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Open Starter. || Katherine.
“You wouldn’t understand, so why bother?” She breathed, craning her neck to the side, looking at the other through knitted brows. Because who could ever understand even a glimpse of Katherine von Swartzschild?
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OPEN TO ANYONE
❛ Are you done whining? I’m hungry, and it’s your turn to pick breakfast. ❜ Katherine set down the menu on the table, jewel-blue eyes gazing around the room. All those mortals seated at tables and enjoying their breakfasts, unaware that one of them would be breakfast. ❛ Come on. Pick one. ❜
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# 𝐅𝐋𝐂𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆-𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 🗡 an independent , fakevz-based , rp blog for meredith sulez based on the novel written by 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐣. 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡 and cw original 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒
🗡 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙸 𝚂𝙰𝚈 𝙰 𝙿𝚁𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻 𝙸 𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 .
Meredith Sulez (Meredith Teresa Consolación María Rodríguez Sulez) a dedicated medical student in Fell’s Church (mystic falls in tvd verse) belongs to a lineage from vampire hunters. She's best friend to Elena, Caroline and Bonnie. When it was her 3rd birthday, Klaus attacked her grandfather which in turn made him attack her and her twin-brother Christian. Driven by an unbreakable promise, Meredith embarks on a quest to find her kidnapped brother, even if it means risking her own life. Her courage, unwavering loyalty, and unique abilities make her a formidable presence in the supernatural world. Even the enigmatic Damon Salvatore recognizes her strength and respects her role in the ongoing battle against darkness.
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Highly selective OC rp blog 18+ (21+ preferred)
NOT A TVD OC
ASK || CARRD || KATHERINE || ELENA
Character and world lore are all from my current in progress novel.
General warning: Blog contains highly triggering themes crucial to the character and her history, details in carrd.
IMPORTANT PSA REGARDING WITCH AND TVD CHARACTERS
THE BLOG IS BETA EDITOR ONLY
Highly affiliated with:
@la-main-de-la-reine @astrid-summer-child @kahlee-wonder-child @retconned-royalty
All characters written from my book with permission
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TAG 9 PEOPLE YOU WANT TO KNOW BETTER
favourite colour(s): black, purple, dark blue, hunter green
favourite flavour(s): Sweet. I love sweet things.
favourite genre(s): fantasy, romance, angsty things... Love when the romance is more a subplot though... but definitely fantasy. Not too big on sci-fi, because of the science part of it, and I do lean more towards a love of romantasy ;)
favourite movie(s): Um... I don't really know? Disney movies. Star Wars. Titanic is one I can watch all the time, no problem. Harry Potter movies are another that I can just... put on and enjoy for any reason. Oh and Hunger Games.
favourite series: TV series? Book series? What are we talking about? If it's TV... I was a huge SPN fan for a long time. Also The Originals. TVD and Legacies was... okay, but not comparable to Originals. I'm really enjoying catching up on Grey's Anatomy, and watching Yellowstone. Wednesday was also a fun one, and House of the Dragon gave me what I loved about GOT--Targaryens and dragons. hah. And of course, Shadow and Bone.
If it's about a book series you want to know... ACOTAR, Grishaverse, FBAA world are probably my top ones right now. I'm enjoying others, a few standalone things, but I do love the Mortal Instruments and all of those books. I'm just... very behind on them oops.
favourite music: Taylor Swift probably gets the most use, but I generally like country (think 90s-2000s country, like when I was growing up) mostly for the story telling of it. Rock is good, too, but I'm a little more picky there. Classic rock you can't go wrong with hah (and I blame SPN for a good chunk of that, not to mention my dad).
last song: Whatever was playing at the end of s2e5 of Yellowstone in the credits, if I'm being specific. I had my Alexa shuffling "top country" earlier this morning. That was the last of it, but I couldn't tell you what the song itself was.
last series: TV series? Yellowstone. Book series? (that I read or finished?) Read (because I still have more to go) would be the Never After series from Emily McIntire. Finished would probably be up-to-date on FBAA (just not the latest prequel one, ALITF).
last movie: I honestly don't know. I don't watch many movies... Probably Star Wars when it was on TV.
currently reading: Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo. Will probably also start Kingdom of the Cursed by Kerri Maniscalco soon. And when I only have my phone on me, not an actual book, I'm reading Glint by Raven Kennedy.
currently watching: Right now? Yellowstone.
currently working on: Trying to find a new job, trying to awaken and figure out my characters for my novel(s), trying to get the muse cooperating on my RP blogs to write them and work on drafts...
ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ʙʏ: @yetfierce
ᴛᴀɢɢɪɴɢ: @ anyone who wants to (and hasn't)
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G U I D E L I N E S
Sage, 25+ they/them
psa: this blog is mostly to host my blogroll (pinned post). i’m not roleplaying with this specific blog because all my muses have been moved to separate sideblogs. but all follow backs do come from braveandunbreakable.
MY RP BLOGS (all sideblogs):
[FAE] my headcanon-based portrayal of MOR & AZ & RAYA (az’s mother) & RIYA (rhys’ sister) from the A.COTAR series (high activity)
[ANGELS/VAMPIRES] my fandomless and headcanon-based take on SAGE & JESSALYN (high activity) and my canon-divergent portrayal of KATHERINE (currently inactive, on demand) from TVD novels by lj smith
[CURSED WITCH] my fandomless and headcanon-based THORN from s.cooby doo. (high activity)
my fandomless witch lost fae princess and damned soul NYX (low activity)
[VAMPIRE] LISSA (+ avery) from VA by richelle mead (currently inactive)
[IMMORTAL] CALYPSO (on demand) a muse inspired by greek mythology, the fairytale of the little mermaid by hans christian andersen & the novel the invisible life of addie larue by v.e. schwab
[G.RISHAVERSE] GENYA (low activity), ULLA (medium activity), EHRI, MAYU, MAKHI (low activity)
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I just wanted to say that your Katherine is my fave!! She's so FUNNY, and you really capture all the subtle and numerous qualities it takes to write such a 3D character. You really took what we were given on screen and brought her to life even better. The way you write her interacting with Stefan and Elijah is everything we were robbed of on screen. Have you written any FanFic? I'd LOVE to read it if so!! I'd like to see how you capture the rest of TVD characters!
the gif is huge i hope it triggers Elijah
This was so random?? AND NICE??? Im so pleased to hear when people like what I write and its even BETTER when they tell me WHY so i can make sure to keep doing it!!!! I'm glad you think shes funny, she says "thanks its the trauma" <3
Stefrine and Kathlijah are the best ever and I will fist fight anyone in a macy's parking lot over it. My main Elijah and Stefan's do half of the work obviously, I couldn't bring such wonderful stories to life without @ripper-royalty/@bunnyblooded and @sonofmikael/@stoic-royalty
Truly my writing soulmates.
I do not write fanfic, simply bc I am TERRIBLE at solo writing. I mean i have point A and point J but getting from one to the other is like... the worst idk man cant do it, tried several times then just gave up. So I almost Exclusively RP, save for like my own original Novel im writing..... but even then I havent written on that in M O N T H S- sorry.
I do not think I could capture too many of tvd characters as well as Katherine. I can do Elena almost as well, Tatia... Rebekah... but after that I just don't think I'd write anyone else well lmfao.
But thank you so much for this message Anon!!! It meant the world to me!!
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“You should love the person that makes you glad to be alive.”
Indie Elena Gilbert, canon divergent, based from The Vampire Diaries novels.
Loved by Sinnen
Sideblog to beinghxnest - will follow back there.
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SOFT FLESH , BEATING HEART !!
#tvd rp#the vampire diaries rp#tvd book rp#tvd novel rp#damon rp#damon salvatore rp#vampire rp#dark rp#horror rp#ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᶜᵒᵒˡ ᵍᵘʸ! ᶜᵒᵒˡ ᵍᵘʸʸʸʸʸʸʸʸʸʸʸʸʸʸ! ( ooc )
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𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 ! 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 ! re-est. 2022
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Before We Met (Preview)
Prologue
In a world inhabited by mythic creatures, love was commonplace several millennia ago, though difficult to master. After his training advances over the decades, his powers became obsolete and were largely discarded.
