#definedareasofuncertainty

I also told you all about this one (like I don't immediately tell you when I'm being stupid and coming up with something else I'll plan from start to finish and then never write 🥲).

honey just put your sweet lips on my lips

we should just kiss like real people do (x)

Original! KC moodboard

I love him, not for the way he silenced my demons, but for the way his demons danced with mine.

for @definedareasofuncertainty🖤

Seeing as she wasn't a wolf, there was a lot of mate-related stuff Caroline didn't know despite having one herself.

Something she did know, however, was how clingy they were. Klaus, her somewhat lovable wolf lover, was quite practically her stalker because of his inability to not be around her (cue eye roll from Caroline), and well, she'd gotten used to it — it's not like it was a chore to be around him and she couldn't lie and say him wanting to spend so much time around her wasn't an ego booster.

Something she did not expect, however, was for Klaus to be just as clingy in wolf form.

Caroline knew of the pull to turn and be with the moon that wolves felt during the full moon, and just because Klaus was a hybrid and didn't have to turn didn't mean he wouldn't feel the pull of the moon too. She encouraged him to turn and promised to wait up for him with a change of clothes and warmth (the cuddles he so often stole from her), but she came to learn early on that she didn't have to wait up for him.

"Seriously?!" Caroline exclaimed, hearing the pawing at the front door.

She stood up from the couch with a sigh and made her way to the door. She opened the oak door and it revealed a big white wolf, with a bird in its teeth, looking up at her with literal puppy eyes.

Even if this had been her first time seeing him, there wouldn't have been a shred of doubt in her mind of this being Klaus. He was giving her the same exact puppy eyes he gave her normally when he wanted something.

He dropped the bird onto the porch and looked up at her expectantly. A part of being a wolf was making sure your mate was fed so, he always ended up dropping dead animals on the porch for her to drink from, and while flattered, she'd preferred not resorting to the bunny diet, thank you very much (it's the thought that counts, she supposes).

She rolled her eyes, crouched down, and stroked his soft fur. "Thank you, Klaus."

He nodded, exuding his usual proudness and without a warning, slipped inside. Caroline wasn't the least bit surprised, she just hoped he didn't get fur everywhere.

She closed the door and when she turned around, found Klaus just sitting there, waiting for her, panting with his tongue out.

She sighed, it seemed like her plans for that night were gone. "Okay come on."

She walked away, Klaus padding across the floors close behind her. She sat down and Klaus easily jumped next to her on the couch.

"You better not get any fur on the couch," she warned, pointing her index finger at him. He just blinked at her, and then after a beat, proceeded to jump on her and lick her face — apparently even wolf Klaus liked it when she was demanding.

"Klaus," she laughed pushing him off of her. "Stop slobbering all over me. If you want to kiss me, you're going to have to wait until you can't get your fur in my mouth."

Once he'd stopped licking her face (and she was so sure wolf Klaus was aware it annoyed her, she was sure) he settled down with his head on her lap.

She leaned down on the couch because Klaus was freaking heavy and she knew he wasn't going to be moving anytime soon (keeping her in place with only him for company, real possessive of him) and threaded her fingers through his fur.

There was something about stroking his soft fur as he kept his weight on her protectively, she quickly felt herself drifting off to sleep.

"If you get all smirk-y about this in the morning I'm keeping you outside next month," she warned sleepily, hearing him growl quietly at that. "Mhm, you heard me, keep that in mind for tomorrow."

Hey!!!I'm sorry your edit took a while but I just loved this prompt soooo much, it inspired me and put me to work with all the excitement I was missing for a long time. Thank you so much for the prompt <333 I had so much fun doing this I hope you like it too!

Here are some headcanons for the AU:

Klaus as hades is mythologically the deity under whose regime, gemstones and precious metal mined from the earth fall, soooo Klaus rocks a ton of jewelry in this au: He wears rings and bracelets and obviously his iconic necklaces, But my fixation here is his sexy artist hands + RINGS!!!! Like omg please He'd look so badass and hot I can't even.

Caroline in this au has tattoos!! of her favourite blooms and flowers. Like oof she's gonna look so freaking pretty with all that beautiful splash of colour and nature all over her skin like asdfghjkl *dreamy bisexual sigh*

Klaus rides a bike in this AU because so far unfortunately I have not come across a single Biker!Klaus au which is a goddamn shame if you ask me, so I just thought what if I just give me what me wants.

Klaus gives Caroline the prettiest jewelry allll the time and some times he stores a drop of water from the rivers that flow in his realm in them so that it echoes both the wails and screams of the dead and the eternal spring breeze of Elysium to remind Caroline of home when they're above the surface.

