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Jamie Bell as Abraham Woodhull, Heather Lind as Anna Strong, Ian Kahn as George Washington, Seth Numrich as Benjamin Tallmadge
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— however long it takes. yours, klaus
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emma swan appreciation meme ♡ day 10: favourite s5 episode
Birth (5x08)
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captain swan making my heart melt → 44 /ꝏ
What is this Anne of Green Gables coffee shop au that CBC is giving me
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With this pen, I take you, Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert, to be my family forever. To call you mine and to be yours. For always.
I Am No Bird, and No Net Ensnares Me
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The Magic that Binds Us
A Klaroline Gives Back gift for @thetourguidebarbie who I only hope doesn’t hate me for taking as long as I did. A sequel to this oneshot, this is a Harry Potter Soulmate AU that took on a life of its own. Angie, you’re literally one of the best people I know, thank you for putting up with my chronic procrastination problem.
Fancy a lunch date? - K
Caroline smiled to herself despite the purple paper airplane that had floated to her desk and unceremoniously poked her in the head until she paid attention. Trust Klaus’s charm on the thing to be annoyingly persistent, just like him.
She couldn’t say she minded though.
The clock on the wall ticked down to her lunch hour with agonizing slowness, and Caroline swore there was a spell on the thing, making every second feel like an hour whenever someone looked at it.
(And it would be her fault for taking an office-warming gift from Kol. Little jerk would hang around the confiscated objects department and nick something just to drive her up the wall.)
The seconds did tick down though, and as soon as noon came she was up and out of her desk, heading towards the elevator before anybody could capture her attention. It was difficult keeping still in the back of the lift while bored wizards waited numbly for their floor, ambling much too slowly for Caroline’s liking, until the lift’s disembodied voice finally called her stop.
Level Nine, Department of Mysteries
She practically flew out of the doors onto Level Nine, heading down the dark corridor fearlessly, a stark contrast to the first time she’d taken the trip down here. Once through the first door there were twelve in front of her, ever changing, meant to protect the secrets of the ministry’s most enigmatic department. Only Unspeakables knew how to find their way through this level.
Well, Unspeakables and the people dating them.
As if by invitation, a door to her far left swung open and Caroline practically skipped through and into the waiting arms of Klaus on the other side.
“Miss me, love?” he asked, after kissing her soundly.
“I’d say yes, but your ego doesn’t need it.” Caroline pulled away slightly, enough that he could wind his arm around her waist and lead her over to his office.
“You wouldn’t be so deprived if you’d simply accepted my offer,” Klaus reminded her, leading them inside and making quite sure to lock the door behind him. Not that anybody came down here — the department was still avoided by most in the Ministry, and for good reason. But Caroline would never forgive him if anyone ever caught them in a compromising situation, and Klaus adored her too much to refuse her.
“We’ve been over this,” Caroline said, rolling her eyes. “I like being in the Minister’s office.”
“The Minister’s a puppet and you know it sweetheart, Elijah’s pulling all the strings. He’ll probably be making a run for it when the time comes.”
“And when he does, I’ll be the perfect candidate for adviser,” Caroline said smugly, and Klaus pouted, unable to refute her logic.
“Relax,” she cooed, smiling fondly and wrapping her arms around his neck. “If I ever get bored, I’ll be right down here with you.”
Klaus hid his smile against the soft skin of her neck, nipping kisses along her pulse point, and smirking at the hitch in her breath. “Consider the benefits,” he whispered in her ear, backing her into the large oak desk. “We’d see so much more of each other.”
Caroline moaned quietly at the feel of his hands gripping the fabric of her robes, pulling them up so that she could slip out of them easily. She wished she had the luxury he did of staying in Muggle clothes, the benefit of his position keeping him out of sight from the rest of the Ministry as well as his ties to Elijah.
Honestly, she couldn’t imagine anyone telling Klaus what to do.
Her thoughts were slammed back to the present as Klaus set his hands on her waist and hoisted her easily so that she was sitting on the edge of his desk. He gave her a dirty smirk, keeping his wide lust-blown gaze on her as he sank to his knees, pushing up her pencil skirt.
“One day, we could try actually eating a meal on our lunch breaks,” Caroline said breathlessly as she bunched her skirt around her waist.
Klaus simply raised an eyebrow. “I’m afraid my mouth is about to be otherwise occupied.”
Caroline gulped, spreading her legs so that he could curl his long fingers around her calf and trail them upwards, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Once he reached the apex of her thighs, he leant forward, pressing a kiss to her hipbone before letting his teeth scrape against her skin and drag the lace of her thong down her legs until it fell to dangle off one heel.
