A Change Of Scenery || Ivy & Aaron

Ivy Blake’s life had recently been turned upside down from the arrival of Stefan Salvatore into her life; they had met a couple of months ago in a bar in Savannah, Ivy’s home town. At the time she had known there was something different about him, he was a vampire and she knew that, though she hadn’t let on that she knew that, as far as he knew, she was just a simple human. Ivy was far from simple and she was far from human, she was a full blooded fae, born into the fairy community two hundred years ago, she was able to blend in with humans as she looked just like them, the only way people could tell she was fae was if she told them or if she was to feed a vampire her blood, the vampire would then know, as her blood made them intoxicated as well as adding a few bonus things to the vampire like being able to walk in daylight without burning.

Though she had planned to tell Stefan exactly what she was in time, it turned out that she would have to broach the subject more quicker than she had expected, having been turned into a vampire herself by a vampire named Enzo. He was one of Stefan’s brother Damon’s friends, he and Stefan couldn’t stand each other and so in some sort of revenge he took it out on Ivy and turned her into a vampire, feeding her his blood before snapping her neck. Once she woke up in transition Enzo found someone for her to feed on making sure that she completed her transition, though something was different about her, she had maintained a lot of her fae powers and abilities, so rather than being a simple vampire she was a vampire and fae hybrid.

It had been a few days since her transition and she was still struggling to get to grips with her new vampire life, she was constantly hungry, her emotions were all over the place given that when you transitioned your emotions were heightened, hers were no different, she thought that they could in fact be more heightened given that she was half fae. Having been told that she was not allowed into Mystic Falls as no vampires were while the travellers spell was still in force, Ivy stayed on the outskirts of the town, making sure not to cross past the Mystic Falls town sign as that was where the spell began. She hadn’t really gotten to know everyone really well just yet, though she knew them by name along with their history, what they were and such.

Stefan had been trying to convince her that it would be a good idea to enrol in Whitmore College along with his two friends Elena and Caroline, he seemed to think that she would settle in there and that it would help her, how he could think that being around humans all day would be a way of dealing with her bloodlust she couldn’t quite understand. Promising him that she would check it out she had made the journey to the college, parking her car in the huge car park and glancing around slowly. She couldn’t believe she was about to do this but no doubt if she didn’t his friends would report back to Stefan and if she showed that she couldn’t hack it then Stefan would lay off of her, hopefully anyway.

Tilting her head as she climbed out of the car, she spotted a young man walking across the campus grounds, locking the car up she ran across the grounds quickly though still using her human speed so as not to draw attention to herself. “Excuse me” she shouted “Can you tell me” she paused as he turned to look at her and her eyes were drawn to the young man’s neck, she could feel her fangs aching and she turned quickly to hide the fact that her face was changing a little, she couldn’t risk a human realising what she was. 

Hideaway || Ivy & Oliver

Ivy Blake’s life had recently been turned upside down from the arrival of Stefan Salvatore into her life; they had met a couple of months ago in a bar in Savannah, Ivy’s home town. At the time she had known there was something different about him, he was a vampire and she knew that, though she hadn’t let on that she knew that, as far as he knew, she was just a simple human. Ivy was far from simple and she was far from human, she was a full blooded fae, born into the fairy community two hundred years ago, she was able to blend in with humans as she looked just like them, the only way people could tell she was fae was if she told them or if she was to feed a vampire her blood, the vampire would then know, as her blood made them intoxicated as well as adding a few bonus things to the vampire like being able to walk in daylight without burning.

Though she had planned to tell Stefan exactly what she was in time, it turned out that she would have to broach the subject more quicker than she had expected, having been turned into a vampire herself by a vampire named Enzo. He was one of Stefan’s brother Damon’s friends, he and Stefan couldn’t stand each other and so in some sort of revenge he took it out on Ivy and turned her into a vampire, feeding her his blood before snapping her neck. Once she woke up in transition Enzo found someone for her to feed on making sure that she completed her transition, though something was different about her, she had maintained a lot of her fae powers and abilities, so rather than being a simple vampire she was a vampire and fae hybrid.

It had been a few days since her transition and she was still struggling to get to grips with her new vampire life, she was constantly hungry, her emotions were all over the place given that when you transitioned your emotions were heightened, hers were no different, she thought that they could in fact be more heightened given that she was half fae. Having been told that she was not allowed into Mystic Falls as no vampires were while the travellers spell was still in force, Ivy decided to head out of town for a few days to a place that she could blend into without standing out as a vampire, without having to worry about where she went, crossing certain lines and dying. Ivy had looked over an atlas and decided to just close her eyes and pick out something, her finger landed on Starling City, she had never visited the place and come to think of it she had to say she wasn’t even familiar with the name.

She had arrived in the place a few hours later and found herself slap bang in the middle of a street, her eyes resting on a bar on the opposite side of the road, seemed that would be the first place for her to check out, she was hopeful that someone would be able to point her in the direction of a hotel or guest house. Tilting her head to the side she smiled to herself as she crossed the road and walked into the bar, her eyes immediately being drawn to an attractive man wearing a suit who was sat at the bar seeming deep in thought. Walking towards the bar she glanced at the young man who came to ask her what she wanted, ordering herself a vodka, her eyes moving to look towards the man at her side and casting a soft smile in his direction.

From the look on his face and the way he was drinking she could tell that he had heard some bad news of some sort, part of a fae’s powers was the ability to pick up on humans emotions, as well as her vampire ability to sense anything different and she could tell that there was something very different about this man. “You look like you’re from around here, you couldn’t point me in the direction of a hotel could you?” she asked with her eyes fixed on him, even though she wanted to know this she also was thinking of a ruse to strike up a conversation with him. 

Dangerous || Ivy & Kyran

Ivy Blake’s life had recently been turned upside down from the arrival of Stefan Salvatore into her life; they had met a couple of months ago in a bar in Savannah, Ivy’s home town. At the time she had known there was something different about him, he was a vampire and she knew that, though she hadn’t let on that she knew that, as far as he knew, she was just a simple human. Ivy was far from simple and she was far from human, she was a full blooded fae, born into the fairy community two hundred years ago, she was able to blend in with humans as she looked just like them, the only way people could tell she was fae was if she told them or if she was to feed a vampire her blood, the vampire would then know, as her blood made them intoxicated as well as adding a few bonus things to the vampire like being able to walk in daylight without burning.

