anonymous asked:

I need more Drarry fanfics (COMPLETED PLEASE) because I've read literally so many I can't find new ones sorry for the trouble

oh hello there my friend, i’m not sure if you’re asking the right person because i do not actually do fic recs? bc i usually forget most of the thing i read lol /cries/ but yeah i’ll list few of my favs by no particular order

Battle Scars by @sappypotter (29k)
Spiders, rats, wrongly-boiled Veritaserum, a couple of dangerous bets and drunk parties – all with all, it was bound to be a hectic eight year at Hogwarts for the golden trio. Trying to ignore the ex-Death Eater Draco Malfoy, however, turned out to be more difficult than ever before. Especially when he seemed to be as obsessed with Harry as Harry was with him.

Welcome to the Broom Closet by incapricious (23k)
Harry thinks he knows how his life will go: Become an Auror. Marry Ginny. Have a family. But then he sees an advertisement in the paper that no one else can see, and his life is turned upside-down. The Broom Closet: you can be anyone you want while you’re there, but you won’t remember it in the morning.

Serpentes by xErised (29k)
It’s a shame that Draco Malfoy looks so good stripping in a club with stolen snakes, because Auror Harry’s got a job to do. 

Date of a Lifetime by @dorthyanndrarry (14k)
At this year’s fourth annual New Horizons charity auction
and gala there will be a most rare and unusual item up for bid,
a Date with the hero of the wizarding world, Harry Potter!
Pansy leaned into his arm, “Would you win Potter?’ she asked and before he could answer she held up an ornate card.
Draco’s eyes widened and he reached out for the invitation.
Pansy twitched it back, “Draco,” she said quietly, “I will only give this to you if you win that ridiculous Potter date.” 

Never Feel the Burning Light by @carpemermaidtales (48k)
When it falls to Draco to restore his family name to its former glory the road ahead of him is long, but with Harry Potter’s help and a plan that is just this side of ridiculous he just might succeed at accomplishing his goals and getting what he wants. What neither of them plan on is falling in love along the way. 

The Lip-Lock Jinx by cassisluna (20k)
It’s a jinx that renders the victim mute, unless he/she serves the purpose of the jinx and kisses the person that they desire. It’s just Harry’s luck that he’s in love with Draco. 

Hey, Potter by SunseticMonster (16k)
Harry returns to Hogwarts for his 8th year, determined not to let Malfoy get to him. But when the snarky teasing starts up again, Harry finds that returning the jibes with compliments has a far more interesting outcome.

All Life is Yours to Miss by Saras_Girl (114k) [[podfic]]
Professor Malfoy’s world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.

The Moon Looks Lovely Tonight by Omi_Ohmy (35k)
When Harry moves into the damp and empty Black house, it doesn’t quite feel like home. And then the first owl moves in. After that, it’s a steep slope leading to bed-sharing, more owls, assorted housemates, strange potions experiments, and terrible cooking. And a bit of waltzing, too. 

this amazing ficlet by @decanthrope

this cupboard fic by @sappypotter

i’m quite sure there are a lot more amazing fics that i forget? but these are the few that come to my mind. remember to leave kudos and some nice comments to the author! :)

anonymous asked:

Hello, If it's no trouble could I request headcanons for the whole RFA and Saeran where the MC has dog and it's pretty much her best friend? Not a small dog either, like a boxer or husky or some other big dog? It can either be a puppy or adult, and nice/indifferent to cats. I mean, I love both Cats and Dogs, but dogs are almost never mentioned in mm ;; plus I thought it would be interesting.

I love big doggos hell yeah let’s go 


Dog: Bernese Mountain Dog

✮ he’s a vet so he’s all for animals 
✮ so when you tell him you have a bernese mountain dog 
✮ he’s so excited (they’re so cute) 
✮ when you explain that it’s basically your best friend 
✮ he’s so giggly and affectionate 
✮ because his s/o loves animals just as much as he did 
✮ when you move in together (into a bigger place bc I don’t think a burmese would live comfortably in a college kid’s dorm) he nervously asks if your dog is okay with cats (lisa) 
✮ when you reassure him that it’s all g 
✮ he’s even more excited!!! 
✮ i can just see him being so doting and cuddling with your big pupper 
✮ he really loves cuddling with you and this big floofer 
✮ he takes so many pictures of lisa curled up with your big buddy 


Dog: Japanese Akita

✎ she’s a bit nervous at first tbh
✎ she’s used to elizabeth who is a little cat
✎ so suddenly there’s this really large mass of happy fluff
✎ she’s startled
✎ but your akita is really well-mannered and sits at her feet with a silly dog-smile 
✎ and she’s all *heart eyes* 
✎ akitas don’t shed year-round so she’s super hype 
✎ and she enjoys brushing them with you when it’s ‘blowing it’s coat’ 
✎ she isn’t all for sloppy kisses and cuddles 
✎ she likes it when it’s calm with her and maybe sets it’s head in her lap when she’s working 
✎ but she loves watching you two interact 
✎ because it’s a big cuddle party (she’s invited~) 
✎ keeps her calm 


Dog: Alaskan Malamute 

✿ is high key in love 
✿ takes so many photos 
✿ he’s so grateful he’s only allergic to cat fur and not dog fur 
✿ especially because you’re so close with your doggo 
✿ loves taking selfies with the big floofer 
✿ posts them all over his social media and the RFA chat becomes a haven of the other selfies that didn’t make it 
✿ loves that they’re such a silly and photogenic dog 
✿ takes photos of all the pupper smiles 
✿ the only time he doesn’t appreciate it is when he’s tryna unleash the beast with you but your doggo is like ‘hey don’t hurt [Y/N]’ 
✿ he gets really whiny when that happens 
✿ also during summer 
✿ because they like cuddling on the bed but zen already has his own mop of hair to deal with 
✿ so it just becomes a big, hairy, sweaty mess 


Dog: German Shepherd

₩ is kinda skeptical in the beginning 
₩ because of elizabeth 3rd 
₩ he’s really nervous that she won’t like your floofer or vice versa 
₩ and even though you said they were chill and indifferent to cats 
₩ you agreed on introducing them to each other slowly 
₩ so you’re taking them to a park together 
₩ and elizabeth is whiny because she doesn’t like being outside (lmao) 
₩ but your doggo is very well behaved and happy 
₩ they really like jumin and tries to impress him with their good manners 
₩ (happy panting doggo looking up with silly dog-smile at jumin while trotting along hhHHHNNNNNG) 
₩ until this savage other dog comes along, not on a leash 
₩ and is barking and trying to go elizabeth 
₩ your doggo jumps forward and saves the day 
₩ jumin was very thankful and crouches down to give your doggo pats 
₩ your pupper was very proud of themselves (jumin has accepted floofer) 


Dog: Chinook 

✞ loves loves LOVES your chinook 
✞ tries to train it to fetch honey buddha chips for him
✞ models his dog robot to look like them 
✞ when he’s stressed out he likes to just look at you and your big doggo cuddling 
✞ and then joining in 
✞ loves to just drown in the fluff 
✞ has 0 problem with getting kissed/licked 
✞ also likes that he has a moderately intimidiating watchdog 
✞ one time when vanderwood had snuck in while you and saeyoung where sleeping 
✞ your floofer was barking and growling up a storm 
✞ and saeyoung screamed and pounced at vanderwood when he pulled out his taser 
✞ vanderwood: ‘doggo?’ 
✞ is super protective and doesn’t like vanderwood being around them 
✞ they become meme’y friends 

I changed Saeyoung’s icon thingy because the keyboard was causing problems and spreading the text so it didn’t really fit in with the rest of the post, so I hope y’all don’t have a problem with it 

I hope you like the nice doggos I chose, this was a very enjoyable request to write heheheh! ♡♡

anonymous asked:

hello! ive been having trouble incorporating existing characters into my own art style. any tips for me and those struggling as well?

im not sure if i interpreted your questions correctly OTL BUT ILL TRY MY BEST!!!

emulate key characteristics of the character and integrate your stylistic designs when drawing them. this will help others recognize the character but still notice the uniqueness of your style.

takumi ex.

take notes of certain character designs and add or keep them.


anonymous asked:

okay but 2 year old twins going to the door when they hear Harry arrives would be super cute

Dinner is cooking in the kitchen, under the watchful eye of the missus and Persephone, close to being finished and almost ready to be dished up, when Harry stumbles through the door after a long day. Dropping his bag down to the floor with a heavy huff and kicking off his boots haphazardly, being greeted by his darling 2-year old twins toddling towards him and cuddling into his legs, dressed in just their nappies with grins on their faces and hair pulled back into loose ponytails. 


