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This was created for the Klaroline Fall Bingo Event @klarolinefallbingo.

Prompt: “You are the treat, sweetheart.”

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           It wasn’t the worst heartbreak story Caroline had heard. But it definitely was the worst this season. The angry murder swans were an interesting plot twist though. She wiped down the bar, eyeing the clock before she announced, “Last call, everybody!”

           She turned to the adorable drunk resting his head on the wet rings the bottles and glasses had left behind. Klaus had spent the evening raking his fingers through his dirty blonde curls, double-fisting shots and Ward Eights when he wasn’t berating his ex-fiancé. “So, your ex, this…um…something that sounded like ‘tater tot’, walked down the aisle, stood at the altar with you in front of a church stuffed full of your friends and family, and announced that she’s been banging your brother for months and wants to marry him instead.”

           He squinted up at her, as though slowing piecing together her words. Letting out an unexpectedly boisterous guffaw, he said, “It was Tatia, actually. But tater tot is considerably more appropriate — often greasy, grows disappointingly cold, and an unpleasant aftertaste.” Fishing around in one pocket, he flashed her a devilish smirk that she would’ve found charming if it wasn’t for the bit of drool as he slurred his words, “Elijah’s welcome to her, but he’ll have to make it official without our grandmother’s ring.” He triumphantly slammed a beautiful antique ring on her bar, the neon lights making the diamonds and pearls twinkle.  

           Caroline let out a small gasp as she studied the delicate floral pattern the gemstones made. For some reason, she felt ridiculously pleased that Tatia didn’t get her grubby cheater’s hands on such a lovely piece of jewelry. “I know I shouldn’t ask, but morbid curiosity is winning right now. Did your other brother release the angry murder swans as a distraction just so you could steal back the ring?”

           “A happy accident, love. Kol thrives on chaos and he nipped out to the reception area to let them out of the paddock just to see what would happen. I took advantage of the riot that ensued once the swans started attacking the outlandish lace train of Tatia’s dress and swiped the ring.” His smile was more of a grimace, but at least he chuckled as he said, “I escaped before I saw the worst of it, but I’ve been told that by the time the swans were under control, Tatia was wearing shredded bits of overpriced lace and feathers, and both she and Elijah were smeared in droppings.”  

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New Klaroline Event!

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Attention Klaroliners!

The music site 8tracks, where we've hosted our playlist gifts, is going to be shutting down at the end of the month, which means any lovely Klaroline playlists that have been gifted over the years will be lost. But fear not, you can export your favorites to Spotify in the next few days so you don't lose all those Klaroline feels for good!

Please check out our playlist tag #klaroline playlist or #klaroline fanmix or our gift masterposts to find all the amazing playlists made by talented Klaroliners.

Also visit our other gift exchange pages, @klarolinewinterwonderland and @klarolinevalentines, for any playlists created under those exchanges as well!

Thank you again to all the creators for these playlists we've been able to enjoy for so long, and hopefully keep enjoying in the future :)

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KLAROLINE REWIND

Ever wish you could go back in time and change the past? 

Ever wish Caroline Forbes and Klaus Mikaelson got their happily ever after?

If you answered yes to both, we hear you! 

As we approach the anniversary of that Originals finale (that granted most of us would like to forget) the team wanted to give the fandom an opportunity to rewind time and make some good memories. We’d like to celebrate Klaroline and what could have been; past, present, and future.  

On August 1st and 2nd, give us all your drabbles, gifs, graphics, videos, aesthetics, headcanons, rants and anything else about our favorite couple during the series and beyond. 

Just remember to tag your works #klarolinerewind so we can share them with everyone!

Huge thanks also to the talented @joey-prue for the gorgeous gif she made for this event.

- Your Klaroline Infinity Team  

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Countdown to a Kiss

Ten…

Golden champagne sloshed at the impact, bubbles popping under his nose as he was jostled from behind.

The annoyed response died on his lips as he turned, breath stolen from his lungs, flute discarded on a nearby table.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, and the face of a heartbreaker.

“Caroline?”

Nine…

It had been months since he’d seen her. Months since they had finally given in to the tension between them, falling into bed together. Months since tangled limbs, kiss bruised skin, blonde hair spilled across his pillow.

Months since the happiest night of Klaus’ life.

Months since he’d woken to an empty bed.

Candy red lips parted in surprise, blue eyes shining with more than shock.

Eight…

“Klaus… I didn’t, sorry, I just, I…”

Stuttered words mirrored her movements, his hand barely managing to catch her arm before she fled.

Seven…

“Caroline, please. Don’t go.” Not again.

