#004⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ nathaniel .

[mxvick]

                                 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 .

                                     with @wolfrcge .

            *　  /　　o gesto era totalmente pretensioso. não era de maneira inocente que tinha procurado pela mão de nate enquanto caminhavam pelas atrações da vila natalina. mas tentava fazer parecer que sim. fingia estar distraído com as barraquinhas de comida, mesmo que de fato procurasse por algo doce para degustar. em si, um gesto sutil. seus dedos delicadamente segurando os dele sem chegar a propriamente entrelaçar os dedos ou só segurar a mão de vez. " o que acha que é seguro comer que não vai nos fazer vomitar na montanha russa mais tarde? " claro que iria nas atrações que ofereciam adrenalina. e arrastaria o outro consigo. " maçã do amor! " exclamou quando os grandes olhos escuros avistaram um de seus doces favoritos. " maçã é inofensivo, não é? mesmo com a casca doce... "

[seeingvivianne]

Date: January, some time Location: Grazie's for some good food Characters: @natemichaelson & @seeingvivianne Notes: we're having the step-mom talk its time

They'd had lunch, just the two of them as Vivianne had wanted. It had been refreshing and fun just to hear Nate talk and go on about everything that they'd been doing and how they had been feeling. Vivianne only spoke briefly about her worries for August but tried to focus on lighter things like all the learning she'd done about the runes that she'd always seen in her visions and her progress in the search for a new home. Her relationship with Michael would not take over their bonding, at least not until he seemed to come up organically - and then Vivianne felt it was likely the right time to be a bit more serious. She shifted nervously in her seat. "So, about him... A lot's happened." She let out a breathy laugh, more like a sigh than anything. "He's here with us now, I'm here... we both got this second chance and when I look forward to my future it's with your father there. And hopefully with you. I was wondering how you feel about it all... I know I never really asked you up front, Nate. And, yes, we're all adults but... Anyone who knows me knows my family is a mess; it's not something anyone eagerly gets tied up in."

[jealousmartini]

2ND LOLIROCK DR INTRODUCTION

𓏲࣪ .𖥔˚ It's the Ocean! Yes it connects all the kingdoms of Ephedia and united them as one..⋆. 🌊˚

But don't you know the Ocean is a kingdom in itself..?⊹ ₊ ⋆

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[ # 000 :: BASIC INFO ]

Name :: Diana

(pronounced dee-yana, occasionally mispronounced dye-ana)

Age :: 17

Nicknames :: Danni, dandi

Princess of :: Vistaria

Current occupation :: Member of 6 member girl-group, O.M.G! (Oh My Gosh!)

genres :: (k)pop rock, electro, hiphop, EDM

Positions :: Main/lead singer, main dancer, face of the group, visuals, "maknae"

Debut song :: GIRL FRONT (by loona)

Hobbies :: Music production, lyric writing, drawing, dancing, singing

Fashion style :: Y2K, 80s fitness style

Likes :: Swimming, the ocean, Kpop, 80s fitness, choreography, fruit, the colours orange and pink,

Dislikes :: iris. I really don't like her girll.. and especially when she's with that Nathaniel guy like GET A ROOMMMUH🙄😒

[ # 001 :: APPEARNCE ]

Black ariel mixed with moana idk what else to tell you

[ # 002 :: PRINCESS STUFF ]

Magic jewellery :: A protected locket. Pearl beaded thread with a crystal ball in a heart-shaped locket.

the thread the pearl the locket

(*teal and blue accents)

Magic (crystal) colour :: TEAL, blue, and yellow

Magic circle's middle shape :: two circles

one smaller and above the other. Think of the yin and yang ( ☯️) but odd

Kingdom's representative colour :: Teal-blue

Kingdom's representative shape :: Spiral sea-shell

Magic abilities :: Crystal magic, Water manipulation (also through communication/singing), sea animal communication, healing

Wand turn weapon type :: Trident/Spear

My Shanilla :: Pre-shanilla

[ # 003 :: BACKSTORY ]

The Kingdom Vistaria, is the most powerful and respected kingdom as it holds the most dangerous and feared creatures in its abyss; oddly enough unharmed, tamed and loved by the Queen of Vistaria, whilst being intimated by the King.

Somehow, Greymorr had planted a curse that destroyed the barrier the king and queen created that safely separated the creatures of the Abyss from the general lives in the society of Vistaria. Not only did this free the monsters of the Abyss, but it altered their understanding and connection to the kingdom making them go rogue, destroying anything in their path.

Luckily, he wasn't able to control them into obeying his orders and instead went against anything that tried to assert order onto them. Even the Vistarian Royal couple. At this point, Diana was 15 years old and the king and Queen sent their daughter to the second closest Planet to them, Earth, with her pearl pendant protected by a positively cursed locket. She needs to find the other princesses on Eath to help her get more powerful and return back to Vistaria and defeat Greymorr.

[ # 004 :: RELATIONSHIPS ]

N/A

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I took this chance to be ariel yeah yeah red hair and everything what about it

[athenianwit]

PROMPT 004 !

trigger warning: mentions of parental abuse/neglect, brief self harm, mentions of blood

an offering. 

atticus spent all day trying to decide what he could offer to athena, the godling had grown up in one of london's richest families but he felt like he had nothing of value to offer his mother. it was supposed to be something intimate and sentimental, but what did he have to show? perhaps one of his first edition jane austen novels, it was the first thing he grabbed when he packed his bags but somehow it felt... impersonal. or maybe the wrist watch he wore at all times that his father gave him the day he turned eighteen? there wasn't anything special or unique about the watch, but it was one of the few gifts his father gave him. yet, that didn't feel right either. 

the son of athena didn't show up until the rest of the camp was fast asleep, he didn't want an audience from his fellow godlings or the locals. like an owl, his mind seemed to be the most awake at nightfall so it only felt appropriate that this was when he made his offering to goddess of wisdom. nervously picking at his skin, it took a moment for atticus to look up at the statue of athena. despite the fact that it was only made of marble, her stare was intense and the fear of her rejection began to fill his mind once more. what would she think of him? of everything he had done before the call and since? 

"hello, mother.." his brown eyes finally met the stare of his mother who seemed to be looking down at him. he wondered if she was looking down at him right now. "i know i haven't prayed to you much... i'm still trying to wrap my head around how all of this is real." atticus was a man of science and reason, giving up religion entirely over a decade ago. "please don't mistake that for a lack of faith in you." the godling quickly looked back down. he believed in the power and greatness of his mother, of all the gods and how they carved humanity into what they were today. his brain just needed to be rewired. 

"i always wondered who you were my entire life, i prayed that you would come save me one day...." the godlings voice shook a little, trying to stay composed as he continued. he always wondered what he took from his mother, did he get his love for agatha christie novels from her? did he get his brown eyes from her? "i used to tell the other boys at school that you were this... genius scientist who had to work in the states and that's why you weren't around to raise me. i wanted to believe there was a reason you weren't there for me, why you let me stay with him..." atticus' voice fully cracks when his fathers face came to his mind, he was slowly unraveling now. "was that my first test? to put me through a lifetime of neglect and abuse... to make me stronger? make me worthy of your love?" there had to be a reason for all of this, he couldn't have had lived the life he did for nothing. right?

"did you know all of this would happen?"

tears began to burn down his cheeks as he spoke and his father's voice began ringing in his voice. 'you're weak, you're too emotional, you are no son of mine' wiping the tears off his face, he reamined quiet for a moment. "was father different when you knew him?" there were so many questions atticus had about his parents, what did she see in him? "he never spoke of you. i think he resented you for leaving me at his doorstep." he started to pick at his skin once again, thinking back to the countless times he asked nathaniel about his mother. desperate to get answers about who he was and where he belonged in this world. the man was only obsessed with chasing his own legacy.