[The camera zooms in on the city and two blazing specks of light dash all over the place as one shoots lasers at the other. We then see an enemy aircraft flying throughout while it's chasing a young man, who is running from the pursuer. We see full closeups of a guy in his craft and Rocky as he runs. The scene freezes after an explosion with Rocky barely missing it.]
[voice over]
Through the years I have been known by many names. Marshmallow, The Furry Lover, The Daredevil, Frisky Two Times and then The amazing Ryan Reynolds. But to most, I am Rocky, the awesome one!
[Some other women, leaning across the wall, and Rocky getting his shades from his pocket. Put it onto his eyes. While he puts his hoodie onto his shoulders. Rocky was dressed like a gentleman, but he fought with honor or dignity and pulled at the knot into his tie. Females are not meant to grab his attention, and if it does. To be fair, he heard most of what he'd said up to this point. The parts that weren't of his interest, anyway.
Okay, maybe that wasn't much]
His sigh is heavy with exasperation,
"Can you keep your dick in your pants at the gala?"
Grab his phone from his pocket, automatically switching it out of Bluetooth mode, and bring his earphone up to his ear.
I will never forget you, Margarita. [The female stops and cringe after hearing the name. His blue prominent eyes were not well adapted to winking. They were rather of the sort that closes solemnly in slumber with majestic effect.
Rocky pretend to consider as Rocky step out of the car and button his tux jacket. "Hmm."
"Nice wheels, sir," the valet says, unconcerned that he was on the phone. Rocky pull out his wallet and flash a fifty-dollar bill. "Take care of her and this is yours."
"Yes, Mr. Rocky."
"I mean, Rosa. Uh...sorry. I think maybe I should go.???." She wrapped her arms over her chest and shook her head with a smirk curved across her face. Rocky grinned and raised an ironical finger in salute Rocky starts backing away. "You can't get away with it." the security guard muttered, holding out one hand. He was moving very slowly, thinking Rocky was the enemy or something. Blinks at her as a farewell, but glance with a smug as he sees the vampire's ring. Mind was so wrapped up in thought that he didn't notice the familiar vampire standing behind him. A vampire with bad breath psycho. "Hey, come on, dickie! You're trashing public property here!" He is thinking about how he had to sneaked up onto the roof and is currently standing a few feet behind him.
Rocky then gently slides the ring off the vampire's finger using his katana.
Light glinted off a myriad of his Katana and the vampire ring. Spray from the dust to blew up into his face, but sweat more than seawater moistened his palms as he gripped the eagle. His eyes were as blue while the vampires eyes were cold as the stormy weather.
"Hey, it's Gale calling," says Rocky called over his shoulder to one nefarious vampire. "Love the shiny suit. Really brings out the sex trafficker in your eyes." Rocky had commented, half jokingly and straight up confident, how that guy would have been considered handsome - if he ever bothered to smile.
Cut to a shot of a cliff.
A grim expression again carved itself into the soldier's face as he gazed up at the jeering vampires, their bodies smeared with blood, upon the cliff tops. Even the most cowardly of tribes in Gaul would fancy its chances from such advantageous ground, one being was mused. The sound of their jeers was occasionally accompanied by the high pitched swish of an arrow, as the odd archer tried his luck. Invariably the missile would zip harmlessly into the sea, or at best a thud could be heard as it struck as a human shield or the solid surface of the earth.
Cut back to the fighting scene. Rocky is skewering a guy with his swords, and kicks the vampire in the chest, sending him back down and puts his sword away. The guy gasp and starts fighting with Rocky. This continues for awhile until Rocky get's away again. Using two fingers he salute the vampire as a goodbye.
Making a soft chuckle. He flicks the vampire ring up into the air. It comes back down and lands into one of the streets, causing his background to explode. The shards of fire fell in slow motion behind him.
