#WW2 Era Vampires

[detectivenyx]

i googled 'summer shirts 2 metres of fabric' bc that's what i've got in that gingham from the last post and of course one of the first results is unflattering fugly shit from shein

and it made me flash back to a thrift shop along the trail to my uni and how even outside examining shirts where i couldn't tell which of the aussie department stores they came from? i fucking instantly recognised the 3-4 shein pieces i looked at.

it's all the same kind of shit; all reminiscent of a bad trend, all made of similar material that's just unpleasant in general. i will look at something on a rack and sometimes go 'oh. oh this is shein' and lo and behold on the inside i find their tags attached.

i know why it goes to thrift stores - so people who jumped on trends can feel like they did something better than just threw it away, but like. i don't buy shein from thrift stores because the quality is worse than dressing myself in actual garbage, old ladies who shop at thrift stores don't buy it because any woman over the age of 45 will be harassed and mocked if she dresses like a 2020s instabaddie, and women under 45 who don't care if the quality of their garments is actual garbage don't buy it because why buy the $10 shein from a thrift store in a colour you don't like when you can jump on their website and order it in a colour you do and in a closer size to your own for the same price.

shein doesn't get a second life through thrifting or swapping. you're better off saving for slow fashion pieces you like and cultivating your own style/s.

[avatarkcrra]

skylines in the Interview with the Vampire title cards

Season 1 (Dubai and early-1900s New Orleans)

Season 2, Episode 1 (Dubai and WW2-era Eastern Europe)

Season 2, Episodes 2-4 (Dubai and Paris)

Season 2, Episode 5 (Dubai and San Francisco)

Season 2, Episodes 6-7 (Dubai and Paris, again)

Season 2, Episode 8 (modern-day New Orleans)

[somethingsbehindyou]

~~ looking for new roleplay partners ~~

Hi everyone! I'm not new to roleplaying at all, but am looking to get back into it after a little break and hoping for some new writing partners. I only write on discord!

Sorry in advance for the long post:

I'm 25f and have been roleplaying for a looong time. Please be 21+ before interacting (I will be checking and blocking if not). My availability fluctuates, but I’ll keep you in the loop and I won’t leave you in the dark for weeks.

I've been having so much inspiration recently and am dying for some new roleplays. I'm a real sucker for writing deep and complex characters, and very much enjoy writing for the plot and character development as opposed to poorly written smut just for the sake of it. NSFW / romance isn’t required if it’s not something you vibe with, or if it fits in with the rp I'm happy to write smut, or fade to black, whatever you're more comfortable with.

I like writing MxF, and MxM. I prefer writing complex male characters, but have a handful of female muses I adore writing.

I love playing multiple characters in a rp, but you're welcome to play as many or few as you like. The guys I play are pretty well thought out, with lots of depth, background, emotion, and usually a bunch of trauma (please tell me any limits in advance). All I ask is your character is not dry and impossible to work with. If you present me with an overly subby character who's lacking personality, I’ll probably drop the rp, sorry.

I prefer quality over quantity. I can get carried away and write pages upon pages, but if you can only manage a couple of good paragraphs, that's fine with me. I'll try and match your length in replies as long as they're not one liners, please.

I have a special soft spot for horror roleplays, and roleplays which have a lot of plot more than a dry romance between two characters. I don’t like playing the villain / victim trope constantly. I’m not going to write a kidnapper to a cutesy innocent character, sorry. But apart from that I’m open to pretty much anything, so if you’ve got any plots you’d like to try out please let me know and I’m sure we can work something out together.

Very few dark themes are off limits with me, which can all be discussed through DMs, but at the same time I love soft and fluffy plots just as much so please don’t be afraid to ask for anything!

Here’s some tropes which have been nagging at my brain recently:

Cannibal family x prying detective (or something equivalent)

Apocalypse (zombies, plague, etc — I’ve got so many characters to play for this)

Your characters car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and he stumbles across a shitty looking motel, my character is the receptionist but he’s a morally grey ghost who was murdered in the motel 20 years ago

Haunted house (I’m thinking we play a family, one parent and one teen / kid each kinda vibe - or a group of friends on vacation)

Pirates

1960s catholic orphanage with lots of religious trauma

1950s criminal x good girl

Victorian era - I have a thieving conman character who would love to scam your character out of everything they own

Supernatural creatures: vampires / werewolves / sirens (mixed with small town vibes?)

WW2 - I’ve got a couple of injured soldiers to pair with a sweet lil nurse

1930s outlaws

Stripper x gang member

Killer x cop

I’m rambling on now, but I’m open to a lot and would love to hear any thoughts or ideas you have. This is my new account so please message me if you’re interested because I don’t want to get shadow banned, but if not leave a like and I’ll reach out as soon as I can, I might just be a bit slower.

If you’ve read this far, thank you! Please don’t hesitate to reach out with any questions or ideas or anything at all really. 🌸

[sapphire-weapon]

👻 monster symbolism anon here. That course sounds so cool!

That makes sense that they’re more homages. Like I didn’t entirely think the zombies represented anything but also sometimes coding or symbolism happens anyways. Sooo I figured that whether intentional or not, the zombies still end up representing the same fears they usually do.

But the bosses not having symbolism do make sense. I didn’t think there were any but horror is so steeped in it I thought I just must be missing it.

But the homage thing makes so much more sense considering Evelyn’s final form at the end of re7 is literally the final form of the demon in evil dead 2. It wasn’t even a subtle homage. I love that game because it’s basically an evil dead game. How did I forget that fact 😭

But as for eight I should replay that and look into the symbolism. My brain stops at classic horror archetypes.

We got Frankenstein, we got basically a ghost lady and a creepy doll, werewolves, the creature from the black lagoon, and a witch. Personally I like big lady Dracula and the three daughters, because technically speaking the three vampire ladies/the weird sisters, are never listed as his brides in the Dracula story. They’re just kinda there. And some people do actually think they’re his daughters or sisters. And then she gets to turn into a dragon because she lives in a castle and also Dracula kinda means son of the devil but also it can mean son of the dragon so really it all comes together. And then that’s where my brain stops.

Should have found a way to work a mummy and the phantom of the opera in there Capcom.

so i actually want to tag @friedesgreatscythe in this just because she knows a ton of japanese horror folklore, and the monsters in RE8 aren't just classic monsters.

the whole thing with the beneviento house probably was inspired by the history of japanese ghost marriages -- especially considering, you know. the doll is a bride.

i don't know a whole lot about it, but i do know that it is a thing LMAO to the best of my knowledge (and i could be wrong), this became a thing around the WW2 era when a lot of promised men went off to war and died. the marriage was still expected to happen to honor the promise to the family, but a doll would stand in for the bride in order to marry the deceased.

again, i'm not a super expert on this, and i really don't know RE8 well enough to go through a whole rundown of it in context, but. there's stuff at play in RE8 that goes way beyond classic monsters.

[wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee28374728]

Ok, so I just got done with House of Ashes, and this is my thoughts on the first 3

Spoilers under the cut for Man of Medan, Little Hope, and House of Ashes

So I was sorta disappointed by Man of Medan because there was no supernatural stuff at all even though that was the plot of the whole game. It is cool that it's based on the actual case of the SS Ourang Medan(really cool actual ghost ship story btw) and I also see some influence from the movie called Ghost Ship(not very good) and a little bit from JAWS. I was hoping at first that the game would be ww2 era about some ghost on the boat. Then I was kinda hoping they would be diving for the sunk ship and slowly running out of oxygen while being hunted by the ghost kid. But nope. Overall the ending was pretty disappointing that it was just a gas, but at the same time, a toxic gas is one accepted theory of what happened to the real ship. 6/10

Little hope also had a disappointing ending, hut one I like much better for being more satisfing and properly set up and within the theme. This one seems to be more inspired by Silent Hill than anything else. All 4 demons were cool, and I think read that you can get an alternate demon for Taylor depending on how her 60s doppelganger dies. I actually do think this one was good, but after there being nothing supernatural in Man of Medan either, it was a little more annoying than it would be otherwise. But this one was more thematically put together and coherent. I also see some inspiration from The Blair Witch Project, but not much. I haven't seen that many witch horror movies recently. 8/10

I like House of Ashes the best of all of them so far. The vampires were the coolest monster design so far, the most interesting and engaging character relationships. And of course, I'm glad the monsters are finally real. The temple wasn't as cool as the town of Little Hope, but the caverns full of green stuff were awesome. This one seems to be inspired by Aliens, both visually and plot inspiration. Thought that even before I found out they actually were aliens, but that was a better twist than the other two combined. The vampires also looked a bit like the monsters from A Quiet Place. 9/10

Will update when I finish The Devil in Me

[leitereads]

OC/WIP Tag Game!

Thank you so much to the lovelies @paeliae-occasionally, @drchenquill and @the-letterbox-archives (who actually created the tag game - it is such a fantastic idea) for tagging me!

Rules/Premise: Just open the floor for questions about your wips/ocs/creative process/etc.!

As I am writing this, I am embarking in a new creative journey, both by developing my own Vampire: the Masquerade (VtM) chronicle (a tabletop roleplaying game in which you participate in it as a vampire character) and by revamping my old WIPs into something I am truly passionate about. Also, I am developing a solo character for another similar tabletop roleplaying game (Vampire: the Requiem - Eugen Schulze), and it has taken a lot of my energy (in a good way) as of lately.

Therefore, the novel-focused WIPs are still being revamped/researched about, but I have no problem talking about what I have so far.

Seriously, ALL QUESTIONS ARE ALLOWED, from everyone. I'll answer anything and anyone hahah.

I sure will ask you all questions, since I am extremely interested in knowing more about your own WIPs/OCs as well, but for now I will be tagging @yourpenpaldee, @writelikethrollope and @noxxytocin! Thank you so much, and no pressure!

The Apocryphal Truth

I started writing this novel while I was still in high school, and the main character (Dr Edgar Frost) is someone who has been growing up with me. The premise of the WIP is based on Gnostic horror, and I play around with themes connected to memory, reality, consciousness, trauma and loss. It's set in the Victorian Era, and the characters are diverse, in almost everything. Some of the characters are the following ones:

Edgar Frost: an illegitimate son of a British earl, who is searching for a way of joining fragmented "minds", in order to reveal a higher truth. He is your brooding Sturm und Drang Byronic hero/anti-hero, with an angelic exterior, but ready to get his hands dirty if needed.

Cléo: A French-Egyptian orphan who ended up in custody of Edgar's father, suffering the same destiny as Edgar. She is a determined young woman, passionate about the arts, but also politics, and she was able to climb her way to the top through her cunning and leadership personality.

Jacques: French journalist who belonged to the French military and secret services of the time. He had his fair share of violence, and his hedonistic side took him to London, to spend the rest of his life away from the drama. Until he met Edgar, and now he stuck himself to that idiot.

The Immortal Emperor's Regicide

I don't have a lot of material regarding this WIP, because:

a) it is based on a tabletop narrative game as well, so part of the worldbuilding comes from there and,

b) this was originally a collective creative writing project, and I am no longer working with my writing partner, so all the characters they created don't exist anymore in this new version of the story, making it a complete new story.

But the overall premise is similar to the one of The Apocryphal Truth: Victorian-like setting, horror-fantasy oriented. Ghosts, lots of ghosts. Emotional (and blood) vampires. Eldritch Gods, etc.

Solo Character: Eugen Schulze

Dr Eugen Schulze is a vampire character made for a Vampire: the Requiem (VtR) chronicle narrated by a friend of mine. It is set in our current days, in Berlin. Eugen himself is an old vampire (from the 1910s) who was transformed at the end of WW2. He worked as a doctor and scientist, responsible for horrendous experiments associated with Germany's position on the war. Things didn't go as planned, and he stayed in torpor till the 90s/early 2000s, and during this time his ideologies changed (he now hates everyone). With a witty and sarcastic sense of humour, Eugen is someone extremely professional, and he is trying to reach apotheosis through his vampiric condition, by medical experimentation and by following Gnostic beliefs. He is also a great appreciator of goth and metal music.

[kaitlynn4628]

Blog 6 - Mythology, power of storytelling 

I remember the first time I heard Greek mythology and how some gods/goddesses ruled the world and had different stories to make sense of why there were natural disasters or how the world functioned. I remember one of the reasons why Posiden’s story about tsunamis and the only saving point in the whole city was the highest point in his temple, which the waves didn’t reach. The citizens at this time justified it being the sea god mad at them and wanting an offering. In reality, it was that there was a storm and the temple was on elevated land that so happened to be a place of worship. I remember learning about demystifying mythology using our current technology and knowledge, but for the people at the time, it was what they truly believed in to make sense of the world around them and the unnatural events in their lives. 