'you aren't worthy of the name welby'

"i am more than just a welby in name. i am atticus, son of athena." his voice no longer shaking as he said those words. unlike nathaniel, atticus wanted to help make the world a better place. despite his own doubts, the son of athena understood why she called upon him. to use his mind to help lead and protect his fellow godlings. the faces of romeo, oliver, remy, alejandro, and jay all popped up in his head. their fates were now weaved together and atticus would do anything within his power to protect all five of them. and the others. 

reaching over to pick up the bag he brought with him, atticus pulled out a simple white lab coat and a stethoscope. "i offer you the lab coat that was given to me when i graduated medical school and the stethoscope that came with it." he put it down in front of the statue. "this was the first moment in my life that i felt like i had a purpose. the first moment i felt like i had any true value." something he'd done all on his own. "it was my happiest memory... that was before you called upon me and brought me here."

pulling the knife out of the bag next, atticus stared at his reflection that bounced off the metal for a moment. "your blood and wisdom gave me the tools to carve my own path in this world." he ran the sharp blade over his left hand, wincing as it cut through the thin skin. squeezing the palm shut, the blood began to drip down onto the white lab coat. "thank you, mother." he stood up, looking up at her once before. "i hope to bring honor to your name... and to meet you." atticus picked up the bag and said goodbye to the goddess of wisdom before returning to his cabin.

[mamie-soluce]

❤⭑­  Masterlist

001. Toutes les solutions

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002. Amour sucré - High School life ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ↬­ ­ ­ ­ ­ Un déménagement, une nouvelle ville, un nouveau lycée.. Bienvenue à SweetAmoris ! En allant à ta nouvelle école, la directrice t'apprend que ton transfert n'a pas été réalisé correctement. Il manque des pièces à ton dossier, à toi de les retrouver ! Fais la connaissance de certains de tes camarades dont deux garçons. Nathaniel, le délégué principal, un mec plutôt sympa qui semble un peu coincé et Castiel le rebelle du lycée, pas si évident à approcher. Un troisième garçon ?! Ken, un ami de ton ancienne école très amoureux de toi t'a suivi jusqu'ici ! Récupère les pièces manquantes de ton dossier et fais connaissance avec les garçons. Avec lequel t'entendras-tu le mieux à ton arrivée ? Trois fins différentes à découvrir ! ­

003. Amour sucré - Campus life ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ↬­ ­ ­ ­ ­  Sucrette revient dans la ville qu’elle a tant chérie après 4 ans d’études loin de ses amis. Comme on dit : loin des yeux, loin du cœur… Mais ce retour en ville va vous permettre de revoir d’anciennes têtes et d’en découvrir de nouvelles, de nouveaux lieux, et de nouvelles personnes à séduire… De nouvelles relation en perspective avec de nouvelles personne. Nous sommes sûrs que vous apprendrez à les aimer, car nous, on les adore déjà !­ ­

004. Amour sucré - Love life ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ↬­ ­ ­ ­ ­ Ton aventure commence dans un lieu que tu connais bien, mais qui a quelque peu changé depuis l’université… Le Cosy Bear Café est devenu un café-galerie, et tu en es la propriétaire ! Tu t’occupes de ce joli hameau de tranquillité depuis maintenant 3 ans, et vis une relation exquise avec ton crush de l’université. Tes relations amicales sont aussi au beau fixe ! ­

005. Amour sucré - Alternative life ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ­ ↬­ ­ ­ ­ ­ C'est une nouvelle rentrée pour ta Sucrette ! Après quelques années d’études loin de tes amis du lycée, tu reviens dans la ville que tu as tant chérie pour ta dernière année à l’université… Une page se tourne, une nouvelle aventure commence et pourtant… Tu ne l’as pas oublié, ce premier amour, et tu espères secrètement le croiser au coin d’une rue et tout recommencer… ­

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[hardlygclden]

open to: julia escarra | @juliaxescarra​ location: horwick, where the thread count is ten but the hook-up is a two

What started off as an innocent loss of interest had turned into a game of distraction. Exploration lead by boredom soon turned into fixation on any peculiar glint inside the house in the early evening— and soon enough, a challenge to find what was hidden. After opening the patio doors, Nathaniel slipped into the night to avoid the flicker of the porch light that would show defiance against the new curfew. 

“C’mon, Julia,” He seemed to beg into the night air, finding a chill in the cold sweat that clung to his shirt.

Nathaniel heard the soft murmur of the engine down the street, and he carefully peeked out from the edge of the house to make out the familiar car. Without a second thought, Nathaniel ran across the front lawn and opened the car as fast as a single step in front of him.

“Let’s go, Julia, let’s get the fuck out of here,” He hissed, head tilted over his shoulder back at the house. “Hurry, before they wake up!”

[loyaltyvalue]

               ii.                 the toffs

               It’s Saturday, charity day — which means Desmond Merrion suits and Patek Philippe watches, means posing for pictures and shaking hands, then selflessly putting a signature under a donation that you won’t even feel in your balance.  It means being on your best behavior and trying not to laugh when Kanye West’s Clique comes on and Digby coughs in an attempt to do the same.

               It’s Friday, boys night — which means that, after three vodka redbull and two Macallan N°6 in the previous destination and a shared bottle of Armand de Brignac right in the back of the Bentley, he’s already well on the way to being sloshed.  But what’s new.  He’s been there, done that, they all have, so he snorts a line in the Annabel’s restroom while Digby's scrolling Instagram and Rufus notably absent.  Meanwhile, Nathaniel won’t stop talking about how he’s always thought about “doing coke” too but then never did and he wishes he would just admit that he, first and foremost, wants to have his dick sucked.

              And the truth is that he wouldn’t even be such a bad catch if it weren’t for the fact that he’s pathetic, or, as Digby put it some two or three years ago back at their room at Oxford, arms slouched over the backrest of their red velvet couch and his foot dangling: if the desperation wasn’t practically oozing from him.  Rufus going to Cambridge always feels a little like betrayal even though they only really started talking a couple months into their studies.

               It’s Thursday at last, so he treats himself to a long weekend on Marbella and driving through the narrow streets in his godfather’s new Koenigsegg Agera RS because you need to live a little, too.  And as he’s lying beside the pool, his new Bulgari sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and the sun bronzing him, he thinks about playing golf in the crisp morning air and tennis in the afternoon glow, about the wine he’s going to have and the ensalada malagueña he’ll eat; the fact that Nathaniel is well on the way to a heatstroke, which will be hilarious.  Slowly, his lips curl into a smug smile.

[urghcsts]

✿ * ·    a  little  birdy  told  me  t.  nathaniel  “  nathan  ”  wayne  just  moved  to  sunset  hills  .  have  you  met  them  yet  ?  they  look  somewhere  around  twenty  -  five ,   if  i  had  to  guess  !  pretty  sure  i  heard  them  driving  down  the  street  playing  zack  and  codeine  by  post  malone  ,  they  sounded  a  little  pitchy  but  they  had  the  spirit  !  must  be  their  favorite  or  something  .  hey  …  it  looks  like  they  just  moved  into  dusk  drive  .  have  you  heard  about  what  they  do  for  a  living  ?  someone  told  me  they’re  a  self  employed  (  drug  dealer  )  ,  but  who  knows  if  that’s  even  true  .  guess  we’re  just  gonna  have  to  wait  and  see  .  nervous  ?  maybe  you  should  be  .  sunset  speaks  just  posted  about  them  …  apparently  they're  resident  ID  # 004  ?  between  you  and  me  ,  i  think  that  might  spark  some  things  in  the  community  …  but  what  do  i  know  !  you  guys  might  get  along  just  fine  !  

