#Muse; Caroline Forbes

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → the blonde looked at her daughter. "josie..." she was so so happy to see that she was in one piece or at least so it seems. one down, she just needs to find lizzie as well. caroline approached where she was and embraced her in a hug. "i'm so glad to see you. are you okay? you feel well?" she has to ask, just in case, now pulling away to look at her.

@wvsteria (josie)

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → she spotted her daughter and she was going to avoid her, honestly because she knows lizzie didn't want to see her, she made that clear before when she bumped into her and she didn't know that lizzie now remembers so she wanted to respect that wish, she didn't want to upset her. "sorry, sorry...i promise i'm not following you, i was just walking around here, that's all but i'm gonna leave."

@vcndetta (lizzie)

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → she was happy to see her daughters here to just have fun and not to worry about anything else, just being kids, that's what they needed to be because that's what they were. "look at you, you look gorgeous." she says with a smile when she saw lizzie. "are you having fun tonight?"

@vcndetta (lizzie)

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → "look at you, you look gorgeous." she says approaching her daughter with a smile, so happy to see her here and enjoying, that's all she wanted for josie and lizzie, to just be kids, enjoying these kind of events. "are you enjoying yourself?"

@wvsteria (josie)

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → "yeah, of course, impossible to forget." she commented, looking at her daughter but now it was very strange all of this because she just feels very off. caroline looked at her. "what's going on? you are worrying me."

josie hated that she had to go through all the people that she loved to let them know that she had died. but having to tell her mom felt like it might be the worst of all. "mom… i'm sorry i've been avoiding you. i didn't want to have to tell you but it's not like i can keep it a secret forever remember when everything was like all medieval and stuff?"

[kaitlinamberxo]

“So you’re saying that now I’m basically an insecure, neurotic control freak on crack.”

kaitlin's 100 favorite female muses — 21/100: Caroline Forbes

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → "so, i'm here to take you our on a picnic." she says with a small smile looking at one of her best friends. "what do you say? it's been a while since we do something together."

@mastcrmiind (bonnie)

[morningstargirl666]

hi, how's it going? love tbbw and all your other works! any wips in progress?

im fairly new to the fandom and was looking for a few good kc authors...any recs for fics and/or authors?

Hi! Thanks so much for enjoying tbbw! I'm not really working on anything else other that tbbw right now, but I do have a ghost!caroline au somewhere in my pile of drafts, as well as the next chapter for Divided We Fall and Songs of the Sea --- not that they're anywhere near finished 😂.

But if you meant what I'm working on for tbbw currently, I'm up to the old chapter 30, which is now split between chapter 41 and 42 in the rewrite (yes, it became two chapters --- not at all SHOCKING). I'll share something I worked on just last night under the cut.

As for kc authors.... so many good ones! @cupcakemolotov / cupcakemolotov and @lalainajanes / LalainaJ and @lynyrdwrites have hundreds (and I mean that literally) of kc fics under their belts, spanning dozens of aus. @bellemorte180 / BelleMorte180 also has done a ton of aus with many of them multichaps --- my favourite of hers is a one-shot called The Howling. @helpless-in-sleep / perfectpro has written an absolutely transcendant fic that deals with Caroline's trauma with Damon and I'm told her Adams Family AU is a kicker too. @little-miss-sunny-daisy / sunnydaisy has written a mix of brilliant aus and canon divergence fics, much like perfectpro. If you're into canon divergence and multichaps, @stars-and-darkness / for_darkness_shows_the_stars is your gal. @ks-caster / KS-Caster is much the same. It's not personally my thing, but if you liked the baby plot, @galvanizedfriend / Yokan has got you covered with The Wolf. @kirythestitchwitch / KiryTheStitchWitch is currently organising @klarolinewinterexchange which will release some new fics into the wild soon, and her own fics are legendary too.

If you want to check out some relatively new authors (that I've met recently anyway) there's @accidental-rambler , @artemisravencourtney , @impossiblekryptonitecolor , @averseunhinged and probably many more I'm forgetting. And because I can't leave my fellow kc artists unmentioned, @certifiedceraunophile @the-road-betwixt @stardust414 @push1na @highgaarden have all done some Queen Shit in this fandom and need to recieve more love, so go check them out.

As promised, here's a little sneak peak for tbbw --- Sam is NOT having a good time hehehehehe

Turns out, getting shot in the head was just as pleasant as it sounds.

The pain was unlike anything else when he woke; like a hot poker had just been shoved right through his skull, searing through the tissue behind his eyes. But before that, before he became aware of the pain, woke to the world around him — there was the in-between. 