He is consumed in the explosion, as his body can be seen flying off the ground, flipping off the camera as it goes. "Oh, fuck." Rocky mutter under his breath. "Oh, I'm sorry." A small apology leaving his lips with a smirk.
"That will teach you, not to mess with me," A familiar voiced ask, up righting his head as he walk over the circles and appeared in front of him,
(narrator)
So, I know what you're thinking. Why is that incredibly handsome guy being chased by a madman with a huge shiny fangs from the Civil War?
[The scene freezes after an explosion sending Rocky flying off the ground from the ground. After the dust settles, leaving Rocky lying unconscious on the ground.]
This guy's got the right idea. Well, to be honest, it feels like I've been the captain of my whole life. Is this too much? Am I going too fast? It's kind of what I do--You know what? Let's back up.
[We see the whole fight going in reverse as well as frames of future clips for a split second each time, one passes as Rocky mimics a rewind sound effect] Cut to close-up of Rocky gets up to his feet. Cut to him sitting on the side of the gable roof at night. Wondering how long it would be before he saw the city again. He had been born with a wandering heart, and he embraced adventure, unafraid to face the dangers often presented by journeys into unknown places. Leaving civilization behind for the wilds of the frozen north, legs dangling over the side as he listens to his Walkman next to him playing 'Shoop.' Rocky was vaguely singing along, making hand gestures along with the lyrics, but he was focused on his own drawing, while listening to the music and coloring a picture with crayons. We see that the picture he's drawing is him shooting the vampire in the head, he was doing it with some crayons he had with him.
It was fun to see that getting shot in the head, even if it was just a crayon drawing. He'd never soon change it to a reality. And then turned his head and stared directly at the camera, or the person reading, or just whoever balls happened to be paying a lot of attention to him.
Wha- Oh! Oh, hello. I know, right? Who's balls did I have to snap to get my very own story? I can't tell you, but it does rhyme with dick. And let me tell you; he's got a nice pair of fucking underwear, he finished in an Swedish accent.
They'd get that joke, right?
Anyway, I got places to be, a kiss in the ass to fix, and - oh! hot weird vampire to kill.
He watched eagerly as the flashes of light began to appear below him – lots of rippers were a very dramatic little shit, after all – we're panning quickly towards the edge of the roof he was sitting on. Now having an appointment to keep, Rocky was quick to get onto edge of the roof and, in one fluid motion, opens a music playlist called Tunes of Anarchy on his Walkman, and the song "Where Evil Grows" by The Poppy Family stays playing in the background as he jumped off the roof, landing in one of the coolest bar in Mystic Falls. It seemed that they had been drinking peacefully, listening to 'Angel of the Morning,' but when Rocky landed and that's when their peaceful night was over.
They look around for which they finally see as Rocky stands at a wooden doorway wearing a cowboy hat, black sunglasses, and red a white hoodie as he opens a music playlist called Tunes of Anarchy on his Walkman. Opens up and the door swings open and the music resumes with people dancing and lights flashing as he goes inside the bar.
Nothing.
Absolutely positively not a fucking thing.
First one person turned, noticing him. Then more followed, until the whole patron was hushed, waiting. Everyone was watching, the same bewildered look on all of their faces. Eyebrows raised and narrowed eyes, etc. God, for months he'd played this moment over and over inside his mind. It most definitely never turned out like this. Whatever this was.
As he walks up to the bar. The room was narrow and about 90 feet deep. Light did manage to worm its way into the establishment, though. It seeped through the windows scattered along the walls, and through the gaps in the door between its wooden panels. A bar on the left at the front, then some upholstered horseshoe benches, then a cluster of freestanding tables on what, on other nights, might have been a dance floor. Then the stage, with the band on it. The band looked as if it had been put together by accident after a misfiling incident at a talent agency. The bass player was a stout old black guy in a suit with a vest. He was plucking away at an upright bass fiddle. The drummer could have been his uncle. He was a big old guy sprawled comfortably behind a small, simple kit. The singer was also a harmonica player and was older than the bass player and younger than the drummer and bigger than either one.