、 ⠀ ་ ⸼ ⸒ ✴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝  ›

—  content  warning  preface  :  pretty  shitty  parenting  ,  slight  mention  of  cheating  ,  mentions  of  drug  abuse

nathan didn’t have the happiest of an at home life in comparison to others . being born a bastard of a well known , successful business man didn’t grant as many luxuries for him as one might think .

his mother , birth mother , had gotten pregnant while under the impression that if she had a baby then his father wouldn’t leave her . she had betrayed his father’s trust , cheated on him more times than he’d ever truly know , and he wanted out . so she took drastic measures and from those measures came the one and only timothy nathaniel wayne ( he hates his first name . don’t call him that . he refuses to answer to any name but nathan ) .

growing up had been hard . after his parents had officially separated his father had gained custody of him . it hadn’t even been much of a battle , his mother hadn’t even shown up to court . shockingly his father had . otherwise he would’ve been raised by his mother , and maybe then his life might’ve gone a different direction .

at first , he saw his mother every week . they had an arrangement while he was growing up that he’d spend the weekdays with his father and the weekends with her . but then she started to get busy . and busier , busier — seeing her became less of a pattern and more of an unlikely occurrence . at some point the visits up and stopped . instead she stuck with calling him every wednesday and every sunday at exactly 8 . eventually those stopped too .

by the time he was in the 3rd grade he lost all contact with his mother .

fast forwarding a little , nathan started to become a bit of a ... trouble maker . that’s what happens when a parent stops having anything to do with you and the other wants nothing to do with you .

he found the wrong crowds and made himself a part of them .

eventually his parents , really his dad , got sick of his behaviour . it wasn’t reflecting on their family name in a good manner and he wasn’t going to stand for it . so he made the decision to send nathan off to live with his uncle in sunset hills . 

he went through high school here , graduated here , and found himself stuck here in this town . still stuck with a bad crowd . only now he was older , he had more reach .

during high school things had gotten bad for him . he started thinking more about his mother , why she left and what could’ve been so wrong with him that she did without giving him a goodbye . why didn’t his father like him ? his own flesh and blood . was there really something so terribly wrong with nathan that neither of his parents could handle ? cope with ?

those sort of thoughts became to much for him so he tried everything he could to get his head to shut up . unfortunately for him it led to some pretty nasty habits .

—  drug  abuse  mentions  here  :

at first he’d kept his hands solely on weed . he’d go out to his usual party spot where all his friends would lounge , drunk , high , and everything in between , and he’d do the same . the longer he kept with the same the less it felt like it was working . it wasn’t long until he found himself searching for something stronger . 

what used to be only weed that he’d hide in his drawers slowly become more — coke , codeine , psychedelics ...

at some point he found himself in a position to sell and so he did . instead of wasting time going to college to blow money on a degree he’d probably never use a day in his life , he opted for doing something a little more beneficial for his wallet . 

and that’s where you’re caught up in the history of nathan wayne . a drug dealer by day ( and night ) , a partier in case you were wondering , who puts on the charade of a guy who doesn’t care about where his day is gonna lead him .

but he does . he cares . more than he’d ever like to admit and more than he ever would . all he can do is bring himself to cope with situations out of his control and get high while he does it .

、 ⠀ ་ ⸼ ⸒ ✴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲  ›  

as things sit , he technically has three parents : his father , birth mother , and his step mother ( who was more of a mother to him than his real one had ever truly been ) .

the relationship he shares with his father is tense . obviously . i mean you kind of have to gather that since he hasn’t even lived with the guy since he was in middle school . there’s no trust in their relationship . it’s doesn’t feel like they’re father and son — it feels like nathan is only ever a disappointment . and honestly ? that’s something he owns up to now . he embraces it , does what he can to be a disappointment . because what’s the point in trying to achieve more when his father never tried to care ?

the relationship he has with his step mother is , well .... he’s not even sure . he knows she never loved him the way that she loves his twin siblings and his youngest brother , but he can’t bring himself to blame her for that . they’re her biological children , that brings on a different type of love that a step child can’t always earn . nathan loves her though . she’s the kindest woman he’s ever known and she’s been there as his parent more than his own biological ones .

nathan has one sister and four brothers — a chaotic number of siblings , he’s more than well aware of that . it was just as much of a nightmare to live through as you might think .

he gets along with a few of them . his only sister alicia of course , his baby sister , she’s the only girl and he feels protective of her . he and his brother alix , they’re at a tense spot now but they used to be close . like best friends close . things change though , people fall out , but they’re falling out wasn’t like most . his eldest brother richard never liked him . he didn’t like the crowd nathan ran with , didn’t like how he acted , and especially didn’t like his lack of commitment to their family and their responsibilities . damien’s a devil in disguise so it’s really no wonder why he and the little brat don’t get along . and alfred ... well , after some family drama nathan’s been left under the impression that this brother isn’t particularly fond of him either nowadays . not that he blames him .

and of course there’s the family dog . titan , a great dane who he always loved greatly . having to leave the dog to move to sunset hills might’ve been the hardest goodbye of them all .

、 ⠀ ་ ⸼ ⸒ ✴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲  ›  

literally just think of fez from euphoria when you try to imagine what nathan’s personality is like

fez but also rue like can you see the vision there

the rest is to be written . i’m lazy and this was already a lot <3 

[dvlwthn]

“  i  think  i  am  a  better  ghost  –-                than  i  am  a  human  being  .  ”

Is that SEBASTIAN STAN? No, that’s just VIKTOR MICHAIL EVANOFF. They were born on 13/08/1733 and are a HUNTER living in Northknot Town. They work as a EMT. Some say they're RESOURCEFUL and OBSERVANT, but I’ve heard others say they're CLOSED-OFF and UNSTABLE. When you think of HIM, don’t you think of  HANDS  TAINTED  RED  AND  A  MIND  FILLED  WITH  GUILT  ,  CONFUSED  RAGE  WITH  NO  OUTLET  ,  SCREAMS  OF  THE  PAST  FILLING  THE  NIGHT  AIR?

A E S T H E T I C

HAUNTING  SCREAMS  OF  THE  PAST  .  WAKING  UP  WITH  NO  MEMORY  .  THE  OVERWHELMING  FEELING  OF  DROWN  ONCE  THE  PAST  TRIES  TO  CATCH  UP  WITH  YOU  .  DRIVING  FAST  UNDER  THE  MIDNIGHT  SKY  .  SLEEP  BEING  UNKNOWN  .  TO  DIE  WOULD  BE  A  PRIVILEGE  .  ACTING  OFF  EMOTIONS  BECAUSE  IT’S  ALL  HE’S  EVER  KNOWN  .

Q U O T E S

“  i  will  not sleep  .  i  cannot  sleep  .  i  cannot  hear  those  screams  again    .   ”   –  unknown..

“  there  are  all  these  moments  you  don’t  think  you  will  survive  and  then  you  survive  .   ”   –  david levithan.

“  you  don’t  get  to  die  and  be  reborn  the  same  .  you  come  back  ,  but  you  come  back  wrong  .  this  is  the  price  you  pay  for  resurrection  .   ”   – nathaniel orion.

“  i  like  the  scars  because  i  like  the  stories  .  bravery  ,  stupidity  ,  pain  . . .  none  of  them  come  free  .  ”  –  jessica  martinez

M U S I C    P L A Y E R

“   life  isn't  always  what  you  think  it'd  be  .  turn  your  head  for  one  second  and  the  tables  turn  . . .  and  i  know  ,  i  know  that  i  did  you  wrong  but  will  you  trust  me  when  i  say  that  i'll  make  it  up  to  you  somehow  ,  somehow  .  ”   i’m so sorry by imagine dragons.

“   somebody  make  me  feel  alive  and  shatter  me  .  so  cut  me  from  the  line  –-  dizzy  ,  spinning  endlessly  .  somebody  make  me  feel  alive  and  shatter  me  !  ”   shatter me by lindsey stirling.

“   i've  become  so  numb  .  i  can't  feel  you  there  –  become  so  tired  . . .  so  much  more  aware  .  i'm  becoming  this  .  all  i  want  to  do  is  be  more  like  me  and  be  less  like  you  .  ”   numb by linkin park.