“Hello, double trouble. Have you been drivin’ mummy mad today?” He chuckles, crouching down and wrapping each arm around them and hoisting them up onto his hips, “have you had fun with mummy today, yeah? Did you help her with her work?”

“Painted, daddy!” Darcy grins, clapping her hands as Harry smiles.

“You painted, did you? What did you paint?” He hums, taking gentle steps into the living room and further into the kitchen where his eldest child and his wife are stood at the counter. The missus passing plates towards Persephone as she set them upon the counter, “hello. I’m here. Something smells good.” 

“Daddy!” Persephone cries out, hopping down from the chair she was stood upon and rushed over towards him, wrapping her arms around his waist, “Daddy! Guess what we learnt at school today!”

“What’s that?”

“Daddy, we learnt about Ancient Greece in History and they had my name in it! In a story we read, they had my name!” She squeals excitedly, giggling when he chuckles out and manages to stumble across the kitchen to set his twins in their high-chairs, his eldest daughter unravelling her arms from around his waist and climbing in the chair that resides beside Harry’s, “it was so good, daddy!”

“That sounds great, Poppet. Did you have fun at school? Where’s your brother?”

“Alfie’s gone through to Olivia’s for the evening for some pizza and cakes. I’m going to get him in an hour,” the missus smiled, as she brought small plates over for Darcy and Rose, setting them down on their high-chair tables, “just us 5 tonight. I made us some veggie risotto.” xx

Kingsglaive: Final Fantasy XV Sentence Starters 

“Forgive my delay. A bit of unforseen trouble.”

“Hello there! Hello! Good day to you.”

“Haven’t you heard, Princess? I’m the hero.”

“As long as I got strength in my body, I obey that order.”

“All those years captive because I failed you… Not again. Locked doors will seal your fate no longer.”

“I do not fear death. What I fear is doing nothing, and losing everything.”

“Perhaps magical walls and castle gates do not keep all things safe.”

“Have you find your thief?”

“I only came to tell you… You are no Kings.”

“My life is nothing. Giving a future to those who want to see it… Is everything.”

“To hell with your power!”

“If you wish to leave, go now.”

“Go easy on the magic, hero. You got people waiting for you back home.”

“Like you, we wish nothing more than to bring a swift end to this senseless war.”

“Tell me. How heavy a sentence does the crime of theft carry in your empire?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You know I ain’t got the stomach for this crap.”

“Just make sure you come back in one piece, alright?” 

“…The cost is a life, his or hers ”

Remember Beshte “Big B?” Well he’s even bigger now! I bet all the stickies could sit on him at the same time, and save poor Voigt the trouble :)

Hello Beshte! 😀🐸😀 

Thank you for coming back to visit! 😊 Tiny thinks you are looking particularly gorgeous today! He likes your strong arms for excellent digging and your lovely kind eyes! 🐸

Tiny sends you a big hug and 693 frog friend pats! 🐸😊🐸

Where Are You Now? (Saeran x MC) [Part 2]

Anonymous said to mysme-fics:
Hey R.I, I really liked the “Where are you now” Saeran x MC fic, could you please continue it? It was so awesome! Thx❤️

everafterhighfangirl said: Can you make Part 2 for this? 😁😁😁 I loved it very much 😍😍😍 
artsy-wolf96 said: Oh my god! I love it! Part 2 maybe? 
and @olivineonyx @ch3sh1re3 @magical-penut ty for your interest!

And thank you everyone liked/commented/reblogged the first part!! I’d reply but I don’t wanna spam, so just know that I’m really grateful!!  (((o(*°▽°*)o)))

I didn’t update for two months aaah, but I made sure to post this today because hEY it’s been 3 months since I joined @mysme-fics!

If you’ve followed my posts about it, I’ve been pretty insecure about the fic’s continuation;; but here it is…


Where Are You Now? [Pt. 2]

Pairing: Saeran x MC

Fanfic By: R.I.

Word Count: 1816

Click Here for: [Part 1]

Surreal was the only word that could describe how Saeran felt right now. It had been over ten years since he’d last (and first) seen MC.

“Saeran… wooow, you’ve really changed…” MC commented, her eyebrows arching in surprise as she analyzed his features. “Your hair…”

Saeran felt his cheeks flushing as he suddenly felt self-conscious about his own hair. He’d never had a problem with it before, nor had he regretted his decision to dye his hair pink-white, but it felt so… weird showing it to someone who actually meant something to him.

Sure, it had been over a decade since they last talked, so she should be practically a stranger, but… to him, she was precious.

He didn’t have that many people in his life, in the first place. There had been his mom… his brother… the Saviour…

…Huh. That’s it.

Regardless, MC had always been the one to talk to him while he was locked up at home. He could only imagine her voice through her emails, since he could never risk calling her and getting caught by his mother. He wouldn’t let his only happiness slip right through his fingers. Of course, Saeran was discovered in the end, but he’d really done all he could in order to prolong the inevitable. He wanted to keep talking with MC. He wanted to keep talking with his friend.

His only friend…

Was that so wrong?

To have friends?

“It looks really nice on you,” MC’s soft voice gently broke through his series of thoughts. “And… is that a tattoo?”

Saeran felt his throat tighten up, still nervous from their sudden encounter. “Y-yeah,” he stammered, then cleared his throat to continue. “I, uh, decided to get a tattoo.”

Oh god, Saeran, way to state the obvious, he inwardly groaned to himself.

MC’s eyes softened as she stared at him, still making him feel self-conscious. “But your mom, she… Does that mean…?”

Hope filled her eyes so brightly, Saeran immediately understood what she meant. The unspoken question. “Does that mean you’re free from her now?”

“…Yeah.” His response came in a hoarse whisper. “I’m free.”

Saeran had told her about his abusive mother. She was the only person, next to his brother, that he’d felt he could trust. God, she had been like a beacon of light in his everlasting darkness. Brightening his days, guiding him through some of his darkest moments… She had always been so close to him, and yet so far away, hidden behind a computer screen, but now… Now she was right there in front of him.

He could almost cry from joy.

He looked away from MC before she could notice the rare but genuine, soft smile on his face. He couldn’t help it. Her presence was enough to make him smile.

“How’ve you been?” MC leaned forward with interest, only to nearly fall out of her seat when the bus suddenly screeched to a stop. Saeran’s eyes widened, a slight panic running through his chest when he saw her stumble. Reflexively, he reached for her, pulling her closer by the shoulders.

It was then that he noticed how close their faces were. Her eyes were wide with surprise, and he couldn’t help but drown in the colour…

“Oh, I’m so sorry, this is my stop!” MC exclaimed in realization, quickly pulling away from him. She pulled out a small notepad, hurriedly scribbling in it before ripping the sheet and thrusting it into his hand. She dashed off the bus, calling over her shoulder, “Here, that’s my number!! Have a good night, Saeran!”