The guitarist was completely different. He was young and white and small. Maybe 20, maybe 5-foot-6, maybe 130 pounds. He had a fancy blue guitar wired to a crisp new amplifier and together the instrument and the electronics made sharp sounds full of space and echoes. The amp must have been turned up to 11. The sound was incredibly loud. It was as if the air in the room was locked solid. It had no more capacity for volume. But the music was good. The three black guys were old pros, and the white kid knew all the notes, and when and how and in what order to play them. He was wearing a red T-shirt and black pants and white tennis shoes. He had a very serious expression on his face. He looked foreign. Maybe Russian.
I watched them for a minute, and then I looked away. My name is Rocky, and once I was the most wanted man, with heavy emphasis on the past tense. I have been out nearly as long as I was in. But old habits die hard. I had stepped into the bar the same way I always step anywhere, which is carefully. One-thirty in the morning. I had ridden the train to West and walked south on Sixth Avenue and made the left turn on San Francisco bar and checked the sidewalks. I wanted music, but not the kind that drives large numbers of patrons outside to smoke.
His attention was taken away from patrons. It was at that point that he saw the young beautiful woman alone at her table, Her name tag read Katy, and her shirt clung tightly around her chest. Her hands worked quickly and gracefully with the bottles as she poured them another and took the empty's away.
I watched her in the gaudy, reflected light, with the music shrieking and pounding all around me. The two guys watched her. Her bodyguard watched her. She watched the guitarist. He was concentrating hard, key changes and choruses, but from time to time he would lift his head and smile, mostly at the glory of being up on the stage, but twice directly at the girl. The first of those smiles was shy, and the second was a little wider.
What met my eyes was a beautiful girl with golden hair and a bright smile that melted my heart. She was blond and blue-eyed, American woman who have a glow, and a smoothness complexion. She lives in New York, singing, listening to a band, and I was in love with her angelic voice. That was clear. There I was, a guy further back in the room, stood in the room staring at her. I was 6ft tall, wide man with a white hoodie and a black leather jacket under a hoodie. She was part of the reason I was here with her back in a city when we were at the age of 19 or less.
It wasn't the kind of glossy place that had a policy about dating rich girls, either for or against. Some call it a gold digger, and I guessed they had looked at her and her minder and made a snap decision against trouble and in favor of tips.
The part of her gaze that wasn't wary was filled with adoration, and it was all aimed in his direction. She was rich. She was alone at a table near the stage and she had a pile of A.T.M fresh twenties in front of her and she was paying for each new bottle with one of them and she wasn't asking for change.
She was a waitress and I loved her.
The woman stood up. She butted the lip of her table with her thighs and shuffled out from behind it and headed for the counter in back. I got there first. The sound from the band howled through it. The ladies' room was halfway down. The men's room was all the way at the end. Rocky leaned on the wall and scanned the room. As Rocky watched her walk in and squeeze through the crowd and she sat down on the bar stool, 1 feet away from him.
"Hey, Raoul, look what this kid dragged in. Oh, wait! That is the guy!," but they didn't hear. Too much noise. He caught them by the elbows, one in each hand. They spun around, as if ready to fight, but then they stopped. Fortunately for him, the first two who approached her were quick to heed her dismissal. She wasn't there to mingle with huge ass in leather jackets. She was just there to grab a drink and relax and pretty sure she made that pretty clear when she shot the first couple of idiots down.
The third guy, however, wasn't ready to take no for an answer.
"How about you let me buy you a drink, sweetheart?"
Their sex appeal eyes pried upon their eyes from the television screen above the bar and looked at the newcomer. With his hair greased back and one-size-too-big biker jacket on, the guy looked like prime wife-beater material. Perfect. Just what they needed to interrupt his evening.
"Thanks, but I'm good," she said curtly, gesturing to the beer bottle in front of her.
"That's it? You're gonna chug that shitty beer and call it a night? Come on, let me get you a real drink."
She scoffed. "What? Like those idiots you got over there?" she glanced past him at the table where he and a couple of his friends had been sitting.