P E R S O N A L I T Y  

+ calculated, protective, and intelligent

- self-critical, detached, and secretive

viktor has always been pretty smart, it’s something that helped him a long way. he picked up on things easily which came from always keeping busy. it’s how he dealt with a lot of his issues... by just not dealing with them and finding something to do.  

after coming to terms with everything he’s done, viktor was really hard on himself and found it hard to connect with people. he was good at pretending, but didn’t think he deserved real happiness.

what maybe come as a surprise to some people, is how charming he can be. it takes awhile for him to warm up to people, but once he does, they see more of this side to him. his charming and playful side. and once they start to see it, he becomes very loyal and protective of them. 

H E A D C A N O N S

001. viktor michail evanoff was born to michail and helena evanoff, not they he’d remember that. he also had a younger brother named ivan who, if he could remember,  he’d miss more than anything in the world. while he may  not remember it, his family was killed by a couple of rouge vampires who did it for fun.  viktor had just gotten home from fighting in some war he couldn’t remember. he was celebrating his return home with his family. if he really really tried to remember, all he’d come up with is screaming and the colour red.

002. when he woke up after being turned into a hunter, he remembered nothing of his life. there was a block on his mind. the only thing he could remember was rage. they had made him the perfect killing machine. he was only told to kill, that it’s what he was meant to do. to protect humans. yet, during that time, he didn’t care about protecting, he just needed to kill. he followed his gut and killed plenty of supernatural beings without an ounce of hesitation. including the two witches that had been there when he woke. that told him his job was to kill. they hadn’t been part of the ritual, they were just the ones taking care of him while in transition to hunter.

003. for his first life as a hunter, he didn’t even know his own name. he didn’t need to know it. he travelled all over the world killing any and all supernatural beings he came across. he picked up many different languages during this time. despite not being social, he knew it was important to know what was being said around him to help him hunt down these things. 

004. during his second lifetime, things were pretty much the same, except now he was hunting down witches with the intention of finding someone to remove the block on his mind. no one ever could and he grew more and more frustrated about it. which caused his rage to become out of control again. he did, however, finally learn his name. not that it helped him cause he could find no information on himself.

005. after coming back for the third time, he started to become pissed off for a different reason. he could only wonder when he’d not come back. when he’d no longer have to being a killing machine. he was ALREADY tired of it. but he kept at it because it was all he knew. it was during this lifetime that he had gotten hurt and stumbled upon northknot for the first time. his urge to kill was going crazy, yet no one tried to hurt him. in fact, someone had offered to help him. it left him confused. he knew he could kill anyone in the town, he was too hurt. but he planned to. he did. he figured he’d act however he needed to survive and kill as many creatures as he could once he was better. but his healing process took longer than he thought and he had time to see what this town really was. this weren’t creatures coming together planing ways to kill humans... not this was PEOPLE coming together to live. to survive. to hide from humans. to hide from him. these were families just being. it wasn’t them that was wrong with the world, it was him. so when he was FINALLY healed, he left, promising to never come back.

006. the fourth time he came back, he didn’t want to hunt anymore. he remembered his third life so vividly and intensely that as soon as he woke up, he had actually just started crying. thinking of everything he did before. of all the PEOPLE he killed without even questioning it. so this life time, he knew he had to do better... which is when he started practicing medicine. he had known basic things from having to take care of himself, but now he was trying to help others... but the urge was still there, so he took what he knew and was learning and applied it to fighting still, becoming a medic in the army. it was the perfect way to ease himself into doing better. 

007. since then, he has come back a couple more times and has had his slips up where his instincts got the better of him. but he still continued to try. he didn’t want to end up like the monsters he hunted. so he made sure to only hunt those who truly deserved it. all while helping those in need.

008. he has spent a lot of time travelling the world and learning as much as he could. languages, culture, history, everything. the man hated NOT KNOWING considering how much he didn’t know about himself. so he tried to make up for it by knowing everything else. 

009. the moment heard the news about what was happening in northknot, the man didn’t hesitate in making his way back. he was surprised with himself, he really was. but he needed to help, especially help this town. 

C O N N E C T I O N S

Best Friend. they met while viktor was hunting. this person had been hunting the same person. surprisingly the two managed to get along pretty well. mainly just due to them being able to work so well together. they could have been on a better path already and tried helping viktor through his time trying to figure it out... or viktor went through his change first and helped them when they figured it out for themselves.

Child Like Figure. viktor met this person after he already started seeing that supernatural creatures were more than he was told. the two ended up helping each other. they both came from a pretty tough background and ended up teaching each other what a family was meant to be. [ closed ; upcoming ]

Enemy. before seeing the error of his ways, viktor killed a lot of innocent people. this person would be someone connected to one of those people and are looking for revenge. 

Ex. what started as two people just using each other for sex, ended up with one of them caring more than planned. so things between them stopped. however, they started up again when they ran into each other a month or so later. this time, they both fell for each other. but things ended when a group of vampires attacked them. this was when he got really injured and ended up in northknot the first time. he wasn’t aware of the fact that this person was changed into a vampire. neither are aware that the other is alive. 

Someone He Saved. could be someone he saved in town (working as an emt) or someone he saved before coming to town. he checks up on them from time to time, just to make sure they’re okay.

[born-to-be-mischievous]

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 001:   THE OUTSIDE.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Natalia Romanova aka Natasha Romanoff

𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑: Blue-green

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 / 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑:  Long naturally curly copper hair, worn straightened or curly, braided back when she's training or on a mission

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓:    5’ 7"

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄:  Depends on the event, can usually be seen in dark jeans, a black tanktop, cropped leather jacket, and heels or boots. All of her clothes are designer, and she loves Louboutin shoes.

𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: Probably her hair, the natural red color is very noticeable and striking against her pale complexion.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 002:   THE INSIDE.

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒: The Academy, Hydra, the KGB, losing her family

𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄:  Chocolate covered strawberries.

𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄:  People betraying her/lying to her. Even though she's a spy, she doesn't lie to people she cares about, and if you lie or betray her trust she will go scorched Earth on you.

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: Try to move past her trauma connected to her past, focus more on herself.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 003:   THOUGHTS.

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏: "О��ъебись." (Fuck off.)

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓: The Avengers, Nick Fury, Tony Stark (Because he's her best friend), her cat Liho

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃: Mission plans, the current book she's reading

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐒: Resourcefulness.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 004:    WHAT’S BETTER ?

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒: Single, although she's not one to date, or have the time for it.

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃: Respected for her hard work and skills, but desperately wants to be loved although she would never admit it.

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: Brains, although looks along with brains is a nice bonus.

𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐒: Cats.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 005:   DO THEY  …

𝐋𝐈𝐄: Of course, it it part of her job. She never lies to people she cares about.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒:  Not particularly. She knows she is only an asset to The Academy, and now to SHIELD.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄:  Not really. She believes herself to be unlovable because of her past.

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄:  Yes. Although she keeps it deeply hidden, believing it to be weak to want someone.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 006:    HAVE THEY EVER  …

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄: Yes. She actually was a professional ballerina as part of a mission for The Academy.

𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐒: No, although she does enjoy a drink every now and again.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐍: Bits and pieces. She doesn't share her trauma or her past, keeping that part of herself hidden.

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 007:   FAVOURITES.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑: Black.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋: Cats

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊: Classics, although she has a certain fondness for The Count of Monte Cristo.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄: Paintball

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 008:   AGE.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄: Month and day unknown, born 1984.

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐄:  36

𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 009:    FINISH THE SENTENCE .

𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄: My cat Liho, and my nice Lila, and my nephews Cooper and Nathaniel

𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋: isolated

𝐈 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄: my trauma

𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒: The Avengers, they were my family.

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇: To finally be happy and loved.

