#klaroline fanfiction

[galvanizedfriend]

Klaroline Fic: The Wolf IV [01/13]

Summary: Five years after the downfall of the Mikaelson family, Caroline returns to New Orleans to fulfill the promise she made to Marcel: one day, she would be back for the man he has been keeping prisoner in the bowels of the old compound, and she would not be leaving without him. But the plans to abandon the city's eternal loop of tragedy behind once and for all are thwarted when a new enemy with unexpected old ties resurfaces, threatening not just Eve's life, but Caroline's as well.

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S04E01 Gather Up the Killers ✨

The thing about finally getting something you longed for what feels like an eternity is the accompanying dread that it might be taken away.

Even after five years, Marcel is still not used to having it. Peace.

Nobody tells you how unsettling peace is. How it manifests as a constant nagging in the back of your mind, like you're forgetting something, getting soft, letting your guard down. It's quiet and harmonious, yes, but it's also a kind of fear. A cold shudder at the pit of your stomach, as though at any second it can all be snatched away from you.

If he doesn't watch himself, it can easily descend into paranoia.

He doesn't think there has been a single day where he hasn't been on full alert mode, looking over his shoulder, watching over the city from his not-so-new penthouse like a vigilante, waiting for the monsters to come out. And then he remembers that there are no monsters anymore. None greater than him, anyway. He is the thing that everybody fears.

He's always tiptoeing around that delicate line separating caution from madness, one sudden move around a corner away from overreaction that could send all the hard-earned balance they've achieved blown into the air.

One wrong move from turning into him.

Read the full chapter here

-- Took forever and a day, but ta-da! Starting part 4 was so much harder than I thought, but well. Here is something! Like I said, I'm not starting a new AO3 story for this, it'll be [22/34] there, but for the sake of being clearer here, I'm using the S4 numbers and a new summary.

I don't have any art or edit or anything to go with this story, so I just searched my old edits folder and found something that more or less applies, so there you go. :D As always, your comments/kudos/reblogs mean the world to me and I really hope you guys enjoy it! Cheers!

#klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #klaroline fic #kc fanfiction #kc fic #kcfic #klarolinefic #klaus x caroline #klaroline shippers club #the originals rewriting #yokan writes #the wolf universe #this is the end you guys! #final stretch! #please forgive my awful editing skills i suck at this #why is prisoner/homeless!klaus so hot? #something about the wild curls and the shirt all ripped around the neck line and those neck chains just 🥵

[rosedforbes]

EVE FORBES-MIKAELSON: GIF EDITION

made this for @galvanizedfriend !!

a gif-set of Eve interacting with her family was probably the only thing missing on my page LMAO I'm sorry this fanfiction got me in chokehold and it's all Yokan's fault.

#i had way too much fun making these #Eve is my daughter sorry not sorry #first time making gifs #so dont come at me for the lipsync im trying my best here #LOOK AT THEM #eve forbes mikaelson #baby eve #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #kol mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #The Wolf #the vampire diaries #the originals #klaroline #klaroline fanfiction

[allthebestnamesweretaken]

Finding a good fanfic that I’m in the mood for in that moment feels like Goldilocks trying to find the right bowl of porridge or bed. This one’s too long, that one’s too short, I’m not in the mood for that kind of AU, that one is more smut than plot and I’m in the mood for plot, etc etc. Then I find one that’s just right…and I fall asleep

Anyways, if you have good Bellarke, Klaroline, or Zutara fic recs please send them my way

#fandom #fanfic #I need more fanfiction #I’m on AO3 and FF.net #Bellarke #zutara fanfiction #bellarke fanfiction #Zutara #klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #fanfic rec #fanfic request #please help me I’m a bit lazy

[definedareasofuncertainty]

And I won't confess that I waited, but I let the lamp burn

As the men masqueraded, I hoped you'd return

With your feet on the ground, tell me all that you'd learned

'Cause love's never lost when perspective is earned

“Hello, love,” he says, trying hard to take a page from his brother’s book on expressionlessness. He is rather certain he fails.

