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Prompt: Football season

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           Were humans always this loud? Klaus growled as he took another gulp of his unpleasantly warm beer, barely resisting the urge not to compel the bellowing louts in the seats below him. He grit his teeth at the hollow popping noise the bleachers made all around him every time the insipid humans clumsily walked around.

           “I haven’t seen you this miserable since the Black Death made all of the peasants taste acidic,” Elijah unexpectedly told him, mirth twinkling in his dark eyes as he sat down.

           Stiffening slightly, Klaus flicked his gaze over his brother’s impeccably tailored, double-breasted suit and said derisively, “And you look more out of place than the time you wandered into Woodstock.”

           The screeching of the humans along with the pedantic, off-key sounds of the band signified that the lumbering buffoons on the field must have made a favorable play. Pleased to see Elijah momentarily was distracted by the giggling teenage girls two rows behind them loudly whispering about ‘Frowny McSexy Suit’, he ventured a glance to the field, perfectly centered at the home team’s side of the 50-yard line...where he knew she’d be.

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Prompt: Día de los muertos 

❝Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.❞ 

As a latina this is one of the prompts I was more excited about, although I’m not mexican, I have some mexicans friends and I know how important is this celebration to them.

This edit is more inspired by the Catrina and Catrin look and the general idea of “dead” than the celebration itself.

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Prompt: “You are the treat, Sweetheart” NSFW (which is funny since I’m posting this on my work computer)

Caroline giggled loudly as she looked through her bag. Bonnie was shaking her head in disbelief. It wasn’t like Caroline was drunk. Far from it. Two tequila shots and a mixed drink might have been a bit much but that was several hours ago AND she had gone to the party on a full stomach thanks to Luka insisting that she and Bonnie order a pizza beforehand.

Good man Luka.

While the party was fun and Caroline enjoyed herself, she found that college parties were growing old, especially since she turned twenty-five a couple weeks prior. That and it seemed that everyone seemed to know who she was now, at least on campus. It spread like wild-fire that Professor Mikaelson’s soulmate turned out to be one of his graduate students who was working on their masters. While the dean wanted them to keep their relationship quiet, it still spread quickly despite the fact that they tried to be discrete.

Within two weeks everyone knew.

Caroline found that she was left alone for the most part while on campus but when she decided to go to one of the fraternities costume parties with Bonnie and Luka, she found that she was hounded by every female student she came into contact with. They all wanted to know what Professor Mikaelson was like in bed and the mere thought of them having even a hint of such knowledge had her seeing red.  

It wasn’t long before Bonnie was pulling Caroline out of the party since she was three seconds away from ripping the wig off of some Cleopatra skank for making one to many suggestive comments. However, she did find that it was rare for her to be hit on by the male population now that it was common knowledge that she found her soulmate, and that he happened to be a high ranking professor at Duke.

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Prompt: Dias De Muertos

Honestly the relevancy of the prompt comes far to late in the story but it’s there, kinda. But hey it’s there.

MASQUERADES

(CinemaAU)

Sometimes all she needed was to take a breather. A single moment. One pause.

Breathe in.

To collect her thoughts and emotions. To steady her bearings.

To state in a repetitive loop all the reasons why punching one Niklaus Mikaelson in the balls would be a marginally bad idea.

And breathe out.

Forgive her, but The man was infuriating. Okay?

And unashamedly so. Not a whit of genuine compunction behind that facade of ‘Inescapable Charisma and Unadulterated Allure.’

Definitely not her words.

Nope. No sir.

These were the words of a certain Greta Martin, editor-in-chief for the first October issue of People Magazine.

With one Mega-frustrating arrogant blonde blue-eyed dimpled asshat demon going by the name Klaus slapped to the front of said issue.

And Nope if anyone asks,

No, she did not literally just shred -In a shredding machine no less, because efficiency, thank you very much- the first copy of the magazine she bought, after reading the beginning eight lines on his exclusive, recounting what a ‘delightfully satisfying and marvellous experience the entire three months of shooting turned out to be.’

Ok one Black-hole sized pause right there please.

Thank you.

A single beat.

And....

The Absolute Fuck?!

She’s sorry. Marvellous experience?

Excuse her, but say what?

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Beg pardon but What?

Excuse her.

But Marvellous experience, as in, aggressive quotation marks scratching the air “Marvellous experience” is NOT how she remembers it.

The slap in the face obvious discrepancy to both their stories is definitely not blind to her.

He called 84 re-takes that lasted four whole hours for one eight minute long single-shot single-angle scene, Marvellous.