Though she had planned to tell Stefan exactly what she was in time, it turned out that she would have to broach the subject more quicker than she had expected, having been turned into a vampire herself by a vampire named Enzo. He was one of Stefan’s brother Damon’s friends, he and Stefan couldn’t stand each other and so in some sort of revenge he took it out on Ivy and turned her into a vampire, feeding her his blood before snapping her neck. Once she woke up in transition Enzo found someone for her to feed on making sure that she completed her transition, though something was different about her, she had maintained a lot of her fae powers and abilities, so rather than being a simple vampire she was a vampire and fae hybrid.

It had been a few days since her transition and she was still struggling to get to grips with her new vampire life, she was constantly hungry, her emotions were all over the place given that when you transitioned your emotions were heightened, hers were no different, she thought that they could in fact be more heightened given that she was half fae. Having been told that she was not allowed into Mystic Falls as no vampires were while the travellers spell was still in force, Ivy decided to head out of town for a few days to a place that she knew supernatural’s could go, New Orleans, Louisiana. She had heard that the original vampires were there as well as werewolves and witches, even a hybrid as Klaus Mikaelson was the original hybrid as well as an original vampire.

Ivy didn’t bother telling anyone where she was going, being as everyone had seemed to be a little annoyed by her presence and were also unwilling to even help her with her transition, she didn’t feel she would be missed at all. She had packed herself a small bag of belongings before heading to Louisiana, and by the time the evening came she had arrived in New Orleans, standing in the middle of Bourbon Street, the main street of the French Quarter. Taking a glance around slowly she rested her eyes on the bar named Rousseau’s, seemed to be the perfect place to start, she was looking for somewhere to stay and she was hopeful that someone in the bar could point her in the right direction of a nice hotel or guest house.

Crossing the street she stopped suddenly sensing a presence behind her, werewolf, she thought to herself, last she had heard werewolves were not exactly welcomed here in the town and stuck to the bayou, this one seemed to be different, she could sense the cockiness dripping from him before she even laid her eyes on him. As the young man with blonde hair that rested on his shoulders turned the corner and locked eyes with her momentarily she studied his demeanour, her eyes dancing over the black leather jacket that he was wearing and the moon ring that adorned his finger, he wore them with pride, they were trademarks to his character and his heritage no doubt. Watching as he walked confidently inside the bar she followed him quickly giving him a quick smile as he held the door for her, though she could tell he knew she was a vampire, she wondered if he knew the full extent of her species, there were not many hybrids of any species around let alone a hybrid vampire and fairy.

Moving slowly to the bar she rested her eyes on the blonde female who was working, ordering herself a glass of wine as she listened to her quickly tell the werewolf that Klaus would be here later, seemed everyone in this town knew of this Klaus, the original hybrid, she wondered if the werewolf could be connected to him in some way as the Mikaelson son was half werewolf and half vampire. As her drink was placed in front of her and the man seemed to decide to wait as he took a seat she crooked her head in his direction “You know the infamous Klaus then” she stated, there was no need to ask it as a question as she already knew the answer. 

Salvation || Ivy & Becca

Ivy Blake’s life had recently been turned upside down from the arrival of Stefan Salvatore into her life; they had met a couple of months ago in a bar in Savannah, Ivy’s home town. At the time she had known there was something different about him, he was a vampire and she knew that, though she hadn’t let on that she knew that, as far as he knew, she was just a simple human. Ivy was far from simple and she was far from human, she was a full blooded fae, born into the fairy community two hundred years ago, she was able to blend in with humans as she looked just like them, the only way people could tell she was fae was if she told them or if she was to feed a vampire her blood, the vampire would then know, as her blood made them intoxicated as well as adding a few bonus things to the vampire like being able to walk in daylight without burning.

Though she had planned to tell Stefan exactly what she was in time, it turned out that she would have to broach the subject more quicker than she had expected, having been turned into a vampire herself by a vampire named Enzo. He was one of Stefan’s brother Damon’s friends, he and Stefan couldn’t stand each other and so in some sort of revenge he took it out on Ivy and turned her into a vampire, feeding her his blood before snapping her neck. Once she woke up in transition Enzo found someone for her to feed on making sure that she completed her transition, though something was different about her, she had maintained a lot of her fae powers and abilities, so rather than being a simple vampire she was a vampire and fae hybrid.

It had been a few days since her transition and she was still struggling to get to grips with her new vampire life, she was constantly hungry, her emotions were all over the place given that when you transitioned your emotions were heightened, hers were no different, she thought that they could in fact be more heightened given that she was half fae. Having been told that she was not allowed into Mystic Falls as no vampires were while the travellers spell was still in force, Ivy decided to head out of town for a few days to a place that she knew supernatural’s could go, New Orleans, Louisiana. She had heard that the original vampires were there as well as werewolves and witches, even a hybrid as Klaus Mikaelson was the original hybrid as well as an original vampire.

Ivy didn’t bother telling anyone where she was going, being as everyone had seemed to be a little annoyed by her presence and were also unwilling to even help her with her transition, she didn’t feel she would be missed at all. She had packed herself a small bag of belongings before heading to Louisiana, and by the time the evening came she had arrived in New Orleans, standing in the middle of Bourbon Street, the main street of the French Quarter. Taking a glance around slowly she rested her eyes on the bar named Rousseau’s, seemed to be the perfect place to start, she was looking for somewhere to stay and she was hopeful that someone in the bar could point her in the right direction of a nice hotel or guest house.

Walking inside the bar slowly as she pushed the door open Ivy let her eyes wander over her surroundings, glancing at the various people that were sat around, her eyes moving to rest on the young girl that sat at the bar alone, she had a set of headphones resting around her neck, her hand was gripping a pencil as it glided over a pad, she could automatically sense the werewolf in the young girl, as well as the fact that she was probably into music in quite a big way. Walking and taking a seat next to her she smiled softly in a friendly gesture towards the young girl as she ordered herself a bottle of beer, wondering if the girl would be friendly back, she no doubt could tell that she was a vampire as she could tell that she was a werewolf. 