…To say the least, he definitely didn’t see the light blush upon her cheeks from earlier.

[Note: MC and Saeran are kids in these emails. Spelling/grammar errors intended.]

To: notsaeranchoi@notanemail.com
From: mc0610@notanemail.com
Subject: Re: Re: Hello!

But emails get inconveniant!! Call me insted!! xxx-xxx-xxxx

To: mc0610@notanemail.com
From: notsaeranchoi@notanemail.com
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Hello!

I can’t… Like I sayed before, mommy will get mad… She’ll hurt me…

To: notsaeranchoi@notanemail.com
From: mc0610@notanemail.com
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Hello!


The troubling part of having MC’s number now was no longer the risk of his mother finding out. Rather, Saeran didn’t have a cell phone, and there was no way he would call MC from the phones at Mint Eye. He didn’t want to get her caught up with that organization… He actually cared about her.

It’s not like Mint Eye was bad or anything… they had always given him freedom to do whatever he wanted. Still, MC would surely be disappointed if she found out about the things his affiliated organization was forced to do at times. But Saeran understood that sacrifice was necessary to achieve a result.

Well, fortunately for Saeran, he somehow found MC without having to call her.

It was during a walk in the city, with traffic all around him and noisy chatter bouncing on the streets, that he once again encountered his childhood friend.

This time, he was the one to initiate contact. “MC!” he called out to her, his usual glare easing into a gentle gaze.

His blood ran cold when he saw her turn around to hug someone else- another man, instead.

The expression on his face hardened, as he swiftly walked over to the pair. Forcing a cool smile, he placed a hand on MC’s shoulder, causing her to spin around.

“Hey, it’s nice to see you agai-“

“Who are you?” she cut him off abruptly, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

The guy next to her stood in front of MC protectively, shielding her. “Hey punk, get away from my girlfriend,” he scowled, staring Saeran down. With a stern glare, he led MC away.

Saeran remained standing in place from shock. Why did she pretend that they didn’t know each other? It had only been a few days… There was no way she’d forget him so quickly, especially when she recognized him before, despite the 10 year gap. Was she perhaps in danger…? Maybe she was in a situation where she had to hide her relationship with others?

Holding on to that hope, Saeran rushed over to a public payphone stand, throwing in some loose change to dial MC’s number. If she couldn’t talk to him directly, surely she could take a call and step aside from the man, right? That was inconspicuous enough. He had to know.

Luckily, the call went through. “MC?” he spoke cautiously, unsure if she was the one who picked up.

“Saeran…? What is it?” she replied, her voice hushed. “Erm, can you call me later, or is this important?”

“No… just… why did you ignore me earlier?” Saeran asked, going straight to the point.

“Oh. Well, my boyfriend doesn’t like it when I’m friends with other guys. I don’t want him to do anything to you. Sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

Anger flashed in his eyes. “MC. You should leave a guy like that. He’s too possessive. He’s not good for you, MC. Break up with him.”

Excuse me?! Who are you to tell me what to do with MY life? Who do you think you are?!” she shot back, raising her voice. “You can’t just disappear and then reappear in someone’s life to tell them that they’re making the wrong choices!”

“I never said tha-”

“No, but it’s what you implied! It’s what everyone keeps telling me. My parents have always, ALWAYS criticized me for my choices in friends and love interests. They tell me who I can and can’t be friends with, and they set me up with guys I don’t even like. Mac is the first guy I chose by myself, why can’t you respect that? I’m so tired of being controlled, Saeran. I’m sick of always doing what others want.”

“MC, I understand how you feel, but I know how guys like him are, and you should really-”

She interrupted him with a humourless laugh. “Why do I have to listen to you? Why…” Her voice cracked, quieting down to a whisper, “Why are you trying to control me too…? I thought that you, of all people, would understand me. …I guess I was wrong.

With that, the line went dead, leaving Saeran frustrated and hurt. His hand trembled as he hung the telephone receiver back in place, just barely suppressing the urge to throw it across the street, had it not been wired. His thoughts were a mess, a storm of emotions on the brink of emerging from within.

All Saeran wanted to do was help her, why couldn’t she see that? How could she just brush him off? Sure, he understood that he wasn’t even an important part of her life. He was just one old friend out of hundreds. He was the only one who considered the other special. He didn’t have any say in her life. But… couldn’t she see that she was still being controlled by her ‘boyfriend?’

The anger picked at Saeran’s mind for days on end, and he shut himself in his room, turning away missions even when they were at the direct request of the Saviour. As much as he appreciated her for helping him escape from his mother’s clutches, Saeran held no respect towards the Saviour, contrary to his subordinates’ beliefs.

His time alone allowed him to properly think over the whole situation with MC, however.

He was finally able to realize her side of the story… because he’d gone through a similar experience. Being controlled, limited to what he could and couldn’t do, always listening to what others told him… Saeran had struggled so hard to find himself.

His mother had always held control over his freedom, robbing him of a happy childhood. He had to do everything she said, whether it was to starve himself or even unwillingly hit his own brother. Even upon entering Mint Eye, he had to follow the Saviour’s orders to stay alive. All his life, Saeran had fought for his own survival. For his freedom. For his own choices.

Similarly, MC had always been controlled by her parents, forced to accept the decisions they made for her. And she was finally rebelling, fighting for her freedom. For her own choices.

While their experiences were on different levels of the scale, the pain was still there, it was their pain, and no one else’s. And pain is pain, regardless how much or little.

With a sigh, Saeran stared up at his room ceiling. If he wanted to help MC, he would have to do it with patience. It takes time to heal and move on, after all.

Sure, they didn’t have a close relationship or anything. But that didn’t change the fact he wanted to help. And he was going to be there to support her as much as he could.

He didn’t want her to fight by herself like he’d had to.

Not MC.


A/N: There are some hints to the reader’s dad being Barry Allen, but that would be colliding universes and catastrophic so I’ll leave that up to your imagination. Also mentioning the Speed Force which is basically the thing that grants super speed to the DC comic heroes because I can’t help myself.

Part 2

Nothing felt better than running. You’ve always liked running. Some of your friends think that’s weird, but they don’t experience it like you do. They don’t experience the feeling of lightning in your veins or the breeze that cooled you down. They will never experience the thrill of the Speed Force and the amazing powers that come with it.

You were born with the powers. While your dad had to struggle to learn how to control his, you got the greatest teacher to help master your powers. You’re not as powerful or as in control as your dad is, but you’re learning.

Things were fine until one of your closest friends, Peter, began acting weird. You always act weird, so you couldn’t judge him, but it was strange. Ever since his month away with Tony Stark, he was more distant. You tried to forget about it, yet you continued to worry about him.

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ben tennyson has adhd

- “can’t help it. when i’m bored, i fiddle.”

- ben being told three (3) times by rook that the object he is trying to put quarters in is not a vending machine, only for ben to continue trying. that’s a big mood

- fidgets with the omnitrix when his hands arent busy and/or hes nervous. cmon

- from the wiki “Ben appears to have a short attention span at times, and more often than not it can get him into trouble.” hello?

- passed THIRD FUCKING GRADE by picking random answers on tests. thats a big untreated mood

this is probably missing proof because 1. i dont feel like actively analyzing his character and 2. this is all just stuff i specifically experience but come on. come on

In a Name: Ch 15

The people @pabegay1 @kristenscamander  @hannah-caitlynn @graysonmalfoy @falltoashes @solsticestorm @bingewatchingmylifegoby @elenoranave @incadinkadoo @melanin—senpai @juuliiaa05 @sigridlaufeyson @ihaveanobsessenproblem @oneweirdfangirl

You and Loki sat at neighboring tables in the library. Both yours and his plates lay empty, as the two of you eagerly finished reading your own stories.