He called having ice-cold Whiteclaw thrown square on his face by a Absolutely-done-with-wild-gust-of-agitated-Blonde-Fury on the eighth day of set, Marvellous.

He called having two separate make-up artists downright quit after being unable to touch up her makeup every thirteen seconds because she ran her hand down her face in unbridled aggravation every time her eyes landed on him, Marvellous.

He called the same experience where, she had to literally rush out of a set, under the ruse of a bathroom break, Twice in the course of three months, so that she can peacefully go through the motions of a rage-fueled emotional meltdown, complete with angry frustrated tears and a relentlessly colourful diatribe, cursing every man in her life who bore even a sliver of resemblance to the stormy-blue-eyed spawn of satan that was her co-actor, Marvellous.

God. How the hell did he possibly think he could get away with this,

How did he think he was going to smooth over the transparent inconsistencies between her interviews and his, without raising at least a few confused questions from bloodthirsty intuitive fans and the Press in general.

Given how her talk-show interviews and magazine exclusives gave the steady image, that

1. Klaus Mikaelson is a dick and a half, with an overgrown ego so ginormous that even the entirety of Tinseltown is ‘plainly restricting of his nonpareil talent in histrionic execution.’

2. Klaus Mikaelson is an arrogant narcissistic asshole that Hast pronounc'd upon his brethren yond this day f'rth that gent shalt with ev'ry smidgen of purpose in his life striveth to be the Unrivalled Bane of Caroline Forbes’ Existence.

3. The process of Creating the undeniable tour de force Masterpiece that was ‘100 years of solitude.’ The newest Christopher Nolan Direction and Production in theatres right now, that already has definite Academy Awards Nomination in the talks, was anything but Marvellous. She admits, It was so so gratifying and made her heart full with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, that left her giddy with such lighthearted contentment for days, after the phenomenal response it garnered post-premiering, Yes. But that does not capsulate how frustratingly tiresome and emotionally debilitating the entire creation process was. Hell it was downright painful at times.

4. Would she voluntarily take another movie with Klaus Mikaelson as a Co-star alongside her? You can get back to her when the sun starts to rise from the west and the answer would still be a definitive NO.

Now of course she wasn’t this brazen with her claims she knows how to be cute and classy and concise.

But she definitely did not mitigate the truth of her statement, she’s had enough training with her PR department to know what to say and how to say it but she’s sure that nobody had been able to overlook her less than companionable remarks about Klaus.

For example

The Stephen Colbert Show:

Stephen: “So Caroline tell us about the process, the Making of it, how everything fell into place like tiny puzzle pieces to reveal at last this grand, Grand Picture.”

“The process? Well the process was certainly not...pretty...but after every time we finished a scene, however small or inconsequential it may have seemed to the plot, there was this immense sense of ‘there-Done it. And done it well.’ ”

Jimmy Kimmel Live:

“Klaus Mikaelson, well my Co-star is um....eccentric at best.....”

Jimmy: “and at worst?”

“Well..... I guess” -hellish, heinously intolerable, a cruel mean bastard- “....Unyielding...?”

The Ellen Show:

“Well Klaus was a..... demanding partner and it took Herculean efforts to meet his exacting standards, but I can understand how that paid off so well on screen. The end result when I saw it for the first time, it damn well paid off.”

Ellen: “so he is absolved of his admittedly ‘uphill’ personality then?”

She laughs awkwardly,

“Ye-ah....No.”

followed by more laughter dissolving the painstaking grimace she’s trying to tamper down.

Oh and the worst.

The Late Late show with James Cordon:

During the ‘Fill Your Guts or Spill Your Guts’ segment

James: “So....I’m going to give you, let’s see, Ah there, the Bird Saliva.”

Caroline: “James!.... Damn it, you are so not making it into my good books, and....God. That’s just disconcerting I mean, How do they even, I don’t know... collect it?”

James: “Well there’s a whole process of harvesting it from the salivary glands and—“

Caroline: “Never mind! Nope. No need for the details, please, James, a lady’s delicate sensibilities are at stake. And unless the question is ‘what is your social security number?’ I’m not drinking this poison.”

James: “Now Caroline you wound me, I can assure you everything on this table is edible albeit being marginally unpalatable—“

Caroline: “Marginally?!”

James: “You should try the Cow’s tongue. It’s delectable.” Followed by a sagely nod.

Caroline: “Now I’m just intensely bothered. You’ve definitely lost all claim for a spot in my good books.”

James: “Ah well, speaking of staying in your good graces, here’s a question that will have you downing that Saliva in seconds.”

Caroline: “Hit me.”