A vampire’s soul didn’t cross to the Other Side when they were ‘killed’, even though their bodies imitated the process of dying. They were clinically dead to the rest of the world when their necks snapped, or when a wooden bullet was put between their eyes. And even as the magic that kept Sam from true death began healing his body, the cells in his brain had already started dying, releasing one desperate flood of DMT before the lights went out, dreaming bigger than he’d ever dreamed before. Some see their life flash before their eyes; memories skittering across your brain, full of loved ones and friends, mixing with a firework display of imagination to create one last delirium-induced fever dream. 

Sam, well.

Sam saw Riley.

She’d been little, when they were taken. Barely just older than four. He remembered she had their mom’s eyes; their mom’s laugh. During those dark days, deep underground, where no one could hear them scream—

He’d have given anything to make her laugh. He managed to, once or twice; coerced a smile from that small, innocent face.

That face, in all its deathly stillness, was the last thing he had seen before Lycaon’s venom had torn its way through his body, setting his blood on fire. Lycaon had been too late to save her, nearly too late to save him. 

The bite was always a gamble; a simple toss of a coin. Life? Or death?

That day, Sam had lived.

But his sister had died.

And all those memories; that kaleidoscope of horrors that warped and twisted behind his eyelids rushed to the surface, lingering like a wraith as he woke, hissing in his ears. His expression twisted with pain as the agony inside his head split his skull open, and for minute, he thought it was the witches, twisting their magic into his blood vessels with cruel fingers and making them explode—

“He’s awake! He’s awake!” a voice shouted to others, out of place in such memories. 

The vervain hit Sam next. Suddenly he found himself coughing, rolling over as harsh breaths shook his entire body, struggling to breathe through the poison in the air.

“Ask if Klaus is alive–” another voice was saying, further away and distinctly male.

“Hybrid!” someone else yelled over them. “You lying, traitorous excuse of a lap dog. Where’s my brother? Is he alive? Answer me!”

Sam’s eyes shot open. His fingers scrambled over his forehead, digging into the wound in the middle of it, wincing at the pain and wheezing in every breath of vervain-infused air, pulling out something close to the surface. It dropped to the floor amongst the hay and dirt, a sharp, pointed thing; a wooden bullet.

The fuck?

“Sam, thank god,” someone near him said; the one who had spoken first. He looked up, meeting concerned, kind eyes. Her face blurred, Sam’s eyes tearing up from the sting of vervain. Her voice sounded urgent, trying to reach him through the wooden, barred walls. “Are you okay? Sam, can you hear me?” 

Wait… barred?

He stared at her fingers, wrapped around an iron bar to the right. Like a cage.

Sam looked up, eyes moving around the pen he was caged in, gaze roaming the walls; from the barred window slightly higher up and the locked cell door, to the vervain misting in the air, blowing out of the fans in the corner of the room. When he spoke, it was just one word, but the sheer desperation in his voice, the fear, like he was pleading for a lie, struck a horror in him so deep, everyone heard it.

“No.”

It was bigger than the ones the witches kept him, the walls haphazardly reinforced together, rather than meticulously organised — premeditated — but the feeling was the same. He could feel the walls closing in, the dread — the knowing — that there was no escape suffocating him more successfully than the vervain. Helpless. Forgotten. Left to rot in the dark and the cold.

And this time — alone.

“Sammy? I’m scared.”

He choked, but not from the vervain. He rolled onto his back, scrambling away from the cell door in front of him like it was a terrifying beast and not a simple meld of iron and hinges.

“It’s alright, Ry. Someone will come, you’ll see.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” A pause; followed by movement in the dark. “Pinky swear?”

A quiet, sniffled giggle. “Pinky swear.”

Sam stared at the cell door in horror, beginning to shake his head back and forth, repeating that same word over and over.

“No, no, no, no, no, no-”

His hand came up to clutch his hair, pulling so harshly at the strands it hurt, just as his back hit the wall behind, nowhere left to run.

“Sam! Sam!” Caroline yelled, trying to get his attention. “What’s the matter?”

Sam couldn’t hear her.

“Dad says you lost your younger brother,” he’d asked Klaus once, when the man had still hated him, sneering whenever he came close.

“I don’t talk about it.”

“That’s alright,” Sam had said back, looking out across the woods, leant on the cabin’s balcony. “I don’t talk about it either.”

Klaus hadn’t said a word, but he’d looked at him. And then his face had softened. In the silence that followed, for the first time, they found some common ground.

[multi-royalty]

LIKE FOR A STARTER FROM : CAROLINE FORBES

multi's please specify who for!

[thundcrstruck]

@multi-royalty Continued from Here

❝ ---------- I don't know if I believe this, My'Lady! But, your hardships can be justified. By the pain you've endured, I am aware of these things you have had to go through. But I know you aren't a bad person. Miss Caroline. ❞

Intense blues searched hers, he could see her pain and her loss. She isn't always given the credit that she deserves. And for someone who gives her whole heart to those she deems worthy. Thor didn't think it was fair, for one to have there world to be crushed on repeat, and not lash out. She had to do what she needed to survive among the wolves. If she only knew who he really was. Maybe he could lessen that raw pain he has witnessed.