Caroline looks exactly as she had a century ago, when he had last seen her, and yet it is almost as if someone else entirely stares at him now. Such is immortality for those who know how to bear it. Unchanging and revolutionary all at once.

So young, she had been, when he first met her. Now she has grown into the beast the lurks beneath her skin; he can tell just by looking at her. At the strength in her unyielding gaze.

Her lips curl into the tiniest of smiles. “I was afraid you wouldn’t even remember me.”

Klaus doesn’t fight a smile of his own. As if he could ever forget her. As if he could ever quench the fire in his veins at the mere thought that she might be here on a sudden whim to see him. One might think that his feelings tilt the game to her favor but, ah. She has not forgotten him either, you see.

“I was afraid of the very same.” He clicks his tongue. “A year or a century, I said. You didn’t have to be so stubborn.”

Her smile grows wider. Amusement twinkling in her blue eyes like stars. He has missed this. Her. The games and the challenges that have always been used to cover the warmth that lingers behind every interaction.

“Oh, you know how it is. Good things come to those who wait.”

“I’m not known for my patience, as you may recall.”

She rolls her eyes, but he does not miss the way the fingers on her right hand twitch. Her façade of confidence falters. And in one second he can see just how nervous she is by coming here. Scared it might be too late. Scared he might not have waited as he once said he would.

However long it takes.

He swears he can almost see the words reflected in her eyes back at him in the form of a question.

Klaus almost gives into the urge to laugh.

She clears her throat. “I- I did think about-“

He shakes his head, stretching his arm towards her and offering her his hand. “I am sure we can find a way for you to make up for your rudeness throughout your stay. I have had time to plan, you see.”

Caroline raises her brows at him. He doesn’t know why she is here; if for a quick visit or forever. He doesn’t think she knows either. But she lays her hand on top of his and ah- It is as it should be, the course of electricity through his skin.

She meets his eyes as if she feels it, too.

#klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #klaroline fanfic #amandakc #peter is such a good song 😭 #ive had it stuck in my head all day long

[garglyswoof]

I was inspired by @push1na 's amazing klaroline version of Klimt's The Kiss and so wrote a ficlet inspired by it This is me writing on my phone in an airport lounge so hopefully it comes out ok <3

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They come for him while the blooms are still bright, trampling them beneath an army of bootheels, and it's another point against them.

Because she loves the flowers, and he will have to get his minions to replant them when he crushes this threat. He often uses her own words, thrown at him with such vitriol years ago, just to see her eyes roll and barely hide the smile behind. But she's not here with him now. She is safe, he reassures himself.

It's only been a few years with her and he is greedy for a thousand of them. Last month he'd approached her here in this yard, in the suit she'd insisted he wear “for nostalgia reasons, obviously” with the blooms flowering their riotous colors in the golden light of sunset, and kissed her cheek as she stared at him with something that made his heart kick in his chest like a prey animal.

It was terrifying and joyous and his greedy, greedy heart cannot get enough.

He told her so, just a few days before, when he'd learned of this new vampire threat and sent her off to New Orleans despite her furious protests. He couldn't put it into words at the time, that losing her would break him worse than the hunter’s curse ever had. That to touch her was one thing, but to hear her spitfire words only made this stutter step in his heart worse. Instead he’d merely said ‘I need to keep you safe,’ and he knows it wasn't enough. 

He would enjoy his acts of contrition, truth be told, tangled in the sheets with his mouth tracing patterns on her skin.

The wind picks up then, ruffling his hair like it did her dress that golden-tinged summer evening, but this time it carries the scent of vampires instead of Caroline’s own. He keeps his pose casual, hands clasped behind his back, walking back towards the house and avoiding the wildflowers underfoot.  Let them think him clueless and weak, it made their destruction taste almost as sweet as the notes of jasmine in Caroline’s perf-

“No.”

“Yes,” she replies, and he looks up at her, standing in the doorway, her sundress abloom with flowers to match the yard, and his greedy heart thumps.

“They're almost here,.love. If I - if I,” he can't even say it, as if speaking the words could manifest them. He feels the impotent rage rise up, knows his next words will push her away.

