Not all of these are up on tumblr yet, but they're queued, and they should all be up by the time I wake up :)

Abridged summaries:
1. AU 4x08 where Klaus saves Caroline instead of Tyler. SFW.
2. Klaus and Caroline get a dog. SFW.
3. Caroline's Larry-shipping heart is broken. SFW.
4. Klaus and Caroline get stuck in a freezer, and when they're uncertain whether they'll live, Caroline wonders why she was so reluctant to give him a chance. NSFW.

Could I please request an AU 4x08 drabble where Klaus is the one who rescues Caroline from the hybrids who kidnapped her rather than Tyler.

Caroline groaned as she returned to consciousness, and immediately screamed as Kim (Kim? Whatever her name was) splashed vervain water on her again. She coughed, feeling like her lungs were on fire. "Why are you doing this?"

"To show Tyler who's in charge."

Caroline screamed as she brushed her wrists with vervain again, and she wondered if Elena and Bonnie had called anyone to tell her where she was. Probably not, since Elena couldn't take some fucking truth tea.

She looked around to see who else was there, and her eyes landed on Adrian.

"Klaus wouldn't want me to be tortured," she spat out, because if they thought Klaus didn't know, they were all idiots.

If he didn't, Tyler would forgive her.

Eventually.

"I know he told you to keep an eye on me, and–"

Adrian was out of the room before Caroline could finish her sentence, and Kim slapped her across the face. "You stupid bitch. Now he'll know that we're unsiring ourselves."

"Actually, not to get technical here, but you're the stupid bitch, Miss 'I'll kidnap the girl that the only two people stronger than me in this town are in love with and torture her'. Also, I'm sure he knows. FYI, you guys are not subtle."

"I'm not a bitch, I'm the alpha."

"Oh my god, that's what you got from this conversation?" Caroline asked, but before Kim could respond, she was thrown across the room by Klaus, who looked furious.

He pulled the shackles off of Caroline, not even hissing as the vervain touched his skin, before snapping the neck of every hybrid in the room. "Smart of you to send Adrian, sweetheart, but I assume that means that you were in on this unsiring business?"

"It's not like you didn't know," she said, trying to sound casual.

"Anyone else would be dead, love."

"And are you going to kill me?"

"I should," he said, and she felt her blood freeze.

"But will you?"

"No," he said simply, pushing up his sleeve and biting into his wrist. "Drink. You're weak."

"You literally just said you should kill me and now you're expecting me to drink from you?"

"I said I should, not that I will," he said, walking to her and biting his wrist when it healed, offering it to her. "Drink, Caroline."

She took a hesitant step towards him, letting him press his wrist to her lips.

"You're wrong, you know," he said quietly.

She froze mid-gulp, very aware that he was stroking her hair, his hand cradling her head.

"I don't love you, Caroline. But I am intrigued."

She pulled away from him, and he let her, though he grabbed her wrist to prevent her from speeding off.

"How did you hear that?"

"Adrian is packing up the mansion, and I will be taking the rest of the hybrids with me," he said, not answering her question. "Compelled, obviously. At least for now."

"The rest of…?"

He smiled slightly. "Yes, Tyler as well."

"Why are you telling me this?"

His grip on her wrist loosened slightly, but he moved towards her, invading her personal space with his scent and his heat. "I want you to come."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to come with us," he said. "There will be no consequences should you choose to stay. It is your choice, Caroline, as it always is. I will not blackmail or bribe."

"And what's going to happen if I do come? Are you going to make me stay with you? Is this some fancy way of trying to seduce me?"

"Should you choose to come, there will be no strings attached. You and Tyler are free to do what you wish when he's not working," he said quietly. "I do not need to trick you into taking a chance, Caroline. I'm confident you will do so on your own."

She bit her lip. "No strings attached?"

"None."

"And you won't be an ass about me dating Tyler?"

"Not at all."

She bit her lip. "Okay."

"Okay?" he repeated, his eyebrows raising.

"Okay."