Could There Be Hope || Ivy & Cassie

Ivy Blake’s life had recently been turned upside down from the arrival of Stefan Salvatore into her life; they had met a couple of months ago in a bar in Savannah, Ivy’s home town. At the time she had known there was something different about him, he was a vampire and she knew that, though she hadn’t let on that she knew that, as far as he knew, she was just a simple human. Ivy was far from simple and she was far from human, she was a full blooded fae, born into the fairy community two hundred years ago, she was able to blend in with humans as she looked just like them, the only way people could tell she was fae was if she told them or if she was to feed a vampire her blood, the vampire would then know, as her blood made them intoxicated as well as adding a few bonus things to the vampire like being able to walk in daylight without burning.

Though she had planned to tell Stefan exactly what she was in time, it turned out that she would have to broach the subject more quicker than she had expected, having been turned into a vampire herself by a vampire named Enzo. He was one of Stefan’s brother Damon’s friends, he and Stefan couldn’t stand each other and so in some sort of revenge he took it out on Ivy and turned her into a vampire, feeding her his blood before snapping her neck. Once she woke up in transition Enzo found someone for her to feed on making sure that she completed her transition, though something was different about her, she had maintained a lot of her fae powers and abilities, so rather than being a simple vampire she was a vampire and fae hybrid.

It had been a few days since her transition and she was still struggling to get to grips with her new vampire life, she was constantly hungry, her emotions were all over the place given that when you transitioned your emotions were heightened, hers were no different, she thought that they could in fact be more heightened given that she was half fae. Having been told that she was not allowed into Mystic Falls as no vampires were while the travellers spell was still in force, Ivy decided to head out of town for a few days to a place that she knew supernatural’s could go, New Orleans, Louisiana. She had heard that the original vampires were there as well as werewolves and witches, even a hybrid as Klaus Mikaelson was the original hybrid as well as an original vampire.

Ivy didn’t bother telling anyone where she was going, being as everyone had seemed to be a little annoyed by her presence and were also unwilling to even help her with her transition, she didn’t feel she would be missed at all. She had packed herself a small bag of belongings before heading to Louisiana, and by the time the evening came she had arrived in New Orleans, standing in the middle of Bourbon Street, the main street of the French Quarter. Taking a glance around slowly she rested her eyes on the bar named Rousseau’s, seemed to be the perfect place to start, she was looking for somewhere to stay and she was hopeful that someone in the bar could point her in the right direction of a nice hotel or guest house.

Pushing the door open slowly she glanced around walking inside slowly but confidently, taking a seat at the bar as she ordered herself a bottle of beer from the blonde bartender. Turning her head slowly she watched another blonde at her side who was reading a newspaper, Ivy could tell she was a witch, the part of her fae that existed still sensed her immediately. Ivy had been told that there were a lot of powerful witches in New Orleans and she almost dared to wonder if it was possible that maybe her transition could be reversed, maybe she could go back to being a proper fairy and not this weird hybrid that she was now. Tilting her head and catching the young girl’s eye she smiled softly “Hello” she said quickly hoping that she would be friendly. 

How Can You Help Me? || Ivy & Sage

Ivy Blake’s life had recently been turned upside down from the arrival of Stefan Salvatore into her life; they had met a couple of months ago in a bar in Savannah, Ivy’s home town. At the time she had known there was something different about him, he was a vampire and she knew that, though she hadn’t let on that she knew that, as far as he knew, she was just a simple human. Ivy was far from simple and she was far from human, she was a full blooded fae, born into the fairy community two hundred years ago, she was able to blend in with humans as she looked just like them, the only way people could tell she was fae was if she told them or if she was to feed a vampire her blood, the vampire would then know, as her blood made them intoxicated as well as adding a few bonus things to the vampire like being able to walk in daylight without burning.

Though she had planned to tell Stefan exactly what she was in time, it turned out that she would have to broach the subject more quicker than she had expected, having been turned into a vampire herself by a vampire named Enzo. He was one of Stefan’s brother Damon’s friends, he and Stefan couldn’t stand each other and so in some sort of revenge he took it out on Ivy and turned her into a vampire, feeding her his blood before snapping her neck. Once she woke up in transition Enzo found someone for her to feed on making sure that she completed her transition, though something was different about her, she had maintained a lot of her fae powers and abilities, so rather than being a simple vampire she was a vampire and fae hybrid.

It had been a few days since her transition and she was still struggling to get to grips with her new vampire life, she was constantly hungry, her emotions were all over the place given that when you transitioned your emotions were heightened, hers were no different, she thought that they could in fact be more heightened given that she was half fae. Having been told that she was not allowed into Mystic Falls as no vampires were while the travellers spell was still in force, Ivy stayed on the outskirts of the town, making sure not to cross past the Mystic Falls town sign as that was where the spell began. She was hoping that if she stuck around here long enough she would run into a human so that she would be able to feed, she was so hungry, nothing she had seemed to be enough and all she had was a quick lesson on compelling, she was basically left on her own for now, it seemed no one had the time to help her come to terms with being a vampire.

As she looked up towards the town she saw a young man walking towards her, he was the other side of the sign which meant he was human, perfect she thought to herself as he crossed past the sign and smiled at her a little as their eyes met. Smiling back she turned and followed him slowly, though she was practically stalking him in reality as she moved closer to him, grabbing him and dragging him into the woods at the side of them. She fixed her eyes on his speaking slowly and telling him to not be afraid, which he nodded at, taking that as proof her compulsion was working she reared her head back before plunging her fangs into his neck and sucking as the blood hit her throat. Pulling back she was about to tell him to forget everything and go home when she found herself unable to and sank her fangs back into his neck, draining him completely before dropping his lifeless body to the ground, wiping her lips with the back of her hand slowly.

