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Klaroline MashUp Event: Day 3 Troupe: Bed Sharing + Magic

Holding Out For A Hero

(Caroline is captured by a group of disgruntled witches on a surprise visit to NOLA. No magical babies of any kind and none of that Cami/Stefan nonsense.)

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The door to St. James Infirmary opened letting in the early afternoon light. Josh set down his rag to grab a glass and a bottle of bourbon when he saw just who it was strutting in. He had just poured the liquor over the ice in the glass as Klaus took a seat at the bar.

“So? How was your night?” Josh asked as he slid the glass to him barely holding back his excitement.

Klaus narrowed his eyes in suspicion, “It went as well as any night in the Quarter with the blasted witches causing their nightly riots.”

“Yeah, yeah but besides that? How did it go?” Josh bounced up and down on the soles of his shoes causing the Hybrid to question the boy’s sanity as it grated on his nerves.

“What has you bouncing with such chipper glee? I have half a mind to snap your neck just to stop that incessant squeaking of your heels.” Klaus lowered his chin, the dark glint in his gray eyes showing just how close he was to following through with the threat.

Josh felt a tremor of fear lance through him, he wouldn’t put it past Klaus do to as he threatened and instantly stood flat on his feet as he deflated, “So she didn’t show up then? If she did you would be in a better mood or not here at all. I thought for sure she would show up.”

 Klaus groaned as he ran a tired hand over his face. He had come here to get away from the incessant arguing over how to handle the group of rouge witches, and instead of finding the peace and quiet he craved, he had to listen to Josh yammer on. “What are you blathering on about now?”

“Last night a few hours before closing a vampire I’ve never seen before came strolling in.” He paused to think for a moment before waving his hand, “Well not so much strolling as slinking in. She came to the bar, ordered a drink and stayed pretty quiet for a while but oddly focused on the door. She seemed like she had a lot on her mind or something because she kept standing up looking all determined to do something before plopping back down on that stool over there and ordering another drink.”

“I have no need for a play-by-play of the lady’s night, only what it has to do with me. Get to the point Mate.” Klaus hissed as his fingers flexed around the glass.

Josh’s gaze was drawn to the Hybrid’s hand wrapped around the glass. Gulping, he rubbed the base of his neck as if feeling phantom fingers applying pressure there. “No need for any neck snapping, I’m getting there but since she didn’t show up I figured you should hear it all.”

Klaus pushed his empty glass towards him, signaling he required a refill as he decided he would give the boy five minutes before the young vampire would be forcefully taking a nap on the bar room floor.

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water bottle:

my dumbass brain:

has anyone already done this or

The full dnf bedwars s*xting saga

Me after I’ve finished a fanfic:

Now I want to read the same story but slightly to the left

changed my url (formerly piratefalls), so here’s a masterlist of my rec lists. i also take requests! 

my lists

november: x, x, x, x, x, x

december: x, x, x, x, x, x

january: x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x

february: x, x, x, x, x

march: x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x

april: x, x, x, x, x, x, x

june:

requested lists

eddie calling buck baby 

buck calling eddie baby

outsider pov

s5a hiatus fics

eddie’s will

buck is christopher’s dad

buddie foster/adopt

eddie calling buck ‘evan’

marriage & proposals

wip:  getting together in s2; fics that make me laugh; supernatural tropes; outsider pov pt. 2; eddie calling buck baby pt. 2

holidays

christmas

valentine’s day

pride

updated 6/22

I know way too much about gay sex for an awkward female virgin who’s mostly interested in women b/c fanfiction: a memoir by me

We believe constant attention means they like us and if they don’t text us every day we assume they’re over us. But that’s toxic because think about it, your favorite show isn’t necessarily the one you watch the most. People can care without being obsessed. And people can love without making it obvious.

Normal people’s nightmares: monsters, clowns, darkness–all reasonable, if not normally irrational fears

My nightmares: my family finding my tumblr account and physically feeling the gayness emanating from it