She kicked the material off, letting out a low moan as Klaus made good on his promise and went to work on her pussy, his tongue working more magic than any spell could manage. Caroline had a white-knuckle grip on the desk edge with one hand, the other went to Klaus’s curls, running her fingers through them as he teased her to the edge, lips closing over her clit and causing her to see stars.
By the time she came down from her orgasm, Klaus was on his feet and undoing his jeans, and Caroline had never been happier for his disregard of Ministry dress codes.
“Seriously, lunch,” she said teasingly as she reached out for him, tugging him closer by his belt loops and wrapping her hand around his cock. “I could try cooking.”
“You’re not half as talented behind a stove as you are doing this,” Klaus growled, too impatient for her teasing. A flick of his hand and his desk cleared, and he wasted no time pushing Caroline down and burying himself in her, delighting in the keen little cry she gave.
Maybe one day they’d manage to remain decent on a lunch break. But today, he had at least one more round to go.
The Magic that Binds Us
A Klaroline Gives Back gift for @thetourguidebarbie who I only hope doesn’t hate me for taking as long as I did. A sequel to this oneshot, this is a Harry Potter Soulmate AU that took on a life of its own. Angie, you’re literally one of the best people I know, thank you for putting up with my chronic procrastination problem.
Fancy a lunch date? - K
Caroline smiled to herself despite the purple paper airplane that had floated to her desk and unceremoniously poked her in the head until she paid attention. Trust Klaus’s charm on the thing to be annoyingly persistent, just like him.
She couldn’t say she minded though.
The clock on the wall ticked down to her lunch hour with agonizing slowness, and Caroline swore there was a spell on the thing, making every second feel like an hour whenever someone looked at it.
(And it would be her fault for taking an office-warming gift from Kol. Little jerk would hang around the confiscated objects department and nick something just to drive her up the wall.)
The seconds did tick down though, and as soon as noon came she was up and out of her desk, heading towards the elevator before anybody could capture her attention. It was difficult keeping still in the back of the lift while bored wizards waited numbly for their floor, ambling much too slowly for Caroline’s liking, until the lift’s disembodied voice finally called her stop.
Level Nine, Department of Mysteries
She practically flew out of the doors onto Level Nine, heading down the dark corridor fearlessly, a stark contrast to the first time she’d taken the trip down here. Once through the first door there were twelve in front of her, ever changing, meant to protect the secrets of the ministry’s most enigmatic department. Only Unspeakables knew how to find their way through this level.
Well, Unspeakables and the people dating them.
As if by invitation, a door to her far left swung open and Caroline practically skipped through and into the waiting arms of Klaus on the other side.
“Miss me, love?” he asked, after kissing her soundly.
“I’d say yes, but your ego doesn’t need it.” Caroline pulled away slightly, enough that he could wind his arm around her waist and lead her over to his office.
“You wouldn’t be so deprived if you’d simply accepted my offer,” Klaus reminded her, leading them inside and making quite sure to lock the door behind him. Not that anybody came down here — the department was still avoided by most in the Ministry, and for good reason. But Caroline would never forgive him if anyone ever caught them in a compromising situation, and Klaus adored her too much to refuse her.
“We’ve been over this,” Caroline said, rolling her eyes. “I like being in the Minister’s office.”
“The Minister’s a puppet and you know it sweetheart, Elijah’s pulling all the strings. He’ll probably be making a run for it when the time comes.”
“And when he does, I’ll be the perfect candidate for adviser,” Caroline said smugly, and Klaus pouted, unable to refute her logic.
“Relax,” she cooed, smiling fondly and wrapping her arms around his neck. “If I ever get bored, I’ll be right down here with you.”
Klaus hid his smile against the soft skin of her neck, nipping kisses along her pulse point, and smirking at the hitch in her breath. “Consider the benefits,” he whispered in her ear, backing her into the large oak desk. “We’d see so much more of each other.”
Caroline moaned quietly at the feel of his hands gripping the fabric of her robes, pulling them up so that she could slip out of them easily. She wished she had the luxury he did of staying in Muggle clothes, the benefit of his position keeping him out of sight from the rest of the Ministry as well as his ties to Elijah.
Honestly, she couldn’t imagine anyone telling Klaus what to do.
Her thoughts were slammed back to the present as Klaus set his hands on her waist and hoisted her easily so that she was sitting on the edge of his desk. He gave her a dirty smirk, keeping his wide lust-blown gaze on her as he sank to his knees, pushing up her pencil skirt.
“One day, we could try actually eating a meal on our lunch breaks,” Caroline said breathlessly as she bunched her skirt around her waist.