Her hand cups his shoulder.and squeezes before he can betray himself. “I know.  But you won't. And you can't ask me to stay away when you're the one in danger. So you're just gonna have to learn to trust me. Plus you just gave me that fancy mini fridge and Im spoiled by how good the wine setting keeps blood at the perfect temperature.”

He grumbles at this, because he doesn't get her choice of diet when she could have it fresh from the tap, but he takes the hand at his shoulder, admiring the glint of sun off of some ancient queen’s ring he'd bestowed upon Caroline, you’ll forgive him for not remembering who, and kisses the palm of her hand, her wrist. 

Her intake of breath is a revelation, as it always is, that she is just as affected as he is. It makes him think that perhaps this madness that takes hold of his greedy heart isn't one-sided. He hoards her gasps like jewels in a dragon’s den. 

The thought steels him and his eyes are wild as he turns to face the onrush that he knows is upon them. Her hand stays clasped in his own, for a moment, and if he has the brief thought of never letting go, it is one borne of a poet’s thoughts that he’ll remember for later, when the path of his brush traps their moments together.

The sun descends, but she still shines to him, monster’s visage above the blooms of her dress, the neckline covered in blood, her hand clutching a still-beating heart. He only has a moment to appreciate her, his brilliant blonde distraction, before he turns back to the fray.

#klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #partially inspired by that post talking about fandom as.a.community and i feel like it os more rare to see fanfic of fanart #anyway let many people be inspired by your art #amd write many fics

[darkestgrays]

spit the blood back, baby

She looked at him straight in the eyes, blue locking with blue, her eyes wide and bright, while flashing him her perfect cheerleader smile. “I need your help.”

He quirked an eyebrow at her. He didn’t think she’d ever been so quite straightforward before. “Well, it must be quite serious if there’s no time for you to play coy first, sweetheart.”

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Don’t pretend like you don’t like it.”

His hand went up to his heart, clutching his chest in mock offense. “Oh, I would never, love. I quite enjoy it as it is the only time you’re ever nice to me.”

(Or, Caroline kills Damon. It spirals from there.)

#klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #klaroline fanfic #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #fanfiction #anti damon salvatore

[morningstargirl666]

what are your top ten favorite klaroline fics?

Ooooo let me think... in no particular order:

The Lost Prince & The Eternal Queen by @3tinkgemini /3tingemini

Oh this is a beloved favourite. Caroline's a werewolf alpha and Klaus, fresh from breaking his curse, searches her pack out to turn them into hybrids. Instead of forces them to turn, Caroline makes a deal with him, teaching him what it means to be who they are, offering him a place in her pack and if by a certain amount of time her pack want to become hybrids, he may turn as many as he wishes. It's got some great lore and delves nicely into Klaus' werewolf side. I adore it.

The Stubborn Grace of Being Loved Regardless by @helpless-in-sleep / perfectpro

Also an all-time favourite, this fic is beautiful. Caroline isn't turned into a vampire and when Klaus rolls into town, she's still human. That doesn't deter his affections. AND DID I MENTION YOU GET TO SEE HIM IN WOLF FORM? NO? WELL YOU DO AND I AM STILL NOT OVER IT 😭😭😭

Wisteria by @little-miss-sunny-daisy / sunnydaisy

Caroline meets Klaus before he comes to Mystic Falls, without realising he is in fact, The Klaus, The Original Hybrid. A beautiful love story unfolds that leaves you all soft and gooey inside.

The Howling by @bellemorte180 / BelleMorte180

I LOVE the idea of this two-shot. It's a werewolf mate au - wherein both Klaus and Caroline are werewolves. There's also ✨Damon murder✨ Need I say more?

From The Eastern Mountains by @cupcakemolotov / Cupcakemolotov

Read this not too long ago actually and kicked myself for not finding it sooner. In between grieving her mother, travelling and finding her own place in the world, Caroline keeps bumping into Klaus. The scene at the market haS changed me on a fundamental level, i even don't know why that scene's the most vivid for me but it is. There's just something so mundane about it. AND HELL YES WE GET KLAUS IN WOLF FORM!!! Go forth and read.

