his hand chases hers, capturing it for a brief moment before releasing it again. a pretty piece of foreshadowing. “oh very, but-” he leaned closer. “it’s well deserved.” his body remained tilted over the makeshift bar, bringing his face closer to the girl’s. caroline was his shining way in- with the council, with katherine’s something. a source of information, what he needed more than anything. pissing off stefan was just a bonus. “perceptive. i’ve been… traveling. came back to watch over my baby brother. maybe you met him? has a permanent frown line. right-” his knuckle rapped a spot on caroline’s forehead, “here.”
he speaks and it sounds like a warning. handsome, charming, dangerous with the slight sense that he ought to have been off - limits, making her want to pursue this more. she hums, as though considering his words. ❝ i’ll have to wait and be the judge of that myself. ❞ caroline giggles and leans forward slightly, hands propping her up on the table. as if by magic, her intoxicated brain pieces it together ; salvatore. stefan, the new kid. so he had a brother. now that was something her nosing around didn’t find out earlier. ❝ stefan, right ? he’s around here somewhere. so what, are you here playing babysitter ? you can’t be that much older. ❞ head cants and she eyes him over shortly. ❝ there’s far more interesting things that you could be doing anyway. ❞
it hadn’t even been twenty - four hours since the party was cut short. mystic falls was left stewing in the wake of their most recent attack, especially due to vicki’s survival. caroline couldn’t begin to imagine what matt was feeling but yet she was a teenage girl. in the face of tragedy, she was always bound to have a problem deemed equally or moreso important to discuss than that of something as much of a downer as an animal attack. so on saturday morning the blonde insisted that elena ( @dolors ) met her at the cutest diner in the town square. the contrast of the bright, shining weather that had them sitting comfortably outside was almost mocking. ❝ i feel like i barely saw you there. where even were you ? please tell me you have something newsworthy to share about last night. ❞ she takes a sip from the tea in front of her before smothering her bagel in cream cheese, eyeing elena expectantly. ❝ i mean, other than the obvious. you and this town need something happy to talk about. like . . . oh ! the comet. or even more importantly, the two hot new guys i met last night. ❞
it was almost too easy. his head cocked at the girl before him, his gaze clashing with her own. she was prettier up close. that must get her into trouble he mused. and he was trouble. “isn’t it obvious? i’m that tall, dark stranger you’ve been dreaming about.” he extended the hand holding her drink. “but you can call me damon. damon salvatore.”
there’s just something about him. something compelling, something that sucks her in. but dear caroline, didn’t they ever tell you curiosity is what killed the cat ? ❝ cocky much ? ❞ but there’s a smile playing at her lips, one that says she doesn’t mind it. ❝ so, damon, ❞ the blonde starts, reaching out to pluck the drink from his hand, fingertips brushing across his. ❝ why have i never seen you around before ? ❞
There was a bright smile on his face that he assumed was caused by the alcohol that currently was going through his bloodstream. When the perky blonde wrapped her fingers around his wrist it felt almost out of the blue, in fact, he wasn’t really paying attention to his surrounding as much as he knew he probably should be. ❝Hi, Caroline,❞ he muttered, however, it came out much louder than he would have expected it to. ❝What are we drinking?❞ They bare knew five facts about each other, yet he wouldn’t mind drinking with her for a while — his only goal was to forget about his worries, if only even for a night.
