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lady-blodreina · 6 months

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You weren't the villain of my story

-The Originals 5x12

#klaus x caroline #klaroline #the vampire diaries #tvd #the originals #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #caroline x klaus #klaus and caroline #caroline and klaus

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sara-likes-things · 6 months

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I want a new couple that makes me feel the type of things Sterek and Klaroline made me feel the first time I saw a scene of them together

#sterek #klaroline #caroline and klaus

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pentopaper23 · 8 months

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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.

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1jemmagirl22 · 4 months

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"I fancy you. Is that so hard to believe?"

Top 23 ships I loved(Or more accurately became obsessed/re obsessed with) in 2023, ranked:

15; Caroline Forbes and Klaus Mikaelson, The Vampire Diaries and The Originals

#the vampire diaries #the originals #legacies #klaroline #Klaus x caroline #caroline x klaus #caroline and klaus #Klaus and caroline #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #top tv ships #now these two weren't what one might call a major obsession #but they are so very precious #so I yet again edited them

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therosegoldbourdoir · 4 months

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"Valentine’s Day is around the corner, and what better way to celebrate than by diving into some of the most captivating, albeit messy, relationships in TV and film? I’m talking about those couples that are just so messy you can’t look away and they keep dragging you back to the story no matter how insanely over dramatic and over the topic gets. these are the gifs and the memes that have lived on past the show and the pairings that have made lists over and over again. Kicking off our series, we’re turning the spotlight on a couple that, despite limited screen time, captured the hearts of millions: Klaus and Caroline from The Vampire Diaries."

#Pop culture #TVD #the vampire diaries #Klaroline #Caroline and Klaus #Klaus and Caroline #Vampires

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seeing-you-differently · 2 years

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I miss the future we never lived. I hope, like you, that long ago future us is happy.

#klaroline #caroline and klaus #klaus x caroline #caroline x klaus #klaus and caroline

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elenasalvator13 · 9 months

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Klaroline

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marvelous-alexa · 12 days

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ella10pythonissam · 1 year

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Lioness, by Alexis.CursedMoon on fanfiction.net

Lioness, by Alexis_lupus567 on AO3

Summary: What if Caroline had died when Lizzie and Josie were only 5? What if Cade was after them, so Stefan brought Lizzie to the only person outside of Mystic Falls that Caroline would trust?

Lizzie grew up as Elizabeth Mikaelson, the heretic princess of New Orleans, the original hybrid's younger daughter, Hope's sister and a Mikaelson, but on a seemingly ordinary day a mystery appears at the door, and old memories must be brought back to light.

#7 "You raised my daughter."

@anime-lover-forever-1127 @roza-risk-ann @demi-cool

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tvshowscouples · 5 days

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If you love Klaus&Caroline (TVD) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

#klaroline #klaus and caroline #caroline and klaus #caroline forbes #candice accola #klaus mikaelson #tvd #klaus x caroline #caroline x klaus #joseph morgan #team klaroline

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writingpilebynnel · 22 days

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She never had anyone treat her as their first choice. He never had a sane kind hearted woman before, they were both falling in a new cycle but he never doubted her greatness. To him, she's the only thing that's real in his field of delusions.

#TVD #the vampire diaries #caroline and klaus #klaus #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #tvd universe

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lady-blodreina · 3 months

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Hello love

Klaus Mikaelson and Caroline Forbes

The Originals 5x01: Where You Left Your Heart

#klaroline #klarolineedit #klaus x caroline #caroline x klaus #klaus and caroline #caroline and klaus #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #the originals #the vampire diaries #tvd #love #hello love #chemistry #still wishing for Klaroline in 2024

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sara-likes-things · 8 months

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My roman empire is Caroline and Klaus not ending up together, I think about this daily.

Also Clarke and Bellamy.

#the vanpire diaries #the originals #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #caroline and klaus #the 100 #clarke and bellamy

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pentopaper23 · 4 months

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“Now that’s no way to speak to a lady”

Caroline was chewing on her thumb nail as she nervously paced in from of the ornate wooden door. After the funeral she didn’t know where to go. She couldn’t go home, where she would drown under her grief while being surrounded by her mother’s things and she couldn’t burn her house down like Elena. She did the only thing that she could do and ran, she hastily packed a bag and hit the road with no destination in mind or she thought no destination in mind. She was passing the Welcome to New Orleans sign before she knew it and unbuckling her belt out the front of his house. It had been days, and she could feel herself starting to crave blood. Her mouth was throbbing, and she could feel herself starting to get lightheaded and she was sure that she would have a grey tint to her skin.