Their Nightly Ritual by bellamywinchester

A fic from my ffnet days, this has got to be a contender for my favourite kc fic of all time. Again, there's just something so mundane about it, even with all the supernatural shenanigans - I guess I have a type? I NEED THE DOMESTICITY OKAY? Caroline and Klaus exchange phone calls while she's in college, diverging from season 5 canon.

Blood and A Quick Murder (and isn't that how it always is?) by @ks-caster / KS_Caster

A beautiful character study on how Caroline will always come first in Klaus' books. It explores a really unique idea I've never seen before, and if you like this one-shot you should definitely check out ks-caster's Red Queen series too, which diverges from canon at season 4.

Till I Tasted You by @kirythestitchwitch / KiryTheStitchWitch

GOD this fic is a favourite because never have I ever been ruined so severely by one line of dialogue: “As if I could be jealous of a boy who has no concept of what it is like to touch the sun and then spend a millennium looking for daylight in every strangers’ face.” YOU SEE??? HOW WILL I FIND LOVE NOW THIS IS MY STANDARD???

[muffled screaming]

Wicked Schemes by willowaus

This one is probably on every klaroline rec list, but eh, I don't care. It's a good classic. I love that its set in New Orleans and Caroline gets her own powers. It also has Klaus in wolf form and any fic that has that instantly earns my seal of approval, as you should know by now.

the fate makes for a lousy poet by @stars-and-darkness / for_darkness_shows_the_stars

I binged this in a morning and after I finished it I was left shell shocked, in that high state after a fic has completely changed you on a spiritual level where you don't know how to move on with your life. I just remember lying atop my bed and staring at the ceiling like??? What do I do now??? What was I doing before I read this??? Fuck if I know. It's an amazing fic, canon divergent from season 3, a tattoo soulmate au with brilliant appearances from Kol, Elijah and Rebekah as well. And hey, in my shell shock after reading it I left an essay-length comment on the fic and now I'm best mates with the author. Our tastes literally align so perfectly it's like we share the same brain cell, so I could probably make a top ten klaroline fic list out of Ella's fics alone - every fic of hers takes all my hopes and dreams and weaves them into art. So check her stuff out, and not just the popular ones either (she's also got an amnesia au in the works which has me FERAL so come help me pester her to finish it)

#klaroline #klaus x caroline #fanfiction #klaroline fanfiction #fic recs #fic rec #fanfic recs #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #anon ask

[mrsmalfoyqueen]

This just came to mind...

Caroline is super angry about something (being kidnapped for the nth time as Klaus-bait) and she comes across Marcel who goes "What brings a beauty like you to my city"... Like father, like son.

Caroline finds out who he is and rants at him basically calling the father-son out for their petty fight and then gives him a message for Klaus (I'll kill you, the century has gone up to a millennium - you know, the usual).

Klaus turns up all worried and "are you alright, love? Who did this to you?" (Squeals)

Caroline turns away from him and goes, "Marcel give your father my message."

And then Marcel goes "Dad, Mom says she's angry with you and...."

Klaus gives the kingdom to Marcel right away 😜

#I'm dying here laughing #klaroline #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #the vampire diaries #klaus x caroline #klaus and caroline #tvd #klaroline fanfiction #the originals #marcel gerard #mom Caroline #someone write this

[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.

#fanfiction #pentopaper23 #fanfic #klaroline #fan fiction #klaroline fanfiction #tvd fanfiction #caroline and klaus #klaus x caroline #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #klaroline fandom #tvd fic #tvd fandom #ao3 fanfic #travel time fic #alternative time travel #time travel #soul mates #fated mates #mates #mating #mating bond

[klarohizzie]

MarvelousKatie really wrote the most tragic fic in history of fanfics like nothing could ever compare to a time travel story where two enemies fall in love only for the man to watch his love die by the hands of his father, going through 500 years of endless pain and misery while trying to raise her back for the dead and failing, not knowing dying actually sent her back to her original time.

