i will never be a hand model

goldcaught  asked:

headcanons + supermodel kc au [chin in hands]

  1. There is an age difference. It’s about 8 years. Klaus would be 30 to Caroline’s 22.  He is an ex-model turned photographer.  Until her shoot with him, everyone  had her pegged as the peppy one.  He’s the first to dress her in sleek hair and dark, dramatic makeup, and Caroline realizes as she looks at that spread that she can actually do this.
  2. Their relationship begins as a series of drunken hookups at after parties.  At least that’s what they say.  But neither of them can recall the other ever tasting like alcohol.
  3. She becomes the face for the infamous designer, Katerina Petrova’s, fashion lines.  It’s known that Kat cannot stand Klaus.  It’s also known that she refuses  to let another photographer work her line after Caroline is hired.
  4. Caroline goes on a brief bender, when her and Klaus “breakup” (except they were never together, right?).  There were nasty accusations.  At one point he may have told her that her obsession with control was what ruined them.  He immediately regrets it when he sees the paparazzi pictures.  There would be an entire storyline around this and Caroline  finding herself again.
  5. The initial end would be bittersweet but hopeful, and involve Caroline becoming a photographer herself.  But not in the fashion industry.  But there would be an epilogue that would make everything happy.

Send me a ship and an AU

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.