Caroline had been the first person Thor had met when he arrived in this town a few weeks ago. And she had been nothing but sweet to him. Even if she had been cautious, but he couldn't blame her. Since he has learned what this town was really about. Vampires and Werewolves, something he still was confused about. In his home land, Werewolves were known as Wulvers. But they weren't humans, who turned into these animals. It was something he was slowly learning about.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ❝ How About I take you out for a bite to eat. Ans we can talk more about , You. ❞ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → "lizzie." she called to her daughter when she was able to spot her there. a small smile was on her lips, so relief that she was able to find her, the woman approached where she was and embraced her in a hug. "i'm so happy to see you."

random starter for @vcndetta (lizzie)

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → "what the hell are you talking about? no one does that, my friends don't." she says now looking at the other one. "and hurting everyone means every single person in mystic falls and that's not even accurate. you hurt people we care about, it's different because you did that to us so personally i could care less about your story, even if you have a side, nothing is an excuse to hurt people in general for your selfish reasons." she pointed that out because she was aware of some of it. "i know some of the story behind of what happened so i believe you deserve what qetsiyah did to you at some extend and then you decided to bring your trouble to us, yeah, i'm all about second chances but just when it's not for someone that hurt the person i love for no reason at all."

❝ i was kidding. your words can never hurt me no matter how hurtful they might be ❞ he didn't let anything get to him. no matter how much people from mystic falls hated him, he would never stop being who he was. their words meant nothing. he just did not understand why they forgave other he knew were worse than him. perhaps had they shown they could be good, he never got the chance to do it ❝ haven't everyone in mystic falls hurt everyone? i am not coming with excuses, i only tell the truth from my side ❞

[augus1]

quem:     caroline forbes & muse (@aspenstart)

onde:     bayview hiking grounds

                    se alimentar em aspen cove parecia ser mais difícil do que em mystic falls.     caroline sentia que era constantemente observada por ... algo ou alguém, o tempo todo.     por isso, ela redobrava sua atenção sempre que visitava o hospital ou caminhava pela floresta para procurar sua próxima refeição.     e era exatamente ali que a loira estava no momento.     como havia "pego emprestado" algumas bolsas de sangue do hospital há menos de um mês, caroline optou por utilizar a floresta dessa vez.     o tempo estava nublado e parecia que iria começar a chover logo, o que ela contava a seu favor já que isso significava que as chances de esbarrar em alguém enquanto se alimentava eram menores.     caroline passou cerca de uma hora e meia na floresta, encontrando alguns coelhos e esquilos pelo caminho.     quando se deu por satisfeita, a loira caminhou até uma das trilhas que sabia que a levaria até a base da montanha onde estava.     o que ela não esperava era dar de cara com muse assim que entrou no caminho certo.                    ❝     oh, hi.     ❞           caroline sorriu hesitantemente, correndo uma das mãos pelo cabelo e rapidamente removendo uma folha que havia ficado enrolada em seus fios loiros.                    ❝     tempo doido, né?     logo hoje que decidi fazer a trilha...     ❞            

[multi-royalty]

endless edits of 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙱𝙴𝚂

[drvcxrys]

(¸.• ♛ → the blonde looked up at the other one with a small smile. "just work, it's a program show so i'm just reviewing some scripts." the woman commented with a small shrug. "but i'm almost done so i might just take a break."

@drvcxrys - Heiya & Caroline

"What are you working on?" Heiya asked Caroline, stepping towards the other with curiosity.

[thundcrstruck]

@multi-royalty Continued from Here

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ MY LIFE IS IN SHAMBLES!! How could Thor have ever predicted that Caroline was falling apart. That one statement would have ever broken her like that. He froze, resentment against his own actions, bled through his eyes and colored his features. He hadn't meant for that one sentence to of came out the wrong way. He had only said it, as somewhat of a joke in ways. She had been talking about all the things that she has had to do. And he thought making a statement such as that , was a , WHAT DID THE HUMANS SAY, a inuendo joke.

Something that had meant to be a innocent teasing joke. And yet, it had cut deep, something he didn't mean. Jaw set, clenched against his own stupidity. He liked Caroline, and now he has caused her stress. What was he supposed to do now. Could he fix this? Of course, he could try, anything would be better then to witness a Lady in such pain. Slowly, he reached a hand out. Cupping her face in his palm, lifting her chin with his fingers. Offering a genuine smile, as he spoke. His voice deep, fighting back the surge of electricity that threatened to rce across his fingers, and flicker through his eyes.

❝ I am so sorry My Lady! I didn't mean it to come out the way it did. I am so sorry, I only meant it as a stupid joke, a tease. But, I hate to hear you are in shambles. I don't want to leave you. If you can forgive me, i'd like to make it up to you. ❞