her arm looped through his was steadying. perhaps that was the underlying point of her snatching the nearest friendly face from the crowd, but it was nice having company all the same. even if aforementioned company was her typically quiet lab partner. what better place to get to know him than at a party ? it was practically a teenage rite of passage. ❝ i never really took this as your kind of scene. but we, isaac lahey, are drinking rum and sprite. ❞
HE HAD YET TO FIND ELENA in the sea of drunken students — but perhaps he had found the next best thing. stefan had had his eyes on the preppy blonde for a while now, hoping that if he watched her long enough she would lead him to elena, but it had been an hour now and still there was no sign of her. and quite frankly, he was starting to feel like the blonde’s stalker. perhaps it was best at this point to just approach her. there was no harm in making a new friend, after all, should his attempts at hinting on the whereabouts of elena fail. making his way towards her, gaze set with such confidence that the party guests practically parted the sea to let him past, he made a quick pit stop to the drinks table for something to offer her — a friendly gesture, one might say. finally coming to a stop just beside her, he held out the drink with a soft smile. ❛ looks like your cups finished. thought i’d help you out. that and i needed someone to talk to. you can only play the lonely new guy card for so long before people start to think you don’t talk, y’know ? ❜
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the rest of the party masks the sounds of someone else joining her. she’s about to grab a beer for matt and mix herself another drink when a boy steps forward, offering a drink with a shy smile she almost couldn’t refuse. stefan salvatore. she’d seen him earlier that day during classes gone as far as to take it upon herself to learn who he was. what could she say, she was never one to let her curiosity go dissatisfied, particularly when it involved someone as cute at this new kid. bottom lip is captured between her teeth for a moment before a coquettish smile tugs at the corners of her lips. ❝ don’t you know a girl should make her own drink ? party safety 101, ❞ caroline teases, though she steps closer and accepts his offering. ❝ stefan, right ? i’m caroline. what brings you to town ? ❞
took a sip from his flask. high school parties never had anything stronger than hard lemonade and fireball shots. but his little brother would be running around here somewhere- frowning at fun and following around elena gilbert. winking at a passing group of football players, he observed. searching, searching, there. the bright, giggling blonde, dragging a smaller girl behind her. his first memory of her returned to him, speaking to katherine’s lookalike outside the school- the perfect high school golden girl.
he whipped forward. nudging aside the current underage bartender. why waste compulsion when a glare would do. repulsive pink something waited in his hand, a smirk graced his lips, when the blonde arrived. “i was wondering when i would meet her.”
she laughs and it screams of teenage innocence. every move she makes has the intention to draw eyes, though she doesn’t see the searing blue gaze already locked on her as she draws closer to the drink table. caroline releases the other girl with a bright smile and a be over there in a sec ! and finally she sees him. tall, dark, and hot, bearing just the drink she was searching for. brows raise curiously as she eyes the stranger and caroline wonders if he should look familiar. it was rare that a newcomer in mystic caught her by surprise, but she brushes that off easily as a coy smile dances ‘cross her lips. ❝ weird, because she doesn’t know who you are. ❞ she was almost flattered. safe to say he had her curiosity piqued. ❝ are you going to introduce yourself, or leave me guessing ? ❞
tyler did not pay too much attention to those around him with the exception of those who stood out like one caroline forbes by his side. he’d known her for more years than he could count on his hand given her former attachment to his sister. their falling out was not something he was aware but his drunken mind did not give much care to the business between mystic fall’s blonde bombshell and his sister. “ suppose i am now ” he sets the emptied glass bottle down and throws an arm around her, mostly to steady her wobbling and tracks along through the crowd shoulder first. “ how many of those have you had? ” he’s not judging, only wondering.
