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TIL I TASTED YOU by @kirythestitchwitch
[or @YearningADayKeepsTheFuckingAtBay]
"You are mine," Caroline said fiercely in the quiet, hands fisted against the plush fabric, "I almost wanted to just... forget all the terrible things you’ve done, but you also listened to me when no one else has. I don’t care what they think. Elena and Bonnie? I should, but I don’t. I want you."
Klaus closed his eyes, took a breath, and when he opened them again they were wolf gold. The way he dropped to the floor at her feet on his knees had nothing in common with defeat. This supplication was the kind that placed crowns on monarchs, that echoed the way worshipers knelt at the altar of their goddess.
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The Stubborn Grace of Being Loved Regardless by @helpless-in-sleep
or @YesYouMakeMeCryTearsOfHope
“Did you mean what you told me at the ball?” she asks, checking the spray setting on the garden hose before she waters the sunflowers. Klaus is a few feet away, a clawed hand breaking through the earth and loosening the topsoil, curls sticking to his sweaty forehead, and he looks startled. Blushing, Caroline says, “You said I was strong, and beautiful–”
“And full of light,” Klaus finishes, his eyes soft as gold slips into the blue and then out again in a moment.
She tries to tell herself that she’s flushed from the heat of the Virginia sun, but it’s a half-hearted thought at best even if they are in a weird hot flash. The mist from the hose only helps so much.
He goes silent, so she looks over to him again, only he’s standing next to her in a moment, the sunflower stalks swaying slightly. For a second, she thinks that he’s going to kiss her, and her heart launches into her throat because she has no idea whether she wants that or not, which is terrifying.
Instead of leaning over to brush their lips together, Klaus tilts his head until their foreheads are barely touching. Caroline looks down to avoid seeing his expression and then shuts her eyes entirely when he whispers, “I did. I still do.”
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Scandal of the Season by @lynyrdwrites
Caroline had stomped closer to him in her irritation, her hands clutching her skirts.  Klaus looked at her, a smirk slowly curving his lips. Caroline’s scowl faded, as she tried to figure out what he was plotting.
When she found herself scooped up in his  arms, her  skirts crushed by his hold, she shrieked.
“Niklaus! Put me down.”
“Never,” he purred in response. “It took me entirely too long to get you where I  wanted you.”
Caroline knew it wasn’t at all proper, for a woman to let her husband whisk her off to their bedroom in his arms in the middle of the day. But truthfully,  if she had wanted proper, she would have married Tyler Lockwood and lain meekly on her back for him, on the nights he wasn’t off with his mistress.
She much preferred her husband and  his life of sin of pleasure… even if that sin and pleasure was currently the great topic of gossip amongst the Ton.
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WATERLY CHALLENGED by @withyouandthemoon
“Well, I know it’s not my place yet, but I think you could use a break from that family business of yours. Not saying you should just up and quit, but go take a vacation or something.”
“Yet?” He teased her with a straight face, although his own amusement was hard to contain.
She blushed furiously down to her clavicles, the color set off by the blue of her dress, and one pink bra strap that had slipped out from the neckline. She had so many colors on her, down to the little trinkets that she used to adorn her impeccable form. It was strikingly different from Rebekah, who was at her heart still a creature of the sea and preferred pearls to any other jewelry like a true mermaid. Caroline, however, reminded him of a painting that he found in a sinking ship little over a century ago. The moment he had his eyes on it he knew he had to see it for real. Not in the perpetual cold blue hues of the ocean, but in the blinding sunlight where colors reside. And he did.
