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Klaroline Fan Club Favorites - Week 22

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We hope you join us in celebrating our next featured artist the week of May 9!

For: @romanoffsbite Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis Rating: T Prompt: Maple Bourbon Cider (Lemon Juice, Apple Cider, Bourbon and Maple Syrup)

Darcy yanked the blanket up and over her lower half, wishing she'd just gone and gotten those warm fuzzy socks from her dresser, but it was much Too Cold to go make a dash for them now. If she went into the bedroom, she'd probably just curl up in bed and it wasn't late enough to go to bed yet.

So, she just pulled her legs up further beneath her and tried to find something on Netflix.

Her balled up socks collided with her temple and fell into her lap. She glanced up and laughed at the sight. Her boyfriend was fresh from the shower, wearing a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and shooting her a look from the doorway. "If you're cold, you put on the socks, Darce."

"They were far, though…" she whined, unrolling them and pulling them under the blanket so she could slip them on her feet. "And I'm freezing."

She could hear the smile in Bucky's voice when he spoke. "Gimme a second and I'll come out there and warm you up, doll."

"How are you gonna do that?" Darcy asked, only partly teasing.

URL: okay | don’t get the reference | good | iconic™ | HOPE VAN DYNEICON/MOBILE THEME: okay | good | great | work of art | CAROL DANVERSDESKTOP THEME: not my fave | okay | good | marvel-ous | WANDA MAXIMOFFORIGINAL CONTENT:  n/a | okay | good | god of photoshop | NATASHA ROMANOFFPOSTS: not my thing | okay | good | quality content | VALKYRIEFOLLOWING: not yet! | wasn’t until now!! | duh, YES! | HUMAN SUNSHINE

oH NO !!!! okay so, as much as i adore my science bros (i’m sorry bby boys i love you) i’d have to go with natasha/steve!

KLAROWEEN BINGO RESULTS ARE IN!!!

Yes, you heard right. We’ve been busy tallying all the Klaroween Bingo cards (but also distracted by all your awesome goodies a bit too) and we now have our results.  

But before we announce them, we’d also like to take the time to thank you all for participating. This has been such a fun event and we couldn’t be happier with all of the lovely treats you’ve created! You guys are one talented bunch of Klaroliners.

And now for the results.....

Huge congratulations to our top three with a massive effort accumulating 60 squares between them (yes, you heard right). 

To @supremeuppityone for completing her entire card and wowing us all with her creativity. 

To  @honestgrins for her blitz of wonderful drabbles that kept us thoroughly entertained this Klaroween.

To @sunshineandfangs for her vast array of treats that had us on the edge of our seats. 

Also to the following players who gave us the most amazing goodies to devour this past October, you are all creative geniuses! 

@itsnotacrimetoloveyou

@klarolinesbuttons

@ashleigh-jewitt-xx

@misssophiachase

@childoftimeandmagic

@romanoffsbite

@austennerdita2533

@labime

@accidental-rambler

@eriberry89

@warnerxella

@klarolinekolvina

@forbesaken

@littlebirdofthenorth

Thank you all for your wonderful treats, we have been in absolute awe how you managed to come up with such creative goodies in such a short space of time. You truly have made this event even better than we first envisaged.

We will be contacting our top eleven immediately (we had some ties which means one extra gift - yay) to organise their chosen gifters. The rest will also receive a thank you gift for participating, so stay tuned!

Once the gifts are posted, keep watching our blog to see what our talented mystery gifters come up with!

It’s very quirky, the dialogue is sharp, and one of the characters rifles through his sister’s closet, takes one of her skirts, and wears it around the house because he likes how breezy it is on ‘the bits’. He then knocks over their dad’s urn and spills most of his ashes.

And there’s a 13-year-old kid that’s actually a 58-year-old man trapped in his own barely pubescent body, and the child actor nails it--he’s a complete, crotchety bitch. 