Cerulean eyes met dusky blue. A thousand words passed between them, unspoken.

Six…

But still-

“I was scared.”

Blurted out of nowhere, but the context was clear to him.

He waited.

Five…

“I didn’t want to hurt you.” Didn’t want to be hurt.

His hand slid down her goosebumped arm, grasping her fingers within his, heart soaring when she squeezed back.

Four…

“Stay.”

A hesitant smile, a step forward, polished black shoe tips meeting silver pumps.

Three…

“Stay with me, love.”

Fingers threaded through silky blonde curls, cradling her head as she leaned into the touch.

Two…

“I promise.”

Twin smiles as two pairs of lips moved towards each other, as if drawn together by an insurmountable force.

Not that either wished to overcome it.

One…

Eyes closed, fingers tightened, lips met.

The world faded around them, champagne long forgotten, effervescence of a different kind spilled into them through their lips.

Happy New Year!

And to new beginnings.

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Klaroeve Soiree - Day 3

Caroline has a list of resolutions she is bound and determined to achieve this year, a list that includes not flirting with her cute neighbor.

Story coming soon…

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Please join us for a champagne toast as we countdown to midnight. We’ll ring in the new year with confetti - and perhaps a kiss - and share our resolutions.

We can’t wait to see what holiday/new year’s themed goodies you come up with through aesthetics, drabbles, graphics, gifs and videos. Blow us away with your celebratory treats!

Remember also to tag your creations with #klaroeve so we can reblog them over the next three days. Happy creating, lovelies!

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Happy New Year -  Klaroeve Soiree Event

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When The Lights Go Out

For Klaroeve mini drabbles: “Power’s out on the whole block and we’re stuck in this elevator together on New Year’s Eve.”

“What was that sound?” Caroline asked nervously, hanging onto the wall for dear life. She was trying to keep calm but every moment hanging in possible darkened suspension wasn’t helping.

“Well, given the lack of lighting and the fact we’re not moving I’d assume the lift is stuck.”

“Stuck? No, that can’t be right, because Caroline Forbes doesn’t get stuck in lifts, it just never happens.”

“How about speaking in the third person, does that happen at all?”

“Cute,” she scowled. “Do you even have qualifications in elevator management? Or am I stuck here with just some imbecile who likes to antagonise people for fun.”

“Anyone tell you that you have a big stick up your…”

“Anyone tell you to mind your manners.”

“Not since I was nine,” he laughed. “You really need to calm down, love.”

“Easier said than done,” she muttered, deciding that sitting down was probably a better option. 

From this vantage point it gave her a better view of her irritating lift mate. He was cute, unfortunately. Caroline was hoping he’d be the absolute opposite but in those fitted jeans and white henley there was no mistaking his more attractive, physical attributes.

“So, can you fix it then? I have places to be, it’s New Year’s Eve and the busiest night of the year.”

“Well, good luck sweetheart. I’m not your maintenance guy, in case you were wondering,” he scoffed, taking a seat beside her, his arm rubbing against hers accidentally. Not that she’d admit it aloud but it felt good. 

Really good.

“Well that’s a shame,” she muttered, trying to disguise her reaction. It wasn’t everyday that she’d find herself in this situation. “So, what are we supposed to do now?”

“Eye Spy?”

“Excuse me?”

“It’s a game I used to play with my grandparents in the car on long road trips across England.”

“And you’re saying we’re going to be here for a while?” She baulked. “That’s really not going to work for me.”

“Well, it’s going to have to, love. Anyone tell you that you’re extremely demanding and impatient?”

“Only if they want to lose an eye,” she growled. “I was due in the ER fifteen minutes ago, it’s our busiest time of the year.”

“I hope you don’t use that harsh terminology with your patients.”

“Please tell me we can get out of here so I don’t need to hear those little comebacks which you obviously think are quirky.”

“Being rude doesn’t mean you’re going to get out of here any quicker,” he chided, noting just how gorgeous she was albeit dressed in scrubs and wearing a filthy look on her face. “How about you just lighten up a bit?”

Before she could respond, and given the way her face was contorted Klaus knew it was going to be bad, the lift dinged and they made their way to the ground floor unscathed, well physically. 

Klaus gathered his belongings and made his way to his destination. The snow was thick but he was determined to be there for his show. Walking inside the smell was a little confronting as usual but also very familiar at least. 

“What’s up, Annabelle?” He asked, making sure his face paint was fresh and his nose was secure while handing her a fluffy toy. Of course she wasn’t well given her sunken eyes and pale complexion but it was his job to try and make that go away even if it never did. 

