"Nice to see chivalry isn't completely dead," she smirked, and by his expression he couldn't miss the sarcastic tone in her voice.

"Is there something I'm missing?" Joseph murmured, trying to avoid the inquisitive stares of the reporters loitering close by. "You realise I'm a gentleman, right?"

"A gentleman who doesn't tell a girl she has rice stuck to her cheek?"

"I didn't want to be rude," he insisted, his cheeks colouring slightly with embarrassment. She'd never admit it aloud but it was pretty cute.

"Trust me, Morgan, a girl needs to know these things even if she barely knows you."

"Noted, Accola," he grinned.

"Um, we're here," she said, gesturing towards the hotel where the party was being held. "You can let go of me now." As soon as Candice said it she regretted it as he lifted his hand from her lower back. She gave him a thankful smile and breezed into the party like the professional actress she was. But she'd be lying if she couldn't still feel the residual heat on her back.

October - 2011 - Atlanta, GA

"Social media is going to go nuts," Candice murmured, laying herself out on the bed. "You know if it's anything like the response from you putting your hand on my back at Comic Con in July."

"I was only trying to protect you," he replied, flashing her one of his winning smiles.

They were currently at the Forbes house ready to film their second ever scene together. Candice would be lying if it wasn't a big moment for her. She'd always been able to hide her attraction for him because they didn't share any scenes, well until now that was. Now she had to be in close proximity and in a bed of all things. She wasn't quite sure what the writers were getting at given she'd been so hot and heavy with Michael's character Tyler lately.

"Funnily enough I didn't need protection and we both know that," she smirked. "I really should have known Klaus would order Tyler to bite me only to ride in on his horse and save the day."

"I think you've misjudged Klaus, he really can be a nice guy," he offered, winking in her direction. "Speaking of which, I better go wrangle my horse in anticipation."

Candice would be lying if she didn't think he was cute. She'd been so quick to write him off as one of your typical, egotistical actors she came across daily (not naming any names of course) but he had this adorable wit that she couldn't quite resist. Ever since he'd placed his hand on her back in July she'd been a little distracted by those lips and those damn dimples too.

Candice was an actor first and foremost and the scene played out exactly as planned but she couldn't deny just how good it felt to have his body pressed up against hers in bed as she pretended to drink from his wrist. His chest seemed so much more toned than she'd imagined and the smell of his spicy aftershave was definitely causing a few foreign feelings to take over. It was all done in one take, unheard of but Candice knew their underlying chemistry had definitely played its part in creating such a perfect scene.

"Don't worry I'm not counting," he smiled rising from the bed, as the crew moved away in preparedness for the next scene.

"I'm sorry?"

"You know the number of times I've saved you."

"Oh p-uh-lease," she groaned, rolling her eyes as she did. Candice was finding it more and more difficult not to act on her burgeoning feelings for him and she secretly hoped they got more time to spend with each other on set as an excuse.

TBC...On FF HERE

Fun Real Life Fact: Joseph first saw Candice at the craft services table with rice on her face

[supernutellastuff]

The Devil is in the Details: Chapter 2

So this is a follow-up to the Daredevil AU I wrote for @realynn8 for the Klaroline Vacation Gift Exchange 2018. Since I had so much fun writing the first part, and the reviews were encouraging, I’ve decided to turn it into a multi-chapter fic!

Now that I’ve finally figured out the plot, here is chapter two (with a bonus Klaus POV!)

Summary: After successfully taking down a gang of human traffickers, Caroline makes another bargain with the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen.

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Her apartment's shitty—not that Caroline has many options on a reporter's salary—but it has a tiny balcony and on days like this that more than makes up for living in this smelly, crime-ridden neighbourhood. Caroline braces her elbows against the railing, enjoying the rare evening breeze. It takes two tries to get the lighter flickering but she finally manages to get her cigarette lit. She was technically supposed to have quit, but she figures she deserves one after her success.

The Ukrainian gang had been busted courtesy the coordinated efforts of Caroline and a certain devil-horned vigilante. She had written up an investigative piece detailing their human trafficking ventures for the Bulletin, while Daredevil had gone after the gang members themselves, finally dropping their leader, all tied up with a bow, at the cops' doorstep. Caroline had no clue how he managed to do this single-handedly but then again, there was something special about him. She'd seen it with her own eyes when he'd rescued her from Kai, the sleazy arms dealer.

Caroline inhales, savouring the nicotine burn. Her eyes adjust to the dim light and all of a sudden, she realises someone's on the balcony with her.

"I hate it when you do that," she grumbles, not turning her head.

A low chuckle greets her.

"You know I was just thinking about you," she says, absently tapping out the ash in a flowerpot. Yikes. The long-dead plant had been a gift from Lexi. She mentally apologizes to it.

"Oh, were you?" He steps closer. She feels his eyes tracing the movement of her throat while she takes a languid drag.