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anonymous asked:

Hello, so I'm troubled about something. I'm trying to research and get into the practice of witchcraft and I was telling my boyfriend about it. I was trying to explain it to him and I think I did a poor job. He thinks it's complete bullshit and is kinda being dickish about it and its making me slightly angry (ok maybe really angry). How would you explain it to someone that doesn't understand how it works? Thanks for whatever you say. P.s. love love love your blog! 💕

it’s a path with the intent of pursuing growth, with a focus on spiritual agency as well as empowering the practicer and giving them a sense of control over their life. it can be about getting in touch with ancestry and their folkloric traditions, it can be about meditation on the self.

ask him what he thinks it’s about, try to see if he has any pre-conceived notions about what it entails, what makes it more “bullshit” than any other belief system or religion.

Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch - Tyler Coe x Reader

Title: Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch

Pairing: Tyler Coe x Reader

Word Count: 1,697

A/N: A bit smutty near the end for the cowboy fetishists out there.

The day you met Tyler Coe, he rode up to your house on a horse, and that should have been the first clue that you were doomed. It wasn’t a romance novel white stallion for him to whisk you away on, but it was jet black and beautiful and maybe that was worse. You watched with interest from your porch as he swung himself off of the horse’s back with ease and approached you with a relaxed grin.

“Howdy, miss.”

Oh, you were in trouble.

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The First Weekend in New Orleans - Klaroline

A/N: warning this has a bit of smut.


Caroline takes the twins for a weekend in New Orleans with Klaus and Hope and the rest of the Mikaelson clan.

“Are we going to see Hope?” Asked Lizzie from the backseat of the car.

“I want to see Hope.” Josie chimed in next to her sister.

“Yes, we are and we’ll be there soon.” Caroline smiled at them through the rearview mirror as she drove past the Welcome to New Orleans sign.

She hadn’t told Klaus she and the twins were coming. She wanted to surprise him and Hope. But she didn’t think Klaus would mind. The last few times he had visited her since their first actual date, he had brought Hope with him on more than one occasion. He just showed up on her door without calling her before hand.

Not that she cared, she was just happy to see him. Plus those visits really gave the girls a chance to bond. Josie and Lizzie loved spending time with Hope and it seemed that they brought the older girl out of her reserved shell.

She had worried first about Alaric’s reaction to her taking the girls for the weekend to New Orleans where they would undoubtedly be around the Original family but Alaric had been surprisingly okay with it. Trusting that she would never take the girls to New Orleans if she thought they would be in danger. And he hadn’t wanted to deny their girls of seeing their friend.

As Caroline drove through the city into the French Quarter, she felt anticipation of being able to see Klaus again soon. Since officially starting something together he had been the one making all the trips but she wanted to show him she was just as much as invested in making this relationship work despite living in two different cities as he was. That she was serious about being with him.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline parked the car across from the Mikaelsons home, the place she knew Klaus and his family were staying at, Klaus had mention the place a few times and how he and his family had built it when they first arrived in New Orleans and started to build the city way before her time, she took a moment to take the place in. It figured he would live in a place like this one. She rolled her eyes and gave a small huff in fond exasperation.

“Mommy, are we finally here?” Lizzie asked her impatience shining through. “I want to see Hope.”

“We are.” Caroline told her, shaking her head at her daughter’s inability to be patient. She’d liked to think she got that from Rick but she knew it was probably more from her than him.

“How long will we get to play with her?” Asked Josie eagerly. “Can we stay the whole day?”

“I was thinking we could stay the whole weekend? You might get to have your first sleepover with Hope?” Caroline looked between the girls, having turned in her seat to talk with them. “Would you like that?”

“Yes.” They both nodded their heads eagerly.

“Good.” Caroline smiled, turning back in her seat exiting the car, after she got the twins out, she took each of their hands and headed toward the large home of the Mikaelson’s.

She pushed her way through the gate into the open garden of the Abattoir.

“Hello?” She called, venturing further in and noticing Freya, the sister she only met once and Kol seeming to be looking over some kind of spell book.

“Well, well, well.” Kol looked up at her. “Won’t Nik just be thrilled to see you.”

“Is Hope home?” Asked Josie, gripping her mother’s hand tighter.

Lizzie however released her mother’s hand and ventured closer to where Kol and Freya were sitting. “Are you doing magic?” She asked curiously. “Aunt Bonnie does magic, too. Sometimes she teaches me and Josie. Do you teach Hope magic?”

“I do.” Freya smiled kindly at her.

“But I teach her.” Kol smirked.

Freya rolled her eyes, Kol and her were getting along better than when they first did but he still believed he knew better than her when it came to magic, something they continue to disagree on.

“But you’re not a witch.” Said Josie, finally releasing her mother’s hand and coming to stand beside her sister. “You’re a vampire.”

“Well, aren’t you an intuitive little thing.” Kol smirked. “I may be a vampire but I spent years studying and learning magic. I even know more than my older sister, Freya here and she supposed to be one of the most powerful witches in the French Quarter.”

“Or so he likes to believe.” Freya cut in, it was a repeated argument between them.

Caroline looked between the siblings in amusement.


She turned to see Klaus standing at the balcony hands on the railing, a look of confusion on his face before it shifted to one of concern. “Klaus.”

And it was like simply hearing his name coming from her lips had him motion as he quickly jogged down the stairs, coming to stop in front of her, his hand reaching out to her arm grasping it, glancing toward where the girls were standing beside Freya, peering at the spell books curiously. “Did something happened?”

“No, your always making the trip to see me. But it doesn’t always have to be that way. I wanted to see you.” She covered his hand on her arm. “Plus the girls missed Hope.” She reached out with her free hand placing it over his chest. “Your always the one to visit me, I thought we switched it up a bit and the girls and me would make the trip instead.” She paused. “Was that a bad idea?”

Klaus eyes went from concern to surprised to pleased. “No, it wasn’t.” He placed a hand on her neck, his thumb brushing beneath her ear as he closed the space between them, pressing his mouth to hers.

Caroline pressed against him, her hands gripping his shoulder as he nipped at her lip, opening her mouth to him and biting back a moan from the back of her throat at the swipe of his tongue.

“Get a room, Nik, there are children present.” Rebekah’s voice sounded as she walked into the garden, sending Caroline and Klaus a teasing smirk as they broke apart. “Caroline, how long will you be staying?”

“The weekend.” Caroline returned in kind. “But then I’ll have to get back to Dallas.”

“Perfect. That’ll give us plenty of time.” She smiled, moving toward the girls. “Hi girls. Do you remember me? I’m Rebekah, a friend of your mommy’s. Hope’s Aunt.”

Josie nodded as Lizzie said. “We have a aunt Bonnie.”

“Plenty of time for what?” Caroline looked at her confused, as she knelt in front of the girls to converse with them directly, a kind smile on her face.

“To go shopping, of course. Neither Freya and Hayley are the shopping kind of girl. So that’s where you come in.” She looked to the girls. “Would you like to shopping with your mommy and me? We could get you lots of pretty dresses.”

“We like pretty dresses.” Said Lizzie.

Josie nodded along. “It makes us look pretty like mommy.”

“Why do I get the feeling you just want to dress my girls like dolls?” Caroline wondered, the words said lightly.

“Maybe because I do.” Rebekah cast a grin over her shoulder. “Hope doesn’t like to let me dress her up. She much prefers art to shopping.” She sent Klaus a smirk. “Sadly she takes after her dad in that regards.”

Klaus grinned he couldn’t have been more happy about that.

“Josie, Lizzie?” A child’s voice sounded and the girls turned at the sound of their friend’s voice.