caroline couldn’t say that she and tyler were ever really close. sure, she grew up running around the mayor’s backyard with a certain redheaded darth vaderette, but she couldn’t say she really knew tyler. nor did that matter as she clutched at his arm tossed around her, slim fingers gripping his wrist in a subconscious attempt to stay steady on her feet. how many had she had so far that night ? good question. ❝ let’s just say . . . enough. ❞ she giggles shortly, allowing herself to be guided along through the crowd ❝ but you definitely need another drink. ❞
as the crowd grew larger and louder, stiles slightly stumbled around trying to get a little ways away from the group, as he leaned onto a tree he caught sight of the other person, pulling his half empty pint jim beam out and offering it up ❝ i wont say it taste good but it’ll do the job. ❞
the bridge was glowing, wooden boards adorned with strings of fairy lights. caroline never could tell who thought to decorate for the yearly bonfire, but she couldn’t say she didn’t admire the forethought. the blonde had wandered off from the usual crowd she surrounded herself with, a drink dangling dangerously loose over the creek running beneath the wooden structure she was leaning on. she nearly jumped out of her skin when someone spoke and then brows rose as she saw who it was and his current state. ❝ i’ll stick with what i’ve got, thanks. ❞ words felt too loud, too sharp in her intoxicated mouth. ❝ i’m sure the sheriff would tell you being off on your own wasn’t such a hot move right now. ❞
MYSTIC FALLS WOODS always seemed so fitting for a party, especially one of this caliber so fitting for tyler lockwood who maintained a somewhat infamous party boy life style at the ripe age of sixteen. he’d make his mother so proud with a plastic bright red cup in hand, gulping down what must’ve been his fourth serving of cheap beer. this was an almost casual week end night for tyler with the exception of beer being switch out with a stolen bottle of scotch from his father’s whiskey cabinet which must have cost at least half of tyler’s college tuition. standing among a crowd of other drunken or drinking teens tyler finished off his drink and turned to the closest person beside him. “ you want another drink? i’m going to get another, ”
the sugary - sweet bite of hard lemonade slides down the back of her throat. she’s perched on the edge of a log between tyler and sara, laughing at something jackson and danny were saying. whether or not it was actually funny is irrelevant what mattered was that she laughed and spoke at the right times. the lengths a teenage girl would go to to ensure she was liked. vibrant eyes shift to tyler as he addresses her and a smile toys at her lips at his question. she offers the empty bottle to him, dangling between her fingers. ❝ only if you’re offering to fetch me another. ❞ tone’s playful as she addresses him, though she stands only a beat later, head rushing in the process. ❝ lead the way, lockwood. ❞
although hesitant at first, kira eventually ended up going to the bonfire. she didn’t know anybody there and the thought of standing there and doing nothing like a total dork was terrifying, but it wouldn’t hurt getting to know some of her future classmates. there she was, standing awkwardly with a drink in her hand, her worst nightmare about to become true, when suddenly someone grabbed her hand. “oh—” was all kira could say, taking a good look at the blonde standing in front of her before confirming to herself that she’d never met her before. perhaps the girl took her for someone else or she simply needed a drinking companion. “but.. i haven’t finished mine yet.” the brunette said, gesturing towards the half-full cup in her hand. “i’m kira by the way, i don’t believe we’ve met! actually i’m new, just moved here a week ago so we couldn’t have met.. obviously.” the girl bit her tongue, desperately trying to stop herself from talking and furthermore embarrassing herself.
a small laugh falls past full lips. this new girl ? adorable. caroline’s confident on her feet as she guides kira towards a table lined with bottles and messy with puddles of booze. she had heard of this girl during classes that morning hard not to, when word’s going around that she shares a last name with the newest history teacher. ❝ oh, i know. it's a small town. ❞ the blonde pauses to polish off her own drink. ❝ but i’m caroline forbes ! a pleasure. so what brings you to mystic ? ❞ head cants curiously as she scrutinizes the new girl for a moment, though caroline doesn’t give her much time to answer before she’s barrelling on, freeing the other girl’s arm so she can pour herself a new drink. ❝ you couldn’t have come at a better time, really, this party’s the best way for you to meet people. like . . . ❞ caroline sets down a now - empty smirnoff bottle and spins to face the other direction. she uses her free hand to motion vaguely towards a group a few yards away. ❝ the girl with dark curly hair next to the tall guy by the fire ? that’s aimee bradley. cute, but not the smartest. the guy with her ? matt donovan. sweet, but off - limits and mourning his recent break - up. come on, i’ll keep showing you around. ❞
mystic falls woods, ext. cut to : a girl, drink in hand, smile ‘pon pink - painted lips, and already the slightest bit tipsy. the typically sleepy forest was abuzz with students enjoying their last hurrah before school really kicked in, a scene filled with music blasting from bluetooth speakers and lit by the bonfire in the center of the clearing. ( hear: the crack of a flame, the snap of a twig, the hoots of a kegger, the giggle of a blonde ) her free hand waves in greeting at some friendly faces before caroline takes a generous swig from the ever - typical red cup clutched in her hand and turns toward the fire. blue irises proceed to dance over the congregation with purpose, returning to the task at hand that had left her by herself in the first place god, where were elena and bonnie ? elena promised she would be there. after all, what better way to shake off her funk and get back into the swing of things than a party ? at the sight of a familiar face, caroline brightens, long fingers wrapping around the wrist of the passerby before she links her arm with their’s. ❝ you ! come with me, we’re getting another drink. ❞
( halston sage, cisfemale, she/her ) – did you see CAROLINE FORBES walking through town? i hear the 17 / 17 year old is a HUMAN, but that might just be a rumor. some say they are VIVACIOUS and DRIVEN, but that they can be DOGMATIC and VAIN.