"It's a warm-up. Trust me, honey, we're just getting started over there. You should join us."
She wanted to roll her eyes. "Like I said, I'm good."
She made the move to turn away and focus her attention back on the football game on the television when the guy grabbed her by the arm.
"What the hell's your problem?" This guy gripped her arm tightly, this guy's face practically scrunched up in a beastly snarl. "I don't like to be ignored, y'know?"
She yanked her arm out of his grip and stood up to face him directly. She knew pretty damn well where the conversation was headed and sure as hell were not about to get in a bar fight with their ass glued to the seat.
Before she could open her mouth, a familiar voice spoke up from behind her.
By hearing it and raising their head to turn to his voice, her smile grew a tad wider, recognizing the voice immediately. They simply looked so annoyed, at least much more than usual. His lips pulled into a tight frown, while their eyes narrowed, eyebrows furrowed, back hunched over slightly if you'd look hard enough. Yep, those guys are just being grumpy as usual, but seemingly much more grumpy, except with their eyes laced with the slightest bit of concern. For herself, most likely.
The said person stopped, and looked over their shoulder to the voice. She put on a mellow look close to her usual one. Confrontation- unnecessary confrontation- was not exactly his thing. He tended to avoid fights like these. He could hold his ground better than most, but he preferred to keep out of the brawls and spats that others got involved in.
A voice caught his ear, she sounded like she needed help, despite the overconfident tone the stranger used. "Look, I don't wanna interrupt, but is this guy bothering you?" he looks up at her and says greeted casually, as casual as someone could be hanging for dear life. She looked up at me, startled that he was there. "I'm sorry. Did I scare you up?" he softly asked, when she turned to get a good look at the stranger in his handsome voice. She wasn't expecting the sight she was met with. A pair of piercing blue eyes smiled over her, puffing out her cheeks childishly when she looked at him. After she looked to her right to find Rocky taking his place beside her. Her pinkish lips turned up in a small smile as she ducked her head briefly with a laugh before tucking her hair behind her ear, "No, you did not," she said. He couldn't keep the amusement out of his voice. She turned her head to look at him, catching his gaze with her own. He gave a small smile, stroking her hair softly with his index. "So, What exactly are you doing here?" she said softly, trying to maintain an even tone of voice.
"Oh you know, I was just passing through the neighborhood when I thought I caught a whiff of filthy human garbage coming from this place," he said,
"And sure enough here I am."
Desire pools dark and deadly in his groin. Gaze up at her, releasing her lip. Katy flush a deep crimson in her cheeks, and he runs his index finger down her cheek before handing her the headphones. "I'd like to kiss you, too, but you won't let me down, are you?." Rocky asked her. Besides, he's pulled the straps so tight he can barely move.
Amused smile on his lips, he's wearing his enigmatic half smile. He glances down at her, light blue-gray eyes alive, he glances up when she looks at his way and their eyes lock. And in that brief moment, she was paralyzed, staring at the impossibly handsome man who gazes at her with some unfathomable emotion. His gaze hot, burning into her, as they lost for a moment staring at each other.
It's there in the air between them, that electricity. It's palpable. He can almost taste it, pulsing between them, drawing them together.
"Oh my," she gasps as she basks briefly in the intensity of this visceral, primal attraction. The two men stood back, saying nothing, but looking at him with hard eyes.
Katy had, somehow, stammered out some sort of reply that must have made her look insane. Coby, hearing her, had come over to check on her and had ended up having her go make Rocky's a drink while they chatted. Ever since that first meeting, though, Katy had completely fallen for Rocky. There was something about his smile, or maybe it was his eyes? Whatever it was, it made Katy's entire body feel light as a feather.
To be continued....