And the Plot Bunny I came up with:

Klaus in this AU does not kidnap Caroline or anything, their meet cute here is um... quite different:

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Klaus approaches Caroline with a job offer; He requires a pair of eyes and ears loyal to him amongst the Olympians, he requires a mole, if you will; he believes there is deceit rampant in the courts of Olympus, subterfuge that would attempt to overthrow him from his rightful place as King of the Underworld, so he enlists the Goddess of spring: Caroline to be his little double agent in their conspiracy. He chooses Caroline for plenty of pragmatic reasons: She was an overlooked and constantly underestimated minor goddess with a single-minded nearly unstoppable diligence for every task she uptakes. He once saw, rather felt, the shadowed little goddess quietly nursing this blooming thirst for power in her chest just as potent as her yearning for freedom with the same delicacy and purpose with which she tended to her flowers, and all he could see was how exquisitely Olympus would fall at his feet if he wielded her right; practically a perfect fit for the job if you ask him.

Her being the goddess of light, of spring, of everything that he is denied in his cold sunless Kingdom of eternal winters, only added to why she was the key to his machinations coming to life: no one would suspect even the slightest possibility of a connection between them.

But as they worked together, between all the clandestine meetings standing on opposite sides of the veil guarding the underworld, and the inconspicuous notes clasped in the talons of his ravens flying back and forth, her spring time breeze that she lends to his faultless little Elysium carrying her voice with an echo so sweet, tortured souls turn their heads in hope, he is reminded that even hell has a heart beating away, pumping and pulling it's fire and sulphur through his Kingdom; he is reminded that this heart is caged within his chest, a ferocious little thing thumping away harder than he has ever heard it before only to tell him: The heart wants Caroline just as the realm wants it's Queen.

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Write and share the first sentence of a new fic. Just that.

When Elizabeth Forbes passed away at only 49 years of age, all she left her only daughter with was a modest two-bedrooms in Mystic Falls, a small but well-established guided tours company specialized in exploring the vast supernatural history of their town and a broken heart.

(This is such a crappy opening line, I'm pretty sure I'd change it if I ever got to writing this seriously 😂)

Share a snippet from a wip without giving any context for it.

Bear in mind this hasn't been edited and it's probably crap. 🥲 It's from TW4x01.

"Mom!" Caroline immediately puts down her pen, sits up straight. Alarm bells ring madly inside her head as every single one of her acutely developed fight instincts kicks in, all at once, at the sound of her daughter's voice. The slightest bit of disturbance these days is enough to get Caroline's fangs out, ready to strike. It's not that the last five years have made her paranoid. A bit jittery, more distrustful and cagey, sure. But not paranoid. It's not paranoia if the threat is real. It takes her a long beat to assess that Eve didn't sound scared or distressed. Caroline has, unfortunately, heard those screams before; the sound of Eve's fear has been seared onto her brain. No, this was her excited voice. The mom she uses when a squirrel or a dear shows up in the front yard, or when she's just managed to crack a spell she had been trying to get right for ages, or when she finds one of Caroline's favorite movies on TV and wants them to watch it together for the millionth time - it's either The Notebook or It's a Wonderful Life. In this case, however, Caroline quickly realizes it's a fourth - and slightly more worrisome - option: they have a visitor. She hears the approaching car. Not exactly at the house yet, but close enough that she can recognize it. Caroline's shoulders drop with a long sigh, but the relief is short-lived. It's not a threat, but her chest tightens with apprehension when she remembers what the visitor is supposed to be bringing her. After five long years, today could finally - finally - be the day Caroline gets her life back.

Any writing advice that works for you and you feel like sharing?

I'm such a mess, friend 😂 I have no useful writing advices. I just write whatever comes to me, whenever it comes to me, and hope that it turns out to be readable later. 😂

Friend, I'm pretty sure I've already told you all about them at some point because you hear all about my dumb ideas. 🥲 But I actually started this arranged marriage one last week, so maybe I didn't share. ✨ Arranged Marriage is basically what it says on the tin. lol I was reading this romance book that had a trope like this and then started coming up with a KC version, EXCEPT. Because I'm me, I got Elijah in the middle of it. 😙 So it's like Caroline's father is a crook who blackmails the Mikaelsons into marrying his daughter because he's obsessed with getting power and influence (I don't think I've ever written a single story where Bill isn't a dick) and they are the closest thing to royalty you have in New York's high society (think Gilded Age, but it's the 2000s). And she ends up engaged to Klaus while they come up with a way to neutralize the threat and destroy the enemy (the enemy being her father), except she doesn't know anything. So there's a bit of an enemies-to-lovers vibe, but there's also Elijah starting to fall for her, and then there's jealous Klaus, and the situation where she eventually finds out the truth. Honestly, it's just a trope fest. Sounds insane because it is, but I promise there's context. 😂