In the story “Greedy Choke Puppy” the different narration made me think about the different reasoning and point of view to justify why babies die, and the stigma around older women in Caribbean lore. The main character Jackie is greedy for male attention that she is not receiving anymore because she isn’t young and beautiful. It is revealed that she is a soucouyant, a vampire that sucks the blood from the young and the baby because she has this raging fire that can’t be put out. Her victim is this baby and the narrator interjects to say that babies during this time before more medical advancements would die young from different diseases but people would think because it was so unnatural the cause had to be spiritual and through other evil deities. This way of oral tradition and storytelling reminds me of stories passed down from my Filipino grandmother and the different creatures that she would tell me that would lurk around at night. She told me that she didn’t look out her back window at night because the souls that were trapped in the forest would coemotu and get her. In reality, it was her mother saying that because she lied through the Japanese invasion in WW2 and there was a prisoner of war encampment in the forest. These stories remind them that there is truth in this mythology and convey the bluffs of a people before us, and a different era of knowledge. I love my thinly and learning different stories because there is a lot of overlap in different mythologies around the world. 

[iincantatorum]

delia @ damian: “Maybe the real reason my mother was so controlling is because, deep down she would rather have me in her grasp than somehow lose me."

voxvulgi answered:  [continued from X]

"There is a fine line between love and destruction."

The words left Damian before he could even process them, as though they were a knee-jerk reaction. He looked at Delia immediately after, his eyes almost apologetic, but...his statement wasn't wrong. Some people loved their country so much, they destroyed it. Some loved their children so much, they smothered them. Damian hadn't been destroyed by someone loving him before, but he'd seen it happen time and time again.

"Forgive me if I overstep, but...her love must be about you, not about what she wants."

@voxvulgi​

Delia’s tenseness explains much of why she had been closed off and quiet for some time. She was experiencing trauma and had gone into shock and denial upon having to run away and being hunted by those who vanquished her parents. There was immense sorrow that she did not let herself process out of fear of thinking she may lose control. But after so long, she was talking about her mother and hearing Damian’s input made her immediately defensive.

“She has not destroyed me, it’s those mindlessly violent rebels! Don’t act like you know everything.” She protested, clearly displaying a misplaced anger towards Damian. But as soon as those words left her, she regretted them. Here was a man who saved her from those very monsters that plagued her nightmares, and yet she was being rude to him. Turning her back towards him, it felt as though she cannot bear having him look at her anymore. 

“I’m sorry I should not have yelled. I just- I miss her a lot. I don’t know why because I hated her for most of my life, and how she took my freedoms away so I would rebel and make her angrier, but in her anger I saw care. This isn’t... it’s not normal, is it Damian?” 

[crawlinginchaos]

Bullets flew overhead and explosions rocked the horizon as two young men darted across the once-green plains, now stained grey and red with the dust and blood of an occupied France battlefield. The corporal, lanky and gaunt with jet-black hair spilling out from under his helmet, slumped into a ditch, the mud splashing up against his pale skin as his comrade leapt down next to him. Shifting his tin hat over his copper dusting of a haircut, the private held his rifle close to his chest, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, attempting to drain away his anxiety against the deafening sounds of war. The corporal placed a hand on his shoulder, catching his attention. “We’re almost there. Once we’re back behind our lines we’ll be alright.” His west-coast drawl dripped with unnatural charisma, soothing the quaking Welsh teen. The boy slowly nodded his head, getting a better grip on his gun and letting out a light chuckle. “I’m never going to get used to you doing that!” He bellowed over the battlefield’s overwhelming noise. “What can I say, it’s a talent!” “That’s one way of putting it!” The two laughed for a moment before pushing their banter aside, sitting up and readying their guns. “You first, mister bulletproof!” The private called out, nudging his dark-eyed friend. The corporal chuckled, pushing the stock of his rifle into his shoulder. “Any chance we can rock-paper-scissors?” He replied, poking his head out over the ditch edge and yanking it back down with a smile on his face as a bullet whizzed past. “Oh, piss off!” The Welshman smirks and went first, scampering up onto the edge of the ditch and standing. Before the American could follow, the boy let out a sudden yelp, barely audible over the sound of bombs and gunfire; a thin red mist flared out into the air above them, and a splatter of light gore splashed across the ditch and mixed into the mud as he fall back into it. The corporal’s face fell into an open gasp, his eyes widening as he scampered to his friend’s side. The teenager grimaced, holding his hands over the slowly growing patch of red in his uniform. The older man grabbed onto his friend’s wrist, steeling himself against the sight of the blood and pushing aside any primal instincts. “Should’ve seen that coming, shouldn’t I?” The private chuckled, before letting out a hacking cough. He was already noticeably paler, the bullet wound sitting right across from his heart. The corporal flew into an analytical frenzy; it would’ve pierced his lung, and there was most certainly an exit wound leaking blood on the other side of his body. A medic wouldn’t be able to patch this up, especially not out here, and not during a full retreat. A pulsing vein in the boy’s neck caught his attention, and he ran his tongue along the points of his teeth as he made a split second decision, snatching his combat knife from his belt and running it along the palm of his own hand. Ignoring the pain, he moved to hold the cut up near his wounded friend’s mouth. His hand was stopped, however, the private snatching at his superior officer’s wrist and holding it away as he shook his head. “Drink. Please. I can’t get you home any other way.” The gaunt soldier pleaded, not fighting against the boy’s grip for fear of hurting him. The private took his other hand away from his wound and yanked something from around his neck, holding it in a closed fist. “I’ve listened to all your stories. I don’t quite like the idea of taking the long way around. I’d be awful at the whole immortal thing, anyways.” He opened his hand, revealing a small silver cross-shaped necklace, before tucking it into the corporal’s breast pocket. “Hold on to this for me. One day, when they finally bump you off, I’ll see you up at God’s house.” His soft Welsh trill fell shallow and gasping by the end, as he leant his head back and closed his eyes. The corporal didn’t say a word, simply letting his young friend’s grip loosen and fall away from his blood-leaking hand.

He let out a light, unnerving chuckle. Then another, and another, escalating until he was bellowing with unhinged laughter, eyes wide and tears streaming down his muddy cheeks. He violently grabbed at the tufts of copper hair sticking out from under the corpse’s helmet, yanking it aside and burying his face and teeth into the still-warm neck. He slurped and gulped and drained the private of what little blood he had left, the vampire’s body filled with renewed vigour at the satisfaction of a hunger he’d been resisting for a decade. He yanked his head back, not even bothering to open his jaw, and tore half of the dead boy’s throat out. His fingers reached for his rifle and closed around its handle, but the blood-fuelled immortal simply crushed the polished wood into splinters under his newfound, supernatural grip. Standing, he placed a foot onto the edge of the ditch, the bullets slamming into him barely making him flinch as his eyes grew wide and red, and his blood-splattered mouth grew into a vicious, scarlet grin.