Drabble request : KC + "I think your dog likes my dog". Thank you and can't wait to see what you write

"You're so cute, yes you are..." Caroline said, scratching the husky behind the ears, giggling as it moved to lick her face.

She sat down on the couch, grabbing the remote, and closing her eyes to listen for Klaus (or worse, Rebekah). Satisfied that neither of them were home, she patted the spot next to her, smiling as Akela (she liked the Jungle Book and Klaus either didn't know the reference or didn't care) climbed up next to her, its head resting contentedly in her lap. She scratched him behind the ears as she flipped through channels, finally settling on sitcom reruns and pulling out her phone to take her turn in Scrabble.

She would kick Elijah's stuffy ass one of these days…

Both her and the dog stiffened as they heard the front door open and close, and she heard Klaus's footsteps approach. Akela looked up from his paws at the door before turning back to rest on Caroline's thigh, his tail thumping against the couch cushions.

She looked up from her phone as Klaus walked in, his sketchbook under his arm, and he made eye contact with the dog, narrowing his eyes until Akela got up and slunk out of the room, shooting Caroline sad eyes as he left.

"Seriously? Klaus stop scaring the dog!"

"But it was...cuddling with you. On our antique couch."

"He's a dog, Klaus. That's what dogs do."

"But now you smell like the dog, love," he complained, sitting down next to her and wrinkling his nose.

"You cannot be serious right now."

He shrugged, and Caroline huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Why did you even want a dog if you didn't want him to interact with me in any way, shape, or form? Especially since he's my dog."

"It's our dog."

"No, you got him for me as a present. He is therefore mine."

"I am his alpha, therefore he should answer to me."

"Klaus, do you realize how ridiculous you sound right now? You are angry because my two year old husky wants to cuddle with me."

"I'm not angry. I just don't like his scent on you."

"Well, that's too bad for you."

Klaus had been steadily moving closer to her as they talked, despite his claim of annoyance at her scent, and she snuggled into his side. "So, you know that we're doing Christmas cards with him this year, right?"

"I wasn't aware that we were doing Christmas cards at all."

She snorted. "Um, yeah you were. We've done them every year for the last decade. Anyway, I know that you refuse to wear holiday clothes because you hate fun, but I was thinking that we could at least color coordinate?"

"It depends on the color, I suppose."

"I was thinking that we could do red? But don't worry, it'll be very classy. We can do it on the steps, and Rebekah and I can wear gowns, and you, Kol, and Elijah can have suits with splashes of red."

"And the dog?" he asked, clearly resigned to his fate.

"Reindeer headband. Obviously."

"I don't think so, love."

Caroline huffed exaggeratedly, laying her head on his shoulder. "Fine. How was your day?"

"Nothing of note occurred."

"I'm going to take Akela for a walk. Want to go out to dinner later? I've been craving pasta."

"Are you asking me on a date, love?"

She snorted. "Nothing gets past you, does it?"

"Will you at least allow me to help you wash his scent off of you when you return?"

"Are you asking for shower sex?"

"Yes," he said without a trace of embarrassment.

Not that he'd ever been embarrassed about anything for as long as she'd known him, especially anything sex-related.

"This is rewarding you for bad behavior, you know."

"I'm not a dog."

"Thank you for undermining your entire point from this conversation. I'll see you in an hour."

XXX

[from: Klaus]: Caroline, what is that picture you posted on the Instagram?

[to: Klaus]: Okay, so I've told you a million times, but it's just Instagram, not the Instagram.

[to: Klaus]: And what does it look like?

[from: Klaus]: That you have completely disregarded my opinion and taken pictures of our dog with antlers.

[to: Klaus]: Number one, as we've established, Akela is MY dog.

[to: Klaus]: Number two, you told me we couldn't have pictures of him in antlers on our Christmas card. This is just on Instagram.

[to: Klaus]: I'll make it up to you ;)

[from: Klaus]: I'm intrigued.

[from: Klaus]: Any chance of specifics?

[to: Klaus]: You like me on my knees, right? Sucking your cook?