#timeless #klaroline #klarolinefic #fanfiction #klaroline fanfiction #klaus and caroline #the vampire diaries #tvd fic

[theshipdiaries]

This Caroline reaction to Klaus being ok with dying

and her little rant about how there are a lot of

things he should want to say to his daughter is so

underrated. Her voice was cracking and she

practically let out a sob. So I turned it into a gif.

#they are the death of me #klaroline #tvd #the vampire diaries #the originals #klaus x caroline #klaroline fanfiction #gif #klaroline gif #caroline forbes #kcedits #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes gif #klaus mikaelson gif #5x12 #5.12

[galvanizedfriend]

It has just been brought to my attention (thanks, @deehellcat!) that someone by the pen name of J.D Geraghty and Plush Books has copied one of my fics and published it as an original book on Amazon. I was told it was We'll Always Have New Orleans, but I couldn't actually find that one on their list. I did find The Wolf, though. They didn't change anything, even the summary is the same (even the font on the "cover").

This person has HUNDREDS of books on Amazon. On the supernatural/vampires/werewolves section alone I saw other KC stories, even one I recognized by @willowaus (being sold on print form as well). So I highly suggest that anybody with published fics out there, be it on tumblr, wattpad, AO3, anything, check this person's profile on Amazon. A quick twitter search showed me they've been identified as stealing stuff from other fandoms as well. There are definitely some Teen Wolf and other Vampire Diaries stuff there. Some of it seems to be rather recent (The Wolf was published on Amazon this November). They've also published some of this stuff on Barnes and Noble.

I am trying to figure out how to file a plagiarism complaint on Amazon. The form is not really that intuitive, so I'm not sure how to do it exactly. If anybody has dealt with this before and has any idea on how to address it, I'm all ears. I would really love some tips on how to procede here, because I have no clue and am kind of in shock right now.

Also, would really appreciate a reblog here so that other authors out there might become aware of their stories being stolen.

#fanfiction #klaroline fanfiction #fandom #plagiarized fanfiction #J.D Geraghty #Plush Books #this is so crazy #plushbooks person has 45 pages of published content since early november #imagine the number of fics stolen

[rosedforbes]

KLAROLINE IN THE WOLF

everyone knows how much obsessed i am about this trilogy-fanfic written by our amazing @galvanizedfriend !

so, when I found these photos, I couldn't resist. I HAD TO DO THIS!

[ DISCLAIMER! if you want to read/haven't finished reading TW, there might be some spoilers! ]

[1 pic] Klaus and Caroline in TW II when they got Eve back after 6 months

[2 pic] Klaroeve in TW III ; chap 18, when Klaus and Caroline took Evie home from the Bayou

[3 pic] Klaus and Caroline in TWO after their fight about what happened at Tristan's

[4 pic] Klaroline during TW III Christmas party!

[5+6 pics] WHAT I NEED FROM TW III OR AT LEAST TW IV.

okay, that's it, enough hyperfixating for one day. have a good one and PLEASE check out Yokan's FF!

#klaroline #the vampire diaries #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #the originals #tvd #the wolf #klaroline fanfiction #klaroline fanfic

[allthebestnamesweretaken]

One of my favorite Klaroline fics is a somewhat “soulmates in every universe” type story that has Klaus finding Caroline over and over again and I love it to pieces. Granted it’s just time traveling so they’re technically in the same universe each time but still. Its Pendulum by Yokan on ao3 and I highly recommend it

#klaroline fanfiction #klaus mikaelson #klaroline #caroline forbes #enemies to lovers #the vampire diaries #the originals #ao3 #ao3 fanfic

[definedareasofuncertainty]

Hi friend, how are you 😙

I have some lyrics for yooooooou 💕

They shake their heads saying: God, help her, when I tell 'em he's my man But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger I can fix him, no, really, I can And only I can

“Caroline, you can’t go after him! He will kill you!” Elena yelled, grabbing hold of her arm to stop her.

Her words barely registered. Not when the searing pain in Caroline’s chest kept flaring up, accompanied a perhaps inexplicable anger. How could they have done this without telling her? If they had just said something- if they had just remembered to include her for once, then she could’ve made them see reason. She could have prevented all of this.