When the allied forces cancelled their retreat and stormed the enemy lines the next morning, they faced little resistance. The axis forces that remained laid scattered and terrified amongst the bloodbath, responding to the sudden presence of British and American soldiers with either desperate violence or incoherent fear. From the babbling of those they took prisoner, they assumed the allies assumed they had been assaulted by a pack of wolves, or another animal of some sort. When the Nazi captives insisted that they had watched not an animal, but a man tear apart and devour their comrades, the Western soldiers laughed in denial.

No one man could have done something so violent.

[kurosstuff]

Resident evil: village spoilers-!

I started to think about this last night before I passed out

I've never seen anyone talk about it- unless it's Alcina for obvious reasons-

Do you think the lords just- stopped aging when they were giving the cadou?

Cause like Miranda is over 100 years old and just- stopped at the age when she got infect by the mold(from my knowledge and research she was giving powers of sorts from it before she turned it into what it is today- the Cadou)

I mean if this woman is technically immortal(unless killed as seen) then I wouldn't put it past her when she experimented on the Lords she made if where they stopped aging. Like how she might do if she had her daughter again- what she would 100% do since she'd do anything to get her back.

This is the same woman who trapped a village for her experiments- who better to try a possible permanent revive of her daughter then the people she's around? So yeah- miranda 100% if possible would make her daughter immortal like her- but testing it on possible candidates is safer obviously-

And then make it so she won't lose her again-

I mean take Alinca for example- she was born somewhere before 1914- she's forever 40(give or take) years old forever- and she won't die permanently unless it was from that knife-(kinda like how a stake in the heart kills vampires I think?)

Similar with Heisenberg- his dog tags he wears were from WW2 Era german dog tags- and it's possible he might be around 100 ish years old as well- maybe slighter older

Salvatore and Donna both from what I've read up and looked for are unknown exactly when they were given the Cadou(unless I missed something- if I did please tell me)

So either the Lords age slowly- or no longer age

Idk if any of this made sense- I wrote this out then passed out so yeah

[silentiumdrifter-blog]

This is a post about nazi vampires.

So. There’s a manga called “Hellsing”. And to explain what I am feeling at the moment I have to spoil a few things about its story, which I believe I ought to warn you about.

Not that it is likely to detract from your potential enjoyment of it (or the TV/OVA adaptations for that matter). I could wax on about how it is a beautiful metaphorical examination of the distinction between a human and a monster, and how one can be easily confused for the other. But it is also a story where Dracula wears a bitching red coat, carries two giant guns and fights against nazi vampires. There’s blood, violence, long speeches of heroes and villains, overpowered monsters and epic battles, low brow humour followed immediately by a serious and tragic rumination on the nature of destiny and loyalty, all presented with an absolutely straight face. It is all so deliciously trashy and I love it

But it is the vampire nazis that I would like to focus on for a bit. Not a sentence I was expecting to write, I’ll be honest, but here we are. In the story they are called “The last battalion”, remnants of the nazis who escaped to South America after World War II. They are led by the character who’s known only as “Major” and had been assigned by the order 666, signed by Hitler himself (I said it was trashy, didn’t I?) to lead the research on weaponisation of vampirism during World War II.

But it is not the story that matters here. What matters, is that despite the action taking place in modern day, with modern technologies, stealth planes and mobile phones, nazi vampires look exactly like you think they would. They wear the same grey uniforms and dark helmets, carry the same rifles with the same bayonets, and overall look as if they have just stepped out of the World War II propaganda poster, with even the grin with sharp fangs fitting quite well. Same is true for their commanders, who carry the same medals they carried half a century before, have the same hairstyles, probably the same glasses and canes. When these vampire nazis attack London, shouting about how they see "the lights of Europe”, they do so on blimps, literal WW2 era blimps. They are presented as if nothing has changed for them, only their bloodlust and cruelty reaching their logical conclusion and filling their maws with countless sharp teeth.

I understand artistically why they are presented in the same uniforms, carrying the same weapons and looking just like they did half a century earlier. But it still evokes the sense of their evil reaching such an absolute lack of temporal evolution, being so stuck in the past, that when they come back and wage war again, they drag their attributes from the past with them, dredging artefacts out of the dust and raising them once more. Everything they carry is half a century old, just as they are themselves. They are so absolutely detached from the present, that any change would simply feel anachronistic.

Yesterday I read an article about how Russian families are being notified of the death of their sons, who have joined, willingly or not, the Russian army, and were killed in Ukraine. They receive an official form, which gives the bearer the right to petition for pensions and discounts. Like the pensions and the discounts, these are forms from USSR, 1974. They are half a century old.

And this is not an isolated case. Russian soldiers have been complaining about the weapons and armour they were given, sharing the dates stamped on the dirty scraped metal surfaces. They have written about the stale rations, whose “best by” date has passed a long time ago. About a month ago Ukrainian soldiers published photos of the maps they had seized from captured Russian positions. Maps, that Russian commanders were using to invade Ukraine. Maps, dated 1969. They are half a century old.

Just as with the nazi vampires, I know and understand all the logical explanations, lack preparation leading to the use of whatever was on hand, sanctions making it difficult to print new forms, sudden breaks in the supply chain, and so on, an so forth. And yet. Just like the vampire zombies, standing in the narrow hallways of their ridiculous blimps, holding their old rifles and baring their fangs under the same old helmets, it feels so… appropriate. Of course the rifles are old, the maps are outdated and the rations are stale. They were all dredged up from the mouldy past, held by something that is so firmly rooted there, that any changes would just be anachronistic.

[volterran-wine]

𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 - 𝗗𝗮𝘆 𝟐𝟎: Heaven on Earth — Marcus

You are my Heaven on earth You are my last, my first ― Ave Maria, Beyonce

Summary: Turbulent times are ahead for all living things, and The Volturi finds themselves making difficult decisions. Marcus spends a solemn moment thinking about the state of the world, his coven and Didyme whilst seeking refuge in The Volturi's chapel.

Wordcount: 751 words

!Warnings!: Some Dark themes, mentions of WW2.

Authors note: Another piece firmly set within my worldbuilding, I know not everyone finds these as fascinating as I do; but there are some great character moments in these stories as well despite lacking Shipping and Self Inserts.

𝐄𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲

Volterra, 1938 AD

The air was stale as Marcus pushed open the double doors, a fine layer of dust swivelled about his feet as he pushed into the room. It was just as he remembered, though it looked worse for wear after many years of little to no upkeep. The chapel was silent, as it so often were these days; most would have found it unnerving. Marcus however revelled in the peace the room could provide him, every member of the coven knew better than to disturb him here. He only came to this place when he wanted to think about her.