Tagged by @obsessionsarenotforheroes

Tagging @the-white-shadow-of-hydra @izznation @phantomfox44 @khanstartrekrp @survivorsloss @selfmademechanic

[cardest]

Colorado in Winter playlist

Aspen, the Rockies, Denver, these are just some of the places in Colorado popular to be in at Xmas time. Snow, skiing or just relaxing by the fireplace, I have the Xmas in Colorado playlist for you! Merry Xxxmas!!

Colorado

001 Mr. Big - Colorado Bulldog 002 The Doors - Wintertime Love 003 Warren Zevon - Things to do in Denver 004 Donna Summer - Denver Dream 005 Rick James  - Below the funk (pass the j) 006 Dan Schafer - Christmas In Denver 007 Arthur Gee - Waterweight 008 Cheap Trick - I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day 009 John Denver - Guess I'd rather be in Colorado 010 Wovenhand -  Corsicana Clip 011 Larry Gatlin & The Gatlin Brothers - Denver 012 Blood Incantation - Ofuscating the Linear Threshold 013 Billy Idol - Winter Wonderland 014 Speedwolf - Denver 666 015 Sleep -  Marijuanaut's Theme 016 Soundgarden -  By Crooked Steps 017 Sonata Arctica - Christmas Spirits 018 Horsepower - Denver Grab 019 Flashbacks - Denver Snow 020 Mike Stanley - Denver Rain 021 Zakk Wylde - White Christmas 022 Spectral Voice - Lurking Gloom 023 Havok - Intention To Deceive 024 Black Cobra -  Avalanche 025 Steve Miller Band - The Joker 026 NON/Boyd Rice -  Turn Me On, Dead Man 027 The Inmates - Denver - 1984 028 Cobalt - Gin 029 Itchy-0 - Gallows Disco 030 The Gentrys - I Cant Go Back To Denver 031 Cheap Trick -  Please Come Home For Christmas 032 Merle Haggard - lucky old Colorado 033 Colorado - Rockies 034 Hank Williams Jr - O.D.d in Denver 025 Primus - South Park Intro 036 Warning Croak of the Sonoran Desert Toad, Bufo Alvarius 037 Weird AL Yankovic - Jurassic Park 038 Steve Earle - Colarado Girl 039 Billy Idol - Christmas Love 040 A Mile High In Denver - Jimmy Buffett 041 Neil Peart - The Hockey Theme (Instrumental) 042 Pearl Jam - Rival 043 Act of Defiance  -  M.I.A. 044 LARD - Forkboy 045 The Gathering - Colorado Incident 046 David Allan Coe - Just To Prove My Love To You 047 Chuck Pyle - Mile High Feeling 048 Johnny Paycheck - Colorado Kool-Aid 049 Wooden Hand - Southern Colorado Song 050 Bob Seger - Get Out Of Denver 051 Ace Diamond - Colorado Rockies 052 Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats - A Little Honey 053 Steve Stevens - Do You Hear What I Hear? 054 Railroad Earth Blackbear Sessions - Colorado Sections 055 KHEMMIS - Candlelight 056 The Flying Burrito Brothers - Colorado 057 Red Jenkins - Highway Cowboy 058 Gleewood - Colorado Brew 059 Velnias - To the Pyre 060 Johnny Cash - You Wild Colorado 061 Tomahawk - Long, Long Weary Day 062 Funkadelic - Comin Round the Mountain 063 Rodney Crowell - I Aint Living Long Like This 064 Allegaeon Tartessos The Hidden Xenocryst 065 Townes Van Zandt - Colorado Girl 066 Cephalic Carnage - Kill For Weed 067 Joe Walsh   - Rocky Mountain Way 068 Marylin Manson - Disposable Teens 069 Ricky Nelson  - Restless Kid 070 South Park - On a Colorado Farm 071 DENVER THE LAST DINOSAUR INTRO - Shit bags 072 Git Some - Loose Control 073 Neil Young with Crazy Horse - Think of Me 074 Paradise Lost - The Longest Winter 075 Merle Haggard - Colorado 076 Logical Nonsense - Soul Pollution 077 Black Curse - Charnel Rift 078 Ugly Kid Joe - Slower Than Nowhere 079 The Yawpers - Mon Dieu 080 Ozark Mountain Daredevils   - Colorado Song 081 Korn - Thoughtless 082 Exodus - Class Dismissed (A Hate Primer) 083 The Emmet Otters - The Bathing Suit That Grandma Otter Wore 084 Jello Biafra And The Guantanamo School Of Medicine - Invasion Of The Mind Snatchers 085 J Mascis & Sharon Van Etten - Prisoners 086 The Munsens - Slave 087 Yonder Mountain String Band  -  40 Miles From Denver 088 Call of Void - Ageless 089 Filter - Columind 090 Johnny Cash - Dinosaur Song 091 Art Guthrie - Uncle Jeff 092 ZZ Topless - Dreadmonboogaloo 093 Colorado - Paper Bird 094 WAYFARER - Animal Crown 095 PRIMITIVE MAN - Victim 096 Noctambulist - Atmospheres Of Desolation (Blood Harvest) 097 Blood Incantation - Slave Species of the Gods 098 Stephen Stills Manassas - Colorado 099 Glacial Tomb - Sunless Dawn 100 Primus - South Park TV Show End Credits 101 Cody Jinks - Colorado 102 Styx - Miss America 103 Mating Call of the Sonoran Desert Toad, Bufo Alvarius 104 Cheap Trick - Christmas Christmas 105 Velnias - Sovereign Nocturnal 106 Pavement - Colorado 107 Electric Wizard - We Hate You 108 Black Sabbath - Sweet Leaf 109 Cheap Trick - Merry Christmas (I Don't Want To Fight Tonight) 110 Bon Jovi - Ride Cowboy Ride 111 Dinosaur Jr. - Pieces 112 Merle Haggard - I Think Ill Just Stay Here and Drink 113 Chthonic Deity -Drained 114 Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats - You Worry Me 115 Elton John - From Denver to LA 116 Vermin Womb - Disrepair 117 Billy Idol - Silver Bells 118 Tom Petty - You Don't Know How It Feels 119 John Denver - Rocky Mountain High 120 DREADNOUGHT - Besieged   121 Nightflight Orchestra - paper moon 122 John Zorn & Mike Patton - Christmas song 123 Of Feather and Bone - repulsive obscurity 124 Jag Panzer - Warfare 125 In Company of Serpents - ain-soph-aur 666 Boyd Rice - Out Out Out

This day last year, I was in South Carolina for Xmas and I had a blast. This time, stuck at home. Bra-19 is the pits. Let’s be safe over Xmas and NYE period. Wash your hands and destroy all bras!

[immcrtalsx]

Is that NATHANIEL BUZOLIC? No, that’s just ERIK BLACKTHORNE. They were born on 12/12/754 and are a ORIGINAL VAMPIRE living in Northknot Town. They work at the AIDA BLACKTHORNE MEMORIAL LIBRARY. Some say they’re CLEVER and DEDICATED, but I’ve heard others say they’re UNSTABLE and ARROGANT. When you think of HIM, don’t you think of BLOODY SHIRTS, A LONG LOST LOVE & BOURBON?

trigger warning ; abuse, death & murder

& BIOGRAPHY

Erik was the youngest son, and third youngest child, of Ivar and Helga, a viking warrior and his wife. It wasn't always the happiest of childhoods but they were doted on by their mother. She tried her best to protect them from her father's temper, which was usually targeted at the older children. It didn't always prevent the blows that sometimes came Erik's way nor did it stop him from seeing his siblings get it worse. Sometimes the sounds of their cries haunted his nightmares, even centuries later. But despite all that, Erik still lived a good childhood. He was a curious and adventurous young boy who never grew out of that as a teenager.

One day his curiosity got the better of him. Rumours of some of the men from a village over turning into beasts during the full moon was something he had to see. He and his younger sister, Aida, decided to go and see if it was true. It was a night that would haunt Erik for the rest of his days. It's a bit of a blur now but he gets flashes of the beast and of the pain he felt from the wound inflicted on him. He remembers the screams of anguish for his dead sister. Then he remembers being barely conscious while someone fed him a foul tasting solution. He would later discover that this was the immortality potion that both saved his life and ruined it.

