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[klarolineautumnexchange]

Klaroline Autumn Exchange 2023 Master-list

Who Put Bella Down the Wych Elm? by @stars-and-darkness-main for @averseunhinged

Blowback by @lalainajanes for @megdalorians

in vain she wills, to run, swim, walk, creep/ the will presides not in the bower of sleep by @the-road-betwixt for @morningstargirl666

Persistence of Memory by @helpless-in-sleep for @stars-and-darkness-main

Consequences of the Dead by @bellemorte180 for @definedareasofuncertainty

I looked around in a blood-soaked gown (and saw something they can't take away) by @purplesigebert for @lynyrdwrites

'Til Death Do Us Part by @lynyrdwrites for @thetourguidebarbie

double, double, toil and trouble by @morningstargirl666 for @lalainajanes

I swallow the sea, which swallows me by @definedareasofuncertainty for @supremeuppityone

throw my heart off the edge by @impossiblekryptonitecolor for @the-road-betwixt

After Last Time by @queencarolinemikaelson for @impossiblekryptonitecolor

and all that I've learned is everything burns by @averseunhinged for @purplesigebert

Without Fear or Foe-vor by @supremeuppityone for @kiaraalexisklay

Sweater Weather by @kiaraalexisklay for @queencarolinemikaelson

OR

Full list on A03 here

[artemisravencourtney]

Ten characters, ten fandoms

rules: list ten favorite characters from separate fandoms/media, then tag (ten) people

Thanks @purplesigebert for the tag!

In no particular order:

1. Raven (Teen Titans 2003)

2. Artemis Crock (Young Justice)

3. Caroline Forbes (The Vampire Diaries)

4. Amy Santiago (Brooklyn 99)

5. Stolas (Helluva Boss)

6. Lucifer (Lucifer)

7. Jenny Humphrey (Gossip Girl)

8. Percy Jackson (PJO)

9. Remy 'Thirteen' Hadley (House MD)

10. John Nolan (The Rookie)

No pressure tags: @impossiblekryptonitecolor @that-sarcastic-optimist @supremeuppityone @rosedforbes @firesonkorni

[bellemorte180]

The Third Wife for @supremeuppityone

Lady Caroline Forbes had never thought she would be queen but her new crown felt heavy. As she sat at her wedding feast, freshly married to the King of England, she could not help but dwell on the lives of his first two wives. Her father wanted the crown on her head, to advance the family further than they ever had before. Yet, Caroline wondered just how long it would be before she disappointed her new husband. Would he set her aside if she is unable to produce a son? Or worse, would he cut off her head?

[fantasylover4evr]

@supremeuppityone @littlemrscookie @1jemmagirl22 @yanpolosik @yespumpkindoodlesthings @randomlittleimp @glynnisi @helpless-in-sleep @muffinengineer86 @originalhybridloverfics-backup

[klarolineautumnexchange]

Now that autumn is slowly dying and winter will soon be upon us, the exchange has ended. Gifts have been revealed and new works for us all to consume have been created. The mystery of each gift giver has been unmasked and revealed.

If you wish to promote your work on Tumblr, please feel free to do so but use the tag #klarolineautumnexchange

Klaroline Autumn Exchange

all the skeletons you hide by @darkestgrays for @little-miss-sunny-daisy

redamancy by @labime for @supremeuppityone

where the heart moves the stones by @stars-and-darkness-main for @darkestgrays

The Third Wife by @bellemorte180 for @supremeuppityone

Glorious Happenings of Happenstance by @thetourguidebarbie for @garglyswoof

over you (my whole life) by @helpless-in-sleep for @thetourguidebarbie

24/7 Sylvia plath by @averseunhinged for @labime

Begged and Borrowed Time by @thetourguidebarbie for @purplesigebert

(don't wanna die) I wanna wander the world with you by @purplesigebert for @bellemorte180

Peripheral by @little-miss-sunny-daisy for @helpless-in-sleep

The dark comes soon by @garglyswoof for @kirythestitchwitch

The Banishment from Eden by @bellemorte180 for @averseunhinged

Snapshots by @austennerdita2533 for @princess-of-the-worlds

meat ugly by @princess-of-the-worlds for @queencarolinemikaelson

Miss Manners and Little Miss Overthink by @queencarolinemikaelson for @stars-and-darkness-main

Good Timing by @supremeuppityone for @austennerdita2533

[artemisravencourtney]

Last Line Challenge

Thanks @purplesigebert for the tag!