She took the toy and hugged it, Klaus couldn’t remember how many times that made his heart swell. Before he could continue someone interrupted. 

“How is everything over here, Annabelle?” She asked, too distracted by her clipboard to look up. Klaus knew exactly who she was and what she needed. He pulled some balloons from his pocket and began to blow. It was only then she stopped to look. Her eyebrows rising curiously. 

“I see, uh, you’ve been busy,” she murmured. “Anything I can help you with?” Klaus only smiled, passing her a balloon so she could assist. 

“I’m not very good at these,” she whispered. 

“Well, it has to be better than how you handle enclosed spaces, or is that just because you were with yours truly?”

“Stop talking and start creating,” she growled. “You have a lot to prove, Annabelle is waiting after all.”

“Whatever you say, ma’am,” he smiled, squeezing her hand. “We’ve got this.”

And they did, next time they were both stuck in the elevator it wasn’t so much an unfortunate incident but a few extra minutes to mess around. If only the lift would malfunction as it had on New Year’s Eve though.

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Dr Feelgood

For Klaroeve - Mini drabbles - “This is the last time I’m spending New Year’s Eve in the Emergency room!” 

As usual it was packed with an assortment of people sporting interesting and mainly drunken-induced injuries. The last thing Caroline knew they were dancing at Ophelia in Midtown and the next Kol was lying sprawled out cold on the floor.

She thought he was joking at first, he was as clumsy as they came, but after not moving for a full thirty seconds she’d relented and helped Bonnie rescue him from the throng of people. Now here they were, yet again. She was going to kill Bonnie for having a boyfriend that had a tendency to ruin all of the most notable of occasions. 

“This is the last time I’m spending New Year’s Eve in the emergency room!”

“You said that last year,” Bonnie noted.

“And the year before, darling…”

“Aren’t you supposed to be concussed, or were you just being a big, old wuss, Mikaelson?” 

“You really missed your calling, Forbes.” She smiled, against her better judgment. Klaus always had that effect on her. “You should have become a doctor, your bedside manner really would have blown all the patients away.”

“Says the guy who works every New Year’s Eve and makes me tend to his idiotic brother.” 

“Who do you think cleaned up after his New Year’s injuries before then, love?” 

Caroline hated Klaus Mikaelson when they first met. It was Easter three years ago and Bonnie had insisted she come along to lunch for support. She’d recently started seeing Kol and given he came from a wealthy family and his mother was scary she’d reluctantly agreed.

On first impressions Caroline thought Klaus was conceited, frustrating and too liberal with those dimples. He was a Doctor at Lenox Hill Hospital in Manhattan and his mother couldn’t be prouder, given how much she talked about it during lunch. No wonder he was so conceited.

Over the years they’d learned to co-exist but their arguments were bordering on a dangerous flirtation. Caroline had no intention of falling for his charms. 

“Put him in examination room 7,” Klaus told the nurse. “It should be straight forward. No doubt some fluids and a slap on the face will do the trick.” The nurse led Kol and Bonnie away.

“Can I slap him on the face? Pretty please?” She begged, trying to ignore just how gorgeous Klaus looked in those scrubs even as a thirty hour shift was coming to an end.

“How about we make a deal?” His dimples were in full force and those crimson lips were hypnotising her. 

“Well, that all depends,” she smiled. “What do you want?”

“I’ll let you slap my brother if I can take you out for pie when we get out of here. Does that sound fair?” He looked so adorable and Caroline was feeling her willpower slipping away.

“If it’s peach pie you’ve got a deal,” she laughed, shaking his hand and not expecting his touch to have quite the effect it did. “And extra cream.”

“I think we can make that happen, love.”

Pie turned into a date and another date turned into lunch at his parent’s home. As for New Year’s Eve, they travelled to Paris so that they didn’t have to deal with Kol and the emergency room again. It didn’t stop him from calling them incessantly though.

When they got married, Caroline accepted that Kol was part of the package. But she always made sure New Year’s Eve was celebrated at home away from sharp objects and with a doctor on stand-by.

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For Klaroeve - Happy New Year everyone! I hope 2019 is everything you want it to be and more. 

If I Ain’t Got You

“We’re two celebrities co-hosting New Year’s Rockin’ Eve and we hate each other but we’re contractually obligated to kiss” 

Times Square, two hours ‘till the Ball drops

Some people live for the fortune…

“What the hell was that?” She demanded as they walked off stage. They’d just introduced Taylor Swift and the crowd was roaring but Caroline still managed to find some volume given her growing anger. Klaus Mikaelson brought it out in her after all. 