It did not take long for the Blackthorne siblings to turn against their father. He did not always act like he loved them but he had been so desperate to save his other children from Aida's fate that he hadn't thought about the consequences of the immortality spell. The bloodlust was the worst of all. Erik struggled with it especially when his father's temper started coming out in him. The death of Aida didn't help either, he never fully got over it. For nearly a century, Erik traveled with at least one of his siblings and then he was alone for a while.

At this point, Erik was resigned to the fact that he would live his life alone. He didn't know that he could turn people and his family had supposedly destroyed all the sessile oak so he could not die. An eternity of feeding and killing and loneliness. Then he met Frida and she changed everything. She was picking flowers in a field near her village and he was immediately drawn to her. They mostly spent time together outside of her village, away from other people and he quickly fell in love with her. He told her what he was before things went too far and she was more accepting than he thought she'd be. He was happy to be with her as she aged, even though he wouldn't but her people soon suspected him of killing members of the community. He had tried to stop the killing for her but it was from when he first arrived and they wanted him out.

There was a mob and Frida tried to protect him. She fell and hit her head with a rock. He sped away with her, trying to heal her with his blood but it was no use. She died in his arms. Parts of the mob found him and he killed them before fleeing, never to return. Had he known that he had just turned his first vampire, he would have come back for her. He could have had an entire life with Frida but instead he left, devastated by the loss. It became so much that after only a month he turned his emotions off. He pillaged and slaughtered his way through Europe before eventually going to America. It was Nova who got him to turn his emotions back on after tracking him down a few decades later.

Erik traveled with her for a while and then on his own, finding solace in being around witches. Though they didn't easily trust him, he was willing to learn the magic he had only just started to practice before he was turned into a vampire. Still some witches and also humans attempted to persecute him and his siblings, especially when they started to turn other people. That was when the Blackthornes founded Northknot. He didn't stay for long but he always found himself coming back every few decades. He would always work in the library, which he had founded in honour of Aida.

& HEADCANONS

001. Erik has always felt closer to his sisters than his brothers. Perhaps he feels more connected to Aida through them or maybe it was because as the youngest son, he always felt compared to his brothers but whatever the reason, he is more likely to keep in touch with Nova and Miriam and even their sires over Athelstan, Lucianus and Olve.

002. Erik was most in tune with his wizard nature compared to his other siblings. He showed signs of magic from a very young age and showed a lot of promise to be powerful if he hadn’t been turned into a vampire. Since then he has spent any time when his emotions were on, and even when they were off, in the company of witches. He would gain their trust and learn their ways and that way he felt connected to his late mother and the life he could have had.

003. Due to his connection with witches, Erik often one who acts as his partner in crime. Someone he could get to perform magic for him but also help him learn. Typically, he finds someone who is struggling in a coven or one that has been shunned quite young for whatever reason and he helps them blossom and earns their trust as well as them earning his. They would travel with him until their deaths, rarely asking to be turned to avoid death with a few exceptions. His current witch is Lucrecia Nair Rosales.

004. When his emotions were on and he actually cared about things, Erik educated himself on the ever-changing world. He knows 21 languages, can play most instruments and has read the most literature from the last 1100 years as well as met the people that wrote them. He’s also fairly gifted in most sports and any other task he set his mind too.

005. On top of learning all these skills, Erik actually has 17 university degrees including a medical one from the 1700s, three master’s degrees and four PhDs.

& PERSONALITY

Erik was always an incredibly bright child and grew into an incredibly bright young man. He was a talented wizard, taking after his mother and showing exceptional skill and promise until that was taken away from him. He lost his way after becoming a vampire, only finding himself when he found Frida before losing his way again. He has been incredibly unstable throughout the centuries with his emotions going on and off depending on what happened. He’s got a lot of blood on his hands because of it. 

When Erik is most himself, he is a very charming to the point where people think he’s flirting but he rarely has any form of lover or sometimes even friends beyond his family and his sires. He just likes getting what he wants and the charm can turn manipulative in a heartbeat. He’s so sure of himself that he’s even been described as arrogant but only by people who aren’t afraid of him.

& CURRENT CONNECTIONS

» Athelstan, Lucianus, Olve, Miriam, Nova & Aida Blackthorne - siblings - Erik and his siblings have varying relationships. Some of them are tense and rocky, some of them are much closer and loving and some of them are even non-existent but at the end of the day, they’re still family.  

» Frida Eydis - first love / ex-girlfriend - Frida was the first person that Erik let in after he was turned. She was easy to fall in love with and even after he told her what he was, she still loved him too. Then her villagers turned on him and she was supposedly killed in the process. He spent many centuries mourning her and did so to this day until he found her alive and a vampire in Northknot. Now it was a different kind of mourning: losing someone who was still alive.

» Natalie Dawson - adopted family - Though sired by his older sister Miriam, Erik views Natalie like a sister or perhaps a niece would be a more accurate description. Either way, she is treated as family and he would do anything for her.

» Vanya Blackthorne - adopted family - The sire of his other sister, Nova, Erik is also quite close to Vanya. Whenever he’s in town, he goes to see her at the same time he’s looking for his siblings.

» Lucrecia Nair Rosales - witch / best friend - For the last 20 odd years, Lu has been Erik’s witch. He found her and helped her to learn and now she’s one of his most trusted friends.

& WANTED CONNECTIONS

» First Vampire He Intentionally Turned - This is the first person that Erik turned into a vampire intentionally. Frida was technically his first sire but he thought she had died. This time he saved someone on time. When he turned his emotions off after Frida, he did a lot of killing and pillaging and when they turned back on, he felt he had a lot of making up to do. He didn’t turn many people but one time he found this person bleeding out with no hope of survival except turning them. It like happened in the 1100s or later and the pair are still close to this day. [any gender]

�� Other Vampires He Have Turned - Erik has only turned some dozen people in his entire lifetime. After what had happened with Frida and his own disdain for the species, he didn’t want anyone to live with that curse. He only ever turned people who were dying and he believed they wanted to live. Some of them are grateful for it and some of them are not, some of them may harbour feelings for him or feel the sire bond more strongly, it’s completely up for discussion. [any gender]

» Rival / Enemies - Having an on and off relationship with his emotions, it’s not surprising that Erik has made many enemies over the years. Either because he killed a loved one, turned someone’s loved one, turned the person, or just generally did something that pissed them off, he is never short of enemies. [any gender]

[mpxposeidon]

Final Day of the Firetruck Wash!

On the final afternoon of the Firetruck wash, Fire Chief Poseidon stands on top of a truck with a clipboard in one hand and a megaphone in the other. He starts by listing the final donation total and tickets sold! Then he begins listing off the raffle winners and their partners to those in the area before sending out mass text messages to everyone!

Raffle Tickets Sold: 155

Final Donation Total: $210,100

#001 & #035 is Apollo & Inari!  #002 & #008 is Valentina & Eunbi! #003 & #115 is Lei King & Aphrodite! #004 & #141 is Sun Wukong & Psyche! #005 & #031 is Byulyi & Xiaolang!  #006 & #147 is Ara & Sekhmet! #007 & #090 is Oliv3r & Nathaniel!  #008 & #076 is Cabrakan & Krystal! #009 & #013 is Poseidon & Yixing! #010 & #095 is Lucas & Auralie! #011 & #131 is Jinseok & Phobetor! #012 & #104 is Ryujin & Blair!

**Surfing Lesson Winners - #065 is Set with Valentina & #051 is Camazotz with Poseidon!

Poseidon is gonna send out a mass text to everyone with their partner and a date to meet at Noona for dinner. However, depending on mun's choices you don’t have to have your date there you can get creative! Another note to keep in mind when plotting together - this can 100% be a platonic dinner! Hermes and Poseidon have provided a date location that is paid for but neither my muses or I will be offended if you choose otherwise!