Elijah, Hayley and Hope, appeared with the little girl holding her mother’s hand.

“Hope.” The girls moved toward their friend at the same time Hope released her mother’s hand doing the same. “Come play.” The girls grinned.

“Momma can we go play in the play room?” Hope turned to her mother expectantly.

Hayley ran a hand over her daughter’s head. “Yeah, go play with your friends but try to stay out of trouble.”

“Hello Caroline.” Hope greeted as she and the girls went up the stairs, heading to the playroom.

“Hello,” She called after the girls retreated figures with a small laugh.

Klaus moved forward to the table Kol and Freya were where a child monitor sat in the center of the table, flicking it on and as soon as the girls made it to the room, they could hear the girls voices as they moved about the play room together.

Caroline felt better hearing them when they weren’t in her sights. Always worrying about the girls.

“Hope was just saying she wanted to see, Josie and Lizzie.” Said Hayley. “It’s good you brought them. She actually wanted them to go to a fair with her.”

“A fair?” Caroline repeated. “Are they having one this weekend?”

Hayley nodded. “It’s starts a day after tomorrow. We were going to take Hope. It’ll be nice if she had Lizzie and Josie to go with.”

“I’m sure the girls would like that.” She assured her. “And tomorrow we can go shopping with Rebekah, who knows maybe they can convince Hope to come along.”

And Rebekah smiled as Hayley said. “Good luck with that, she rather paint than go shopping.”

“So I’ve heard.” Caroline smiled.

“Have you and the girls got settled in?” Elijah wondered.

“Actually,” Caroline paused, glancing toward Klaus. “I didn’t want to impose or assume so I thought the girls and I would just stay at a inn or something, maybe one of the hotels.”

“You’ll stay here.” Klaus told her. “There’s plenty of room. And I know Hope would love the company.” His hand landed on her hip, tugging her into his side. “And so would I.”
Caroline smiled up at him. “That’s sounds great but there’s also your family to consider.” She shot a glance around the room.

Rebekah was watching them in amusement, Freya and Kol seemed to be ignoring what was going on in favor of their spell book, and Elijah and Hayley stood nearby, close together with Hayley pressed into Elijah’s side.

“Caroline, I’m sure I speak for the whole family but after what you did for our family you are always welcome here.” Said Elijah, then added on a little lightly. “Besides Klaus would have us in boxes if we said otherwise.”

Klaus rolled his eyes before focusing on Caroline. “Let’s get yours and the girls bags and get you settled in.” He grabbed her hand tugging her from the garden.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Klaus pushed the door open that was next to Hope’s room revealing a room newly redecorated with a set of twin beds, tables and dressers with flowery bed spreads and walls painted light blue.

Caroline looked on in surprise because it was cleary a room for children and the fact that everything was doubled for two.

“Do you think they’ll like it?”

Caroline turned to see Klaus looking hesitant but somehow hopeful at the same time.
“I think they’ll love it.” She stepped forward. “Did you have this room done up for them, it looks a lot like their room back home.”

“I did. I was hoping that there would be a time they would use it. That Hope would have them around. That I would have you at my side.”

Caroline smiled. “You know, you don’t have to keep saying these kind of things to me to win me over. You already done that.”

“I don’t say them to win you over. I say them because I meant every word.”

Caroline in response, pressed against him, curling her hand around the back of his neck and tug his mouth down to her, his hands instantly clutching at her as he deepened the kiss when they broke apart, he tugged on her hand and lead her a few doors down the hall, pushing his way into a room with a large bed, and an easel near the window. “You can get settled in here.”

“This is your room, isn’t it?” Asked Caroline, glancing around the room.

“If you wish to stay in the guest room you can but I much rather you stay with me.”

“I rather stay with you, too.” Caroline smiled up at him with a glint in her eye, giving him a push toward the bed and pushing down on his shoulders making him sit down on the edge of his bed.

Klaus peered up at her his eyes bright with adoration. “Caroline.”

“I love the way you say my name.” she tilted his head back to kiss him as she climbed into his lap straddling him, his hands instantly wrapping around her, holding her against him, as their mouths moved, lips seeking, tongue exploring and hands roaming.

“Caroline.” He grunted as she rotated her hips against his and she gave a laugh, smiling brightly before kissing him again, losing herself in the moment.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

“I can’t get Hope to come to one outing unless its to buy her art supplies yet Lizzie and Josie got her to come with us shopping.” Rebekah gave a small pout. “How is that fair.”

“She just wants to make her friends happy. Elena hated when I dragged her shopping but she went anyway.” Caroline gave a shrug. “It’s a friend thing I’m assuming.”

“They’ll have to visit more often.” Rebekah smiled, pulling off a cute little flower dress. “Think they can get her to try this on?” She asked with a grin.

“Can’t hurt to try.” Caroline replied.

Rebekah moved toward where Lizzie and Josie were pointing cute little items out to Hope, trying to get her interested in all the things they were.

“I think being around your girls is good for Hope.”

Caroline turned to see Freya, the oldest sibling of the Mikaelson family had decided to join just as they were leaving. Caroline didn’t know her all that well just what she learned from Klaus when he talked about his family but she thought she seemed nice enough at least for a Mikaelson anyway.

“It’s nice for the girls to have a friend that they don’t have to worry about hiding what they can do. Sometimes they slip up and syphoned or use their magic.” She had to compel more than a few parents and their children to forget what they saw.

“I’ve been teaching Hope how to control her magic, if you like whenever you and the girls are here I could teach them as well.”

“Oh, that’s really nice of you to offer but we’re only here for the weekend.”

“Right now sure but I’m sure we’ll be seeing each other more often now that you and Klaus are together. I hope you visit often.”

Caroline glanced at her. “Why? You don’t even know me.”

“No but I’d like to. I have a feeling you won’t be going anywhere so I’d like to get to know the woman who holds such an important place in my brother’s heart.”

Caroline had no intention to ends things between her and Klaus, so of course she didn’t plan on going anywhere. “I liked to know you as well, if you’ll be teaching my girls besides your part of KLaus’s family. I think it’ll be nice to get to know you better along with the rest of the Mikaelson’s I’m not all that familiar with.”

“Maybe we could do a family dinner.” Rebekah suggested, joining them. “Could be interesting especially when you gather all the Mikaelson’s in one room for more than an hour.”

“That dinner would sure be eventful.” Freya gave a small smirk. “How long do you think it’ll be before our brothers find something to fight about?”

“What do you think Caroline?” Asked Rebekah.

“It does sound rather entertaining as long as things don’t get out of hand with the kids there.” Caroline shared a grin with the two blondes.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline, the two female Mikaelsons and the kids returned to the compound after several hours of shopping their arms filled with bags.

“Did you buy out the entire store?” Hayley asked wryly as they passed the doorway, she was curled up on the couch with Elijah, the latter reading from the book.

“It was tempting but no.” Rebekah smirked.

“But we did get the girls a lot of things, I hope you don’t mind but I might have spurge a bit on Hope.” Caroline told her. “That’s okay isn’t it?” Since being a mom Caroline had met a few mother’s who weren’t comfortable with another mother buying their children things.

“It’s fine. I’m more surprised that she wanted anything relating to clothes. Did she actually want a dress?”

“Lizzie and Josie can be very persuasive, they wanted to wear matching dresses at the fair.”

“They actually got her to agree?” Hayley laughed.

“They did.” Caroline nodded with a smile as the girls walked around her into the room.

“Mom, I’m going to wear a dress tomorrow!” Hope exclaimed. “Caroline and aunt Becca said they do my and Lizzie and Josie’s hair.”

“It’s like playing dress up.” Lizzie nodded her head next to Hope.