He had made sure to bring a lighter, carefully lighting the one candle Marcus had carefully placed in the candle stand close by the pulpit. When he was satisfied with the flame's strength he had taken a seat, front row as usual. Tired eyes strayed to look up at the warm hues of the stained glass that flanked the alter on both sides, the moonlight casting a gentle glow through the windows. Marcus had always appreciated this place for its beauty, knew deep down that his dear Didyme would have found the architecture stunning as well. Tonight his mind was a whirlwind however, and thoughts of his departed wife were not the only ghosts that plagued him.

Him and his brothers had locked themselves in Aro's study for a week straight, or perhaps it had been months? Snow had fallen while they had been deep in discussions, well... Caius and Aro had entered a heated debate while Marcus had tried his best to play peacemaker as he so often had done over the last millennia. The Volturi had not made a habit of meddling in human affairs, had decided to let history run its course ― vampires simply would have to adapt alongside their mortal counterparts. But, something terrible had been brewing for years now. Whispers of vile ideologies had turned to screams, and they reverberated stronger than ever before. There was unrest, many feared that the human race had grown too careless; too violent. He had watched as Aro's zest for life had begun fading since the turn of the century; and not all of it could be blamed on Carlisle Cullens activities in America. Caius was anxious, more so than usual; as if he was prepared to head off to war any minute.

They were all at a loss for what to do, how could they prevent a species so hellbent on destroying itself from going extinct?

A hollow laugh escaped him, shaking his head before turning his attention towards the alter once more. In truth; it was ridiculous for Marcus even to be here. He had no relation to this God, nobody would hear his prayers; he was alone. The ones he had praised had been silent for years, never making their presence known to him since had had cursed them for letting tragedy befall Didyme.

Marcus watched as the single candle flickered, its warm presence faltering for a split second; but still willing to fight on. Somewhere else in the Palazzo he could hear his brothers reassuring their loved ones of the future, that there would be a place for them in this new era the humans insisted on ushering in. In a moment of weakness did Marcus break off a chunk of the wooden pew before hurling it at the candle stand. The entire thing came down in a chorus of metal caving in on itself, wood splintering all over the floor; it was dark once more.

There was no good in the world that he could reassure, Aro had taken that from him over two thousand years ago... and now time may be running out; his brother might never fulfil his promise. Didyme had been his purpose, the one thing that tethered him to this existence; his person reason for being a respected king. She had been his so called heaven on this earth, but her light had gone out so long ago now.

He let his face fall into his hands, resting his elbows upon his knees; eyes closed. Marcus thought of all the people that resided in their home; lovers, families, friends, comrades, soulmates. They had stood firm for centuries, never faltering in their mission to keep the world in a fine balance. But every empire has to fall...

In times like this, Marcus could swear he felt Didyme's warmth embrace him; urging him to hang on just a little longer.

𝐈𝐧 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠: This was supposed to be a "light" piece about Marcus grieving and thinking about Didyme during December, but it took a more serious turn when I settled on the date. I have wanted to write something more "historical" about The Volturi for a while, it is fascinating and very educational to place these vampires in different eras because you have the luxury to do so.

Getting into Marcus' head is something I have been looking forward to, and this is a good place to start. I have many opinions, theories and worldbuilding ideas for Marcus.

There are many hints in this piece to stories I am in the middle of writing and planning. For those who do not know; I intend to write a series of works over on AO3 that are set in my own worldbuilding about the rise of The Volturi and them through the ages; all ending in a post canon story I am very excited to write.

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The main leaker of alm release info that the pre-event ships are gonna be Avrora, Mikasa, Paimat Merkuria, and Vampire- at first it seems like an odd assortment, more Russians but the other two are a bit out there, then I thought maybe it was the Japanese Russian war, but I did some digging and while she debunks that idea Vampire was actually finished 1917 demishied 1933 so all of the boats are actually pre-ww2, now this could mean nothing as these don’t really set stuff in stone but an outlandish but just crazy enough theory me and the boys came up with was that for this event (and possibly events going forward but that’s mad copium) could possibly not be faction based anymore but be era based instead, visa vi ww2, ww1, Cold War, maybe even modern (huge massive copium I want Gerald ford class) this doesn’t actually say much I just wanted to get my thoughts out there and let you oomfies in on a little warm-up knowledge

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This Month in History - July

There’s quite a few landmark pop culture anniversaries this month:

July 1, 1997: OK Computer released in the U.S.

In July 1997, Radiohead’s third album and magnum opus was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 25th OK Computer!

July 11, 1972: Super Fly soundtrack released

In July 1972, Curtis Mayfield’s phenomenal soundtrack to the movie Super Fly was released. The movie itself is good, but the soundtrack is a classic! Mayfield was firing on all cylinders with his brand of soul and funk. I have my copy on vinyl. Happy 50th Super Fly soundtrack!

July 12, 2002: Road to Perdition opens

In July 2002, Sam Mendes’ crime saga was released. I can’t believe that no one ever talks about this movie. Between Paul Newman’s late career best, the breathtaking cinematography and the depression-era production design, this was one for the ages. Happy 20th RTP!

July 15, 1997: ...The Dandy Warhols Come Down released

In July 1997, The Dandy Warhols magnum opus was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 25 TDWCD!

July 16, 2002: Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots released

In July 2002, The Flaming Lips’ greatest album was released. I was a casual listener in the 90s and dug some of their stuff, but in 2002, my friend had this album and was heavy into it, so I heard it a lot when he brought it into work. I went with that same friend to see Beck and The Flaming Lips at the Beacon Theatre in NYC on Halloween 2002. Flaming Lips opened, then Beck was acoustic, and then Flaming Lips were his backing band! What a show. Some consider it a concept album, and whether it is or if its just a few songs, it is a definite mood album about dystopia and pondering about one’s mortality. Happy 20th YBTPR!

July 17, 1987: Robocop opens

In July 1987, one of the greatest sci-fi movies of the 80s was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 35 Robocop!

July 19, 2007: Mad Men premieres

In July 2007, Mad Men premiered on AMC TV. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 15 Mad Men!

July 20, 2012: The Dark Knight Rises opens

In July 2012, the third film in Christopher Nolan’s Batman trilogy was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 10 TDKR!

July 21, 1987: Appetite for Destruction released

In July 1987, Guns N’ Roses’ debut album was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 35 AFD!

July 21, 2017: Dunkirk opens

In July 2017, Christopher Nolan’s WW2 epic was released! There’s a few Nolan films celebrating anniversaries this month. This one, I saw in 70mm at Coolidge Corner and from the minute it starts till it ends, you forget to breathe! Nolan’s ambition, innovative storytelling, and skill with actors is all on full display in this World War II epic! I have it on blu-ray. Happy 5 Dunkirk!