A body was laid on Elena’s living room; it looked half destroyed and ashen. She could still recognize it as Kol’s.

She’d never interacted with him much, and, truth be told, she hadn’t exactly been planning on extending her time in his company. And yet- a knot formed in her throat anyway. Where was Klaus?

“He will be back any time to kill you all! You murdered his brother. One he actually cared about. This is not like anything else- He will not let this go, Elena. I have to- if I talk to him, maybe I can convince him to let you go. Or at least buy you time. I-“

Her voice broke off. What was that conversation going to be like? How could she convince him not to avenge his little brother’s death? But if she didn’t say anything… He would come after her friends. She was the only one who could prevent more bloodshed. Would he even listen to her? Would he believe her when she told him she hadn’t known?

Klaus knows you, a voice whispered in the back of her mine. He had always been able to tell when she was telling the truth. Had always been able to see through her, to see her entirely. It would have to be enough. It would be enough.

“Why do you think he will listen to you? He is murderous, Caroline. You can’t distract him this time. I won’t let you put yourself in danger so that-

“I will not be in danger,” she said firmly. Too firmly. With too much certainty.

Elena faltered. Eyes widening in surprise then brows furrowing. “How do you know that?”

Caroline felt her heart racing. Her lips parted and closed twice, as she tried to find the words to form a confession. Her eloquence fell short for once, and she was left in silence, staring at her friend as her face betrayed far too much emotion. Guilt at secret she had been hiding. Hurt. Anger. And something that was beginning to look a lot like love.

“Elena.” It was Stefan who broke the silence. The look in his eyes too understanding.

Elena’s face crumbled, her mouth opening as understanding dawned upon her. “Oh, no. Care. What have you done?”

Caroline squared back her shoulders. “He won’t hurt me.”

send me lyrics from ttpd and i’ll write a minidrabble 🤍🖤

#klaroline #klaroline fanfic #klaroline fanfiction #galvanizedfriend #does this make sense with the lyrics? BARELY #does this make sense at all? cant tell #but first thing ive written in literal months 🥹 #there you go friend #thanks for the prompt ❤️

[garglyswoof]

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌 :)

Thanks kat! I think you're pretty awesome too. And i never quite know what to say so here have some established 'please dont examine the plot too closely i would need 4k more to make this make sense dont yell at me' klaroline as my thanks.

It is winter when they bring him back. The spell sends twelve witches to their knees, blood a bright bloom against the snow’s backdrop. She holds Klaus’ hand in her own, squeezing it tight for both their sakes. His eyes betray him like they always do, a forced hardness that can't remotely hide his fear and anticipation. His thumb makes soft circles on her skin, and she breathes a plumed breath that stretches out in the cold.

perducat eum ad vitam The chant continues, though the witches’ voices are weaker now. Caroline has been preparing this for months, but her heart is still in her throat. This is much more than a Miss Mystic Falls pageant. She looks up and searches Klaus's face, watching his jaw clench as he studies the tableau before him, the stench of herbs and the circle of salt that’s melted away the snow down to the forest floor. The chant swirls in the air and Caroline can feel the power in the spell gathering. She strains her eyes, an old human convention, to see if she can notice the change in the Veil, but there's nothing yet. She breathes a slow breath in and out again.and her breath unfurls its flag.

He breaks the silence then. “Whatever comes of this, it’s okay,” and she loves him for it because it is the most un-Klaus possible thing to say but he is reacting to her anxiety, seeking to destroy it. That’s the only word for it. Gentle destruction to be sure, but still his nature. She turns her head and kisses his cheek, softly.

The earth rumbles, snow shaking off the boughs of trees, scattering the witches as the ground splits violently. There. She sees it, a shimmering curtain of light, and a figure behind. A thin arm stretches through, then a leg, then he is there. He looks so young and Caroline’s heart breaks as Klaus’ breath stutters in his lungs at the sight of his long-lost brother, Henrik.

#the-road-betwixt #klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #evanescence in latin is making me laugh