She reached up to knock with the heavy bronze knocker. The sound of it echoed around the empty courtyard. She waited, her vampire hearing caught no movement behind the door, maybe he wasn’t home she thought to herself and for a moment she thought that she should leave and just return to mystic falls and college. But just as she was about to walk away the door was ripped open.

"Who are you?" a young vampire asked, Caroline didn’t recognise him as any of Klaus’s hybrids that she knew.

"Are you deaf little vamp? Who are you?" He asked taking a step out of the doorway towards her.

Caroline took a step backwards almost stumbling down the brick steps as her vision spun and black dots started to cloud her vision.

"Is Klaus here?" She asked, trying to look around the vampire and into the house.

"Who. Are. You?" He asked again, this time grabbing her arm, but before he could ask her again his grip loosened, and he fell to the ground his heart resting beside him.

“Now that’s no way to speak to a lady” Klaus said licking the dead vampire’s blood off his hand. Caroline let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, she staggered back her foot slipping on the stairs. She felt Klaus’s hand wrap around her upper arm and darkness swallowed her vision.

Klaus had been upstairs in his art room when he heard one of his minions yelling at the front door. With an annoyed sigh he slammed down his brush and flashed downstairs just in time to see said minion grab Caroline’s arm. He saw red and thrusted his hand into the back of the vampire, his arm coming away with a sickening sucking sound. He just had time to lick most of the blood off his hand before he saw her sway and shot his arm out to steady her, then her eyes flickered, and she fainted. He caught her just as she was about to the hit the ground, his knuckles grazed against the brick work of the courtyard as they slide under her back. Picking her up in his arms he walked into the house kicking the front door shut as he went. He walked up the staircase and took a left towards his room, he nudged the door open with his shoulder being careful to not move her too much.

Gently he laid her down on his bed, brushing the hair from her face with his non bloody hand. Her head moved toward his brushing fingers, but she did not wake. He gently bit into his wrist and dripped few drops of blood onto her lips hoping to get rid of the grey tint and smell of decay that she had. Her tongue slipped out to wipe the blood off her lips, but she didn’t wake and Klaus slipped silently from the door the door softly clicking shut.

Caroline awoke with a start and for a few second, she stared at the canopy of the bed trying to work out where she was.

Vampire. Blood. Heart. KLAUS.

“Klaus,” she said jumping out of the bed and looking around the room. There was paper littering the floor, each sheet had a half finished drawing on it, or a completed drawing that someone has crossed out with thick black lines of charcoal. Pencils, pens, and paintbrushes were mixed into the mess of paper, and she could see small specks of paint colouring the stained floorboards.

She could smell him in the room, his smell clinging to the sheets, pillows, and the fabric of the thick block out curtains that hung in the window. She could see little items around the room too, a collection of rocks was lined up along the windowsill; seven of them, all in different sizes, shapes, and colours. A stack of books was piled on the bedside table, a mass of different genes, crime, horror, classics and some nonfictions. Little piles of rings and necklaces were organized on a long low chest of draws, also upon the chest of draws was a batter old journal its pages dog eared and torn. She flipped it open and was met by a drawing of Rebekah, her hair was out and flowing down past her shoulders two thin plaits held it back off her face and she had a sweet smile on her face; one that Caroline hadn’t seen before or even believed was possible. Turning the page and Caroline found herself looking at a boy that she didn’t know, he had shoulder length brown hair and was wearing a simple green top with three strings of leather tying it closed. “That’s Henrick” a voice said from behind her, she jumped slamming the journal shut. Klaus reached over and reopening it.

“He was eleven here, we had been out hunting and he had just killed his first stag. He was so proud of himself.” Klaus says, looking at the drawing fondly.

“Where is he? He is running around being a menace in Europe?”

Klaus snapped the journal shut.

“He died.” He said sharply.

“I’m sorry I-“

“Why are you here Caroline?” he asked, still looking at the closed journal. Caroline sighed and sat back on the bed.

“You were right.”

Klaus’ head snapped up to look at her in confusion.

“I normally always am. But in what way this time?” he said with a sly smile.

“Small town life wasn’t enough.” Caroline said sadly. Klaus’s smile faded at her tone, and he sat down next to her. He noticed that she is picking at fingers hard enough to cause little spots of blood to form from the torn skin. He reaches out to place his hand over hers stilling her fingers.

“What happened love?”

Caroline sniffed and bit her lip, “My mum died.”

Klaus gently locked his fingers with her, his thumb rubbing over the back of her hand.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly. Caroline shrugged.

“I was hoping I could…um” she struggles to finish her sentence. Klaus understands though.

“You can stay as long as you want love.”

Caroline sobs pulling her hands from his and covers her face. Klaus pulls her towards him, and she melts into his embrace.