#muse: Caroline Forbes

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LIKE FOR A STARTER FROM : CAROLINE FORBES

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[multi-royalty-arc]

Candice King - best believe I’m still bejewelled.

[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

[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.

[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)

[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:*

[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...     ❞            

[ac1nums-moved]

@forbaes, caroline forbes sent to rhys larsen: I'm naked underneath.

she was going to be the death of him. isn't she already? she's the only one who invade your mind when you are back home, rhys. his conscience reminds him as he couldn't help himself but take a long breathe as he looked up from what he was doing. how could she not be when she was everything he was thinking about? it was starting to scare him a lot. he wasn't supposed to be this attracted to his client, yet, this blonde seems to get on his skin everytime she was around him. she was in his thoughts everyday. when he wakes up, when he works out, when he was left alone while she was shopping, when he was going to sleep. she was everywhere. it was as if she has taken every thoughts. past lifes all forgotten when her presence was around. a new start that he quite liked if he has to admit. but he was on a job here, he had to be serious. but those words. those ords weren't helping him doing his job properly. a groan escaped him as he tried to stay serious. how could he stay serious and focused now when he only had one image in mind, caroline and what was hidden underneath that long coat. it was inevitable. the tension that built up when they were around each other, this desire to protect her from everyone, to keep her only for him. now that she had taken the first step, perhaps he should take the second? eyes locks with her as he licked his lips and added, with a teasing tone. " careful, you might start a trend. i might have to try that 'naked under clothes' look too. though, it wouldn't suits me. even that coat alone brings lot of things to my imagination. "

[ac1numa]

@forbaes asked: send “…can i?” for my muses reaction to yours asking to kiss them. / rhys &. caroline.

rl. rhys held his breath when he heard caroline's words. his heart raced in his chest as he desperately searched for the right words to respond. he looked into her eyes, captivated by the gentleness of her gaze and the sincerity of her question. “ caroline… " he began, his voice soft and laced with emotion. he took a deep breath to calm the frantic beating of his heart. " i… i don't know what to say. " he felt overwhelmed by his own emotions, struggling to find the words that could express everything he was feeling in that moment. he had suppressed his feelings for her for a long time, fearing he would ruin their precious friendship. but there, before him, stood the woman he had always secretly admired, offering her heart to him with touching vulnerability. he gently placed his hand on caroline's cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his fingers. his gaze bore into hers with captivating intensity. “ caroline, you are… you are so special to me, " he finally said, his words laden with sincere tenderness. " and… and i want nothing more than to give you a kiss. but… " he swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of excitement and apprehension wash over him. he had to be honest with her, even if it meant risking breaking her heart. " but i want it to be special, " he continued, his voice soft but firm. " i want our first kiss to be perfect, without any uncertainty or confusion. because i want you to know how important you are to me, and how much i care about you. " he looked at her with infinite tenderness, hoping that she would understand the extent of his feelings. he knew this decision was crucial, that it could change the course of their relationship forever. but he was willing to take this risk for her, for their budding love that burned in his heart. " so yes, caroline, you can kiss me, " he finally whispered, a shy smile stretching his lips. " but only when you're ready, when you know without a doubt that this is what you want. because i will be there, ready to receive you, to welcome you in my arms with all the love i have for you. "

[multi-royalty]

endless edits of 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙱𝙴𝚂

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[mystiicall]

[ candice king | she/her ] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome CAROLINE FORBES to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an 18/39 year old VAMPIRE who is one of the RETURNED but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be INSECURE, but that’s all a façade to cover up their OPTIMISTIC nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN, KID by TAYLOR SWIFT, which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world.

Caroline returned to Mystic Falls to see her girls through their final year, able to let the merge go because Lizzie was now a hybrid. Things were good till the OEA came for the Salvatore School. Caroline was killed in the attack on the school as her students fled for their lives and she was killed by OEA. Will confirm but this was likely 1 to 2 years ago. She has just come back from the dead. So drama for that

I am not on discord, so please hit me up if you want to plot something !

[heartunderneath]

@ofuntamedhearts

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She had been the love of his life. Quite literally. As a young man, falling in love with Katherine hadn't been true enough to count. For all he had loved her, he hadn't known her. There was too much of her hidden for Stefan to refer back as true love. Elena, he had loved in his death and her humanity. When her death came about, she changed. He tried not to think about how he'd been unable to, or how he slotted easily with humanity then he did with what he was supposed to be--- death. Then came Caroline. Who had been his friend before she'd been anything more. Who made him feel human without meaning to, without him realizing. Who, somehow in her own death, became more alive then anyone he had ever known.

They hadn't had an easy journey, and if Stefan had any regrets it would be that he hadn't figured it out sooner. For as much as he wished for more time by her side, he also couldn't regret what took him away from her. Not when it ensured the safety of Caroline herself, her daughters, his brother--- as much as it hurt to not even say goodbye truly.... she should be mad at him. Probably would be. He deserved it. Stefan knew he deserved her fury. He still wanted to hug her anyway. Then, in an instant, everything stopped at once when his eyes met hers, and the words slipped from his lips. "I'm so sorry." For every moment he couldn't be with her, for the scar he left on her heart, for the promises-- the vows he made, that hadn't been kept.

[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)

[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. ❞

[alteredcanon]

@iomadachd asked for this

"Are you still moping?" Yes, Caroline has let herself in, again. Because if she left it up to Spike he'd just brood all night, and never answer the door. "God, I thought Stefan was the poutiest vampire on earth, but you are really going for the title."