I need you to be a monster /
which is to say, I am trying not to love you /
which is to say, I am still dreaming of kissing your claws.
― Fortesa Latifi
Like I think I had four in total messages asking to do something with Little Love, so here we are. It is not as long as the first part but just a short scene in their daily lives...and gives you an idea of how I imagined their life turning out after they got together.
Little Love part two
Caroline balanced her sleeping four-year-old daughter on her hip as she pulled the few groceries from her car. She shut the back door with her free hip and slowly made her way up the steps of her townhome. She kissed her daughter on the head and unlocked the front door. She made her way inside and the second she opened the door, she heard it.
“You are not leaving the house like that Elizabeth Mikaelson!” Klaus sounded loudly, pulling out his daughter’s full name. Caroline winced, knowing that if Klaus and Lizzie were fighting, it was going to last a long while, if it had not been going on for hours already. Both were stubborn and had tempers that flared up at the worst of times. “You are thirteen and way too young to be wearing anything remotely like that!”
“Oh my god, why do you hate me so much!” Lizzie screeched out in a high-pitched voice that always gave Caroline a migraine. Not even bothering to ask for help, Caroline walked into the kitchen to put the groceries on the counter, in order to keep Olaf from getting in them, before laying her still sleeping daughter on the couch in the living room. That child could sleep through anything; which Caroline always found to be a blessing.
“Elizabeth, I don’t hate you. I just do not want you walking around Richmond like a street walker.”
“I’m not going to walking around Richmond like a hooker Dad. It’s just a sleepover.”
“Then why are you wearing that skirt?”
“Penny and I wanted to go to the movies.”
“Will there be boys?”
“It’s a public place. So yes.” Lizzie snapped and Caroline sighed, closing her eyes. She knew about her daughter’s crush on a boy named Sebastian and knew that Klaus was paranoid about their daughter becoming involved with someone of the opposite sex. It was his worst nightmare.
“Nope. You’re not wearing that. Ever. In fact, I want that skirt. Bring it down when you have changed.” Klaus told her and his tone was final. She heard Lizzie screech again and Caroline was considering whether or not she should intervene; seeing that she was typically the disciplinarian between the two of them. But if Klaus was putting his foot down, she did not want to step on his toes; especially since she probably gave Lizzie the okay to buy whatever skirt they were fighting over in the process.
“I hate you!” Caroline went still as she heard the door slam. She didn’t hear Klaus’s footsteps at first, probably being rooted in place in front of Lizzie’s door. After a second, she heard Klaus move and make his way down the stairs. When he walked into the kitchen, Caroline took in her husband’s appearance. He looked haggard, tired and by the state of his jeans, had spent the majority of the day painting. Even after six years together, two years of marriage and a frustrating fight with their eldest child, Caroline’s heart still skipped when she saw him.
“Hey, I didn’t hear you come in.” Klaus said as he sat down at the counter, watching her put away the groceries. His eyes took in her appearance before his eyes looked around the room for their second child. “Where is Cassie?”
“Asleep on the couch.” Caroline replied with a soft smile. Much like when Lizzie was born, Klaus had fallen in love with their second daughter from the moment she told him she was pregnant; and like her older sister, she was a complete accident. “And I’m surprised she did not wake up with you and Lizzie having a screaming match.”
“Yeah, well, Cassie was always capable of sleeping through a natural disaster.” Klaus muttered and Caroline nodded in agreement. Cassie slept through the night since the day she was born. Lizzie had been a difficult baby and child that they expected the same with Cassie. Instead what they got was the easiest child on the planet; which both pleased and worried her parents. “She hates me.”
“No, she doesn’t.”
“She sure yelled it loud enough.” Klaus muttered, dwelling on his daughter’s words. Caroline knew that hearing Lizzie say she hated him would cut him deeply. She reached across the island and gripped Klaus’s hands in hers, giving them a squeeze; their rings brushing against one another. Klaus tossed her a bashful look and she could see how hurt he was.
“She doesn’t hate you.” Caroline whispered. “Right now, she is in her room, procrastinating coming downstairs because she regrets what she said. That and she knows that she is in trouble and is worried we will not let her go to her friend’s house tonight.”
“Should we keep her home? We always punish her when she throws a tantrum like this and not letting her spend the night at Penny’s would be a punishment.” Klaus said with a sigh. Caroline put her hands on her hips and shook her head.
“Oh no. She is most certainly going to her friend’s tonight. I have plans for you and part of those plans involves having no children present tonight.” Caroline narrowed her eyes teasingly and when Klaus’s lips perked into that devious smile he reserved only for her. Caroline could not help but feel a chill run over her skin.
