• a-little-blonde-distraction was approximatelytrue’s secret santa - gift here
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OKAY THAT’S EVERYONE. GO SHOWER YOUR SANTAS IN LOTS OF LOVING.

Until next year :) *coughs*and at Valentines*cough*

-x- Leonie

The big reveal will happen tomorrow, so stay tuned!!! :)

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE, SHARE THE KLAROLINE LOVE ON THIS FINE DAY!!!

-x- Leonie

Merry Christmas, amandasalvatore!

Hope you like this little fanmix, hope you don’t mind my wide variety in music ;) All these songs are meant to be from Klaus’ POV!

• Listen to it here :)

So much for resisting the Original Hybrid, Caroline thought as her heels clicked against the marble entrance of the Mikealson’s mansion.

What a sick joke! One year. That was all it took him to sweep her off her feet. One year. Only a year ago they were plotting his death. As usual, the plan had gone catastrophically wrong, and despite her constant attempts to convince herself that its failure was not something that pleased her, she miserably and utterly failed. The outcome of the last plan had been too horrific for any of them to go anywhere near the possibility of murdering Klaus again. Let’s just leave it at the fact that everyone slept with one eye opened for a whole month. Minus Caroline who had the audacity to still think that he would not hurt her.

Well, he proved as much with his constant persuasion even after what happened. He gave her the cold shoulder until she went up to him and apologized,

‘I’m sorry, OK?’ she had said ‘I didn’t know it would hurt your feelings. I didn’t know that you had feelings to begin with’ that was not the best completion she had come up with. No one said that it was the worst, either.

‘And can you really blame me? I mean, look what you did! You killed Tyler’s mom!’ he glared at her and she bit her lower lip.

Yeah, he did kill Tyler’s mom, but that didn’t mean that Caroline didn’t want to flirt with him over a glass of champagne again!  (Shut up you never heard that because she never said that)

‘You should really think before you speak, sweetheart’ he spat through gritted teeth.

‘I’m sorry’ she muttered again.

And after that little incident, Klaus just continued to be his charming self while Caroline relished in it. She was no longer tied by a cold relationship with Tyler, not after the splitting of opinions they had over the whole killing Klaus plan. Still, the guy had the decency to go out of his way and judge her when she got a little too close for comfort to Klaus.

She told him to go screw himself.

It wasn’t like she hated him or anything. It was more like “you didn’t fight for me” sort of bitterness. He had every right to hate him and she understood. But that didn’t mean she had to put up with his interference! (Don’t judge. Sometimes her heart acts on its own accord!)

Oh well, that was such a long time ago. Not that long, though, merely at the beginning of the year that Caroline decided to waltz into the Original’s arms at the end of it.

Despite her almost affirmed knowledge that Klaus would be more than a little delighted to see her surrendering, she couldn’t help but feel quite nervous as she stepped closer to the huge front door. That probably had everything to do with the fact that she had literally pushed him away when he kissed her around a month ago, yelling obscenities at him and calling him a jerk for kissing her(she had totally moaned and let him roll his tongue over hers, but whatever! She still could blame him, because he was like getting under her skin and she was like falling in his trap and that kind of stuff. Don’t judge!) Caroline was just so frightened at the mere notion that Klaus actually aroused her, not just physically but emotionally and all. She began to crack under pressure and he had not so much as glanced in her direction after the aforementioned incident. Why did he suddenly decide to be a gentleman? She did not know. Maybe too tired of being rejected had everything to do with that.

She fought the urge to scoff at the Christmassy decorations as she stepped closer to the gigantic front door. Who knew Klaus would be so intent on such a trivial human tradition. But that was probably Rebekah’s doing who stopped hating him three months after waking up from yet another long slumber. Caroline would never understand how these two rolled.

So how ridiculous was it to have her legs trembling like the little coward she was? Why was she so outrageously nervous? Oh right, rejection.Fine, she’ll admit it. She couldn’t bear the thought of him rejecting her. True, he had never showed the smallest indication that he would do such a thing, but, you know, shooting his advances on the course of a year and a half could completely change that. The guy still had dignity and crap what had she done to herself!

Even more ridiculous was that the only line that she could think of was “All I want for Christmas is you” and just how cheesy was that? Like, seriously, couldn’t she be more creative or something? Where did all the words go when she needed them, Goddammit??!!

OK, fine, no more thinking.