[to: Klaus]: FFS autocorrect

[to: Klaus] *cork

[to: Klaus]: COCK

[to: Klaus]: jfc omg

[from: Klaus]: I'm looking forward to dinner, love.

[to: Klaus]: Of course you are.

can you write a silly drabble where klaus is listening to caroline fangirling over one direction?

"This is the worst day ever," Caroline announced, walking over to the bed and falling back onto it with a huff of annoyance.

"What's wrong, love?" Klaus asked, trying not to roll his eyes at her dramatics.

She turned to face him. "Louis is dating someone," she said, her voice deathly serious.

"Who?"

"Who is he, or who is he dating?"

"Who is he."

"He's from One Direction. You know? The band? Oh my god, what rock do you live under?"

Klaus closed his eyes briefly before opening them again. "All right, so what's the problem, exactly?"

"I told you already. Louis is dating someone."

"And?"

"And it's not Harry."

Klaus stared at her. She stared back. "...And?"

"Okay, so since you clearly do not understand the seriousness of the situation, I will explain it to you," Caroline said, and Klaus sighed, closing his book and setting it on the side table. "Louis and Harry are meant to be."

"Aren't those two men in a boy band?"

"Oh my god, Klaus. Fast forward to the 21st century please! Yes. They are. Moving on: Everyone can tell that Louis and Harry are dating. It is completely obvious. They leave signs all over the place. It's a thing, okay?"

He raised an eyebrow, and she huffed. "Look. I understand that you probably think it's stupid, but he's now dating some Disney kid on a vampire show, and this is not supposed to happen. I have very strong feelings about this."

"I can tell."

"My life is over."

He snorted.

"No, seriously. This is the worst."

"What exactly do you want me to do, Caroline?"

"You can't do anything," she said exasperatedly. "All I can do is sit here and wait patiently for that relationship to crash and burn."

"Don't you think it's a bit unfair of you to judge other people's real-life relationships because they aren't doing what you want?"

Caroline turned to glare at him, and Klaus put his hands up in surrender. "Forget I said anything, sweetheart."

She sighed, snuggling against him. "This sucks."

"What can I do to make you feel better?"

"I don't know. Nothing, I guess."

She was proven wrong when he presented her with two (compelled) tickets the next day to the show the next week, as well as plane tickets to see it. He refused to go, but luckily she'd taken a shine to Davina, who was all too happy to accompany her.

I totally got this from the pwp aus that I reblogged. And, let's be real, these prompts can be smutty. Klaroline smut: "got locked in a walk-in refrigerator/freezer and now we gotta keep warm somehow" au

10:49pm

"Klaus, I need you to go do inventory in the freezer," Silas said, and Caroline let out a breath of relief (she hated that freezer, it gave her the creeps).

Unfortunately, either luck was not on her side or Silas was a sadistic asshole (or both), because his next words made her want to facepalm. "Caroline, if you could help him that would be great. I'll leave the keys and you can lock up once you're done. The wife's been calling. Couldn't live with myself if I upset her. You know how it is."

Caroline resisted the urge to snort. The only person that didn't know about Silas's affair with Amara-the-gold-digging-hostess was his wife Qetsiyah, and it was more likely that he wanted to have a quickie with her on the way home, but she didn't comment.

Instead, she followed Klaus to the freezer, cursing her luck.

Klaus was an ass. There was really no other way to put it. Over the last six months since she'd come to work at the diner, she'd started to warm up to him (and he'd relentlessly pursued her), but she still preferred not to spend an enormous amount of time with him.

Mostly because she was afraid she'd cave.

She sighed as she checked her phone while she walked into the freezer, looking up once she entered to see Klaus with the clipboard, busily checking off boxes. "You can start with the ones over there, love," he said, gesturing, and Caroline nodded, taking the clipboard he handed her.

11:23pm

Caroline finished ticking off the last of her boxes and turned around to see that the door to the freezer had shut.

"Oh my god, Klaus, I think we're locked in."

"Call 999."

"999?" Caroline asked pulling out her phone.

"Whatever. The emergency number. Call it."

Caroline bit her lip as she dialed, her fingers already shaky, and she groaned when it wouldn't put out the call. "I don't have service."