“Daddy?” A small voice sounded from the archway that led to their living room. Both Caroline and Klaus turned to see Cassie standing there looking at them with blurry eyes. Cassandra Mikaelson looked much like her sister did at the tender age of four. She had the same dimples, lanky body and blue eyes. However, her hair was much lighter, similar to her mother’s, and was much straighter. “Is Auntie Kat here yet?”
“Hey Love Bug.” Klaus stood and walked over to Cassie and lifted her up into his arms, kissing the side of her head. “Auntie Kat will be here soon. Are you excited to go and spend that night with Nadia?”
Cassie bobbed her head excitedly. A few months after Klaus and Caroline decided to give a relationship ago, Caroline received a phone call from her best friend Katherine, telling her that she and Elijah took a weekend getaway and got married. No one in their family even knew they had gotten back together, let alone were thinking of marriage.
Well, in truth they weren’t thinking about it at all, but it was a spur of the moment decision. Klaus, who was still shocked by the news six years later, claimed that it was the first and last impulse decision Elijah ever made; Caroline blamed Katherine for that. Both Katherine and Caroline had fallen pregnant two years later, but unlike Cassie, Elijah and Katherine’s daughter Nadia was actually planned.
“Cassie, have you picked out what books you want to take yet?” The little girl shook her head, sending strands of her hair flying in Klaus’s face. “Why don’t you run upstairs and pick two. Put them in your bag by the bedroom door okay?” Cassie nodded, wiggling out of Klaus’s arms. Once she hit the ground, she took off running towards the stairs. “Go help her. If one us doesn’t, she will take all of her books and force Katherine and Elijah to read to her.”
“Elijah won’t mind that.”
“No, but Nadia, the offspring of Katherine, will throw a fit.” Klaus looked at Caroline and nodded. While Nadia wasn’t one to throw loud and abrasive tantrum like Lizzie, she was very good at make her displeasure known through more mischievous ways. Neither Klaus nor Caroline wanted a call in the middle of the night saying that the two girls got into a fight.
Fifteen minutes later, Caroline still alone in the kitchen because Klaus was most likely being talked into at least three books by Cassie, when Lizzie entered the kitchen. She was in jeans and an oversized sweatshirt; something that made Caroline raise her eyebrow.
“I see you changed.”
“You don’t even know what I was wearing.” Lizzie said in a small tone. Caroline looked at her daughter and saw that hurt and fear written on her face. She had been right that Lizzie was beating herself up in her room after what she said to Klaus. Lizzie was a daddy’s girl through and through; fighting with him caused her just as much pain. “It’s not like you’re going to let me go to Penny’s now anyway.”
“Sit.” Caroline replied, pointing to the stool. Lizzie obeyed and sat down, waiting for the lecture that was bound to come. “Now, I do not know how this started but I know how it ended. If your father feels that you should not be wearing a skirt out to the movies, then I will agree with him…. within reason. However, I know you most likely were going to see Sebastian tonight at the theater, hence the skirt. What skirt was it anyway?”
“The black plaid one.” Lizzie said, looking down at the counter and Caroline sighed. She remembered what it was like being thirteen and having her very first crush. In truth, Caroline would have done the exact same thing has a teenager and knew that Klaus had reason to worry if Lizzie tried to get away with some of the things Caroline got away with. In the back of her mind, Caroline wondered if she should put Lizzie on birth control in the next few years. She was thankful that she hadn’t gotten her first period yet, but Caroline was waiting for that to come any day.
“Lizzie, I bought that skirt for you last year. You’ve gone through a growth spurt since then and it is way too short now. I thought we put that in the donate pile the last time we cleaned out your closet?” Lizzie shook her head. “Okay, well I agree with you father and you cannot keep it.”
“Okay.”
“Now, when your dad comes down with Cassie, I want you to apologize to him and I never want to hear you say those words to him again.” Lizzie’s face screwed up and turned red. Caroline could see that Lizzie regretted the words the moment they came out of her mouth. Caroline walked around the counter and took her daughter into her arms.
“He hates me now, doesn’t he? I didn’t mean to say it. I was just so mad, and my temper took over. I saw the look on his face as I slammed the door and I knew I made a mistake. I wanted to apologize but I don’t think he could ever forgive me.”
“Elizabeth, listen to me.” Caroline pulled away and looked at her. “No matter what you do or say, your father will always love you. Nothing will change that. Yes, your words hurt him especially because he loves you so much. Yes. He can be overprotective at times but that is because you’re growing up so fast and that scares him. Behind that rough exterior, he really is just a big softie that you have to be gentle with, okay?” Lizzie nodded her head. “Now, Aunt Katherine already agreed to drop you off so you can still go to Penny’s tonight. Do you want to change?”