“Plus we got shiny presents.” Said Josie. “The shiny is the best.”

“The Shiny?” Elijah close his book looking at the three little girls standing together, looking excited and happy and like they had a good time.

“She means accessories.” Said Freya in amusement. “Josie prefers to call it shiny.”

“Don’t forget sparkly.” Josie nodded her head.

“Sounds like you had fun.” Klaus said from the doorway and Hope ran to her daddy and he instantly scooped her into his arms.

“I like shopping whem Lizzie and Josie are there.”

“Then we’ll just have to make sure their around more often now won’t we?” He kissed her cheek, smiling at Caroline.

“Yes!” The three girls nodded their heads and a breathy laugh left Klaus’s lips and Caroline found she really like the sound of it and how care free he seemed in the presence of his daughter.

“C’mon, girls, let’s get all your pretty new things put away.” Rebekah took Josie and Lizzie by the hand, Hope quickly scrambled out of her father’s arm to follow after her friends.

“We’re doing dinner tomorrow night.” Freya looked to the occupants in the room. “Where’s Kol?”

“Who knows.” Hayley shrugged.

Freya rolled her eyes and went off in search of her most unpredictable brother.

“What’s this about dinner?” Elijah inquired.

“Oh, Freya was talking about getting to know me and the twins better and Rebekah thinks a family dinner would be a great idea to do so.” Caroline said as she felt Klaus slide up beside her his arm wrapping around her waist settling on her hip.

“That’s sounds rather eventful.” Hayley made a face. ”Hopefully no one tries to kill anyone.”

“I think we can manage up the restraint not to kill each other in front of the children.” Elijah said with a wry smirk.

Klaus rather liked the idea of having Caroline and the girls at a family dinner. Like their presence alone signifying that they were already a part of the Mikaelson family despite not having Mikaelson blood or the name.

“C’mon, Love, you can tell me what you got the girls for tomorrow.” He began to stir her out of the room and up the stairs toward his room.

“Why do I get a feeling that’s just an excuse to lead me up to your bedroom?”

Klaus grinned, opening his bedroom door, tugging her inside and pushing her up against it once it closed behind them. “Maybe because it is.” He lowered his mouth to kiss her his hands pushing her jacket off her shoulders, his hands sliding up beneath her shirt, wrapping around the bare skin of her ribs, his thumb grazing, the edge of her bra.

Caroline bit down on her lip at his touch. “What about the girls?”

“I think Freya and Rebekah have them occupied for the time being.” He pressed his mouth to her, slipping his tongue into her mouth.

Caroline gave a moan, quickly tugging his shirt from his body and tugging on his belt loop to pull his body tightly against hers. “Then you should definitely get to work on making me feel good.”

Klaus gave a chuckle picking her up and tossing her on the bed before quickly crawling over her, holding her arms above her head when she reached out to touch him. “I won’t make you feel good.” His lips brushed hers, as he held both her wrist in one hand and trailing the other one down her body, to her leg hiking it high on his and grinding against her, sliding his hand back up to cup her right breast. “I’ll make you feel amazing.”

Caroline skin flushed hotly as he took control of her mouth demandingly and she lost herself to the feel of his touch on her body, his mouth against hers, his hands on her bare skin, the weight of his body over her own.

God, she should visit New Orleans more often.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline woke up to the morning light streaming in through the open windows and the sounds of pencil scratching against paper, her eyes fluttered opened and landed on Klaus seated in a chair across from her, sketch pad balanced on his knee as his eyes flickered to her and his sketch pad.

“Try not to move, love, I’m almost finished.”

“Did you draw me in the nude?” Her eyes glanced down to just the sheet covering her chest, her right leg poking out from beneath the cover.

“Not completely you have a sheet.” He smiled crookedly at her.

“Well do I at least get to see it when it’s done?”

“Of course, anything you want, love.”

She smiled softly at his words and just watched him as he continued to draw, feeling a flush on her skin from his constant gaze. It felt like forever when he finally set his pencil down, brushing at the sketch. “Is it finished?”

“I’m afraid I was unable to capture your genuine beauty, your light.” He rose from the chair, sitting on the edge of the bed beside her.

Caroline reached for the sketch, her eyes widening. It wasn’t the first time she seen a drawing of his of her but it still caught her off guard by how beautifully done and unbelievably detailed it was. “I think you’re seeing me through rose colored glasses or something.” The girl in the photo was undoubtedly her but she seemed so perfect without a flaw.

Klaus plucked the sketch pad from her hand and tossed it onto the side table, pulling the sheet from her body before covering it with his own. “I see you just how you are.” He brushed strands of her blonde hair back from her face, his thumb rubbing over her pulse point.

“How’s that?” Caroline breathed, the adoring and enraptured look in his gaze making her lose her breath.

“Like your everything I could ever want or need.” He told her, his voice filled with so much want and the look in his eyes so intense it had her skin flushed hotly with want.

The words ‘I love you’ was on the tip of her tongue but she bit it back. She wasn’t ready to say those words. She knew Klaus loved her even if he never told her the words. Had known for years but she wasn’t ready to hear him say those words and she wasn’t sure she was ready to say them either. She wanted to be 100 percent sure of her feelings because once she said those words, there was no going back. Not for her and she knew, just knew Klaus would never let her go and she knew she wouldn’t be able to let him go either.

She curled her hand around his neck, tugging his mouth down to hers, kissing him slowly and sensuously, trying to express everything she was feeling into it.

Klaus groaned, sitting up and removing his sweats, parting her legs with his own, and settling between them.

“We should be getting up. The fair is today.” She knew the girls were excited to go.

“We have time.” Klaus said, lining up his body with hers and surging forward sinking into her heat, she threw her head back at the feel of him filling her so completely, moaning hands grasping at his back, legs hiking around his waist, locking her ankles at his lower back.

Klaus buried his head in her neck, groaning from how wet she was, his mouth trailing slowly over her and sucking at her pulse point his hands skimming her rib cage and grasping her hips as he pulled out quickly only to sink back into her heat slowly, dragging a pleasure filled moan from her.

Caroline gripped his curls and tugged his mouth to her own, drowning out the sound of her moans and his grunts as they lost themselves in each other.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

“Hey, are we ready for the fair or are we still getting ready?” Caroline walked into Hope’s room to see all three girls perched on her bed and Rebekah and Freya glanced at her from Hope’s closet.

“You came just in time to help them get ready.” Rebekah smiled.

“Mommy, can you do my hair?” Josie went to her mother.

Caroline scooped her up in her arms. “Of course, baby.”

Hayley sat at the vanity in her room. “The girls wanted to get ready with Hope and we were gonna get the twins ready for you. you seemed a bit occupied.”

Caroline blushed at the implication, knowing that they must have heard her and Klaus earlier. “Well clearly I’m not occupied anymore. I can help them get ready.”

“How is my brother?” Rebekah smirked tauntingly.

“Fine.” Caroline said primly.

“Rebekah and Hayley are only teasing.” Freya said with a small friendly smile, moving away from the closet. “I’m going to go make sure everyone else will be ready to go as soon as the girls are ready.”

“Alright.” Caroline put Josie next to her sister. “Why don’t we get you dressed and then Rebekah and I can fix your hair.”

“Okay.” Lizzie and Josie said.

“Caroline?” Hope said hesitantly.

“Yeah, sweetie.” Caroline smiled at the girl.

“Could you be the one to do my hair?” She asked shyly. “I want to look pretty and Daddy always thinks your so pretty.”

Caroline smiled, crouching in front of Hope and cupping her cheek. “Of course, anything you want, sweetie.” She assured her using the same endearment she used for her girls. “As long as it’s okay with your mom.” She glanced toward Hayley.