Klaus swore again.

"Calm down, Klaus."

"We're locked in a freezer, Caroline. We'll freeze to death."

"Quit being a drama queen, please. You're not helping. Look, help me put cardboard on the floor so we don't directly touch the freezer. Make sure your whole body is covered, and we'll try to make a tent from the plastic. As long as we survive until 4am when the morning prep cooks come, we'll be fine."

She heard him mutter something along the lines of, 'well that's a relief,' but didn't comment, letting him work with her in silence.

He helped her stack cardboard boxes against the freezer bottom and huddled next to her once they'd managed to construct a tent-like sheet out of plastic.

"You all right, love?"

"We're locked in a fucking freezer, Klaus, of course I'm not all right."

"Sorry," he mumbled, falling silent.

12:08am

"We should do something to get our blood pumping. Keep warm," he suggested, his tone half-teasing, and she shook her head, unable to keep her irritability down.

"No. That's a terrible idea. We need all the energy we can get," she snapped, shivering, her voice cracking as she fought not to cry.

Klaus wrapped an arm around her. "It's going to be all right, Caroline."

"When did you decide to be the optimist?"

He shrugged. "One of us has to be. Look, we just need to survive until four, right?"

"Right," she echoed, her mind racing.

12:34am

"What if we're stuck here?" she asked quietly, her breaths shaky. "What if they don't find us?"

"They'll find us, sweetheart. Don't worry."

"You can't just say that."

"Of course I can."

"You can't be sure, Klaus."

"I'll make you a deal: If we get out of this freezer alive, you go on a date with me."

"That's a terrible deal. It's essentially die or date you."

"One date. Just give me something to look forward to," he said teasingly, and she coughed, her shoulder shaking.

"Yeah. Whatever. One date."

"Excellent."

She smiled, pulling out her phone, checking the time. "It's 12:45."

"Three hours and fifteen minutes to go."

She nodded, yawning, and he caught her shoulder, squeezing it. "Don't fall asleep on me, Caroline."

"I'm so tired…"

"Stay with me, Caroline," he said quickly, and she could hear the panic in his voice. "Stay with me."

She nodded, quickly, pinching herself hard trying to keep herself awake, and he held her close. "Sorry. We'll just keep each other awake."

"How do you propose doing that?"

"I don't know. Twenty questions?"

"That sounds like a plan, love."

1:17am

"Taylor Swift," Klaus guessed, and Caroline nodded.

"Yep. Point for you."

"So that's, what, eighteen to five?"

"Yep."

"I'll never catch up at this rate," he said, sighing, though she could hear the smile in his voice.

"We could clear the slate?"

"Or do something else."

"Like?"

"Two truths and a lie?" he suggested.

"Okay. You first."

"I have five siblings, I got into Harvard but chose to get a job instead, and I would rather have fruit desserts than chocolate."

"Harvard," Caroline said immediately. "No one would pass that up."

"I did."

"Really? Which one was it?"

"I don't have to tell you that," he said teasingly, and she huffed.

"Seriously?"

"I have six siblings," he said.

"Ugh, that's such a cheater way to play," she said grumpily, and she felt him chuckle.

"Your turn, then?"

"Right. Umm...I was head cheerleader, I won the beauty pageant in my hometown, and I'm majoring in International Relations."

"The last one," he said immediately. "As I recall, your major is Journalism."

She huffed. "Stalker."

?

"What time is it?"

"My phone's dead," Caroline said sleepily, her eyes closing, and she gasped as Klaus elbowed her in the side.

"Stay awake, Caroline."

Their breaths were slowing, and Caroline could feel the pressure rising in her chest. "We're going to die anyway," she said softly, and he held her tightly to him.

"No we're not. All right? We're going to be fine, sweetheart."

She coughed, and her lungs felt like they were on fire.

"We should stop talking," she whispered. "Too much energy."

"Whatever you want, love."

They sat in silence for what felt like eternity.