James: “Well then, ‘Name Any one CO-star with whom you have worked with in the past that you would never volunteer to work with again.’”

Pause.

And the audience descended.

“Like I said, speaking about staying in your good books.”

Amidst the raucous screams, whistles and laughter, it didn’t even bother Caroline, the clarity and speed with which the name

‘Klaus Mikaelson’ flashed in the front of her mind, like a large Neon LED sign from a typical Vegas Nightlife scene.

It took her a total of three seconds to know that she was going to answer with his name because, well just look at that drink in front of her,

Sure if you bend over real low and squint in the right light it may look like a harmless Daiquiri, but a Daiquiri it was not.

No. This was Bird Freaking Saliva,

Come on, you can’t possibly ask her to put that in her goddamn mouth.

Like NO.

Just no.

So sue her for protecting her taste buds that are yet to experience many more exotic flavours and textures of food from all around the world.

But then again she can’t possibly outright just say “Oh that’s easy, Klaus Mikaelson.”

That’s exactly the kinda PR trouble she wants to stay above and definitely didn’t need to be wrung out dry by her Spitfire Mistress-of-Hell Publicist Katherine Pierce for.

(Who also alternates as her BFF, occasionally, mind you.)

So she puts on a good show, dropped her head in her hands, gave a healthy long groan, looked up and gave James her best wounded Puppy Dog eyes, to which he was clearly not immune to, judging by how he looked a touch chagrined, but the game was just as much as beyond his hands as it were hers,

She looked to the audience “You guys are so mean, it’s not even funny.”

And grumbled a bit more till everyone was laughing and pitching forward and back on their seat amused by the poor Blonde’s Dilemma.

So she looked up to the heavens as if to ask for some unknown deity for deliverance and guidance, and poised herself to drink,

Only to put the glass back down in the last second in a begrudgingly weak show of caving in, and blurted out reluctantly,

(She’s a glorious actor, she’s aware.)

“You know what, Nope. He’s just gotta deal with it, okay?.”

Deep breath

Or was it the audience taking a deep breath and holding it in,

“ItsKlausMikaelson,PleaseDontKillMe.”

Pause again.

And the auditorium transcended.

Well,

she handled that, pretty well, if she does say so herself you know.

Apparently Kat Disagrees.

Apparently She Blew It.

She blew it so hard she could’ve knocked down the third little pig’s brick house.

Ironic since she always envisioned Klaus as the Big Bad Wolf who huffs and puffs and just generally blows.

Apparently her little admission was a PR disaster.

And Kat was furious.

The two minute edited clip that encompassed the question, the reluctant grumbling and finally the confession was apparently now a viral video on all social networking platforms.

They were trending on twitter under the hashtag

#KlarolineUnrequitedLoveIsABitch.

But her admission to being generally averted on taking up Klaus as a colleague again was apparently only one half of the video,

The other half....

Well the other other half was Klaus with his personal confession.

God, it wasn’t even a confession,

it was a—a Mockery, yes that’s it, a Mockery,

Of Her, no less

Basically Here’s the run down of the second insidious half of the video,

Klaus sitting in front of Graham Norton, in all their British glory, going live on The Graham Norton Show,

when asked about Caroline Forbes, his “partner” on scene has the audacity to let out this evil little amused huff and say:

“Caroline?” Another amused huff. “Well Caroline, Christ, where do I start? She’s an absolutely glorious presence on set. Her energy....it’s infectious, She hits you like a blonde hurricane of sunshine and snark and you’re just left staring up at the sun thinking, ‘you need to catch up mate, if you want to be half as bright and burning as her.’”

And Caroline thinks maybe this is the feeling of your brain imploding within the confines of the skull.

Caroline had been having a totally normal week for once. No freaky things happening, no dead friends and nothing supernatural.  She was even beginning to enjoy her time in New Orleans with Klaus as a very willing tour guide. The only thing she hadn’t got used to was a very annoying and alive Kol who seemed to think it was funny to pull pranks on her like he was 5 years old. Elijah had warmed to her fast enough, she had a love-hate relationship with Rebekah but it was Kol who irritated her beyond all doubt. His constant rude jokes and childish pranks were grating on her like nails on a chalkboard but it didn’t bother her too much though. Especially since she got to spend time with Klaus more than made up for one annoying brother.

She stepped out of the shower, towel wrapped around her when she noticed that her beautiful blonde hair was now an inky black. Touching it, she felt straw dry strands and let out a frustrated noise. This had to be another one of Kol’s pranks. She huffed as she jumped back into the shower. Surely it would wash out right? Tipping out her shampoo she realised that it had a slight greyish tinge to it. She put it down. No way was she putting that back in her hair. She stomped out of the shower.