July 22, 1987: Summer School opens

In July 1987, one of my favorite Summer comedies of the 80s was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 35 Summer School!

July 28, 2017: Everything Now released

In July 2017, Arcade Fire’s fifth album was released. It was such a polarizing album. The haters emphatically hated it. I guess I’m alone, but I thought Arcade Fire made an impressive artistic statement about living in the digital age! It was a more dance-oriented album, but had some powerful songs on it. I named it my #2 Album of 2017 and my #17 Album of the 2010s. It has accompanied me on many a car trip. Happy 5 Everything Now!

July 30, 1972: Deliverance opens

In July 1972, one of my favorite 70s ensembles was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 50th Deliverance!

July 30, 1982: Night Shift opens

In July 1982, Ron Howard’s greatest film was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 40th Night Shift!

July 30, 2002: The Rising released

In July 2002, Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band reunited for The Boss’s response to 9/11. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 20th The Rising!

July 31, 1992: Buffy the Vampire Slayer opens

In July 1992, the original pre-TV series movie of Buffy was released. Here is my piece I wrote in 2017. Happy 30th BTVS!

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Writer’s Spotlight | myoxisbroken

Happy hump day, peeps!  This week’s spotlight is the queen of a historical fic, AU or canon.  The maven of food porn in a fic. And the reigning champ of teasing me with smut @myoxisbroken​ !  Let’s dive in!!

The Basics

MASTERLIST HERE

Any other names you want people to call you?

Miss Ox, myox, whatever you feel like!

How long have you been writing fic?

2 years.

What fandoms and/ships do you write?

MCU (Loki, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes), other Tom Hiddleston characters (Pine, Conrad, Sharpe, Buxton, Nicholls, Plumptre, and ever-growing), and just branching out into Pedro Pascal with The Mandalorian; I also have a few Doctor Who fics in my Masterlist (Ten/Donna Noble)

How did you get started writing fic?

I was reading a ton of Doctor Who fic and enjoying the Doctor/River Song stories. Then I rewatched DW season 4 and was so depressed about Donna's ending that I immediately watched the David Tennant/Catherine Tate version of Much Ado About Nothing. And then I started to ship the Tenth Doctor and Donna.

So I read a bunch of their fic and thought, "You know what would be awesome? If someone wrote a WW2 AU where Donna's a single mother and the Doctor is an injured fighter pilot that she takes in as a boarder." And then I started to get snippets of dialogue in my head, and ideas for scenes, and I wondered if I might be able to write a story myself. I hadn't written anything in years, but I decided to give it a try. And a few months later, I had my first story completed, a 14-chapter Doctor Who AU.

 After that, I had the writing bug and I haven't been able to stop coming up with ideas and working to put them into words!

Story Recommendations

Which of your stories are your favorite?

It is honestly so hard to choose. I'm only going to choose completed works, because I always love the WIPs I'm working on. So, let's see: You Bring Me Home is one of them, because it was so fun to just jump into a sexy vacation romp with some playful kink exploration for James Conrad (Kong: Skull Island). With Brooding Wings was my first attempt at a vampire story using multiple Tom Hiddleston characters, and I really enjoyed playing with the dynamics of different personalities and settings in that world. 

 In A Restless World Like This Is is another, because I had such a great time writing a fluffy love story for Steve Rogers and an older OFC. It started as a spite project because of someone's objections to older characters and turned into such a lovely experience. It was one of the easiest I've ever written in terms of how quickly it flowed from my brain through my fingers. I'd loved writing for Loki (An Excellent Suggestion was my first Loki story, and my first time writing smut) and for Bucky (We Are All Victims of Physics Sometimes was my first dip into capturing Bucky's quiet reserve and depth of emotion).

I honestly could go on and on about stories but would only sound more conceited.

Which story are you most proud of?

I think A Pursuit of the Heart. It was my first time writing in the Regency/Georgian era, and I did a TON of research for it. It was also my first novel-length story, and I didn't even know if I could take on something that big or write a historical romance convincingly, in a way that felt era-appropriate and true. I was so proud of the finished product.

Which of your stories do you think is the most underrated?

Let Your Heart Be Light, a Bucky/OFC story with a Christmas theme - its companion piece, Kissing The New Year In, also didn't get much traction. But I loved writing them!

Someone is new to reading your stories, which story/stories should they read first?

It depends on what actors and characters they like, really, as well as if they like smut or fluff or both. For a smutty one-shot, I'd recommend An Excellent Suggestion (which has a one-shot sequel). For a swoonier longer fic with smut, I'd recommend either You Bring Me Home or my fake relationship Steve Rogers fic The One Thing You Can't See. 

For fluff, An Unforeseen Outcome is a Loki one-shot with both fluff and a little emotional hurt/comfort. Interestingly, I've written more not-smut fluff for Loki than for any other character. I think I just want him to find connection and love and acceptance so much. 

And if you are a fan of historical romance, I'd recommend either my Thomas Sharpe AU A Compromising Situation, or if you like your fics with a healthy dose of angst, Beside Us When Beauty Brightens, my William Buxton (Return to Cranford) story about what happens after he loses Peggy.

Which Story did you do the most research for?

A Pursuit of the Heart, since it was my first one set in the Georgian era and I had a lot of catching up to do! I research for most of my stories, and definitely for my multi-chapter stories. Even if they're contemporary, I still look up resorts, locations, restaurants and local foods, things to do, etc. I can't help it. It's like I'm addicted to research.

Which Story was the easiest to write?

For a multi-chapter fic, In A Restless World Like This Is. For a one-shot, probably my Loki Christmas fluff All I Want For Christmas Is You.

The Writing Process

What is your favorite part of writing?

When a scene I've had in my head just flies out of my fingers and onto the page, and I can read it back and think, "YES! That's just how I wanted it!"

What is your least favorite part?

When my brain is too scattered and unfocused to actually allow me to do any writing.

Describe your style in 1 to 2 sentences.

Well-researched stories that use the information to make you feel like you're there and that incorporate sweetness into even the smuttiest scenario. Also, food porn, and porn porn.

Who are some of your writing idols and/or influences?

For published novels, Mary Balogh and Sabrina Jeffries are two of my favorite historical romance writers, and I think that reading them has helped to make my writing better. In terms of fic authors (some of whom are also published), @nildespirandum​ and @caffiend-queen were two of the first I read in the Tom/Loki fandom and their excellent quality and intriguing plots are an inspiration, even if I will never be able to write plots as twisty as theirs. Also, reading @yespolkadotkitty​'s stories helped me push myself to get better at setting scenes and at incorporating the various senses into stories, because she is so good at both of those things and so much else.