Thanks to the amazeballs talented Nicole @romanoffsbite for this awesome cover and Steph @klarolinedrabbles for giving me the ULTIMATE inspiration on twiiter - check it out HERE I’ve watched it SO many times and this Victoria Secret Harry Styles clip is totally on point in my Klaroline dreams....

Here’s a PREVIEW of part 4 given just how INSPIRED I feel, let me know what you think so far lovelies... Part 1 is HERE if you’re interested and forgot what happened..This picks up straight after last chapter..

Neil’s Bar, Indio CA – 3 years ago

“When you said wager, I assumed it was going to be less one sided,” she drawled, taking in her interesting surrounds. Klaus couldn’t help but grin at the raw sass he remembered so well and just how good she looked in mini denim shorts and a sly smile. 

“Everyone likes a bit of karaoke,” he reasoned, gesturing to a nearby booth.

“Yeah, especially a chart topping musician,” she shot back.

“Chart topping? Has someone been researching Klaus Mikaelson?” 

“No, Mister Third Person,” she replied bluntly, taking a seat and gesturing to the waiter for service. “Your sister mentioned it actually, think she’s quite the fan. Not surprising given she’s related and kind of has to like your stuff, or pretend to anyway…”

“Hey, hey,” Freya objected from a neighbouring booth. “I heard that and it’s only like fifty percent true.” Klaus wasn’t surprised, his siblings had this way of pretending not to care in public, even Freya who had joined the family fold late but had picked up on their idiosyncrasies quickly. It was then Klaus knew they were definitely related.

When he’d stumbled upon, not only his sister but the woman he’d been dreaming about for four years at Coachella, he wasn’t quite sure how to approach it. In fact, his response had been erratic and somehow he’d challenged her to a unknown bet in the space of three unexpected and stressful minutes.

Klaus loved a wager, in fact he’d won many over the years against his bandmates but suddenly he felt a little self conscious. Caroline Forbes had that effect on him. To say he’d been following her career closely over the past two years was an understatement. He all but stopped at posting photos because it was both stalkerish and Kol would never let him live it down.

“This isn’t about my stuff,” he implored, hoping that his family hadn’t done too much damage. 

“So what’s the bet, Mikaelson?” Katherine Pierce appeared from out of nowhere. 

“Kat.” Caroline replied. “I know you get bored easily but we’ve made more than a few friends tonight.”

“If you’re talking about the band I’ve already made some predictable judgements,” she offered, taking a seat next to Klaus and startling him somewhat. “Those two are in love with your sisters,” she gestured between Enzo and Lucien. “And don’t get me started on Kol, he needs a leash and that’s only for starters.”

“She’s good,” he offered, shrugging his shoulders and sending Caroline a coy smile. “Do you hire her out for parties?”

“I probably should, god knows it would make us lots of money.”

“I could probably analyse this particular situation unfolding before me but given my precarious position as Caroline’s best friend I’ll pass,” she chirped. “So, what exactly are the stakes?”

“We both perform a confidential song of choice,” Klaus suggested, passing her a scrap of paper. “Best crowd reaction wins. Although given I’m a singer I’m more than happy to...”

“Don’t you dare, Mikaelson,” Caroline shot back. “I don’t take pity.” Klaus was fairly certain he liked her even more at that point. 

“Not gonna lie, you’ve probably bet the most competitive person to a challenge,” Katherine whistled. “Good luck, I only hope the terms aren’t your first born.” 

“I’m game,” he murmured, trying to ignore just how adorable she looked gnawing on her pencil and trying to work out what to write. “I’ll take a date.”

“How extremely predictable,” Caroline scoffed, taking a brief moment to gaze into his blue eyes. 

“And you?” 

“I really need my hedges trimmed,” she smirked, folding the piece of paper over mysteriously. Klaus couldn’t help but feel his erection begin to grow beneath the booth. “And I really hate washing too.”

“Washing,” Klaus coughed, trying to reconcile her terms. 

“Yes, you know domestic chores? Why? Are you afraid to lose?” She sing-songed.