OR a Merman!Klaus AU
#srishti's endless list of obssessions#mine;edit#kcedit#klaus x caroline#klaroline shippers club#HI ZORAA!!#Listen I'm a bit late on the love pouring here for your merman au but I Honestly just HAD to do this#Like I'm in absolute love and I NEED TO CHANNEL IT SOMEWHERE AND YELL AT YOU#The banter the chemistry the way he's just sitting there attentively listening to EVERYTHING she has to say#and absolutely thirsty for every little sliver of her she's willing to give#AND OHMYGOD THEIR MEETCUTE#the way he doesnt give into her but HE KNOWS any other situation that isnt so dire he one hundred percent wouldve given into her whims#also ohmygod the DELIGHTFUL abundance of ocean metaphors#ALSO Ohmygod DID I TALK ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVED THE FACT THIS WAS ALL DONE FULLY IN Klaus' POV#BC lemme tell you#that was a fucking delight#like his snarky inner voice and his absolutely besotted inner voice#and the way you describe the Human world through Klaus's eyes is sooooo wonderfully done#his derision but also his intrigue and his appreciation and awe for the beauty and his fascination for the world humans have created#also the brief peeks at his relationships to his siblings was soo intriguing and istgggg if you ever think to continue this sunny treat#I humbly express my DIRE NEED for Mikaelson siblings intercations#anywayyy this is me tiding over [pun intended] my depthless love for this giddily sweet one shot#and I hope you feel really really really good about yourself for magicking this into the world cuz i for one am over the moon that i read i#ALSO OK about the edit now look Ik the hues dont match and the colouring is a lil off here and there#BUT LISTEN#I Loved your baby but beach pics that arent the colour of cotton candy is a bitch to find 😭😭 so I hope you just skip past all of that#uncoordinated bs and ACCEPT MY UNADULTERATED LOVE#Bc that's all I intend to do#as in#DROWN YOU IN IT
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F * C K Y O U F L O W E R S by @lynyrdwrites
“It happens to us all.  At first, you find her entertaining.  But then something happens, and she says something… and suddenly you realize that you would probably kill a man for her.  It happened quickly with you, I’ll admit.  What did she say to you at the bar?”
I don’t know if I’ve ever actually been happy, or if someone else is feeling it and I cling onto it with all I have because I wish I could feel that, too.
Kol didn’t say anything just scowled at the unconscious figure in his bed.  She had no right to go and say something like that, and make him feel as though he understood her more than he understood any of his siblings.
He understood faking it – playing pretend and showing one face to the whole world, until you weren’t sure if it was even an act anymore.  Or if you had simply become the lie.
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Love Letters Never Write Themselves  by @lalainajanes
She hears the horse first, the patter hooves on the grass. Caroline walks until she can see around the side of the house, lifting a hand to shade her eyes.
For a second, Caroline wonders if she’s hallucinating because Klaus Mikaelson, of all people, is coming her way. On horseback.
She quickly realizes that she’s firmly planted in reality - her heels are sinking into the grass, and she’s sweated off her foundation. If Klaus were a figment of her imagination, she’d appear flawless and collected to make him regret how he’d left things.
He’s wearing a white shirt, sleeves rolled up, again managing to look like he’d be right at home on the cover of a romance novel.
God, he’s the worst.
Why had no one had bothered to tell her that the gifted alchemist was Klaus? She might have had time to worm her way into another apprenticeship placement. And she definitely wouldn’t have bothered with the cloak.
He appears to notice her, moving to slow the horse. His expression doesn’t indicate recognition. Caroline’s going to chalk that up to how she’s dressed, how neatly her hair is pinned up. Klaus is used to her in her school uniform, had seen her a few times in casual clothes when they’d snuck into the woods around the school so they could talk without dozens upon dozens of prying eyes following them.
He’d even seen her best bra once, had gotten a peek of the matching lace panties before he’d abruptly rolled off of her and fled with muttered apologies.
He hadn’t bothered with another sorry when he’d left the school.
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A VIOLENT KIND OF LOVE   by @cupcakemolotov
Stefan laughed bitterly, hand squeezing his biceps tightly. “We both know that he’ll never forgive today.”  Caroline pinned him with cold eyes. “Of course he won’t. But neither will I, Stefan. You never understood that, did you? Klaus is a monster, yes, but he is my monster.”
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