Have fun plotting and I’m excited to see any potential threads you all come up with!

~Nyx ❤

[teufelbcy-arch]

LAYER 001 :    THE OUTSIDE.

NAME  :      Oliver Nathaniel Teufel.

EYE   COLOUR  :     Brown. 

HAIR   STYLE   /   COLOUR  :      Super curly brown hair. 

HEIGHT  :      6 feet 

CLOTHING   STYLE  :    Oliver usually wears some sort of skinny jeans (no matter what color), with a tshirt (band tshirts, plain tshirts, etc) with a plaid long sleeve shirt that matches the colors of his shirt, and then a jacket of some sorts (winter time but summer it’s usually just the plaid with the shirt). 

BEST   PHYSICAL   FEATURE  :      Mainly his smile and the mole on his upper lip.

LAYER 002 :    THE  INSIDE.

FEARS  :     Being forgotten, being alone, the dark (sometimes), and spiders.

GUILTY   PLEASURE  :     Working on a film. It’s in his blood.

BIGGEST   PET   PEEVE  :      People who fuck his last name up on purpose or call him “Devil Boy” (despite his tags having that lmao). He hates it or the constant askings of “Are you related to the Devil?” because of his last name. 

AMBITIONS   FOR   THE   FUTURE  :     Hopes to become the next biggest Director in Hollywood. Film is his passion along with music but mainly film and to get out of Englewood.  

LAYER 003 :   THOUGHTS.

FIRST   THOUGHTS   WAKING   UP  :    “I have to pee” 

WHAT   THEY   THINK   ABOUT   MOST  :     If his mother will ever leave him alone, if his depression and insecurities will ever leave him alone, and if the cult will ever leave him alone. 

WHAT   THEY   THINK   ABOUT   BEFORE   BED  :     What tomorrow will bring.

WHAT   THEY   THINK   THEIR   BEST   QUALITY   IS  :     Self doubt. Though, that’s not entirely true. He thinks his best quality is being able to read people. He’s never been good with it in the past but the older he’s gotten, the more he can read if someone is worth having around or not. 

LAYER 004 :    WHAT’S BETTER ?

SINGLE   OR   GROUP   DATES  :      Single, mostly but doesn’t mind group dates, depending who’s in the group date.

TO   BE   LOVED   OR   RESPECTED  :     To be loved, for sure. 

BEAUTY   OR   BRAINS  :     Brains has always been something to him. Oliver doesn’t mind looks, though brains catches him more. If you have the looks, then a total added bonus. 

DOGS   OR   CATS  :     He prefers dogs but he likes cats. 

LAYER 005 :    DO THEY…

LIE  :      Oliver has learned not to lie the older he’s gotten because any time he lies, his mother beats him. 

BELIEVE   IN   THEMSELVES  :     He doesn’t believe in himself. Never really has. His mother embedded that into his brain, that he’s worthless. 

BELIEVE   IN   LOVE  :      Before he met his wife ( @kingteufel ), he didn’t but now he does. 

WANT   SOMEONE  :      He only wants his wife, his fiance, and his boyfriend. (all on @kingteufel acct) 

LAYER 006 :    HAVE THEY EVER…

BEEN   ON   STAGE  :      Oliver has not. He’s never even been to a concert.

DONE   DRUGS  :      He’s never done anything harder than weed/marijuana.

CHANGED   WHO   THEY   WERE   TO   FIT   IN  :    He did in middle school but High school, he stopped caring. 

LAYER 007 :    FAVOURITES.

FAVOURITE   COLOURS  :     Black, Yellow, and Red.

FAVOURITE   ANIMAL  :      Ferrets and Bearded Dragons.

FAVOURITE   BOOK  :      He doesn’t really have any favorites, though he enjoyed some books from school like Kaffir Boy, Romeo and Juliet, and To Kill a Mockingbird. 

FAVOURITE   GAME  :      Probably Sorry. 

LAYER 008 :    AGE.

DAY   THEIR   NEXT   BIRTHDAY   WILL   BE  :      November 1st.

HOW   OLD   WILL   THEY   BE  :    19 years old. 

LAYER 010 :    FINISH THE SENTENCE.

I LOVE  :      Carleigh, Tripp, and Diem and Greg?? ( @kingteufel ) 

I FEEL  :      a lot of pain.

I HIDE  :      things easily.

I MISS  :      my dad.

I WISH  :     to be happy.

TAGGED   BY  :    STOLE FROM: @viicariously TAGGING  : Anyone who wants to do this, tbh.

[ottofinch]

      so so thrilled to be here with the figurehead, n i know it was a really tough decision for the admins so i just hope i can do him justice ! please find below everything i have thus far on otto ballantyne, the younger brother of nate, and a theatre and classics student who was arranged to be married to daisey. i’ve honestly been itching to play a character like otto for months, so i can’t wait to get my teeth stuck into him. please bombard me with discord messages for plots.

part one: ooc information 

nora, 23, she/her, gmt.

part two: the muse !

skeleton: the figurehead.

faceclaim: froy gutierrez  

otto horatio ballantyne. 

cisgender male.

twenty-one

theatre arts major, minoring in classics.

clubs: student government, mock trial, theatre.

apartment 004. 

part three: the skeleton !

      heavy is the head that wears the crown, though yours is the size of a tennis ball when you are born three weeks premature, barely formed enough to open your eyes. for those first few weeks all your parents knew were fear and love --- fear that you would leave them, love that you had made it through so much, hooked up to wires like a fish in a cryogenic tank. to them your heart that learned one day to beat of its own accord was a miracle. perhaps that’s why you became their golden boy.

      being born as a boy on the brink of death makes you invulnerable. you were achilles and the world couldn’t touch you for you were shielded from harm by a mother’s protective spell. should nathaniel lay so much as a finger on your skin, a voice would raise like the sound of a god from the veranda where she sat sipping her wine, play nice, boys! the sound of it thick with merlot. in every fight they took your side ; angel-headed creatures never lied. you soon learned that adults would believe anything if they liked you, that flattery will get you anywhere and to the well-trained mind, conversation was little more than a parlour game.

      you harboured your mother’s beauty, the softness of her voice, the firmness of her skin and light in the corners of her smile. of your father, they’d say you inherited his wit, though that was your own --- as was the golden hair that tousled your head, taken not from ambrose ballantyne but rather the bout of his three-week business trip to germany when your mother had bedded the gardener. if he knew, he never mentioned it. to believe such a fate would imply that he was not enough for her. though you noticed one day when you were nearing five and the sun was ripe on your freckle-flecked skin that the gardener had stopped coming at all. the grass, once shaven to its scalp, now grew to your knees.

      at school, you learned with porridge still clinging to your mouth that the way to win over your teachers was through your smile. yours was the kind of school where the christmas play was not the nativity but rather the story of the gods, and stardom came to you in the role of apollo, sun shining from your beaming face, a bright halo of hair around your head. this was the first time you noticed a coldness in nathaniel’s eyes as your father threw you over his shoulder and your mother drenched you in praise. a bout of food-poisoning on your brother’s part rendered the italian restaurant, visited in your honour, abandoned. you never did find out if he was faking.

      the room to his door remained shut after that and you learned to wile away your hours in the company of nannies and children from neighbouring castles, played at knights and rescued princesses from nearby dungeons, a tin-foil crown lopsided on your head. you learned to seek influence in the faces of those around you, how their eyes would widen as they hung like stalactites to your words. storyteller. prophet. riddler. prince. you cut your tongue into a well-kept sword and sparred with it thrice a day.

