#foerbes

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@foerbes​       (       caroline forbes      )       :       send   💬   for   me   to   make   you   a   starter   with   a   random   line   of   dialogue   from   this   generator.

‘’     how     exactly     did     you     think     that     having     an     affair     would     help     our     marriage?     ‘’

[heroicis-archived]

another    town    means   adapting    to    another   life.    he    has    lived    through    multiple   lifetimes    at    this    point,    but    this    one   comes    with    an   ulterior    motive.    the   town    of    mystic   falls    is    not   just    another    pinpoint   on    the    map   of    the    cullens’   lives.    instead,    it   is    crawling    with   creatures    just    like   them.    vampires    that   do    not    bother   to    live    the   lifestyle    of    sparing   human    lives,    but   instead    feast    on   the    innocent    humans   that    naively    stroll   through    the    streets   in    bumblefuck,    virginia.    it   was    practically    a    calling    to   carlisle,    he    and   his    siblings    sent   with    the    order   to    find    the   vampires.

daylight    ring    sits   heavy    on    his   finger,    a    crystal   blue    gem    in   the    middle    of   the    metal    that   is    nearly    molded   into    the    pale   skin    of    his   digit.    his    flesh   has    become    one   with    the    enchanted   piece    of    jewelry,   allowing    him    to   walk    in    the   sun    and    properly    scout   the    students    of   mystic    falls    high   school.            (            although,    all   he’s    seen    so   far    are    multitudes    of   jocks    and    cheerleaders    all   fawning    over    the   other,    teasing    the   peasants    that    dare   to    look    their   way    ...            )            blue    eyes   examine    each    student   that    possesses    a    similar    ring   on    their    persons,   thoughts    of    each   person    running    through   his    mind    like   a    movie    montage.            (            god,    it’s    frightening    how    small   town    people    all   seem    to    have   the    same    thought   process    ...            )            finger    flicks   burnt    out    cigarette   onto    the    pavement   of    the    parking   lot,    sunglasses    covering   crystallized    eyes    as   his    feet    start   move    beneath    him.       ❝    edward    cullen.   i’m    new    here,   having    trouble    finding   my    ride...    must   be    all    of   the    drama    that   comes    with    moving   in,    ❞        voice   is    smooth    and   warm,    like    a    glass    of   whiskey    poured    from   a    bottle    that   has    been    preserved    for   decades.        ❝    i    was    wondering   if    you    would   be    so    gracious   as    to    give   me    a    ride.   ❞

@foerbes​     →     liked    for    a    starter    !

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INCORRECT QUOTES      /     ACCEPTING   !!

     ► FT. Caroline Forbes ( @foerbes ) & Davina Claire

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CAROLINE & ALISON - CLOSED STARTER FOR @foerbes​

New city.   New town.   New place.    For awhile she didn’t receive any A texts or threats or being tortured and all of a sudden, there it was.   Again.   There was only one person that Ali knew that she could talk to about it.   Not because she would help her or because she knew who it could be.   But Caroline knew everyone.   She was the head of the cheerleading squad, of every school function known to man.   And if there was someone that could bully anybody, the preppy girl would know all about it.   Alison thought the A texts would stop as soon as she left that awful place but she guessed wrong.   She just hoped that whoever A was now wouldn’t be following her.   That was something she could NOT handle.   She looked all over for Caroline but once she couldn’t find her, she decided to send her a text.   It read ‘Hey, it’s Ali, I need to talk to you right now.   Meet me next to my locker in a few minutes. ‘

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𝚆𝙷𝚈   𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻   𝙼𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴   𝙷𝚄𝚁𝚃   ?!   ,   @foerbes​

𝙵𝚁𝙾𝚉𝙴𝙽   𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻   ,   trying   to   think   of   some   form   of   cover   to   prevent   an   overbearing   reaction   .   worrying   always   made   things   worse   ,   it   was   a   stressor   that   was   constantly   trying   to   be   avoided   yet   was   so   unbelievably   difficult   to   do   so   .   there   was   no   need   to   worry   about   her   (   𝗦𝗛𝗘'𝗦   𝗦𝗔𝗕𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗔   !   )   nearly   invincible   ,   always   bouncing   back   from   the   brink   of   trouble   and   death   .   [   𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓   𝐇𝐎𝐖   𝐅𝐀𝐑   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐓𝐎   𝐆𝐎   𝐓𝐎   𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓   𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓   𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐘   ?   ]   

“   to   be   fair   i   didn’t   think   anything   of   it   .   ”   so   distracted   by   their   surrounding   drama   ,   focusing   on   her   own   well   -   being   was   the   last   of   the   platinum   haired   girls   concern   .   𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁   𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵   𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾   𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽   .   never   thinking   about   what   her   lack   of   self   care   could   do   to   those   around   her   (   𝗔𝗡𝗗   𝗜𝗧   𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗   𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥   𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘   !   )   “   it’s   not   as   bad   as   it   looks   ,   really   .   before   you   know   it   i’ll   heal   myself   up   and   it   would   be   like   nothing   happened   .   ”   regardless   ,   her   body   ached   and   it   still   an   uncomfortable   yet   manageable   pain   .   “   we   have   more   important   things   to   worry   about   than   me   .   ”

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                                 “     miss     mystic     falls,     huh?     I     hate     small     town     pageants.     there’s     always     so     little     to     choose     from     than     anyone     can     win.     ”     wave     of     dismissal     accompanies     her     statement,     idly     hummed   in     between     applying     lipstick     to     plump     tiers     –     Caroline     Forbes     brings     too     many     memories     of     things     Rosalie     wants    desperatedly     to     cling     to,     yet     for     some     reason     feels     pained     to     recall.     Perhaps    that’s     the     reason     for     her     vicious     remark   about     something     she     would’ve     taken     as     seriously     as     the     younger     vampire     back     in     the     day.     When     beauty     becomes     everything     you’ve     ever     been     known     for,     taken    seriously     for,     you     hold     onto     it     with     both     hands     (     oh,     Rosalie,     your     hair     looks     so     lovely     with     that     dress     !     ).     she     wonders,     however,     if    Caroline     experiences     the     same     bitter     gut     feeling     every     time     she     sees     human     youth     and     beauty.

                 “     i     like     that   dress,     though,     ”     she     adds,     eyes     fixated   on     her     own     reflection     in     the     mirror     (    vanity     and     self     hatred     are     an     odd     combination     to     go     hand     in     hand     ),     and    pressing     her     lips     together,     she     puts     the   cap     back     on     the     rouge,     “     blue     is     a     good     look     on     you.     ”    (  @foerbes​  )

[nickolhsa]

       ❤  :          〚       i.  @foerbes​​.   :     caroline forbes.       〛

 ❛         𝙮𝙤𝙪  𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬,    it’s never a  𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍  𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊  to snoop around on a witch's coven.      i hear they’re vicious creatures when threatened.         ❜