Klaus elbowed her every now and then to make sure she was awake, and she did the same for him, and all she could do was hope that they'd get out alive…

She had so many regrets, she realized. Not counting the ones throughout the rest of her life (and there were many), but just in regards to Klaus...How much time had she wasted guilting herself because he was a bit of an ass. She liked him, and he liked her, and wasn't life about taking risks anyway?

'Fuck the date. If we get out alive, we will have a goddamn sex marathon.'

4:10am

"Oh my god, someone call 911!"

Caroline took a shaky breath as she felt someone grab her, lifting her up, and they shouted words she didn't understand to someone else running by her.

She felt the world swim around her, her body heavy.

"Klaus…"

"He's fine. He'll be fine," the guy holding her whispered frantically. "Stay with me until the ambulance gets here, Care…"

12:12pm

"Caroline? Caroline, can you hear me?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I can hear you," she said, her eyes opening blearily.

"Great. Great, just stay awake while we run some tests, all right?"

"'Kay. Is Klaus okay?"

"He'll be fine. Just breathe for me, okay?"

Two days later…

Caroline bit her lip as she knocked on Klaus's door.

It had been two days since they'd been released from the hospital and she hadn't heard from him, so she might have guilted/blackmailed Silas into giving her Klaus's address.

Still though, what if he didn't want to see her for some reason?
The door opened just as she was about to back away, and she stilled.

"Caroline."

"Hey."

They stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before Klaus stood aside. "Would you like to come in?"

"Yeah."

She walked past him, and he closed the door behind her, locking it.

"Do you want a drin–-"

Caroline pressed her lips to his softly, reaching up to cup his cheeks, and he stilled for a moment before responding, his hands landing on her hips, tugging her bottom lip between his teeth.

She couldn't get enough of his taste, his scent, and he held her tightly to him as he kissed her languidly, the heat of his body wrapping around her.

"So. Are you here for the sex marathon you promised?" he teased.

"Oh my god, did I say that out loud? Shit…"

He laughed. "If you don't want to, love, I will happily cut my losses and take you to dinner."

"Sex marathon, then dinner," she said quickly, pulling him down for another kiss.

His hands were all over her, skin burning skin, and she moaned as he unclipped her bra under her shirt, cupping her breasts in his hands, tugging her nipples between his fingers. She backed away slightly and tugged them off before sliding off her jeans and giving him a pointed look, making him grin as he took off his shirt as well.

He tugged her to kiss him again, her hands winding in his hair as they stumbled to the couch, and tugged his jeans and boxers and her thong away before straddling him, the wetness building quickly in her core.

She moaned as he pushed his tongue into her mouth, running it along the backs of her teeth as he pressed against the small of her back, his other hand moving to bury two fingers inside of her.

She gasped, her head falling back as his fingers moved in and out of her, his eyes fixed on her. "You are so beautiful."

She gasped as his thumb brushed over her clit, her hands resting on his shoulders.

"I've imagined this for ages, you know," he said, his voice rough, and she bit her lip, nodding.

"Me too."

He grinned, his dimples emerging, and she moaned again as he hooked his fingers to brush against her g-spot before swearing as she wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking him firmly.

"Let me?" she gasped out and he nodded, pulling his fingers away.

She sunk down onto him, both of them gasping at the feeling, and she laid her forehead against his as she rocked against him, clenching around his cock.

"You feel so good," she breathed, and he smiled, catching her lips again for a heated kiss.

His hands squeezed her hips as she rode him, his lips moving down to lick and suck at her neck, and she reached down to rub her clit, balancing herself with her other hand on his shoulder.

"I'm so close," she gasped out, and he bit her shoulder lightly, his teeth scraping down the sensitive skin, and she gasped as she felt the tightness in her snap as she came.

He followed soon after, both of them collapsing bonelessly against each other.

"I'm sorry we had to nearly die for me to get my shit together," she breathed, and he laughed.

"It was not your fault. I was a prick to you."

"Well, we're together now, and that's what matters," she said, still slightly breathless as she pushed him gently so that she could lie on top of him on the couch. "Right?"

"Yes."

She gave him a small smile and pecked him on the lips. "Good."

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