Hayley looked up from her spot. “It’s fine.” She came and ran affectionate hand over Hope head. “I’m gonna let you and Rebekah get them ready.” She said before exiting the room with one last smile at her little girl.

Hope smiled up at Caroline and Caroline nudge her chin affectionately as she stood up and turned to find Rebekah watching approvingly. “So what do we have dress wise?“ Rebekah turned back to the closet pulling out three dresses that were similar in design without being exactly the same, all different shades of blue with white flower designs. Caroline smiled approvingly. “Great choice. They’re gonna look so cute.”

“Psh.” Rebekah scoffed. “Their gonna be down right the most adorable little girls at the fair.”

Caroline turned to the girls and clapped her hands. “Alright girls let’s get you three ready.”

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline had just put the finishing touched on Hope’s hair, her hair pulled back in a braid, a few strands framing her face, she had fix Josie’s into a french braid and Rebekah had fix Lizzie’s into a fishtail braid.

“Hey, we ready to go?” Klaus pushed his way into the room.

Caroline smiled as she stepped back to admire each of their girls. “I would say so. What do you think?”

Klaus stepped beside her and stared at the girls putting on a show of thinking with his chin in his hand. “Twirl.” He rolled his hand in a circle motion.

The girls twirled.

Klaus tilted his head to the left. “Again.”

The girls twirled again, giggling with the spinning motion as their dresses twirled around their legs.

Klaus tilted his head to the right. “Again.”

“Dad!” Hope laughed as she, Lizzie and Josie twirled again, Rebekah bit back a smile as she watched Klaus be playful with the girls and seemed genuinely happy.

“I think that’s enough twirling.” Caroline said in amusement. “Now tell them what you think. Aren’t they the cutest?”

“Cute? Their not cute.” Hope frowned at her father’s words while Lizzie glared and Josie pouted. Klaus grinned then. “Their perfect.”

Caroline watched as each of their faces lit up with the compliment.

“Alright, let’s get going then.” Rebekah said ushering the girls out of the room, leaving Caroline and Klaus no choice but to follow.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

“Well, well, finally the rabbits left Nik’s room.” Kol smirked at Klaus and Caroline.

Hope tilted her head at her uncle. “Uncle Kol we don’t have any rabbits.”

“Of course we do.” Kol told his niece with a teasing glint. “You see Caroline and your father are the rabbits.”

“Kol.” Elijah scolded. “Do shut up.”

“Hmm.” Kol hummed. “No.”

“Why are you calling mommy a rabbit?” Josie frowned, looking at Kol in confusion.

“Because your mother and Nik have been doing it like bunny’s for the last 24 hours.”

“Kol!” Caroline exclaimed. “Don’t tell them that.”

“Doing what?” Lizzie tilted her head, with the same confused look of her sister.

“Well, you see when two people really like ea- Ow!” Kol grabbed his head, turning to glare at Freya.

“Please, remember you are speaking to children.” Freya looked at him pointedly.

“Yes, Kol do remember before I have to rip ou- seal your mouth shut.” Klaus glared at his brother, changing his wording.

“Alright.” Rebekah cut in. “Why don’t we get going. We wouldn’t want the girls to miss out on anything.”

Kol grumbled as they all headed out, muttering about how Freya was just a big pain in the ass just as much as Klaus was to him.

The girls held hands with Lizzie in the middle, Rebekah taking Hope’s free hand and Freya taking Josie’s free one.

Klaus tugged Caroline into his side as they followed them, and Elijah and Hayley followed their fingers interlaced.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Kol being the most playful of them had quickly got over earlier and had no problem playing with the girls, showing them how to play the fair games and taking them on the rides, while the rest of the family watched on in amusement.

After the first hour the girls had latched on to Kol insisting he do everything with them and occasionally managed to get the rest of the family to participate.

They went on rides, played some games, ate cotton candy and ice cream, played more games, stopped and got the girls faces painted, getting in a half hour break after the first two hours and got some lunch.

A hours later, the fair was winding down and the girls were getting tired after a day of playing fair games, going on rides, and running around from stand to stand and the sun was starting to set when Rebekah spotted a family photographer and insisted they take a picture.

The girls latched onto Kol with Hope jumping on her uncle’s back and Lizzie and Josie latching onto his arms, Freya and Rebekah linked arms, Elijah tucked Haley into his side and arm wrapped around her shoulder as she leaned her head against him and Klaus tugged Caroline, closely into his side an arm wrapped around her as she had one hand resting on his arm the other directly on his chest and they all smiled into the camera, despite a bit of reluctance from both Kol and Klaus on taking a family photo.

But the end result was definitely worth it if you ask Rebekah. A true moment of their family including its newest members where they actually felt like a united loving family.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

They had dinner that night as planned and surprisingly enough there was no conflict, not on a large scale anyway. There were more than a few teasing remarks from Kol about Klaus and Caroline sex life used in metaphors as not to draw questions from the girls much to Caroline’s embarrassment and Klaus barely refraining from threatening him in the presence of the girls, telling him to shut up instead when what he really wanted to do was rip out his brother’s tongue. There were petty arguments between Kol and Rebekah and Kol and Freya arguing about the use of a spell. Elijah sharing looks with Hayley while simultaneously scolding his siblings for acting like children more than the actual children. Meanwhile the girls were watching everyone argue with amusement, giggling to themselves and whispering to one another, seeming perfectly unbothered with the back and forth sibling banter from the adults.

All in all the dinner was a success and later that night Caroline pushed into the girls room, wanting to make sure they were getting ready for bed but they weren’t there her first instinct was to panic but before she could she heard their voices coming from Hope’s room.

She pushed the door open and smiled softly when she saw all the girl’s in Hope’s larger bed with said girl being in the middle of the twins. “And what are you girls doing in here?” She said with a smile.

“We’re having a sleepover.” Said Josie with an innocent grin.

“I can see that.” She smiled, glancing around the art paper and the colors surrounding them. “But aren’t you supposed to be in bed?”

“We are in bed.” Lizzie said.

“I think what your mother meant is shouldn’t you be sleeping.” Hayley pushed her way into the room smiling at the girls. “Hope, you know it’s almost past your bedtime.”

“I was hoping daddy would tell us a story.” Hope said as her mother walked further in the room gathering up all the art supplies from the bed and setting it on the side table.

“I think I can manage a quick story.” Klaus appeared in the doorway, he paused beside Caroline placing a kiss to the back of her neck before sitting on the edge of the bed. “What story should I tell? Oh, I know, how about the one where the most powerful family in the world protecting the most precious treasures in the world. Their three little princesses.”

Hayley moved to stand beside Caroline listening to Klaus tell the girls a story. “Hope was really happy today.” She spoke quietly. “I think a lot of that has to do with Josie and Lizzie. Not that Hope’s not a happy child because she is but when she’s around the girls she’s a ball of energy. It was really great to see. You should visit more often with the girls. I know Hope would really love it.”

“I’ll try to make it a point.” Caroline smiled. “The girls are really happy when their around her too. They consider her their best friend. What kind of parents would we be to keep them apart.”

Hayley offered up another smiled. “Besides Klaus is a lot more tolerable when your around.” She added teasingly and Caroline huffed a quiet laugh as she left the room.

Caroline stayed listening as Klaus spun a tale that had the girls enraptured until they could no longer keep their eyes open. Caroline moved to tuck the girls in and walked out of the room, closing off the light, the only light shining in through the window and closing the door but leaving it slightly ajar.

“Every time I see you with Hope and Lizzie and Josie it still surprises me how good you are with them.” Caroline murmured, placing a hand over his chest as they paused in front of the girl’s door.

“To be honest I’m just trying not to screw Hope up. I want to be the best father she can have.”

