#klaus mikaelson dimples

[certifiedceraunophile]

A VERY VERY VERY self-indulgent fic with themes of

OP+BAMF!Caroline

A floundering Gaping “Bloody Hell Caroline” Klaus

Time travel future AU

Wish fulfilment Fic I shall indulge and submerge myself in COMING SOON.

As a treat to myself on account of my birthday on the 5th of December, I shall post a fic with the following themes/tropes:

Future!Caroline Forbes as the actual EMPRESS of the Utopian world she built.

Future!Bonnie Bennett as the actual EMPRESS of the Utopian world she built.

Because Yes we can have both of these Marvellous freaking Queens ruling the world side by side.

Klaus is a pretentious trophy wife.

Kol is a pain in the ass pretentious trophy wife.

Hope Mikaelson takes a DNA test and.... surprise, surprise.

Klaus Mikaelson has been Klaus Forbes for seven centuries now, and he still dimples thinking of it.

Caroline goes seven centuries back in time when Klaroline is still at the tree-knocking stage of their relationship and calls Klaus her husband by mistake and now the mongrel can’t stop blushing and slipping down his chair into a hybrid puddle.

Caroline Forbes, the QUEEN of Earth as people know it 700 years from now, is not impressed by the sucky incompetent leadership displayed by the King of New Orleans. Like seriously, Excuse her but she actually freaking LITERALLY conquered the entire world in 86 years and it takes this man she is going to call husband in a few centuries, 10 years and two more to control a city that is half the size of her Aerial Sakura Gardens. Sorry My love, but your NOLA days has been a running joke in this family for the last 700 years.

Caroline is the Grand Empress of the seven realms and Klaus is the King Consort on the best days and the Royal Bedfellow on the good days.

And now this is prolly too much information But who tf cares. It’s a self indulgent, wish fulfilment, self serving fic, mainly for my entertainment, but if you find any of the above themes even mildly enjoyable, then please feel free to tune in to my fuckery when I do post it.

THE END.

[certifiedceraunophile]

The way his dimples just bloom.

I—Christ.