She knocked urgently on the door, just praying that it wasn’t Rebekah with a snarky remark that would greet her. Within less than two seconds the door swung opened. She almost couldn’t believe her good luck when Klaus in his gloriously delicious black shirt and jeans greeted her, a hint of smirk on his lips as though he already knew what she came for (and really wasn’t it obvious?). And gosh, his dimples were so distracting and those kissable lips were so very alluring.

‘Hi’ she gulped down.

Seriously? Hi? She scolded herself, mentally killing herself in ten different ways.

‘To what do I owe this honor, Caroline?’ he asked indifferently, folding his arms across his chest and leaning against the door frame.

Dammit why did her name sound like a frigging melody rolling off his tongue? As if she needed anymore distractions.

‘I ….’ She began unsurely ‘I just wanted to….’ She halted, her eyes practically raking over his perfect body. She could see his biceps and abs through that tight shirt.

‘You want what, love?’ he asked impatiently.

Oh crap! She was going to screw this up.

And since no words were exactly present in her mind (Shut up, she wasn’t going to say “all I want for Christmas is you”) she decided to do rather than say.  She practically attacked him, throwing herself at him and wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his pillow-soft, lusciously inviting lips. Damn him and his reflexes, he immediately responded, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her ardently. She moaned as he brought her closer to him, his hands roaming her back as she ran her hands through his hair. He trailed his tongue along her bottom lip and she complied, opening her mouth and allowing him to invade it. Why did he have to be so good and taste so wonderful and smell so intoxicating? He was supposed to be evil-looking, like, you know, old, missing an eye, with bad breath.

Caroline was way past that point, though.

So what if he was evil? He liked her, truly and genuinely cared for her. He treated her like no one had ever done. He took care of her and was willing to put the world under her feet. And, well, let her be selfish! Everyone else was!!

Yeah, still evil? Caroline didn’t think so!

Wanting him more than anything, she hoisted herself up and wrapped her legs around his waist, breaking apart for a fraction of a second to catch her breath before resuming her attack. He ran his hand up her thighs, resting them on her hips, enjoying her urgency after backing her to a wall and trapping her between himself and it.

He broke apart moments later, though. And (surprise, surprise!) they were both panting. Hard. She searched for any sign of objection in his eyes but found that he was smirking at her like the cocky devil he was.

‘Caroline’ he started sweetly, lingering on her name as though he knew how much it messed with her.

Oh how much she hated him!

‘Yes?’ she raised an eyebrow at him.

‘Do you know what I wished for this Christmas?’ he asked innocently.

It took all Caroline’s strength not to fall back with laughter, and if it wasn’t for the fact that his body was still grinding against hers which was (believe it or not) extremely distracting, she would have probably burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter.

Still think he’s evil?

‘I don’t know’ she shrugged ‘World War Three?’ she mocked, slightly chuckling.

He chuckled, shaking his head lightly ‘I wished for you, Caroline’ he smiled widely at her, blue eyes and dimples and all.

‘How cheesy’ Caroline scoffed (Shut up that wasn’t what she had been thinking about through the whole trip to his house), but couldn’t help the butterflies in her stomach.

He laughed lightly, but she cut him off, kissing him again.

Damn him, she couldn’t get enough of those lips!! 

Who knew that Klaus’s infectiously joyful grin would finally make an appearance when he received tickets to Manchester United

 game?

Well, Caroline definitely didn’t know.

It actually started off as, to put it very mildly, annoying; his obsession with that team. The first time Caroline figured out about that obsession was about three weeks after they started dating. They were happily cuddling on his couch, in the living room of his mansion, talking about random subjects and teasing each when Klaus took sudden interest in knowing what time it was. Caroline didn’t understand what made him so eager at first. She was even more confused when he shot up to his feet and dragged her downstairs with him to a basement where he kept the most gigantic flat screen Caroline had ever seen. She thought Klaus never bothered to watch TV and he told her as much himself, so why did he suddenly break the peacefulness and the perfection of their moment to watch TV? He quickly turned on the TV and settled comfortably on the couch before turning to her with a quizzical glance. Uncertainly, she joined him and he draped an arm over her shoulders casually.

‘Seriously?’ Caroline began when the match started ‘we are watching soccer?’ she huffed crossing her arms on her chest.

‘It’s football, love’ Klaus made a face.

And who knew Klaus was such a sports guy? No one.

She soon came to realize that he only cared for it when Manchester United was playing.  He cared so much that he’d get excessively excited over their winning and extremely frustrated should they fail to come out victorious.