Glancing around she began looking for something to cover the body with when her ears pricked up hearing the crunching of leaves as it became apparent someone was walking towards her. Looking around before attempting to launch into a run she gasped as a strong hand wrapped around her arm and grabbed her, stopping her from moving. Turning to look at the man, her eyes widened a little as she immediately could tell he was a fellow vampire, but why was he grabbing her, he looked like he was feeling pity for her and that was something she couldn’t understand. “What do you want, let go of me” she snapped as her eyes met his, her expression turning to distrust as he stated that he wanted to help and he could help if she would let him. 

Why Me? || Ivy & Enzo

Ivy Blake’s life had recently been turned upside down from the arrival of Stefan Salvatore into her life; they had met a couple of months ago in a bar in Savannah, Ivy’s home town. At the time she had known there was something different about him, he was a vampire and she knew that, though she hadn’t let on that she knew that, as far as he knew, she was just a simple human. Ivy was far from simple and she was far from human, she was a full blooded fae, born into the fairy community two hundred years ago, she was able to blend in with humans as she looked just like them, the only way people could tell she was fae was if she told them or if she was to feed a vampire her blood, the vampire would then know, as her blood made them intoxicated as well as adding a few bonus things to the vampire like being able to walk in daylight without burning.

Ivy and Stefan had now been dating for the past two months, though they didn’t call themselves boyfriend and girlfriend, they were, Ivy often spent her nights at Stefan’s place rather than her own, he was always cooking dinner for them, which was good, Ivy had no idea how to cook and relied on her fae powers to supply herself with nourishment. This evening it seemed that they were going to be joined by two of Stefan’s friends who had turned up, a young blonde female vampire named Caroline and a dark haired handsome male vampire named Enzo, Ivy was quite excited to meet some of Stefan’s friends despite the fact they were also vampires, though the excitement soon died when the dinner proved to be a little awkward. The conversation seemed to be around how Stefan had forgotten everyone back home, he hadn’t spoke much to her about his previous home, though being a vampire she knew that he had probably had many different homes and lives in his existence.

As things took a rather tense turn, Stefan took his friends outside to speak to them whilst Ivy done her best at clearing up, his friends had seemed nice but there was obviously some sort of friction between them that she was unaware of, had they been humans, she would have been able to read their minds to find out what was going on, for now she would remain in the dark, unless of course Stefan decided to open up to her. Glancing up as Enzo came back inside the house, she looked at him with a soft smile, though his expression told her that she should be wary of him, he looked angry. Within seconds he had moved to her and gripped her tightly, forcing her to drink the blood from his wrist, there was no way she wanted this, she knew what would come, if she had his blood and he killed her, she would lose her fae powers and become a vampire. Though she could have used her powers on Enzo, he was too strong for her to get a hold on and as he gripped her neck, she realised there was nothing to do, blackness surrounded her as she felt herself drop to the ground.

She wasn’t sure how long she had been unconscious for until her eyes flickered open slowly, glancing around and realising she was now somewhere she had never been before, she wasn’t in Stefan’s house or Savannah as far as she could tell, her eyes focussed on a movement to her side and she took a deep breath as her eyes met the eyes of the man who had done this to her “Enzo” she whispered, sitting up slowly, she knew what he had done to her and now she had this severe hunger, she wanted to eat, though she knew it wasn’t just a normal hunger, she wanted blood. “Why do this to me?” she snapped towards him, tilting her head as he asked her how she knew what he had done. “You thought i was a simple human, i would have been more help to you in my previous state, i was a fairy you see, a very powerful one at that” she stated “Now i am a monster and i want blood, so what do you intend to do with me Enzo?” she asked with curiosity, there was obviously a reason he had turned her, she didn’t imagine it was just to upset Stefan though of course it could be.  

Walkabout || Ivy & Matt

Ivy Blake had been residing in Mystic Falls Virginia for the past few weeks, ever since she had broken the spell cast by the travellers before their death, a spell that didn’t die along with whoever cast it. Ivy had been the key to helping return Mystic Falls to its original state, allowing many people to return home including her most recent love interest Stefan Salvatore. It wasn’t a straight forward romance and was rather frowned upon in the fae community as Stefan was a vampire, though she had accepted that fact as he had accepted her being a fae, Ivy was quite capable of controlling a vampire if she needed to. Being two hundred years old Ivy was more powerful than just an average fae, as with vampires, the older a fae got the more powerful she got.

She had taken up residence in the Salvatore Boarding House with Stefan along with the newly returned Damon, a house that was also frequented by both the Gilbert siblings, Elena and Jeremy, along with Alaric Saltzman, a newly resurrected vampire that had been created by Esther Mikaelson, who was now having to get used to a whole new life. Mystic Falls was certainly interesting; Ivy could definitely say that with all the supernatural beings around her. She was beginning to feel a little settled finally and things were going well between her and Stefan at the moment, despite a lot of criticism about their relationship.

Getting to her feet, she moved across the room and pulled on some shorts and a vest top, running the brush through her long flowing blonde hair slowly as she looked at her reflection in the mirror, running her finger over her neck slightly where she had two small holes from a vampire bite, she had taken to letting Stefan have a drop of her blood every now and then, it was good for him after all. Normally she would leave them to heal themselves, she didn’t like the idea of wearing scarves and so far she hadn’t left the Salvatore mansion, today was different, Stefan had headed out early and she wanted to take a look around the quaint little town she was calling home these days. Looking in the mirror and uttering a few words, she smiled as the puncture marks began to disappear a little, she was able to perform certain amounts of magic like basic cover up whenever she wanted to.

Casting one more look over herself in the mirror, she ran her hand though her long locks slowly before leaving the room, moving down the steps quickly yet gracefully, casting a soft glance towards Damon as he stated that Stefan wouldn’t approve of her leaving the house, she shook her head “Stefan will be fine with it” she stated over her shoulder before leaving the house quickly, moving around the side of the house and closing her eyes, teleporting herself into the town square, launching into a walk so as not to draw any attention and crossing the square to the Mystic Grill bar, smiling at a few customers sat around the bar before taking a seat at the bar, smiling at the blonde haired young man who approached her.