      by nine you had read all of dickens novels. by eleven, all of shakespeare’s comedies --- though you understood them as much as a cricket knows the meaning of the cosmos. still, it sounded rich and impressive when asked by aunties at dinner parties, what are you reading in school, otto? he finds the curriculum tiring, your mother would say, stroking a hand through your thick head of hair. otto’s just finished the merchant of venice. soon you grew to ignore your brother’s glowers at your back. your mother’s was the only smile you needed.

      in cap and blazer your mother would drop you off at school, gated and turreted, the kind that was the envy of poorer neighborhood wives. when you were young, you were sure the gifts that came your way were yours alone, though as you grew older, you learned to expect them in the same way the school expected cheques from your parents. they named them benefactors, you noticed one day, on the wooden plaques fixed to the common room walls. the same plaques you would one day notice their names engraved upon in the arching hallways of st. ettienne’s. acclaim was bought, not earned, and your success was littered with blood money.

      what’s a king without a kingdom? your father surely wanted you to inherit his, though it was not in law and corporal finance that you found yourself a castle, but rather upon the stage. when red curtains split, you found you could become anything with the power of your will --- boy, man, lion, snake, each of them wrung out by wordsmiths dead in their graves, a certain romance in the dusky smell of stage lights. when every eye in the room was focused on you --- that was when you felt most powerful. like a piece of art, you were something to be looked at and admired --- and perhaps in the absence of self-earned merit your vanity blossomed, for even if the trophies that lined your cabinets and the a-grades in columns on a sheet came from heavy pockets, your parents could never buy the sound of applause.

      actors are by nature volatile. though your facade was swifter than an arrow, backstage they would call you tempestuous, bigoted, vain. still, it never left the wings of the theatre. there was a kind of reverence surrounding you that words could not taper, godliness following you from school to college, a peer admired in the practice rooms of st. etienne where you poured over chekhov and ibsen but yearned to read sophocles and euripides. 

      you learned to pride yourself on your looks --- a sharpened jawline and a sharper tongue --- and found that people would do almost anything for a beautiful face. in the beginning, daisey was one so much. first colleagues, then friends, then a frequentor to the table in your families house. with arrogance carried in the curve of your brow, you only ever saw her as an accessory. that changed when let yourself stumble, brogues in a size that differed from your own kicked beneath your bed, a shirt with a larger neck size, pulled sheets, the smell of a foreign cologne.

       talk travelled. it wouldn’t do to have word of your deviance spread further than the ballantyne house. while your parents would claim they were forward-thinking, more lenient than their parents had been, there was a conservative priggishness to the way they’d brush such matters under the rug, your father scarcely able to meet your eye over the dinner table. soon after, the arrangement was set with you all but exalted from the plans until daisey had been informed. too late to back out, neither of you all that eager to be wed, though your families would coo when you fixed your hair or she, in keeping with the role, adjusted your tie. at first it amused you to play house with one such as daisey, but soon you grew listless. like a caged beast you felt suffocated by the falseness of it all. you’d leave the dinners held by your joint households and return bedraggled, smelling of whiskey and sex. you’re not sure daisey ever knew the reason why you couldn’t love her, though perhaps she suspected. at night, the names that would fall from your lips would never be hers. oliver. daniel. mason. rupert. charles.

 part four: the secret !

REDACTED. 

part five: the investigation !

         otto’s an extremely materialistic character who obtains pleasure through the things you can buy in life rather than that which comes to you by way of humble experience. he likes rolex watches, armani suits, louis vuitton travel bags, silk scarves imported from india. he likes to drink wine from decades gone by, where he can almost taste the funk of a victorian farmer hand pressing the grapes into a pulp, or to read a manuscript from the special collections section of the library that he knows has passed through hands which have gone on to achieve greatness. to otto, daisey was always an extension of this hedonistic, pleasure-seeking attitude --- she was something to be paraded like the equestrian trophies on his bookshelf, or his name on the honour roll. it’s not that he didn’t see her as a person --- he’s hardly a chauvinist, although it could easily be inferred from the disdain with which he talks to some women --- but rather that he saw her as someone ethereal and admirable and of high social standing who would elevate his social standing, by extension, were he to spend time with her. (this was such a convoluted sentence omg sorry)

         obviously, the engagement was not his choice. even the idea of it had never crossed his mind. he had never thought to marry -- marriage to otto was a tool used for financial gain --- and being already wealthy, he was content to live out his days as a bachelor. he would take lovers, of course, but it would be on his own terms without the involvement of the law. daisey was chosen as a match for otto because she was from a wealthy, well-liked family and the two had been friends since childhood. it seemed to their parents inevitable that they would marry, and so all that was left was the agreed arrangement between the families and the exchanging of rings. strictly speaking, if the marriage between otto and daisey had gone ahead, then daisey would have been nothing more than a trophy wife to otto. it would have been a miserable marriage for her, and he would have grown to resent her for it --- not resent her for the fact that he could never truly be free to love someone he wanted (for he still would) but resent her, and by extension his family, for taking the option to do that openly and publicly away from him. she would always be seen as the beard, the scorned lover, the cuckold, and it would dampen any future relationships he held with the stain of that upset. 

part six: optional !

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wanted plots !

a secret society that exists vaguely timelessly where everyone communicates with pretentious quotes 

people who grew up in ashmont and have known otto since childhood, and know of his family. he’s always been fairly popular and well-liked, because he’s got this way of winning people over that he worked out quite quickly.

people who he was friends with as a child but grew apart from when he was sent to private school / they view him as entitled now and the two no longer have much in common

someone who he regularly meets up with to practise his french, maybe they go for coffee or for lunch and they just spend the whole hour speaking french.

fellow thespians ! they could really admire n respect him or ??? actually think he’s overrated as an actor and type cast ??

someone who auditioned for the same role as him, but otto got it, and they’ve resented him for it ever since

sOmEoNe WhO hELpEd hIM BuRy ThE bODy hAha no but seriously anyone who could incriminate him or has something against him, for example, knowing he’s low-key closeted gay and wasn’t into daisey, and therefore has a motive

on the topic of that, [blink 182 vc] all the. gay things. otto’s pretty hedonistic, when he goes out he goes all out, it isn’t rare for him to wake up with a stranger in his bed, he’s thought by most of the student population to be charming and beautiful. i feel like while he’s not out, and almost keeps it a secret, he’s pretty secure in his sexuality??? like he’s always known he was gay, but he’s never felt the need to Come Out bcos its no one’s business what he’s into. 

hasn’t really dated anyone? at college, he tends to hook up with people in a vapid sort of way? so he wouldn’t rEALly have past relationships with boys unless it was..... incredibly quiet and on the DL, literally meeting up in the woods after school to read plato and play with each others hair. suddenly realised i want this. 

alternatively someone who he had a vapid, senseless hook up with and grew attached to :/ rude

literally anyone to go on expensive shopping sprees with him where he spends his monthly allowance on ridiculously priced cufflinks and pocket squares

unlikely friendships ?? with people he wouldn’t usually be drawn to ?? like, he very much sticks to his people, birds of a feather flock together, but ?? maybe he is friend with someone from a vastly different lifestyle??

people he knows on a very superficial and base level in the fact that their only interactions together involve doing coke off someone’s sink 

ples plot w me

[hardlygclden]

open to: lunara kaplan | @lukaplan​ location: before the ceremony 

Was he nervous? Nate swiped a hand across his forehead to ensure that the heat was just from standing in the sun all morning, but he’d retired in doors after a few rehearsals a long time ago. Notorious for his taste to slow down the world after he spun it like a top, Nathaniel was growing impatient for how quiet and quaint everything had been so far. 

“Why the hell isn’t the bar open?” He muttered, swatting away the flowers strung overhead to peer over the edge of the counter. A heavy sigh broke past his lips and tore apart the tight line Nathaniel had kept thus far. He couldn’t find any of his brothers, let alone Nicolette or Nancy who still lingered with some strings in her hand for control. The quiet of the venue was interrupted by a shout that ripped past Nathaniel’s lips, “Does anybody has a goddamn motherfucking lighter?”