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

This comes from my current WIP (or yk, bane of my existence), Bloodied Edges of the Crystal Queen:

She doesn’t know what bothers her more - the idea that there might be someone out there looking for her, or that she had seen someone die and had no recollection of it.

More of a spoiler than I would usually give but, I'm true to the challenge!

I definitely do not know that many people so, no pressure tags: @marxandangels @that-sarcastic-optimist @supremeuppityone @impossiblekryptonitecolor @averseunhinged

[honestgrins]

And if your muse feels like cooperating, here's some KC suggestions:

"At what point do we just let our fangs hang out and eat these inconsiderate fuckers?"

"I mean, yeah, it's haunted, but I didn't think it would be HAUNTED haunted!"

"The dimples almost make this worthwhile. Almost."

“HAUNTED haunted? Caroline, you’re a whole-ass vampire and basically married to the boogeyman,” Bonnie pointed out, wildly unimpressed. “I’m more shocked that you’re shocked this creepy mansion has a poltergeist out to ruin your party. Shouldn’t you always be on guard for some monster Klaus pissed off centuries ago?”

“Says the witch who literally came back from the dead multiple times because of all the shit following us,” Caroline snapped.

“Not exactly helping your argument, gorgeous—”

“Shut up, Enzo!”

keep me company while doing chores and send me anything

[certifiedceraunophile]

Cruelty of the Chiaroscuro

By @supremeuppityone

Caroline my love,

I don’t expect your forgiveness, but my apology is yours all the same.

And I will go to my grave with your name burned to my breast.

With a love that endlessly yearns,

Klaus, son of Ansel.

[klaroline-event]

Thank you so much for hosting the gift exchange! I really appreciate how organized you were (and so very patient with all of our questions!) and followed the deadlines you gave us! (Especially how you posted all the stories right away!!) Thank you so much for all that you do for us!

Awww, thanks for saying that! It was a lot of work - thanks for all your help! I hope everyone enjoys the wonderful collection we all worked to create!

[misssophiachase]

Every Dog Has Its Day

“Will you just admit that your dog keeps breaking into my house because you trained him to?!” 

Thanks, Julie @supremeuppityone for all the awesome prompts you sent. Here is one of them I did, hope you like it : )

Caroline Forbes considered herself a helpful and tolerant neighbour.

She was happy to bake cookies for Mrs Goldberg in number 13 next door because her family was out of state and she was lonely.

She was happy to help Mr Harrison from number 19 garden and plant his flower beds before spring arrived.

She was also more than happy to babysit for the Jacobs family at number 18 across the street when they wanted a date night away from their excitable triplets (all boys).

The only time she didn’t consider herself welcome or neighbourly was when Klaus Mikaelson decided to move into number 17, directly to the left of her house.

Mrs Fraser in number 23 said he was a police officer recently new to town. Mr James in number 28 mentioned that he was divorced and Ms Field in number 22 mentioned that he worked out regularly on the street and had a body built for sin. Caroline decided to put that down to the fact that she was recently divorced and way too immersed in those paperback, erotic novels.

Although, he did look good in pretty much everything he wore. Police uniform, running attire, jeans; you name it. He also had this pair of crimson lips that seemed to darken when he smirked and a rogue set of dimples that had a mind of their own. How did she know this?

As embarrassing as it was to admit, Caroline had observed all of these things from spying through her window blinds and over the backyard fence. Maybe in some states that would be considered stalking and being a police officer Klaus Mikaelson no doubt knew the law off by heart. But Caroline had no other choice.