“I’ll have the strongest cup of coffee you can make” she stated softly, as she leant against the bar a little, watching as the young man busied himself with making her the coffee. As it was placed down in front of her she smiled softly as she took a small sip “Perfect” she stated, leaning her head to the side as she watched the young man “You’re Matt aren’t you?” she asked “Sorry, I’m Ivy, I’m living with the Salvatore’s, Jeremy has mentioned you before, i just thought it was about time i checked out the local hangout, there is only so much of Damon’s company one can handle” she stated with a soft laugh. 

Weekend Warrior || Ivy & Marcel

Ivy Blake had been residing in Mystic Falls Virginia for the past few weeks, ever since she had broken the spell cast by the travellers before their death, a spell that didn’t die along with whoever cast it. Ivy had been the key to helping return Mystic Falls to its original state, allowing many people to return home including her most recent love interest Stefan Salvatore. It wasn’t a straight forward romance and was rather frowned upon in the fae community as Stefan was a vampire, though she had accepted that fact as he had accepted her being a fae, Ivy was quite capable of controlling a vampire if she needed to. Being two hundred years old Ivy was more powerful than just an average fae, as with vampires, the older a fae got the more powerful she got.

With being in Mystic Falls Ivy had gotten to know the residents pretty well over the time she had been here, some had instantly gotten on with her, some had seemed a little against her, or more the fact that she and Stefan were an item, most notably a fellow vampire Caroline Forbes. Ivy could sense that Caroline may have been harbouring a few feelings for him, though Caroline had parted a few words with her, notably about some ongoing supernatural war between factions in New Orleans. Ivy being a fae was most curious about the whole situation and she was sure that Caroline knew that telling her would make her want to investigate but Ivy wasn’t going to think that way and was willing to head to New Orleans, she trusted Stefan after all.

Having packed a small bag and gotten the information she needed about the Mikaelson family and their residence, Ivy bidded Mystic Falls goodbye for a few days, more if needed, of course Stefan made her promise to call regularly and come back if things got too dangerous for her, that boy did underestimate her power at times. Within a few moments Ivy had arrived in New Orleans, thanks to her power of teleportation, one of the main perks of being a fae. Standing in the middle of a bustling street she smiled softly as she looked around, her eyes moving over several stalls which were set up, tables with tarot cards, they really did live up to the reputation that exceeded them.

Of course, most people walking around now in the daylight were tourists that bought into the hype of New Orleans, not knowing that the myths of magic and witches in the city were actually true, along with the fact that there were far worst types in the city than witches, ones that would kill in a second. Ivy slipped her holdall over her shoulder and glanced around, letting her eyes settle on a compound situated in the middle of Bourbon Street, there was a gated entrance and Ivy could already sense the vampires from where she was stood. Tyler Lockwood had told her about the place where he had met with a vampire named Marcel who was now working with Klaus so she was pretty sure that the compound she was looking at was the home to the Mikaelson’s.

Though she wasn’t sure whether to go right on in or try and find this Marcel first, that Tyler had spoken of, though he was working with the Mikaelson’s now, he apparently lived across the river. Moving down into an alleyway out of the way, she closed her eyes, whilst she liked walking around and mixing with humans, she didn’t want to waste too much time, within seconds she had teleported from the alleyway to the other side of the river, glancing around as she followed a group of people that were heading to see someone talk. Following them, she tilted her head to the side as she sensed a vampire watching her from a doorway to her side, from the description Tyler had provided her with this vampire was the Marcel she was looking for.

Crossing the small path between them she smiled softly “Marcel Gerard” she stated, though it was of course a question, one that he would not answer yet given the look of distrust on his face “It’s fine, you don’t have to confirm it, i know who you are, i have come from Mystic Falls, it seems that there is a lot of fighting here in New Orleans, i am here to help the vampires, after all given the choice of factions, i have somewhat of an alliance to vampires, i am dating one after all” she stated softly, glancing around “Is there somewhere quieter we can go to talk?” she questioned. 

Decadence || Ivy & Silas

Ivy Blake had been residing in Mystic Falls Virginia for the past few weeks, ever since she had broken the spell cast by the travellers before their death, a spell that didn’t die along with whoever cast it. Ivy had been the key to helping return Mystic Falls to its original state, allowing many people to return home including her most recent love interest Stefan Salvatore. It wasn’t a straight forward romance and was rather frowned upon in the fae community as Stefan was a vampire, though she had accepted that fact as he had accepted her being a fae, Ivy was quite capable of controlling a vampire if she needed to. Being two hundred years old Ivy was more powerful than just an average fae, as with vampires, the older a fae got the more powerful she got.

She had taken up residence in the Salvatore Boarding House with Stefan along with the newly returned Damon, a house that was also frequented by both the Gilbert siblings, Elena and Jeremy, along with Alaric Saltzman, a newly resurrected vampire that had been created by Esther Mikaelson, who was now having to get used to a whole new life. Mystic Falls was certainly interesting; Ivy could definitely say that with all the supernatural beings around her. She was beginning to feel a little settled finally and things were going well between her and Stefan at the moment, despite a lot of criticism about their relationship.

As she woke from her slumber, Ivy tilted her head to the side as her hand found an empty space in the bed next to her, opening her eyes she looked around the room curiously, there was no sign of Stefan, and it was unusual as he usually woke her if he was going anywhere so that she knew. Getting to her feet, she moved across the room and pulled on some shorts and a vest top, running the brush through her long flowing blonde hair slowly as she looked at her reflection in the mirror, running her finger over her neck slightly where she had two small holes from a vampire bite, she had taken to letting Stefan have a drop of her blood every now and then, it was good for him after all.

Slipping out of the bedroom and moving down the stairs quickly yet elegantly, Ivy tilted her head as she sensed a presence in the Salvatore Library, it was strange, she sensed something familiar but also different, how could that be. Walking inside slowly, she leant over the back of the reading chair and tilted her head to look at the back of the man who was stood looking through the books on the shelves. “Stefan” she uttered softly, her eyes widening in curiosity as the man turned to face her. He looked like Stefan, identical in fact but she knew full well that the man looking at her was not Stefan.