“Kol!” She yelled his name as her cheeks grew red with anger.

He flashed towards her. “Yes, darling? You called?”

“What did you do to my hair? And, don’t say nothing!”

“It’s Halloween and blonde hair is so out. Plus, now you no longer look like you could be Nik’s sister.” He winked at her.

“KOL!” Her voice grew several octaves as she punched him in the shoulder.

All of a sudden, she heard loud shrill noises pierce her ears from several directions. She doubled over. It was so unbearable that she threw her hands over her ears to cover them from the sounds that reverberated around the house. She snuck a glance at Kol who was also bent over in pain and wondered where this noise could even be coming from. Then, she noticed Klaus approaching with fingers in his ears.  

“Great, now the banshees are screaming.” Pissed off did not describe his expression and he sounded exasperated. “What’s happened now, love?”

Confusion swept into her mind. “Banshees? There are banshees in this creepy house of yours?!”

“Long forgotten remnants of vampires in our basement, it’s quite normal.” Klaus smirked. “They’ll stop in a minute.”

True to his word, the screams began to subside one by one until the house fell silent again. Caroline narrowed her eyes at Kol. He too had a smirk upon his face. She opened her mouth to say something.

“It was just a joke, darling.” Kol beat her to the punch as he turned to face Klaus.

Caroline crossed her arms. “Not funny, Kol. In fact-”

“Might I suggest, sweetheart, that if you’re going to shout at him you do it outside somewhere? The banshees get a little testy around Halloween.” Klaus had better things to do then to referee their argument for the third time this week.

Caroline looked at him. “Are you serious? Shouldn’t you be taking my side?”

“I would, Caroline, except for the fact that I know you’ve also been pulling pranks on Kol.” Amusement settled upon his face.

Kol looked baffled. “What are you saying, Nik?”

“Miss Mystic Falls has been playing tricks upon you, brother. She’s just far more subtle about it than you.” Klaus was enjoying the redness warming Caroline’s cheeks.

“I’ve only done it twice and only because you’ve been pranking me.” The words rushed out of her mouth.

Kol let out a laugh. “Oh darling, I can see that we’re going to have lots of fun together. Welcome to the family.”

She laughed despite herself, a smile stretching from ear to ear. It hadn’t been a bad week so far. And, she was sure that Kol was just getting started but this time it didn’t bother her. She already had an idea in mind. Planning came naturally to her so she might as well use it in a way that was a little fun. Klaus too was chuckling and she saw his surreptitious smile just for her. Too bad, she wasn’t ready to forgive him for outing her secret just yet. Maybe, she and Kol could hit some bars and make Klaus pine a little.

“Are you going to tell me how to wash it out?” She asked once she had stopped laughing.

Kol looked thoughtful. “There’s no way. You’ll just have to chop it all off and start again.” A glint appeared in his eye. “I’m sure Nik would love to do a tragic Joan of Arc painting inspired by you.”

“You’re joking right?” Panic flew through her body until she caught his wicked smile.

“Use a bit of normal shampoo and it’ll wash right out,” Kol said.

“I’m pleased to hear that, Kol,” said Klaus. “I was just thinking about getting the old dagger out.” A devilish look gleamed in his eyes.

“And with that, I’ll leave you two lovebirds,” Kol said as he flashed away.

Klaus turned to Caroline. “Fancy a walk in the Old Quarter, love? Plenty of architecture to see.”

“I don’t hear the words ‘I’m sorry’ coming out of your mouth.”

“Sorry for what?”

“I can think of plenty starting with sorry for not telling you that there are banshees in my house and sorry for siding with my brother-” Caroline’s speech was cut off.

Klaus interrupted. “How about I buy you a beignet and you can tell me all of the other things I should be sorry for?”

“That’s a start,” said Caroline.

A mere moment later, she felt the warmth of his lips against her own as they touched. His hands snaked around her body to hold her as desire began to flicker inside her body. She tasted the blood upon his tongue as they kissed; her heartbeat racing faster and faster. Her hands played with his hair, teasing out each russet curl and winding it around her finger. Washing her hair could wait a while longer and so could the Quarter. This was much more worth her time and maybe she could forgive him. Especially if he did that thing with his tongue again like he did last time. Her towel began to slip. She had totally forgotten that she had pretty much been naked for this whole time. Oh well, she could deal with that tomorrow.

Today was all about her and Klaus.  

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Prompt: “Dia de los Muertos”

I think it’s obvious who drew on whose face XD