Unfortunately, when they’d first been introduced Caroline hadn’t been as nice as she’d like. She decided to blame it on the fact that he was all sorts of delicious looking in jeans and a white Henley and his accent had thrown her off, so too the aforementioned dimples and lips. 

It also didn’t help that he was delivering a freshly baked batch of chocolate chip cookies to Mrs Goldberg and the Jacobs triplets were following him up the street clearly impressed by the new neighbourhood cop.

She’d muddled through the initial introductions, unable to stop herself from reminding him that Mrs Goldberg had a nut allergy. He’d proceeded to tell her that he was aware because they shared that particular trait. Caroline had excused herself as soon as possible wondering if there was anything this guy couldn’t do?

It was a Tuesday and Caroline had been out in her garden. She was a freelance journalist so worked from home but liked to get outside for some fresh air every now and again.

 As she walked inside she heard a loud scratching noise followed by an energetic woof. Upon entering the front hall she noticed her front door slightly ajar and her next door neighbour’s golden retriever Tully. She’d seen and heard a lot of her since he moved in and had to admit she had a soft spot for the dog, until she just witnessed her trying to dig a hole in her floorboards.

“Is this yours?’ She asked after knocking on his door and waiting for him to open it.

“Well, hello to you too, love,” he smiled, those dimples practically blinding her as he leaned against the door jamb, his arms crossed over his chest. Obviously, he’d just finished work as his navy shirt was half unbuttoned at the neck, his toned chest on show. “Nice day isn’t it?”

“Well, I suppose yes it is,” she faltered. Caroline was always so confident, but this guy seemed to make her forget what she was saying and given just how well his uniform matched his eyes she was struggling. “You realise this is the third time this week?”

“That you’ve come knocking on my door, yes I’ve noticed.”

“That I’ve come knocking on your day to return this,” she gestured to Tully who was happily distracted by a passing butterfly in the garden.

“She has a name you know. Actually, so do I, it’s Klaus, you know in case you’d ever like to use it. Or talk to me for more than five seconds about anything other than my dog.”

“Did you ever think that I don’t want to do that? Nor am I interested in having to return Tully every time she breaks into my property?”

“Well, she seems to like you,” he said, nodding to his dog who was now happily rubbing against her leg.

“And my house apparently,” she replied, softening slightly. She really did love this gorgeous but naughty canine. “How she manages to keep getting into my house though is a mystery, unless there’s something you’re not telling me?”

“She’s extremely gifted,” he boasted, clearly avoiding the question. “Now, would you like to come inside for a cup of tea and some biscuits, they’re baked fresh today.”

“Of course they are,” she muttered. “Is there anything you can’t do?”

“I’m sure we can come up with something, I’ll even let you help me if you come inside?"

“Why are you so..”

“Gorgeous, intelligent, no I know, charming?”

“I was thinking more like a smug smart ass with a dog that commits break and enter on a regular basis. You know as a police officer I would have assumed you’d take breaches like this seriously.”

“We aren’t usually in the practice of arresting canines or animals in general,” he smiled. “How about if you come in for tea I’ll let you in on a little secret?”

“How about if you tell me one thing and then I’ll decide whether or not I’ll have tea with you?”

“Fine, I might have, sort of,” he fumbled, blushing slightly and Caroline couldn’t help but swoon on the inside. He was even more attractive when shy. “Let my dog go onto your property...”

“So, the upstanding policeman is not so upstanding?” She said, hands on hips. “Tell me why I shouldn’t report you to your superior?”

“I like you but you didn’t seem to like me all that much,” he began. “And, in my defence, it was actually Tully that found her way inside I just didn’t discourage her habit. Turns out she can’t get enough of your house or the owner.”

Caroline really should have been freaked out that some guy, who she barely knew, was kind of using his dog to break into her house because apparently he liked her. But for some reason she wasn’t.

“Well, I like her too,” she admitted, patting her on the head affectionately. “And I don’t not like you, I was just a little..”