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“The three of us will be companions, joyous companions, forever. We will be together always, never feeling sickness, never growing old, until the end of time! That is my choice. ”
Full Name: Katherine von Swartzschild (Katarina Elisabeth Viktoria Wilhelmina Margareta Luisa Alexandra von Schwarzschild)
Birthplace: Germany
Birthyear: (ca. 1477) Born in Germany during the 1400s to the Baron von Swartzschild,
Turned to a vampire: Late 15th Century (by Klaus’ bloodline)
Age: 16 (500+)
Birthdate: March 5 (Julian calendar), March 14 (Gregorian calendar) (June 5, 1473jul / june 14greg— show)
Status: Deceased/Vampire
Occupation: Socialitie (formerly, during 15th Century)
Significant sires: Stefan and Damon Salvatore
Cause of death: burned as a vampire, by Elena Gilbert
History: She was very sickly, weak, and fragile as a young human girl and during her childhood, and was told by a surgeon that she was going to die. After this news, her maid, Gudren, fetched the village vampire Klaus and asked him to turn her into a vampire. He did so, though Katherine had no say in the matter, and she became a vampire. Believing she was still sick, her father took her to the Salvatore Boarding House to cheer her up. There she met Stefan Salvatore, the younger human son of Conte di Salvatore, and she fell deeply in love with him. However, she also displayed interest in Stefan’s elder human brother, Damon Salvatore. In The Awakening, she said to both of the brothers that the only way to stay in Salvatore Estate was if she chose which Salvatore to marry. She said that she would tell them which one she had chosen for marriage on Sunday in twilight.
Appearance: long golden-blond hair (darker than Elena’s), curly hair, lapis lazuli eyes, widely-set eyes, fair skin, eyebrows and eyelashes have a “silvery” appearance, petite in stature
Personality:
a sweet, docile, naive, childlike, fragile and an emotionally vulnerable girl but with a selfish, spoiled, childish and immature side; soft-spoken, innocent, and appears to be excessively naïve;
quite devious and insane, which is at least partly attributable to the influence of Klaus, her vampire maker; evil, crazy, barbaric, inhumane, vicious, cold-blooded, cold-hearted, wicked, murderous, vengeful, jealous, manipulative, malicious and hungry for power and revenge
Verses: TVD Novel (Not the Ghostwriter books), Show Verse, Human Verse (FC: Holiday Grainger), Matching other Fandoms
#muses#c: katherine#/ bringing her back!#tvd rp#tvd book rp#indie tvd rp#the vampire diaries#the vampire diaries books#indie tvd book rp#opentvdrp#opentvdbookrp#tvd novel rp#katherine pierce#katherine von swartzschild
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& I WILL STRIP AWAY ALL THAT YOU KNOW, ALL THAT YOU LOVE. UNTIL YOU HAVE NO SHELTER BUT ME. YOU WANT A VILLAIN? FINE, MAKE ME YOUR VILLAIN.
indie klaus from L.J Smith’s Vampire Diaries. Strictly book based, semi selective. come at me.
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I write about owls, remember?
#self promo#the mist rp#stephen king rp#novel rp#twd rp#zombie apocalypse rp#horror rp#true blood rp#tvd rp#ftwd rp#gotham rp#hannibal rp#svu rp#american gods rp#indie rp
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——— BASICS ! ♡
(PEN)NAME : megan
PRONOUNS : she / her
ZODIAC SIGN : virgo! (sep 20!)
TAKEN OR SINGLE : single yep
——— THREE FACTS ! ♡
I am working on my masters in education and classes just resumed (virtually) today
I really enjoy watching new things on Netflix and whatnot
I love reading YA books and other fantasy novels
——— EXPERIENCE ! ♡
It’s mostly all been on Tumblr, as far as RP goes. I did a little on LiveJournal--games and whatnot in communities--and I think, I had an account or two on Twitter--but it’s mostly been Tumblr. (And other IM services--discord, kik, skype, etc.) I think I’ve been at it for like... 9-10 years (at least) because the first character I can remember having is a strictly-spn-canon!Lucifer muse, back when seasons 4-5 aired of SPN. I had a few different versions of that, AUs and whatnot, but still the same muse, ‘til I drifted over to the OUAT fandom, where I had a Killian Jones and a Emma Swan and a few others on a multi. A few years there ‘til I found my way back to SPN fandom in terms of RP and remade Lucifer--but this time as a fandomless/inspired-by-spn!muse--and have entered the TVD fandom as well. Since I really forgot how much I love those muses, mainly the Original family. But yeah... all in all, it’s been maybe a decade or more?