At first, it was cute, but quickly enough, it became extremely irritating. He did not even notice her when that team was playing. He would stay in specifically to watch the game instead of taking her out, making sure that their dates and activities would not cross paths with the team’s matches. It was not like he was the worst boyfriend in the world who did not give a damn about her. Quite the contrary, Caroline had never felt more loved and taken care of as much as she felt when she was with Klaus. But she was jealous. Manchester United was like the best friend she inevitably got jealous of and made sure to not be cryptic about it. He, however, found that factor very adorable and quite flattering; whenever she would vent about it he would smirk then kiss her senseless until she forgot how to breathe.

 Things got worse, though, when Stefan developed the same obsession out of nowhere (he could have been in love with the game all along or it could be that Klaus compelled him into it, no one really knew) and began barging into the mansion to watch with Klaus every game. Then Kol came back into town, and he, too, crashed the party. Kol, though, insisted on supporting whoever played against Manchester United just for the heck of teasing Klaus and Stefan. The three men would banter and cheer through the whole game, not looking at all like hundred years old vampires. And Kol always had the dagger threat thrown at him at least ten times through the game just for his annoyingly witty remarks that earned him Klaus’s tantrum. That was the only thing entertaining about the whole matter.

So Caroline was jealous or annoyed or whatever with that little pleasure Klaus had without her and was venting about it to Elena who showed no particular interest about hearing it (Caroline ranted all the same).

‘If only we knew Klaus had another distraction’ Damon sarcastically commented without, whatsoever, any permission from the blonde which earned him a snarl.

HELL NO! No one could be a distraction to Klaus as much as Caroline and that she had to maintain. So she decided to go naughty one of those nights while he watched the game. She made sure that Stefan wouldn’t come; telling him that Klaus and her had other plans and shoed Kol out of the house along with Rebekah who decided to help her with her quest just for the heck of it. Caroline dressed in sexy, red lingerie and waited for the game to start.

Once that began, she cat-walked to the basement, swinging her hips wickedly as she passed in front of Klaus before sitting on the couch next to him. His eyes literally popped out of their sockets, but he stayed put for impressively half of the first half. Caroline, on the other hand was not going to stay put. She placed a hand on his thigh and caressed it slowly, enticingly, as she leaned in closer to him. He did not last a minute after that and cursing under his breath, he pinned her down on the couch and tore the delicate fabric off of her, hungrily kissing her as he pounded into her and she moaned his name.

The pleasure was short-lived, though, for as soon as he was done having his way with her, the second half began. All the fun was gone and he was back to watching the game, with less spirit than before and with his arms wrapped around Caroline, but he kept watching all the same.

Caroline huffed through the whole thing and Klaus fought hard to pretend like he was still interested in the game while, in fact, all he wanted to do was take her to their room and keep her there the whole day or even week if it was possible. But he was enjoying teasing her a bit too much.

After that incident, Caroline gave up. Instead of pouting about it, she left the house and met up with the girls whenever a match was on TV, which at first annoyed Klaus (because really he was that possessive) but then he decided that it was good for both of them to enjoy other people’s company. Besides, spending a considerable time of the day away from each other, made their reunion hotter and more passionate than usual. And that was definitely rewarding that sometimes it was hard for Klaus to focus on the game while thinking of what he would do to Caroline once she came back home.

  He was even more delighted when Caroline bought him three tickets for one of Manchester United matches and told him to take Stefan and Kol. They were to stay in England for three days to attend the game and do whatever the hell it was that men did together.

‘What’s the occasion?’ Klaus said between chuckles. 

‘Just to see you happy’ she shrugged with a grin. It was still overwhelming, sometimes, to see Klaus’s eyes sparkling with joy whenever she was around and especially if she did something out of pure love.

‘But I thought you hated my obsession with this team’ he mused, resting his hands on her waist and pulling her closer to him.

‘I decided to embrace it’ she simply stated, then leaning in, she whispered seductively in his ear ‘just like I’ve decided to embrace you once you come back … so very passionately’

Klaus smirked.

Now, he truly couldn’t wait to come back from his short trip.

Merry Christmas, darkgreyallalone!

Merry Christmas, sweetklausoline!

Ten years after she leaves Mystic Falls, his first gift comes. She’s just hung up her coat when the doorbell rings, and all she has to do is turn around to open it. She finds a relatively small, flat, chocolate-colored box on the welcome mat outside her apartment, and she can’t help but think of him before she even opens it. This gift is largely reminiscent of something he’s given her before, all those years ago, for that very first ball.