The sounds of Cassie’s voice flowed down the hallway and into the kitchen; describing in excruciating detail about some elephant fact she learned in one of her books. Despite, being only four years old, Cassie was on a second grader reading level and loved anything to do with elephants. Klaus seemed to be listening patiently, but Caroline could tell that he was not retaining a single word as he sat Cassie’s bag on the floor of the kitchen.
At the sight of her father, Lizzie jumped off the stool and ran over to Klaus; wrapping her arms around his waist tightly. She buried her face into his Henley and sniffled. Caroline saw Klaus’s shoulder’s sag ever so slightly as he wrapped his arms around her. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. Caroline held out her hand to Cassie and asked to see the books she picked out.
“I’m sorry Daddy!” Lizzie whimpered. Klaus tightened his grip on her and pulled her close to him. “I didn’t mean it. I promise. I could never hate you. I just got so mad and I didn’t mean it. I’m so sorry. Please don’t hate me.”
“I could never hate you Little Love.” Klaus whispered in her hair, kissing the top of her head again. He pulled her from his arms and peered down into her face, looking into her eyes. “I love you very much. That will never change. Nothing you say can change that. Okay?” Lizzie nodded and Klaus kissed her forehead one last time. Lizzie pulled from him and headed towards the stairs; messing up Cassie’s hair as she went.
By the time Katherine arrived, Lizzie had changed into something Klaus and Caroline thought was more fitting for a thirteen-year-old girl; simple jeans and a tank-top with a zip up jacket. Katherine easily loaded up her two nieces and pulled away from the townhouse. When they shut the door behind them, both Klaus and Caroline leaned against it, gazing at one another; listening to the silence of their house.
“Are we really sure we want another one?” Caroline asked and Klaus snorted. He turned to look at his wife, taking her hand and kissing the back of it. Neither Lizzie nor Cassie were planned but a few months back Klaus and Caroline began tossing around the idea of having a third. Caroline stopped taking her birth control and it should be out of her system completely; making it easier for them to conceive.
“Come now, Love, we’ve got to have at least one in wedlock.” He kissed her wedding rings before pulling her to him. Caroline went easily into his arms, always enjoying the feeling of them wrapped around her. “Hopefully this time we can have a boy.”
They did end up having a boy; what they didn’t expect was their son’s twin sister along with him.
When Rayna Cruz kills Alaric, Caroline puts her girls in a car and drives to New Orleans, looking for help.
Elijah and Hayley take her in and gives her and her daughters protection, while the hybrid is on Haiti, looking for magic that can make him truly invincible and more powerful than anyone else in this world.
When Klaus Mikaelson returns to New Orleans, the old magic of wodoo queen and Caroline Forbes’s life interwine with his in the most peculiar and dangerous ways.
Did this psycopath scratch his way into your heart with his hybrid claws?
Mates AU + Reincarnation. Huge thanks to @austennerdita2533 for betaing. Inspired and written for @feemechante.
For @klaroline-events
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There is a stabbing cold coming from the cromlech, from which chills are thrown outward every now and then. Even the warmest shawl cannot save Caroline from the wind when it wriggles like a meandering snake against her face to leave icy kisses on her skin.
There are so many legends associated with this place that it makes her head spin. In the guidebook, which the charming red-haired wife of a gloomy owner of a tourist shop stuck into her hands in Inverness, its spine pungent with the scent of mint candies and sage, there is a story about a powerful witch whose love for her children was so strong that she cursed them rather than allow death to touch them. But magic has a price, and she had to pay hers in blood. According to legend, she had pierced the hearts of her children with a ritual blade, poured their blood on the stones, and sacrificed someone else’s child. Her black witchcraft defiled cromlech, however, and the children, who did not appreciate their mother’s actions, rebelled against her …
Caroline Forbes, a talented jeweler in the past, and a CEO of «Forbes Diamonds» in the present. While she used to enjoy working on jewelry collections, the management was never what she wanted for herself. Now she is stuck in the corporative version of Hunger games and Game of thrones combined, where she has to everyday prove the board of directors wrong. On top of that, her marriage with Stefan Salvatore, who used to be her best friend at a time, is going downright to hell and she is certain that he’s been cheating on her with no other than Elena Gilbert herself.
Klaus Mikaelson, an aspiring artist by day, and a hitman by night. He travelled the world, killed, painted and decided to settle in New York for a while. He never expected to meet a fierce girl on a exhbition, whose words on his painting cut him to the core. Nor he expected that he will be paid to murder by her own husband.
What could wrong anyway?
inspired by @thetourguidebarbie and for @feemechante
If you have to speculate if someone loves you and wants to be with you, chances are they don’t. It’s not that complicated. Love, in most cases, betrays the one feeling it.
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