Klaus simply raised an eyebrow. “I’m afraid my mouth is about to be otherwise occupied.”
Caroline gulped, spreading her legs so that he could curl his long fingers around her calf and trail them upwards, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Once he reached the apex of her thighs, he leant forward, pressing a kiss to her hipbone before letting his teeth scrape against her skin and drag the lace of her thong down her legs until it fell to dangle off one heel.
She kicked the material off, letting out a low moan as Klaus made good on his promise and went to work on her pussy, his tongue working more magic than any spell could manage. Caroline had a white-knuckle grip on the desk edge with one hand, the other went to Klaus’s curls, running her fingers through them as he teased her to the edge, lips closing over her clit and causing her to see stars.
By the time she came down from her orgasm, Klaus was on his feet and undoing his jeans, and Caroline had never been happier for his disregard of Ministry dress codes.
“Seriously, lunch,” she said teasingly as she reached out for him, tugging him closer by his belt loops and wrapping her hand around his cock. “I could try cooking.”
“You’re not half as talented behind a stove as you are doing this,” Klaus growled, too impatient for her teasing. A flick of his hand and his desk cleared, and he wasted no time pushing Caroline down and burying himself in her, delighting in the keen little cry she gave.
Maybe one day they’d manage to remain decent on a lunch break. But today, he had at least one more round to go.
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Chapter Five is up!
Title: Some Body That I Used to Know Rating: M Summary: When Caroline’s ex comes to her saying he’s been accused of murder, she’s not surprised. That tends to happen when you’re king of the criminal underworld, after all. That he didn’t do it, though? Infinitely more interesting. Can she prove him innocent, at least of this crime, before it’s too late? For @hummingbirds-and-champagne
Thank you to @garglyswoof and @chica-cherry-lola for beta work!
This has a flashback scene that many of you asked for, so I hope you like the fluff!
Read the new chapter here.
Read from the beginning here.
I HAVE LIVED IN THIS FIC FOR THE PAST 24 HOURS, and it’s honestly the most fun I’ve had in fandom. Gifs explain my love:
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Title: Some Body That I Used to Know Rating: M Summary: When Caroline’s ex comes to her saying he’s been accused of murder, she’s not surprised. That tends to happen when you’re king of the criminal underworld, after all. That he didn’t do it, though? Infinitely more interesting. Can she prove him innocent, at least of this crime, before it’s too late? For @hummingbirds-and-champagne
Thank you to @garglyswoof and @chica-cherry-lola for beta work!
This one has the veronica mars scene… ;)
Read the latest chapter here.
Read from the beginning here.
If you haven’t read this fic, your life is sad and you are sad. GIF REVIEW TIME
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Chapter three is up!
Title: Some Body That I Used to Know Rating: M Summary: When Caroline’s ex comes to her saying he’s been accused of murder, she’s not surprised. That tends to happen when you’re king of the criminal underworld, after all. That he didn’t do it, though? Infinitely more interesting. Can she prove him innocent, at least of this crime, before it’s too late? For @hummingbirds-and-champagne
Thank you to @garglyswoof and @chica-cherry-lola for betaing and @goldcaught for the prompt for the scene that start it all…
Read the latest chapter here.
Read from the beginning here.
Since ffnet is being weird about sending out email alerts, I’d especially appreciate the reblogs this round to spread the word <3 Hope you guys like it!
SO, IT’S BEEN TOO LONG, and really it is unacceptable for me to take this long, but now that real life isn’t kicking my ass anymore my first order of business is losing my shit over this amazing fic. GIFS GALORE UNDER THE CUT
I meant to ask, did you ever catch up on Alice Isn't Dead? Because the second season has started now, and I still can't listen to it after dark.
THEY STARTED THE SECOND SEASON?! So I’ve been under a mountain of work known as practicum in my journalism program (which ended today, yay!) so this is the best news to celebrate. I did catch up on the entire podcast, it was so delightfully creepy, and tragic, and I’m going to listen to the second episode right now.(Sidenote: I loved the title so much that I started plotting an entire fic around the title ‘Caroline Isn’t Dead’. Should probably update the things I have going first though.)
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captain swan in 6b
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our story began on the beanstalk, and i’ll be damned if it ends there too.
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I have no regrets. I really have no regrets. I have put one million percent of myself into this woman for the last six years, I have lived and breathed her, cared about her, worried about her, studied every script inside and out, tried to find every possibility, every option, everything I could possibly do, worked so closely with Eddy and Adam with every detail of her. I’ve poured my genuine honest heart into her, so I have no regrets. - Jennifer Morrison