Frowning as she pressed her lips together tightly, she kept her eyes focussed on him completely as she tried to read his aura, he was immortal with a hint of magic, how did that work out and why did he look like Stefan. “Who are you?” she said softly, tilting her head more towards him “And where is Stefan?” she asked, her voice growing louder as she became slightly irritated by this doppelganger person who was looking at her like she was insane. As he told her that he was Stefan and tried to make out that she was having some sort of delusional breakdown, Ivy shook her head in anger “Look i know full well you are not Stefan, i have powers, so please spare me with your silly little story and tell me what you are doing here and why” she snapped with more anger in her voice.

Bad Habit || Ivy & Klaus

Ivy Blake had been residing in Mystic Falls Virginia for the past few weeks, ever since she had broken the spell cast by the travellers before their death, a spell that didn’t die along with whoever cast it. Ivy had been the key to helping return Mystic Falls to its original state, allowing many people to return home including her most recent love interest Stefan Salvatore. It wasn’t a straight forward romance and was rather frowned upon in the fae community as Stefan was a vampire, though she had accepted that fact as he had accepted her being a fae, Ivy was quite capable of controlling a vampire if she needed to. Being two hundred years old Ivy was more powerful than just an average fae, as with vampires, the older a fae got the more powerful she got.

With being in Mystic Falls Ivy had gotten to know the residents pretty well over the time she had been here, some had instantly gotten on with her, some had seemed a little against her, or more the fact that she and Stefan were an item, most notably a fellow vampire Caroline Forbes. Ivy could sense that Caroline may have been harbouring a few feelings for him, though Caroline had parted a few words with her, notably about some ongoing supernatural war between factions in New Orleans. Ivy being a fae was most curious about the whole situation and she was sure that Caroline knew that telling her would make her want to investigate but Ivy wasn’t going to think that way and was willing to head to New Orleans, she trusted Stefan after all.

Having packed a small bag and gotten the information she needed about the Mikaelson family and their residence, Ivy bidded Mystic Falls goodbye for a few days, more if needed, of course Stefan made her promise to call regularly and come back if things got too dangerous for her, that boy did underestimate her power at times. Within a few moments Ivy had arrived in New Orleans, thanks to her power of teleportation, one of the main perks of being a fae. Standing in the middle of a bustling street she smiled softly as she looked around, her eyes moving over several stalls which were set up, tables with tarot cards, they really did live up to the reputation that exceeded them.

Of course, most people walking around now in the daylight were tourists that bought into the hype of New Orleans, not knowing that the myths of magic and witches in the city were actually true, along with the fact that there were far worst types in the city than witches, ones that would kill in a second. Ivy slipped her holdall over her shoulder and glanced around, letting her eyes settle on a compound situated in the middle of Bourbon Street, there was a gated entrance and Ivy could already sense the vampires from where she was stood. Tyler Lockwood had told her about the place where he had met with a vampire named Marcel who was now working with Klaus so she was pretty sure that the compound she was looking at was the home to the Mikaelson’s.

Of course she had the rough outline of the war going on, werewolves and witches were trying to take over New Orleans from Klaus and his family, a baby had even been sacrificed in this war, though she was certain there was more to that story than she thought, though she did feel a little sorry for this Klaus, he had the odds stacked up against him and she could provide some aid in his situation. Walking through the gate she found her path blocked immediately by a vampire, fair hair with an English accent “Ah Klaus Mikaelson, just the person i am looking for, have you spoken to Caroline Forbes lately?” she asked, wondering if the vampire had told Klaus all about her, though given his blank expression he had no idea who she was.

“Well i have been staying in Mystic Falls for a while, helping get the town back to the way it was before the damn travellers got involved and the other side imploded, something i think you are familiar with seeing as your mother and father managed to come back before they disappeared forever” she stated softly “Caroline seems to think you could do with a little assistance, nothing i like more than taking on a mother and father who are intent on killing their children, probably along with each other given that there is no love lost between the two of them. So, which room shall i take?” she asked, more of a statement than a question, being a full blooded fae she was over confident when it came to dealing with any supernatural as she basically told Klaus she was staying and helping no matter what he thought. 

Are We Electric || Ivy & Alaric

Atlanta, Georgia – Ivy Blake smiled as she passed the sign welcoming her into the town, in all of her two hundred years she had never visited the place, she had wanted to though so she had picked this moment to take the opportunity to visit the town. Ivy walked down the street slowly, smiling softly towards passersby as they cast glances in her direction, a feeling of smugness filling her head as she thought of how easily humans were duped these days. To everyone that saw her she looked just like an average human in her twenties, her long blonde hair flowing behind her, they would never guess that in reality she was two hundred years old. Ivy Blake was a very powerful full blooded faerie, being full blooded rather than a Halfling made her able to do a lot more, if she had so wanted she could have teleported herself to the town rather than driving, though that took all the fun out of a trip for her.

Running her eyes around the town she spotted a bar on the opposite side of the road, a wide smile pulling at her lips as she crossed the street, casting a quick glance down at her watch, it was nearly six in the evening, she was sure the bar would be thriving at this time of the evening, plenty of people for her to entrance with her stunning looks. Walking inside slowly, she let her eyes dance around the various tables that were occupied with different ranges of people, young and old, male and female, though her attention was caught by the one man stood at the bar, he was an older man, though he was a vampire, she could tell with her fae powers, to her he looked a little out of place, as though he was here as if to prove something to himself. She wondered how long he had been a vampire, if he was relatively new to it then maybe this was his first time out amongst people.

Crossing the bar floor and taking a seat next to him, she tilted her head and looked at him a little before ordering two bourbons from the bar tender, placing one in front of the vampire and taking a long sip of her one whilst keeping her eye on the vampire. “You look like you need something to take off the edge” she said softly, though she began to regret it almost as soon as the words left her mouth, Ivy was supposed to be keeping a low profile, she didn’t want anyone knowing that she was a fairy, though she was sure she could convince him she was some kind of other supernatural creature if it came to it. “Sorry just an observation” she stated softly, looking him in the eye as he drunk down the drink quickly “You and I, we are alike you see” she whispered without going into details.