“A little?”

“Maybe I need that tea, you know as long as you haven’t laced it with anything.”

“I’m never going to live this down, am I?”

Caroline admitted, albeit after a healthy handful of cookies that she was jealous of all the attention he was garnering in the neighbourhood. Klaus said he was more than happy to share the baking, babysitting and gardening if she agreed to go out with him.

So, she did.

Tully couldn’t have been happier when she had her two favourite humans under the same roof not long after. Turns out she was one hell of a matchmaker.

[slstmaraudersjple]

All I want in life right now, aside from people being decent human beings who have common sense and are courteous towards others, is the next chapter of A Pregnant Pause by @supremeuppityone please and thank you 😂

[supremeuppityone]

Written for @klarosummerbingo Klarosummer Bingo Prompt: “Newsflash — seashell bras give me hives!”

Please review here.

You can find the sequel here.

             Apparently, The Little Mermaid was a bigger fetish than she realized. Caroline straightened the ridiculously long red waves, glad she spent the extra money on a quality wig that didn’t itch underneath the sweltering stage lights. She discreetly slid an impressive wad of tips into the hidden pocket of her sequined tail, popping several giant bubbles that had formed a cloud around her bare shoulders.

           She blew kisses to the packed club, her signal for the stage hands to have the hidden levers raise her enormous clamshell backstage. Once the curtain fell, she felt like she could breathe a bit, not expected to be ‘on’ at the moment while she repaired the makeup she’d managed to sweat off underneath the lights. Unfortunately, it also meant she’d removed herself from a prime location to spy on the Salvatores.

           Adding a fresh layer of foundation and a few more swipes of mascara, she inwardly cursed her friend for getting her into this mess. Bonnie had lousy taste in men. But when Bonnie came crying to her about that loser boyfriend owing money to some drug dealers, she somehow found herself agreeing to this idiotic plan.

           “Newsflash — seashell bras give me hives!” It was the first thing she’d blurted to Bonnie after hearing her plan, but it didn’t stop her from getting a job at Salvatore Sirens, the mermaid-themed burlesque club run by Damon and Stefan.

           Unzipping the slit in her blue-green tail so she could walk, she slid on a pair of strappy stilettos and descended to stairs to mingle with the customers on the main floor. She was careful to keep her arms from blocking the ostentatious seashell bra, a tiny camera hidden among the pearls. She’d been working there for a month, but still hadn’t seen evidence of the Salvatores’ drug operation.

           It was frustrating — but not as frustrating as Klaus. He was the ‘new money’ business that she overheard Damon practically salivating over and had assumed he was a skeevy old man. And then she saw him and nearly fell out of her clamshell in the middle of a song. From the way those gray eyes darkened, it seemed she wasn’t the only one affected. He’d beckoned to her with a curling smirk topped unexpectedly by dimples, and Damon had all but served her on a silver platter in his haste to court his new business partner.

           At first, Caroline had put on her best customer service personality around him, wanting to ingratiate herself to learn whatever she could about the Salvatores’ drug business, but he’d been so charming that she lowered her walls more than she meant to. In between shows, he always led her back to his VIP booth where he’d spoil her with expensive champagne.

           “You realize that buying my time isn’t the same as buying me,” she’d told him, feeling the need to set some ground rules after he’d snarled possessively when one of the other patrons had clumsily approached her.

           The affronted look on his face had been almost comical, but then the steel in his gaze softened and he replied, “Of course, love. You aren’t an object and I apologize if I’ve made you feel otherwise. I value the time we’ve spent together.” His tone grew hesitant as he told her, “But I don’t want you to feel obligated to continue to sit with me every night if you’re uncomfortable.”

           And that was the moment she knew she was in trouble. Because Klaus looked at her differently than the other customers and while she always felt his admiring gaze, it never weighed her down. Instead, she felt free — laughing with him made her forget her mission. A dangerous habit. She found herself wondering about his own business — was he a drug lord like the Salvatores or something even more dangerous? Underneath those expensive suits that fit him like a glove, she sensed he had secrets, but it was hard to get a read on him.

