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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!

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?” 

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.

Of course, this is generally what happens in romantic comedies and we’d love to see you bring all of the bolded terms to life through gif sets, drabbles, aesthetics, videos and graphics.  

But if you need some other suggestions how about these more unpredictable options this KlaroEve?

Klaus and Caroline are strangers and fight over the last bottle of champagne at the store.

Klaus and Caroline get a little too drunk at a New Year’s Eve Party…

Caroline gets confetti in her hair… Klaus notices

Klaus and Caroline arrive separately to a New Year’s Party, and end up standing next to each other during the countdown to midnight.

Klaus is not sure of the words to Auld Lang Syne… Caroline helps him out

Someone ‘accidentally’ left the Christmas misteltoe up at the New Year’s Eve party…

Klaus and Caroline are in different timezones but still manage to spend New Year’s together.

Caroline loves to dance at parties… Klaus not so much.

Klaus is returning a Christmas present to the store where Caroline works..

Now that we have filled you with prompt ideas, we are looking forward to seeing you create some new years/holiday themed works of your choice from December 30 - January 1st. 

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.”

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!

For @misssophiachase

Caroline Forbes is going to be a star. Or she will, once she figures out what dark secrets are indirectly threatening her career from the shadows of the city; specifically, the ones from the wannabe homme fatale that comes to all her concerts.

For @misssophiachase

Trickster!Klaus + Vampire!Caroline

Growing up at court, among the rest of the nobility, Caroline was accustomed to a fair amount of intrigues and powerplays. But getting caught between the mysterious feud between Klaus Mikaelson and Katherina Petrova might prove to be a little over her head.

But after being transformed, a new world seems to open around her. Immortality is a gift, even more so with a friend with special powers of her own by your side.

And through it all, in every city, in every alley, in every sinister wood, there’s him, her one constant. Klaus, with his million wiles and his treacherous smile and his deceptively charming voice. Sometimes friend, sometimes foe, and always confusing.