Being able to perform magic as well as reversing spells cast she had often passed as a witch when needed, she always used the witch card as a back up when needed. Glancing down at the books that were on the bar next to the vampire she noticed a book about magic, that certainly piqued her interest “Magic?” she questioned a little motioning towards the book “That’s new, so tell me why would a vampire be interested in magic?” she asked, wondering what the vampire was up to. If he was after some sort of magic being performed then she could easily do it, though typically fae were bought up to distrust vampires and stay as far away as possible from them this one had a kind face and she was a little bored of being the dutiful fae all the time.

Frowning a little as he got to his feet and picked up his belongings before politely thanking her for the drink but stating that he couldn’t be in here, she watched him leave, her eyes flicking to the id card that was sitting on the bar, picking it up she smiled spotting the vampire’s face, Mr Alaric Saltzman, a teacher at Whitmore College, interesting she thought as she slipped out the bar with the card firmly in her hand, calling out to him as she saw him a little ahead of her “Mr Saltzman, you forgot something” she said, handing him the id card as she caught up with him “So you’re a teacher, what do you teach?” she asked, keeping her stride with his, she wasn’t going to let him just leave without some sort of conversation. 

Strings || Ivy & Caroline

Ivy Blake had been residing in Mystic Falls Virginia for the past few weeks, ever since she had broken the spell cast by the travellers before their death, a spell that didn’t die along with whoever cast it. Ivy had been the key to helping return Mystic Falls to its original state, allowing many people to return home including her most recent love interest Stefan Salvatore. It wasn’t a straight forward romance and was rather frowned upon in the fae community as Stefan was a vampire, though she had accepted that fact as he had accepted her being a fae, Ivy was quite capable of controlling a vampire if she needed to. Being two hundred years old Ivy was more powerful than just an average fae, as with vampires, the older a fae got the more powerful she got.

Ivy had gotten to know everyone who was now residing in Mystic Falls since they had all returned to their home, there was a little mixture of supernatural creatures here, vampires and werewolves typically along with the one witch and she was the only fae, in fact none of the people here had ever met a fae before her, of course she knew more than anyone that anything was possible in the world. What she did find amusing was the fact that she was older than all of the other supernatural’s here, the oldest being the Salvatore brothers, she was over thirty years their senior at two hundred years old.

Ivy had also gotten to know Stefan’s ex girlfriend Elena Gilbert who was now dating his brother Damon along with Caroline Forbes who was also a vampire, she was Stefan’s friend, although Ivy was pretty sure that the blonde vampire may have had more than just friendly feelings towards Stefan, she could tell from the way Caroline acted around her, she knew that she didn’t really like her, Stefan had tried telling her that Caroline was simply wary of her as she was a fae though of course Ivy knew better than that when it came to affairs of the heart, she was a fairy after all.

Having woke up in the bed that she was sharing with Stefan, she tilted her head and listened carefully, nothing. Climbing out of the bed and pulling on one of Stefan’s long shirts, she buttoned it up and disappeared down the steps slowly glancing around the hallway slowly before heading across to the large lounge room, her eyes widening as she spotted Caroline standing over by the window staring out over the surroundings. Of course she had heard her come in with her vampire hearing and turned to look at her immediately “Caroline, i didn’t expect to see you here this morning, what can i do for you?” she asked, moving to sit upon the couch as she looked towards Caroline expectantly, she was half expecting a lecture on not hurting Stefan or even a warning off of him. 

We Come Out At Night || Ivy & Elijah

Ivy Blake had been residing in Mystic Falls Virginia for the past few weeks, ever since she had broken the spell cast by the travellers before their death, a spell that didn’t die along with whoever cast it. Ivy had been the key to helping return Mystic Falls to its original state, allowing many people to return home including her most recent love interest Stefan Salvatore. It wasn’t a straight forward romance and was rather frowned upon in the fae community as Stefan was a vampire, though she had accepted that fact as he had accepted her being a fae, Ivy was quite capable of controlling a vampire if she needed to. Being two hundred years old Ivy was more powerful than just an average fae, as with vampires, the older a fae got the more powerful she got.

With being in Mystic Falls Ivy had gotten to know the residents pretty well over the time she had been here, some had instantly gotten on with her, some had seemed a little against her, or more the fact that she and Stefan were an item, most notably a fellow vampire Caroline Forbes. Ivy could sense that Caroline may have been harbouring a few feelings for him, though Caroline had parted a few words with her, notably about some ongoing supernatural war between factions in New Orleans. Ivy being a fae was most curious about the whole situation and she was sure that Caroline knew that telling her would make her want to investigate but Ivy wasn’t going to think that way and was willing to head to New Orleans, she trusted Stefan after all.

Having packed a small bag and gotten the information she needed about the Mikaelson family and their residence, Ivy bidded Mystic Falls goodbye for a few days, more if needed, of course Stefan made her promise to call regularly and come back if things got too dangerous for her, that boy did underestimate her power at times. Within a few moments Ivy had arrived in New Orleans, thanks to her power of teleportation, one of the main perks of being a fae. Standing in the middle of a bustling street she smiled softly as she looked around, her eyes moving over several stalls which were set up, tables with tarot cards, they really did live up to the reputation that exceeded them.

Of course, most people walking around now in the daylight were tourists that bought into the hype of New Orleans, not knowing that the myths of magic and witches in the city were actually true, along with the fact that there were far worst types in the city than witches, ones that would kill in a second. Ivy slipped her holdall over her shoulder and glanced around, letting her eyes settle on a compound situated in the middle of Bourbon Street, there was a gated entrance and Ivy could already sense the vampires from where she was stood.

Walking towards the gate and pushing it open in a smooth motion she walked tentatively inside slowly, letting her eyes dance around the courtyard that led to stairs which led up to what seemed like some sort of living quarters, no doubt the vampires home. Hearing a voice behind her asking if she needed any help, Ivy turned and looked the male up and down, smiling softly towards the smartly dressed vampire. “You could be the person i am looking for, well one of them, are you one of the Mikaelson’s?” she asked, tilting her head and studying him as she waited for a response from him.