“What was what?” He mimicked. 

“There’s that maturity I’ve missed so much,” she drawled, turning to face him hands on hips. 

“There’s that nagging I’ve missed so much,” he shot back. She was trying to ignore just how delicious he looked and smelled but it was a little difficult since they were stuck hosting the show together. His black suit fitted him like a second skin and the spicy scent of his aftershave was messing with her concentration. Bastard. “So, what exactly did I do wrong, princess?”

“Well, calling me that for starters,” she growled. “Maybe we have to pretend to play happy families on stage but quit touching my ass.”

“You wish,” he scoffed, those dark, blue eyes rolling on cue. “It’s called the lower back for your information. Look it up, Forbes.”

“Trust me, I know what my lower back is and what it isn’t,” she hissed, noticing a few interested glances from the backstage crew. They were supposed to be a happily married couple so she didn’t want to draw any more attention than was absolutely necessary. She pulled him aside, checking no one was eavesdropping. “This is a family show, so you better start acting like it, Mikaelson.”

What she hadn’t intended was for someone to rush past and push her into him. His chest was just as toned as she remembered and those dimples just as disarming from this close range. Caroline wanted to hate him but was finding that more and more difficult since they’d been thrown together again. He raised his eyebrows curiously, licking those crimson lips as he did.  

“Is the lecture over or can I go now, mum?” 

“You are unbelievable,” she groaned but he was gone before she could go into another tirade about his terrible character traits. The sooner she divorced his smug ass the better.

Times Square, one hour ‘till the ball drops

Some people live for the fame…

“What was that all about?” It was his turn to ask now as they descended the stage for another break in programming. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she drawled. Klaus was trying all he could not to stare at her hips as they swayed hypnotically in that little, black dress. Klaus knew she was beautiful but why did she have to be more so tonight? Yes, he was an actor by trade but it was taking all his willpower not to react, much less touch her. “You were practically all over him.”

“Him as in Justin Bieber?” She baulked. “He’s a child and I’d rather not earn the wrath of millions of teenagers on social media tonight. Not that it’s any of your business, Klaus.”

“Well, you could have fooled me,” he muttered. 

“So, you can give autographs to Little Mix while they fawn all over you but I’m not allowed to be in arms distance of Justin Bieber? You know the same guy who is also on my record label?”

“For someone who pretends she doesn’t care, you’ve certainly been paying attention to my movements.”

When Klaus first made the big time in acting one of his co-stars told him that happy marriages in the entertainment industry were an enigma. Coming from parents who’d been together for forty years and had raised six children, Klaus thought his co-star was just being cynical - he had been married a few times at that point.

But upon closer inspection, Klaus realised it was true and although he could have practically any woman he wanted, he wanted something more. Someone more. 

He still remembered the day he was waiting to be called to set and her video came on television. Not only was she stunning but she had the most amazing voice he’d ever heard. Suddenly, he wanted to be transported from the make-up trailer and into her video. That’s when he got an idea.

“It’s difficult not to,” she murmured, her expression softening briefly and breaking him from his memories. “This isn’t exactly how I imagined spending New Year’s Eve.”

“No, me neither, love,” he offered, bringing his hand up to brush a stray lock of hair from her face. “Caroline, I want…”

“You’re due back on stage,” the Director yelled, interrupting their brief reverie. Klaus lowered his hand but his gaze never left hers. He was sending a silent message that this wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

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Klaus and Caroline Winter Vacation → Christmas and New Year

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Klaus & Caroline Winter Vacation Aesthetic - Klaroeve Soiree Event

Happy New Year Eve to the Klaroline Fandom. Special  shout-out to @howeverlongs @austennerdita2533 @misssophiachase @accidental-rambler @eternityofrose @buckybarsn @gooddame @klausmikelsons

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Please join us for a champagne toast as we countdown to midnight. We’ll ring in the new year with confetti - and perhaps a kiss - and share our resolutions.

We can’t wait to see what holiday/new year’s themed goodies you come up with through aesthetics, drabbles, graphics, gifs and videos. Blow us away with your celebratory treats!

Remember also to tag your creations with #klaroeve so we can reblog them over the next three days. Happy creating, lovelies!

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Please join us for a champagne toast as we countdown to midnight. We’ll ring in the new year with confetti - and perhaps a kiss - and share our resolutions.

We can’t wait to see what holiday/new year’s themed goodies you come up with through aesthetics, drabbles, graphics, gifs and videos. Blow us away with your celebratory treats!

Remember also to tag your creations with #klaroeve so we can reblog them over the next three days. Happy creating, lovelies!