"Just wondering if you’ll go back to your usual patrols now that the Ukrainians are in jail. Mrs. Fell downstairs was almost mugged last night, you know. You’re slacking.” Caroline faces him, a slight grin playing on her lips.

“I was busy.”

“Not busy enough to be scaring girls half to death on their balconies, apparently. What are you doing here? Article’s been published. Valigura is behind bars.”

“Actually, I have another proposal for you,” says Daredevil in his deep voice. It’s obvious he puts on an affect because there have been times Caroline has almost caught it slipping; but real or not, his voice, especially paired with the way he cocks his head, is oddly compelling.

“I’m listening.” She grounds her cigarette and crosses her arms.

“Valigura and his crew left behind a vacuum. The Japanese have stepped up. Drugs, obviously, but they’re planning on escalating to something much, much bigger. I’m trying to find out what, and to stop them before they can.”

“And you want my help?”

“Just like last time. I get to keep the neighbourhood safe, you get the by-line.” There’s that flash of a smirk again. Caroline’s tempted to agree immediately. But. As much fun it was exchanging bits of intel and incriminating photographs with the vigilante, it was Daredevil who’d set the terms. It was him who always contacted her—whether she was at her house or out on the streets—dropping down from the sky like a silent angel. It was he who controlled the flow of information.

Caroline takes her time answering. He stands absolutely still besides her, betraying no visible signs of impatience.

“Okay. But on one condition. After we’re done, I get to interview Daredevil for the Bulletin.”

She can’t make out his expression but if the stiffening of his body is any indication, he is completely taken aback. He tugs at the collar of his suit. Caroline’s face is carefully, totally blank—inside she’s fervently hoping he agrees. She’s upped the ante of their deal but the fact is she needs him more than he needs her. Alaric loved her expose on the Ukrainians but one article isn’t enough for a promotion. That’s just not how print media work. She’s expected to prove herself consistently if she wants to be a serious journalist.

“Why?” is what he asks.

“Because you’re putting yourself out on the streets every night, doing a thankless job no one asked you to. And I- the readers want to know why. They want to know about the man behind the mask. Not literally, obviously,” she adds, sensing his hesitation. “I mean, it’s fine that I don’t know who you actually are. I’m not gonna pry.” Yet.

Daredevil nods. “It’s a bargain.” He sticks out his hand. Caroline takes it, feeling the gentle pressure of his fingers. Impulsively, she flips his hand over and runs her tips over the expensive leather, examining the skillful stitching.

“Did you do all this on your own?”

He snatches his hand back. “I have a guy,” he replies gruffly. And Daredevil disappears the way he’d arrived, a warm shadow in the night.

Read more on ao3.

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content creator appreciation: list five favorite sets you've made and send this ask to five other content creators! 💖

Oh this is so fun. I love it. Thank you for sending this to my asks. And thank you for the Klaroline content you have made, all Klaroline content is amazing.

I've decided to include a variety of content in no particular order.

Klaroline Eternity; this gif edit is one of my favorites, its extremely long and took me ages but really captures Klaroline's story and the theme. It was so fun to make and I was so happy when it turned out beautiful.

The Hidden Heir (KC fanfiction); This one is one of my favorite fanfiction I've written. I have many variations on the Klaroline cannon divergence baby fanfiction but this one is pure fluff. Literally there is no plot just uninterrupted fluff for seven chapters (Or really 4 sense i haven't finished yet). My favorite part about this one though really is the fact that I made it because I had an idea for Caroline showing up in New Orleans as Klaus's wife with their daughter and shocking Cami, Elijah, and Hayley. But then I decided it needed backstory (As I had yet to come up with the idea of just throwing all my KC baby ideas into a one0shot collection) And The Hidden Heir was born.

The Secret Heir (KC fanfiction); I had a pattern with my many titles for a while. Yet again another Klaroline secret child story. This one is a favorite of mine for many reasons. It's a fix it (it fixes a lot of things), I had a lot of fun writing it, and I had the idea for it at 1 in the morning while i couldn't sleep and decided to watch TO season 5. I honestly typed a three page long note that pretty much outlined most of the fic at 1;30 in the morning and started writing it later that day. This one also has an entire chapter that is Klaroline fluff angst with really no plot and that is always fun.

Fitzsimmons Cursed; Yet again, one of my long gif edits. This one was made as part of a full story set i did with my five OTP's (Klaroline Eternity is in this set too). I love Fitzsimmons and had so much fun making this and when I was done I was so happy with how it turned out.

Secret Spell (KC fanfiction): Ah Secret Spells, this one was the beginning of my new favorite OC, Alexandria Mikaelson. If it's not clear, I love writing Klaroline children fanfiction. But unlike my other's Secret Spells is centered on Alexandria attempting to resurrect Klaus, and causing lots of chaos in the process. Even better, I have plan on having plenty of fluffy flashback chapters full of domestic Klaroline.