——— MUSE PREFERENCE ! ♡
I write both male and female. I used to write a lot more male than female, because there was a time I couldn’t grasp female characters, and the male ones just came easier. But now, I can handle just about both. I love my ‘villains’, and exploring what made them turn out the way they did, I write more canons than OCs, just because having that sort of... inspired basis is fun to play around with, though pretty much all my muses will be canon divergent in some case. (I’m not a strict adherer to canon anymore haha).
——— FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT ! ♡
FLUFF : Fluff is... okay? I enjoy it, but if it’s too sugary-sweet, it gives me cavities. haha. I need a reason for the fluff, and a lot of the times, I’ll make the fluffiest thread in the world have a tinge of angst to it because, as a friend said, I’m Satan. ;)
ANGST : This is what I live for, okay! It gives me life in ways almost no other genre does in terms of writing, but I really like it when it adds to things, or mixes with others (like fluff). Not full-on angst for the sake of it, but having a mix with like, sweet fluffy moments, and then it’s kinda traumatic at the same time so angst? Yeah, that’s my bread and butter!
SMUT : Only if I’m feeling it, I guess you could say. I tend to write muses that are harder to ship with, so it makes smut almost a no-go, but I do like writing it if me (and my muse) are in the mood. Otherwise, I’m more than happy to skip.
PLOT / MEMES : Both, but I LOVE memes. I feel you can get a lot of good quality content starting from just a meme, and I tend to be horrible at plotting in just general ways. So it’s good to start off with memes.
stolen from @failedhero
tagging @ anyone who wants to do it
#{ method behind the madness ;; ooc }#{ tag game . dash game }#{ all the best people are a little mad ;; about the mun }
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ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ sʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴜɴᴡɪsᴇʟʏ
dracula au
➥ based on the novel by Bram Stoker with influences of different appearances in movies & tv
( more info under the cut / anything can be built upon, tweaked, or changed to fit threads )
info :
❖ Let’s get the awkward out of the way : as much as I love almost every incarnation of Dracula, I’m not a fan of the Francis Ford Coppola movie. As such, this probably won’t play much in that realm. HOWEVER, I do enjoy the plot point that Coppola created in having Mina being a reincarnation of Dracula’s long, lost love. We see that pop up in other versions, too and I think it’s a great plot idea to RP with.
❖ I tend to default to a blend of Draculas based on the novel with inspirations from the 1931 film, the NBC TV show, and a bit of different flourishes I’ve picked up from different versions. As such, I’m willing to adapt him to almost any iteration of Dracula to fit threads. ( Yes, I even loved Dracula Untold, lol )
❖ I prefer to set this in the Victorian era, but modern times can be fun, too !
canon reconciliation :
❖ He’s the original vampire, though no one knows about his origins. He might have siblings ( I don’t want to exclude other Mikaelson muses ), but if so, he’s lost touch with them and hasn’t seen them since they were first turned. In fact, he’s become a recluse in his castle in Transylvania.
❖ He’s a vampire, BUT, like a hybrid, he can still appear in wolf form ( like Dracula ). He can also turn himself into mist / manipulate fog & weather like Dracula does in the novel ( since I think that’s canon anyway since Damon did that in TVD S1 ).
❖ He does not have a daylight ring, so he has to adhere to the sunlight rule like Dracula.
❖ If we’re using the reincarnated love plot, then the first version, Tatia, was in his village and complete devoted to him before she died. The name is from the show, but she doesn’t have to have the appearance of Nina Dorbrev.
#ᴠ ☾ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ sʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴜɴᴡɪsᴇʟʏ ﹕ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴜʟᴀ AU#:: ᴠᴇʀsᴇ.ɪɴғᴏ#:: ᴀᴇs.ᴍɪɴᴇ#[ my SECOND au verse in one day????#[ I know!#[ it's madness!
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