Caroline knew it wasn’t easy for Klaus to admit something that showed vulnerability but it really touched her that he was willing to be less guarded with her then he was with anybody else. “You are.” Caroline assured him, leaning up and pressing her lips to his for a moment before drawing back.

“C’mon.” Klaus tugged on her hand. “If you’re leaving tomorrow I want to spend as much time with you as I possibly can.”

Caroline grinned leaning her head against his shoulder, letting him lead the way, willing to follow wherever he was taking her.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline had the girls things packed the next afternoon to start the drive back home. Alaric had already called missing his girls and wanting to know when Caroline thought they would be back and as much as Caroline knew Lizzie and Josie loved this trip she knew they missed their father.

But the girls were sad to be leaving Hope.

Klaus had helped her packed the girls things in the car with Elijah’s help and she had said bye to most of the Mikaelson. Freya had said she enjoyed getting to know her over the weekend. Kol had teased her about Klaus and her. Elijah had been polite as ever and told her she and the girls were always welcomed in their home. Rebekah made mentions of on one of Klaus and Hope’s next visit on having the whole family tag along for a visit.

Once the girls were finished saying bye to their friend, Caroline crouched in front of Hope. “It was really good to see you, sweetie. I look forward to seeing you and your father soon.”

“Goodbye, Caroline.” Hope reached out her arms to her and Caroline wrapped the little girl in her arms.

Caroline pulled back pressing a kiss to her head. “Be good for your parents.”
Caroline smiled at Hayley. “It was good to see you, Hayley.”

“You too.” Hayley smiled.

After all the byes were out of the way, Klaus walked with the girls outside, to the car.
“Be good for your mom.” Klaus crouched in front of the girls. “I’ll bring Hope to see you soon.”

“Promise?” The girls asked.

“Promise.” Klaus assured him and was surprise when they both wrapped their arms around him, he looked up at Caroline as he wrapped an arm around each of them to see Caroline smiling down at him with a look that made his chest constrict with emotion.

“Alright, girls. We gotta go, Dad’s been calling you, he misses his little princesses.” Caroline took them by the hand and got them into the car.

“We miss daddy too.” Said Josie as Caroline lifted her into the car fastening her in the seat and doing the same with Lizzie.

“When you and Hope come visit can you bring, Kol?” Lizzie looked over Caroline’s shoulder to Klaus.

Klaus grinned just imagining bringing Kol kicking and screaming if he refused. “Of course, Sweetheart.”

Lizzie grinned as Caroline finished buckling the girls in and closing the back door turning to face Klaus. The only person she had yet to say goodbye too.

“So I finally let you show me around New Orleans.” Caroline teased.

“You did.“ Klaus tugged her against him his arms wrapping around her back. “Though, if I had my way you’d never want to leave.”

“I never said I wanted to leave.” She stared back at him, her hands on his chest. “But I have to as much as I loved getting to know the city and why you love it here so much, I have to get the girls back home.”

“I know the girls must miss their father but I’m going to miss you. And them.” Klaus admitted, tipping her head back as he brushed her hair away from her face. “We should consider eliminating the distance between the cities we live.”

“I don’t see you and your family leaving New Orleans and I can’t just leave Ric and my girls.”

“I’m not asking you to. I would never ask you to leave Lizzie and Josie. I just think we should consider working something out that’ll work for both of our families.”

“Lizzie and Josie would be thrilled to see Hope more. And I would like nothing more than to be with you everyday.” Caroline place a hand to the back of hi neck, moving her fingers through his curls. “I’ll talk with Alaric, see where he stands.”

Klaus rested a hand on her hip the other tangled in her hair. “We’ll work something out, Caroline. I promise.” He uttered quietly like a vow before claiming her mouth in a goodbye kiss until they saw each other again.

Caroline hated saying goodbye all except for the kiss because Klaus would kiss her like it might be the last time, like he had to memorize every little detail, the sounds she made, the way their lips moved. The way he kissed her always left her breathless and wanting more.

Caroline fell into the kiss but soon had to pull away, kissing him one more time before getting into her car and pulling away.

It was getting harder and harder to say goodbye to Klaus every time they parted ways.
She would always put her daughters first and she knew it was the same for Klaus.

Maybe he was right and it was time that they worked something out where they wouldn’t have to limit their time together anymore. The girls could see each other everyday and they could be together everyday with out the dreaded expectation of having to say goodbye.

It was something she was going to seriously consider. Now that she had finally allowed her self to be with Klaus. She had no intention of letting that go because they lived in different cities. They would work something out. It was just gonna take some time. But she was willing to make this work. And maybe then she would be able to tell him that she had fallen in love with him.


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nonsense-girl  asked:

Hi there! Can I request Kise for the kissing prompts #s 1, 2, 5, 22, 27, and 36?? Gyah sorry if there's too many prompts, they're just so good I had to ask so many of them! I hope you can find a way to string them all together^^ thank you!

Hello dear! No trouble at all, I rather enjoyed the challenge and your choices strung together rather nicely. I hope you like it!

Ryouta Kise – Kisses #1, 2, 5, 22, 27 and 36 

#1: being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterward

#2: one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other

#5: guys furrowing their brow when kissing passionately

#22: smiling just before or during the kiss

#27: bringing up the hands to cup the other person’s face while kissing

#36: that thing where someone turns into an unexpected kiss, like there were turning around and the other person was just super close

Kise watches you with your head down, eyes intensely focused on the paper in front of you. You always look so cute when you’re concentrating. Then again, he always thinks you look cute. You’ve been tutoring him for most of the semester, the school insisting that if he wants to continue playing basketball, he has to bring his grades up. He’d whined about it until he met you. Then he whined about how hard assed you are but he doesn’t really mind spending time with you. He just wished he could get you to see him as more than just a project. He knows he’s immature and childish at times but he really likes you.

Leaning more into your space, his breath fans the practice test he’s just finished and you’re grading.

“Kise, what do you wa-“you start only to be startled when you turn your head and your lips accidentally graze his; you’d no idea he was that close to you. The contact is brief, barely able to be considered a kiss but as you pull away Kise can’t stop his hand shooting behind your head to tug you forward, crashing your mouths back together.

His other hand cups your face, finger tips grazing over your skin making you shiver. He feels the tremor, your obvious enjoyment of what he’s doing making him smile into the kiss. Pulling you even closer, Kise’s brow furrows; now he’s the one concentrating, focusing on the feel of your lips, the taste of your mouth and the scent of your skin. If this ends up being just a fluke, he wants to remember every detail for the rest of his life.

Needing to feel more of you, Kise pulls you roughly from your chair to straddle him in his, hands roaming over your back but remaining on the outside of your clothes; he doesn’t want to push his luck. He curses his lungs need of oxygen, unwillingly releasing you with a slight moan. Unable to open his eyes for a few moments, he basks in the heat of your body pressed to his, the feel of your warm breath against his face.

“You know,” you say and he finally opens his eyes, “bribing me isn’t going to help your test scores get any better.”

He chuckles, hand grasping the back of your neck and pulling you forward again. Kissing the tip of your nose he says, “True, but I’m more likely to remember the material with the proper motivation.”

Best friend

Originally posted by bonniebird

Requested prompts, “Stop being stubborn and come cuddle me” and “I’m sorry I fell in love with my best friend”

Michael Gray - Best friend 

“Hello trouble.”

You instantly recognised that smooth and charming voice without needing to turn and see his handsome face. A sweet giggle nearly escaping your lips until you remembered you were certainly not meant to be happy with him, and you were ready to make him feel your wrath.

“Where the bloody hell have you been!”

He flopped down onto the springy, faded sofa and kicked his feet up one by one onto your coffee table; happily making himself at home.

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