What programs do you use to write and/or edit?

I use Google Docs. I have also been dancing around buying Scrivener for an original novel I plan to write and shop around, so I'll be doing that soon.

Are you a plotter or a pantser?

Plotter, for sure. My brain would implode if I tried to pants my stories.

Do you write RPF or not?

I have a few chapters of a Tom Hiddleston RPF in draft form but haven't proceeded with it. I'd kind of like to write a Pedro Pascal RPF one-shot. I love reading RPF but feel odd about writing it for some reason.

Who is your favorite character to write and why?

Again with the tough questions! It might be Loki, because he is such a chameleon and there are so many hidden depths to him. I really want to write some multi-chapter Loki stories, because so far I have done one-shots and one 3-chapter short fic. I'd like to explore a longer character arc for him.

What do you think are your writing strengths?

Authenticity because of my research, realistically depicting emotions, and writing in a style that feels genuine to the setting and era.

What do you struggle with?

PLOT. I do think that there is plenty of room for all kinds of stories, and I like to tell stories about relationships. But I would like to get better at adding outside conflict and other types of plot to my stories.

Favorite Trope?

It's so hard to choose between There Was Only One Bed and Fake Relationship. I think those are my top two.

What is the best piece of writing advice you have heard?

Write something. Anything. Even if you think it's crap, get your first draft done, because you can always go back and rewrite something that's bad and make it better. Also, if you're stuck on your WIP, write something else - a piece of another story or one-shot, a description of something you saw, a character profile, a bit of personal journaling. Keep writing and don't let a temporary roadblock turn into a long-term one.

What would you say to a new fanfic writer starting out?

It's hard when something you wrote doesn't get a lot of attention, especially when you love it. We share stories in the hopes that other people will discover and enjoy them, but you have to at least partly do it for your own satisfaction, or it will get pretty discouraging if the likes/kudos, comments, and reblogs just don't happen.

What is a random bit of research you have not managed to work into a fic yet?

Ladies' drawers (underwear) were not commonly worn until the mid-1800s. They were thought to be gentlemen's garments and it was thus vulgar for a lady to wear them. Yes, ladies of the Georgian (incl. Regency) era were generally commando beneath their skirts, petticoats, and shifts. But that was still a lot of layers.

Any goals or WIPs you want to share?

My goal is to write an original novel (series) set during the Napoleonic Wars. My hope is to get it researched, written, and put in final draft form so that I can send query letters out before the end of 2021.

This or That

Fluff or Angst

Fluff AND Smut

Reader Insert or  OC

Canon Divergent or AU

Pepsi or Coke (Neither: Cherry Coke Zero)

Coffee or Tea (Neither: Cocoa)

Sweet AND Savory

And that is it, until next week, remember to check out the masterlist here.  And your new fav fic is just around the corner!  Until next time, toodles!

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Delena Fic Rec:

This is the hardest thing I’ve ever posted here lol.

Forever Mine: The night Damon Salvatore met Elena Gilbert changed the course of their destinies forever. But just as the future made itself known, the past caught up with them to destroy it all. Together on the run, Damon finds himself falling for this girl. Hard. But, Damon Salvatore doesn't love and he won't let her change that. No matter how much his soul...his body begs him to give in.

A Woman’s Worth:  AH/AU–Love hurts. This story takes on a literal meaning when Elena is a victim of abuse by her boyfriend. A journey of the silent sufferings of a girl with no one to turn to and unwilling to ask for help. Enters Damon, a social worker determined to rescue a damsel in distress and falling for her along the way. What is he willing to sacrifice in the end to save a girl he loves?

Tomorrow:  Will you be there beside me if the world falls apart? And will all of our moments remain in your heart? Will you be there to guide me all the way through? I wonder will you walk by my side and follow my dreams? With the Nazi reign of terror at its zenith, Damon and Elena form an unlikely friendship in WW2 era Czechoslovakia.

Where the Fireflies Dance: Elena just wants to forget. She moved away for college, and is trying to make a life for herself, when her roommate invites her to her family's ranch for a summer that could change Elena's life. Damon Salvatore is a flirt. But the only girl he's ever really loved is the daughter he's fighting for custody of. Then his sister brings home a friend for summer and everything changes.

Addictions:  When Elenas' life has been consumed by addictions, can anyone save her?- OOC,AU. *WARNING* Story contains strong language, substance abuse, graphic smut/lemons. For mature audiences only. Consider yourself warned.

Breaking Point: Elena wants to learn to fight compulsion. Damon's all-too willing to help, but will either of them be able to deal with the consequences?

Crying Lightening:  "I should have helped her. I should have done something. I deserve this. I deserve to die" - Damon is an 18 year old troubled lost soul with a bad reputation and Elena a 17 year old popular high school student who thought she had everything she ever wanted, that is until she got to know the eldest Salvatore and realizes that life is about more than being crowned Prom Queen! AU R&R

Casually Cruel:  AU/AH/ 'You're different, not the guy I used to know' -Maybe you never really knew me- 'Yes I did'. She knew the depths of his soul, loved and accepted every part of him. Now he's lost and he doesn't think she can find him and she's not sure she wants to.

Someone Like You: You fall in love, get married, fall in love again, get your heart broken. What if it got broken by a heart surgeon that never came back to fix it? Damon/ Elena - AU/AH

Echoes of the past:  Each of us has a past that shapes and defines us. Some pasts are filled with pain and heartache. Can Damon and Elena overcome their pasts to allow themselves a chance at happiness? Or will things from their past resurface to destroy their future? AU/AH Complete!

Forbidden Fruit:  Damon is friends with Grayson Gilbert. When he meets his daughter Elena, sparks fly. Considering the age difference and the fact that she is his friend's daughter, he tries to fight the pull every step of the way. Will he succeed in keeping her at bay?

Held Captive:  My favorite one shot I wrote last year, Re Published into a mini short story. Damon, a notorious War Lord captured the lovely, innocent Elena as part of his war games but things are not as simple as he'd thought. Set in medieval times.

I’d Kill Us Both:  AU/AH For years, Elena has been married to Stefan, but in love with his older brother, Damon, who left for the Marines shortly after the wedding. But now he's back, and not hiding his feelings. Will they finally have the chance to be together? And what if someone from Damon's military past followed him back home, putting them all in danger? Is love worth the risk?

Hopeless:  AU. AH. Elena has found that she likes her older sister Katherine's best friend Damon a lot more than she should. Little does she know he likes her more than he should too. Through the years things start to change between them, but if anyone found out they'd be in big trouble.