hi everyone i’d like to introduce you to my oc caroline ?? idk if you know her ?? she’s, como se dice, a mess. but at least she’s pretty.
i. AND THAT’S THE WAY THE STORY GOES: FATHERS BREAK THEIR DAUGHTERS’ HEARTS . . .
the forbes family was never particularly happy. sure, they could fake it with the best of them, but elizabeth and william had long since lost their spark by the time caroline was born and growing up. bill was unhappy in his marriage and that translated in the way he treated his family --- he was a demanding, stubborn man and caroline wanted nothing more than to desperately please him.
but how do you please a man who doesn’t know what he wants? it didn’t help that liz was a workaholic and while the forbes could put on a perfect facade, they were far from the picture - perfect blonde founding family that they put out there. liz and bill loved their daughter and did the best they could, but sometime their best wasn’t enough. they tried, though, they really did.
regardless of it all, young caroline loved her parents more than anything. she never wanted for much, but she was starved from the proper affection she deserved. so the girl with golden locks and a beacon of a smile grew older, learning what love was from one of the worst examples.
she thirteen and her parents rarely showed each other affection, their arguments escalating into yelling matches and slammed doors ; his, a bedroom. her’s, a sheriff’s car.
she’s fourteen and just when things seemed to be getting better, they only got worse. young woman’s father is working long hours and sometimes it’s like it’s hard for him to look at her : blue eyes stormy with disappointment. or perhaps, golden girl, with regret. but a girl should never have to beg her father for a relationship.
she’s fifteen and their marriage has reached a boiling point. fractured relationships beyond fixing as a single word breaches innocent ears: A F F A I R. her mother, reduced to a woman scorned. her dad, the man who left his family for another man. a mystic falls scandal. caroline’s regarded with pitying gazes and pats on the back, as though the WHY he left is worse than the WHO. he left me he left me he left for another family. another daughter. not enough / never enough. not even for a man who was supposed to love her unconditionally.
GOLDILOCKS, MEET THE THREE BEARS : vanity, uncertainty, inferiority.
ii. AND DAUGHTERS BREAK THEIR MOTHERS’ HEARTS.
the family of three, reduced to two. caroline and liz loved each other, they did, but the abandonment left their relationship strained. and, as all teen girls do, she has a tendency to push her mother away as a way of saying she wants her closer. liz was constantly working, and it was like being abandoned twice --- her dad, physically; her mom, mentally. she was fifteen and all she wanted was her MOTHER.
so the sheriff’s daughter did what she did best: ignored it all, hoping things would just . . . get better. they didn’t, but she’s TRYING, alright?
between her father leaving and a falling out with lydia, one of her childhood best friends, high school was off to a really rocky start, to say the least.
and that’s where we reach the start of the rp basically, as u can tell i got lazy with this section
iii. CANON CHANGES.
not much really ??
she’s still gonna become a vamp but the HOW will likely be different though i’m not set so tbd
like combining with tw doesn’t really influence her background or anything, just her future plots and dynamics with characters
psa that i do not feel beholden 2 canon at all and am here for any and all crossover ships and dynamics thank u and gn
iv. FUN STUFF.
loves animated movies more than life, has watched tangled a minimum of fifty times
a lightweight :/
here’s her pinterest xoxo
is lowkey that picture of the broken bottle of stress relief lotion
her thirst is fuckin unreal this early in the plot, sry everyone
head cheerleader, homecoming queen, part time motherfuckin model
no but really, cheerleading captain, aspiring future miss mystic falls, and already has a binder detailing five different potential prom themes for the spring
“who told you that” “i literally know everything no one has to tell me”
she forgets NOTHING
anyway it’s nearly 2am this is all you’re getting for now
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