A Heavy Abacus || Ivy & Damon

Ivy Blake had been residing in Atlanta Georgia for the past few weeks having struck up a surprise relationship with the vampire Stefan Salvatore, he was originally from Mystic Falls, a quaint little town in Virginia but things had gone down in that seemingly nice town and Ivy had only just began to learn the real extent to what really went down and caused Stefan to leave. Not only had he lost his brother Damon also a vampire along with his friend Bonnie Bennett who had been a witch but a spell had been cast on their town which basically ended any magic from existing there, a spell that had been cast by a group of travellers, meaning the rules that applied to spells when the witch who cast it died didn’t take effect here. The travellers although some sort of witches were different, a spell by them could only be broken in one of two ways, Ivy was the key to one of the ways and she had decided to break the spell for Stefan and his friends as well as helping him to get his brother and friend back.

Firstly Ivy had to locate Damon and Bonnie as well as making sure they were still in existence and not totally dead, that involved her teleporting herself to another dimension altogether, something that Stefan was wary about her doing, claiming that he could lose her also, of course Ivy had explained the basics of being a fae, one was that she could teleport between dimensions and even force people to stay in other dimensions against their will, something that was pretty handy when it came to enemies. Ivy had used many of her contacts as well as an item belonging to Damon to get a hold on the dimension he and Bonnie were in before telling Stefan she would return as soon as she could and with that and a quick nod she vanished and arrived in the dimension she had pictured in her head.

She arrived in a deserted street, taking note of her surroundings as she glanced around curiously, the dimension was a replica of Mystic Falls, how strange to have two people seemingly die only to end up in an alternate dimension which was exactly like the place they came from, someone either loved them enough to keep them alive or hated them so much they wanted them reminded of home at every turn, the answer to that was yet to be uncovered, though Ivy knew she would no more in moments as she could already sense the vampire coming up behind her, alone for the time being, that was presuming the witch was still with him. Turning in time before he launched himself at her Ivy dodged him with her magical powers before using her power of photokinesis, launching a beam of light into a grenade and making it hit the ground between herself and the vampire as it exploded, seemingly bringing the vampire back to his senses.

“Damon Salvatore i presume, now i know you are probably very hungry so forgive the little explosion then, i can supply you with some blood, trust me you won’t need much” she uttered as she pulled out a silver dagger from her pocket trailing it along her wrist and holding it out to Damon as the blood dripped out slowly, letting him take just enough for his needs before withdrawing her wrist. “That will keep you going long enough to do what we need you to do and then you can drink as much as you want” she said with a soft wink, glancing him around. “Where is Bonnie Bennett, is she still with you?” she asked as she took hold of Damon and told him not to let go of her hand “I can teleport you now and come back for Bonnie, if she is still here?” she stated in answer to his unspoken question as she nodded quickly and they disappeared before reappearing in the guest house where herself and Stefan had been staying.

Releasing Damon’s hand she walked up the stairs to her room, motioning for him to follow her “Come, i promised you more blood, and you need to get cleaned up, we have lots to do, mainly getting you all back to Mystic Falls in one piece” she said with a smile, opening the door to her room and allowing Damon to pass first. She had laid out towels in the bathroom and Stefan had supplied some clean clothes for his brother which she laid down with the towels “Everything is ready for you in there be quick and then we can get you to your brother, you are bound to have questions” she stated, sitting upon the window seat as Damon entered the bathroom, closing the door behind him. 

A Sky Full Of Stars || Ivy & Stefan

Atlanta, Georgia – Ivy Blake smiled as she passed the sign welcoming her into the town, in all of her two hundred years she had never visited the place, she had wanted to though so she had picked this moment to take the opportunity to visit the town. Ivy walked down the street slowly, smiling softly towards passersby as they cast glances in her direction, a feeling of smugness filling her head as she thought of how easily humans were duped these days. To everyone that saw her she looked just like an average human in her twenties, her long blonde hair flowing behind her, they would never guess that in reality she was two hundred years old. Ivy Blake was a very powerful full blooded faerie, being full blooded rather than a Halfling made her able to do a lot more, if she had so wanted she could have teleported herself to the town rather than driving, though that took all the fun out of a trip for her.

Running her eyes around the town she spotted a bar on the opposite side of the road, a wide smile pulling at her lips as she crossed the street, casting a quick glance down at her watch, it was nearly six in the evening, she was sure the bar would be thriving at this time of the evening, plenty of people for her to entrance with her stunning looks. Walking inside slowly, she let her eyes dance around the various tables that were occupied with different ranges of people, young and old, male and female, though her attention was caught by the one man stood at the bar, talking loudly towards the bartender and asking for another drink, it seemed he was fairly drunk and the bartender was in two minds as to whether to serve him.

Ivy walked towards the bar, leaning against it and looking towards the bartender and then the man at the bar, or should she say the vampire before engaging the attention of the bartender and asking for a drink, stating that she was sure the man should be entitled to another drinking, knowing that the bartender was already falling into her trap. He immediately got her and the vampire a drink before moving off to serve other customers whilst casting glances towards the two of them. She wondered if the vampire knew what she was, they after all were attracted to faeries blood, though of course that was only after a taste, for now she was sure that the vampire just presumed she was a mere human who probably had a little crush on him.

“Looks like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders there, either that or you are just on a bender, though going by the stench of alcohol i am guessing you are drinking to forget something. Want to talk about it?” she asked, tilting her head and smiling softly as he looked back at her before turning his back. It seemed the vampire was trying to ignore her which meant he didn’t want to talk about whatever was bothering him. Laughing softly she moved to the opposite side of him and shrugged a little “So you don’t want to talk about it, surely you are not going to turn down a drinking buddy for the night are you?” she asked, smirking as he nodded and agreed before she motioned to the bartender to fill them up and give them the rest of the bottle.

“I’m Ivy by the way” she said with a soft smile before holding her hand out towards him as way of an introduction, a tilt of the head as she watched the vampires emotions, he may not know what she was right now but she could see his features soften as he felt some sort of bond with her, right on time. Taking a sip of her drink, she ran her finger around the rim in some sort of seductive manner, whilst licking her lips slightly as he introduced himself as Stefan. “Well pleased to meet you Stefan” she stated before clinking her glass to his “Here’s to a drunken night of debauchery” she said with a wry smirk.