A Gentleman’s Agreement:  Possible S4 idea. VampElena has shut herself away from most of her friends, and the Salvatore brothers are at a loss over what to do. She is in for seduction and romance she never saw coming, but sooner or later a choice must be made. COMPLETED.

How Never Became Forever:  Elena's established rules and guidelines for her relationships. She knows how to stay emotionally detached and when to cut the cord. But then she meets Damon, who could potentially change everything. AU. AH.

Kiss Me, Break My Heart:  Elena Gilbert has been in love with her best friend Damon Salvatore for years, but when he asks her to help him win back the woman of his dreams, Elena decides she's had enough. Now Elena wants to move on, but Damon's not making it easy on her. AU/AH

Pretend You Love Me:  While their marriage is falling apart, Damon and Elena must learn to get past their demons or lose each other forever. AH/AU. Officially issuing an angst warning.

Auto In:  AU/AH /Life is wonderfully uncomplicated for Damon Salvatore. Take accident claims as a call center rep by day, charm his way into a new bed each night. Go to work, drink with friends, sex. Simple and straightforward and fun. Until a coworker, Elena Gilbert, makes him question whether some things are worth changing for. But is he the only one who needs to let go of a previous life?

Locked In a Loveless Marriage:  When Elena asks Damon Salvatore for a loan, he agrees on the condition that she marries him. What happens when she finds herself falling in love with a man who has told her he will never love her? AU. All human.

A Hymn For The Broken: AU Elena is a novelty. The only female werewolf to ever exist. She tries to stray away from the past, that turned her into a monster, but a string of grisly murders threaten, and she is called back home. Once reconnected with the Pack, and an old flame, Elena finds herself torn between two worlds. The normal life she'd made for herself, and the call of the wolf inside.

Physical Attraction, Chemical Reaction:  It all started with a night of hot sex. Where things could go from there to Elena and Damon? Could they fall for each other although they don't believe in love anymore? AU/AH

Never Break the Rules:  Handsome and tough, he had always done what needed to be done. He was supposed to be her knight in shining armour. He just never expected to be the one who needed to be saved… Ignoring swarming butterflies. Brushing off skipped heartbeats. Settling on lingering stares. Rules were never meant to be broken. What if there was a love that could break all the rules?

Love Lessons:  New to Mystic Falls High, Damon Salvatore is both excited and horrified to find he is falling in love with his student, Elena Gilbert. But what happens when they overstep the boundaries, and their friends and enemies discover their illicit secret?

Death is Just a Feeling:  "This life will be good and beautiful but not without heartbreak. In death comes peace, but pain is the cost of living. Like love, it's how we know we're alive." – Elena Gilbert ***HAPPY BIRTHDAY Short on words***

The End of Paralysis:  Enter Elena Gilbert, 24, hardworking, lovely, and insatiably in love with her long time best friend, Damon Salvatore. Can she make him see that they belong together? Delena. AH/AU.

Lucky 13:  AU/AH: Mistaken for a glamorous, selfish woman named Katherine Salvatore, the badly injured Elena finds that plastic surgery has given her Katherine's face, the famos Damon Salatore for a husband and a powerful dynasty for in-laws.

It’s A Boy Girl Thing:  Based off the movie with the same name, an ancient curse is awakened and cast upon Elena and Damon. The results cause them to switch bodies, waking the next day in the body of not only the opposite sex, but the last person they ever wanted to switch bodies with. A hilarious battle of the sexes ensues, but eventually they wonder if they'll ever get their own body back. ALL HUMAN D/E

Somebody I Used To Know:  Grieving the sudden death of their parents, Damon and Elena are forced to face their past choices and mistakes. Take a wild a journey through 20 years of their lives...together, apart and everything in between.

Sweet and Sexy Mistakes:  An expert on the dynamics between men and women, Damon Salvatore knows his uptight new publicist could use his help getting a date. The only problem is, the more time he spends with her, the more he realizes he doesn't want her dating anyone but him!

To Save A Sinner:  AU/AH: Damon Salvatore, the new star swimmer and transfer student at MFU, befriends the dark and mysterious Elena Gilbert, a girl the rest of Mystic Falls considers crazy. When he discovers the deep, haunting secrets she keeps from the world, can he handle the truth or will it cost him his heart and even possibly, his sanity?

Through The Ghost:  Damon, a carefree soldier & Elena, a no-nonsense physical therapist at an Army base met under ordinary circumstances. Stuck between attraction and resistance, they struggled to define their relationship until fate made the decision for them. 4 years later a heartbroken Elena battles to make good on a promise when she discovers nothing but the shell of the only man she's ever loved.

Maybe Less, Maybe a Little More:  Vampire Damon and Human Elena meet in a snowstorm. He wants to kill her and she is instantly attracted to him. What will happen over the next ten years? Fic for the A2A x-mas exchange. Non-canon, Oneshot, Delena endgame, rated M for sexual content and some gore. ENJOY THE DRAMA MYLOVES! :D

Do You Believe In Angels:  "Damon?" She asked. He looked at her, waiting. She took a shaky breath, "Do you believe in angels?" "No," he said, "Not anymore." . . AH/AU: Two children with tragic pasts meet at a refuge. Hurt and alone, they clinge to each other to survive. This is their story, and everyone involved along the way.

Alcohol:  Damon's drunk and she looks like Katherine. Elena's drunk and he smells like Stefan.

Memory Serves:  Elena accidentally asks for her soul mate. What happens when magic delivers 1864 Human Damon? How will the Vampire Salvatore brothers deal? Vampire Damon is tortured by intimate memories of Elena. He feels so close yet far away from her. AU1x14 - COMPLETE -

Desperate Love:  A whole different version of Season 4, without sire bonds or dead brothers. A meditation on the nature of love, free will and morality in an imperfect world, through: suspense, romance, steam, angst, and friendship. Tons of Delena as well as Stefan/Caroline/Klaus, Jeremy and Ric, too. Lemons!

The Valentine’s Day Corruption of Damon Salvatore:  This is my fic in response to the prompt by Ciara 2531 for the A2A Valentine Exchange on Live Journal. As always, it's rated M for a reason...

The Best Man: Damon and Elena meet at a wedding, which ends hotter than anyone would have thought.

Insanity Is Beautiful:  They called him crazy, insane even. People feared him and avoided him at any cost, even in the asylum. So what is Dr. Elena Gilbert supposed to do when she not only takes this insane monster as a patient, but falls in love with him, and him with her? (this one is only this low on the list because it’s incomplete)