She still has the blue dress, after all. It was too beautiful to give away.

Or so she tells herself, to justify keeping it.

She leaves it in her closet, determined to leave it unopened. Six months later, she finally breaks down and finds a stack of papers inside.

He’s bought her a house in Rome.

The idea to send her a gift last year was spurred on by Rebekah and her baby vampire companion, the blonde boy from Mystic Falls. He’s only been turned recently, and Rebekah’s willing to indulge her love’s need to keep his humanity.

Matt wants to celebrate Christmas, his sister says, and so they celebrate Christmas. There’s only one gift he wants to buy, however, and that is for Caroline.

He hasn’t seen her since his family left Mystic Falls, over a decade ago. Back then, he’d asked her to come with him.

She had said no.

Still, he can’t help himself when he sees the place. It’s bright and airy, full of light and space. It reminds him of her, of all the things she used to be.

Of the things he hopes she still is.

He’ll win her over, he’s sure, but until she comes back with him, she can have this. What better way to make sure she remembers him?

What he doesn’t expect is for her to send back something in return. He’s still in Rome this year, and there’s no point in buying her more than one home in a single city, so he hasn’t bought her anything.

When he opens his gift, enclosed in a plain, unsigned box, he’s surprised to see that there’s actually something in it.

Tuscan wine, bottled three years ago, and a snow globe from the very same area. Inside, there’s a note.

‘I’m cheap, sue me. Besides, you’re immortal. No point buying you aged wine.’

She doesn’t receive another gift for five years after that, and she can’t help but feel that maybe he’s mad at her. She shakes the thought away as soon as it comes, reminding herself that she shouldn’t care either way.

He’s Klaus, after all. He’s done bad things to good people; no amount of presents can change that, real estate or not.

When she does receive another gift, though, she’s slightly relieved. It helps to know that the oldest vampire in the history of time isn’t pissed off at her, she thinks. It may not be the real reason for the smile on her face that day, but it’s a passable excuse.

She knows what’s inside. This deed is enclosed in another chocolate-colored box. It’s tied with blue ribbon, and she unties the smooth silk slowly, as if prolonging the wait will lessen the anticipation. She knows Klaus well enough to realize that he will not stop buying her things even if she asks, and so she lets herself feel the excitement.

For once, she thinks, someone wants to make a grand gesture for her.

The paper lists an address in London. She uses Google Earth to see what it looks like, and, upon seeing the gorgeous brownstone he has chosen for her, starts packing.

She’ll go to Rome someday, but for now, London is calling.

He receives a First Edition of the Great Gatsby the year after she goes to London. There’s no note in the box this time, and he can’t help but be slightly disappointed.

He’d honestly thought they’d made progress, but he takes some satisfaction in knowing that she cares enough to send something.

He pushes aside the the thought that this may just her guilt shining through, though, when he sees what she’s written on the inside cover.

‘Paris, 2036.’

Well, well.

The blonde baby vampire wanted to meet.

In 2035, he sends her the deed to an address near the Champs-Elysées. Klaus has never done anything half-heartedly, so she isn’t surprised when she realizes she’s been wasting her time trying to stay away from him.

Staying away was never an option; she was just lucky he’d been as patient for as long as he had been.

Then again, he’d only given her ten years. The first gift must have been his signal to her, and without realizing, she’d heeded it.

It is this knowledge, translated into anger, anticipation, and some other, unidentifiable emotion, that spurs her into action. She leaves for Paris a full year earlier than she’d thought, but somehow, she knows he’s already there.

When she arrives in Paris, she goes straight to the house. At this point, she’s excited to see him. She’s the one that told him to come, she wanted to see him.

Nothing else matters anymore, except this one man, this Original Hybrid, who has put her first. He’s stopped terrorizing Elena, and Elena, in turn, has stopped the Salvatores from terrorizing everyone else. The doppelganger is no longer the most important person to everyone in the world.

When she rings the doorbell, she doesn’t expect him to answer the door. She expects one of his hybrids, or Rebekah, maybe even Kol.

What she doesn’t expect to see is Klaus himself, smirking. “Hello, Love,” he says.

She’s knows she’s home.

Merry Christmas, moonandstarscollide!

(this is part three of your gift!)

Merry Christmas, moonandstarscollide!

(this is part two of your gift!)