           Stefan suddenly appeared at her side, placing his hand on her bare back to guide her toward the back lounge. She forced herself to relax, her skin crawling from his touch. While Damon was at least open about his skeevy intentions, Stefan’s quiet creepiness was inherently more disquieting. “What’s going on,” she murmured in what she hoped was a casual tone.

           “There’s an important business meeting and we need our new partner’s favorite party favor there to bring us luck.”

           Caroline quickly tucked away the scowl that crossed her face, realizing that this was the moment she’d been waiting for — she was about to get a front row seat to the Salvatores’ illegal activities and finally get the evidence she needed to turn them over to the cops. With a pang in her heart, she realized it meant turning over Klaus too. Maybe there was a way to keep him out of it?      

           She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn’t register something was wrong until Stefan roughly pushed her through the doors, causing her to stumble on her heels as she ran into a coffee table. Confusion gave way to shock as she registered that Klaus was tied up on a couch, his face bruised and bloody.

           The first blow to the back of her head left her dazed, and she fuzzily stared at a shiny gold object tossed on top of the coffee table. Was that a badge?

           It was the last thought she had before she lost consciousness.            

[klavscaroline]

supremeuppityone replied to your post: i just finished my day 2 of klaroline au week and...

I’m excited to see everyone’s stuff - we need something good to look forward to!

yes, you’re so right! with the whole quarantine thing going on, the only good thing to come out of it is more klaroline content! 

[artemisravencourtney]

nine people i'd like to get to know better !!

Tagged by the lovely @rosedforbes. I feel like I rambled but hey, you certainly get to know me better.

🎶 Last song I listened to: Angels Like You by Miley Cyrus. I feel like I'm overrepresenting how much Miley Cyrus I listen to because while I do like her she wouldn't be in my top 5 or anything. And yet I have a whole songfic about Violet Chemistry and I was coincidentally listening to a bunch of her songs yesterday while doing chores. Anyway, I'm a fan but not a stan.

📺 Currently watching: I am tremendously bad at watching things. I'll become obsessed and binge it, then the fixation wears off and I don't pick it up again for literal years. I am halfway through Bridgerton S3 and a few episodes into The Rookie S6, but those numbers haven't changed in a while

🤩 Current obsession: Klaroline, but that seems obvious, so I'll add that my most recent ADHD hyperfixation was 2 days ago and about the efforts to revive the thylacycline/Tasminian tiger through genome editing + looking into the attempts to vaccinate Tasmanian Devil against DFTD to prevent their numbers from declining further. (Many of my hyperfixations are zoology or paleontology based)

❤ Relationship Status?: Single

🌶️ Sweet/Savory/Spicy?: Mostly savory, but I need something sweet in the morning to wake my brain up since I don't drink coffee. I like spicy food as long as it's for flavor and not just heat, but also my tolerance has been built up by growing up in a POC household.

No pressure tags: @that-sarcastic-optimist @supremeuppityone @purplesigebert @trueromantic1 @momo-sm

[livingdeadblondequeen]

supremeuppityone replied to your photoset: supremeuppityone: Aesthetic for my Klaroline...

@livingdeadblondequeen​ Thx for the kudos! I came across my this old post while I was looking for something else and decided to reblog - so happy you liked it! It was one of my drabbles that never rec’d much attention, so I’m excited to hear you were a fan. :)

You are very welcome! 

[honestgrins]

For horror movie recs, I recommend these on the free streaming app, tubi:

My Bloody Valentine (it's a remake that I think is better than the original recipe)

Don't Be Afraid of the Dark

Witches of Eastwick

Oculus

Open Graves

Mine Games

The Descent

Catacombs

Hell House

The Dwelling

The Lazarus Effect

Ooooh, solid recs (I haven’t seen a good half of them, and the others not for a while), and I actually haven’t checked out Tubi yet! I’m getting excited about exploring tonight!

keep me company while doing chores and send me anything