#c: natalia

[fly-musings]

closed starter - @pavlcva

local: campos de morango.

"Pelo amor dos Deuses Natalia, tira isso de perto de mim!" O grito apavorado, os olhos arregalados... tudo facilmente seria interposto em uma cena de combate no submundo. Mas era muito pior do que isso. Era somente o filho de Thanatos e uma abelha imensa pousada em seu ombro. Óbvio, o fator de risco surgiu justamente pela grave alergia que o semideus possuía das picadas do inseto. "Eu vou morrer! EU TENHO CERTEZA QUE VOU MORRER!" A respiração se tornou cada vez mais ruidosa. "Eu não posso morrer solteiro, Natalia!" O desespero era tamanho que sequer notou que o inseto já tinha voado para longe.

[aidankeef]

Closed starter - @pavlcva

local: riacho de zéfiro

Sua paciência —inexistente— já tinha se desfeito nessa altura da tarde. Entre os ruídos dos cascalhos e as falas de Natalia, respirava fundo e apertava os punhos repleto de ira. "A questão é: qual o nome desse imbecil?" A pergunta, em um tom de voz ríspido, era um chamado para a guerra. Natalia discorria sobre um suposto empurrão que havia levado de um semideus desconhecido, empurrão que acarretou na derrubada de seu almoço e um leve desconforto na semideusa. Aidan soube do ocorrido horas após o acontecimento e aquilo era imperdoável, assim como a agressão. "Primeiro você apanha e depois você demora um século pra me contar? Eu não sei se grito com você ou com ele. Até um espantalho seria mais rápido que você na hora de me procurar, Natalia!"

[darling-dearest-emi]

As Only Sisters Could

Zehra hadn't taken Emilia home, or even to the Italian seethe's home just yet. At Emilia's insistence, the two had taken a prolonged detour for her to calm down. Or, more accurately scream her frustrations and pain in Italian and French into the frigid night's air. And Zehra waited with her, silently, patiently. With only a brief text sent to Luciana to stay with the Italians for the time being, as she guessed they would be headed there. But then her focus fell only on Emilia, because it wasn't the sort of state she would ever leave someone in alone. And a near two hours later, Emilia finally settled into her own sort of silence, nodding to Zehra as the two began their walk to the Italian seethe's home, to Stefan's home.

Luciana had been watching for them, waiting with some of the Italian seethe in the sitting room so that she could look out of the window towards the front path. So she'd practically bolted up from her spot to open the front door as they arrived. Emilia was still covered in blood, although some of it seemed to have been diluted/spread by the falling snow melting into her dress. But none of it seemed to be her own, bar a faint bite on her wrist. Likely not fully healed for sake of her not having fed again, but not bleeding any longer either. In any case, it didn't stop Luciana from wrapping her arm around Emi and ushering her inside. "Thank you, Zehra," she said to the master vampire.

Zehra waved off the thanks, her gaze falling to meet Emilia's again. "Call me if you need anything. Yes?" And upon seeing Emi nod, she finally turned away to leave, shutting the door behind her.

Luciana could feel it--even beyond a physical sense with the subtle shaking Emi still was doing--that her sister was holding on by a thread. And for Emi... well, that meant that something terrible had happened to shake her so. But she didn't pry.

Emilia let Luciana lead her through the house, finally ending up at the door to Natalia and Isambard's room. Luciana reached up to knock, waiting for a reply before she opened the door. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but..." She glanced from the pair back at Emilia, who was mostly covered by the door frame from where she stood. But they'd be able to smell the blood, to be sure. "I think we ought to get her cleaned up," Luciana added, tucking a piece of Emi's hair behind her ear.

Isambard didn't object--not that he would have done. Instead he offered his help. Luciana spoke up at that, asking for something for Emilia to eat so that she could heal up the rest of the way. And he set off on the alotted task, thankfully.

Nat gestured towards the ensuite bathroom. Emilia may not have been herself, but Natalia and Luciana knew better than to infantalize her by trying to help her bathe--because that's how she would see it, even in such a state. In that time, Natalia picked out clothes for Emilia to change into, and Luciana forced herself to sit down, although the busy body in her didn't much enjoy it. So when Isambard returned with the glass of blood Natalia was actually the one to greet him and take the cup. "Thank you, amore mio," she replied with a gentle kiss to accompany her words. Luciana still offered him an apologetic look from her spot sitting at the vanity as he excused himself and shut the door again.

It wasn't long before Emilia opened the door a crack, taking the offered clothes from Natalia to dress herself before she joined her sisters in the bedroom again. They sat on either side of her on the bed, with Luciana gently prompting her to drink at least some of the blood. And thankfully she didn't try to fight that, rather drinking until she watched the last marks on her wrist fade away.

Only then did she speak. Walking them through the details of what had happened since they left. Sage's blood lust, Andre's betrayals, Enzo's near death, Wulfe and Magnus' involvement, and Stefan still managing tenderness towards her even despite how it had all begun.

"Is Andre right? Have I been selfish with Enzo? Careless with his life?" Emi asked, her voice barely above a whisper now. "Because it was my fault, wasn't it? I argued with Stefan, so he fought him for my sake. And Andre and Sage wouldn't have gotten involved if that hadn't happened. Sage wouldn't have..." She shook her head, her chin wobbling a bit with the threat of bursting into tears again.

Natalia spoke up first. "But you both got involved for my sake, so surely--"

Luciana cut her off. "Don't you start blaming yourself either, ma petite souris. You both cannot hold other people's conscious decisions on your shoulders. Because they still chose to be involved, regardless of reasoning, they made their beds. Do not allow that to prey onto your thoughts," she reasoned.

"He almost died because of me..." Emilia said softly, looking up at Luciana with a wounded expression. "You can't deny that. Nobody could." She wiped away the few tears that had already begun to escape down her cheeks. "Enzo's life does belong to me. He made it so, and I... I wouldn't forgive myself if tonight had cost that."

"But it didn't," Natalia reminded, taking Emi's hand. "You said Magnus healed him. Stefan fed him. He's alright, Emilia."

"We all are. And that's what matters," Luciana agreed, taking Emi's other hand and offering her a small smile. "Why is it still troubling you so, ma crevette?"

Emilia looked between her sisters, shaking her head again as tears now seemed to barrel down her cheeks. "I couldn't lose him. I couldn't dream of a world where he didn't exist. Where I couldn't..." She choked on a sob, curling in on herself a bit. And Natalia and Luciana each wrapped their arms around her in response, holding her as she cried.

"I love him," she finally muttered amidst her sobs. "I love him."

And they stayed like that, holding each other in near silence, slowly drifting off to sleep--shouldering Emilia's pain as only sisters could.

[gwilymlee-hf]

I am glad I managed to. Sounds like you are very busy. Everything is okay for me. The children are keeping me busy with school stuff and going over friends.

I can only imagine! I'm glad you took the time to focus on you though. Even if it was only for a short period of time. Things are going well in my world! Super work focused right now. How is everything for you? I feel like I'm terrible at keeping up with everyone these days.

[aidankeef]

closed starter to @magicwithaxes local: jardim

"É impressionante. Já consigo te rastrear pelo faro!" Desde que a melhor amiga confessou que detestava ser chamada de fedida ou ter seus crit��rios higiênicos questionados, Aidan se apropriou das provocações e direcionou todo seu arcabouço criativo para aquela tarefa. A verdade era que Kitty já havia dito sobre a resistência de Natalia para aproveitar o espaço, principalmente a área de banho, e pediu reforços. Carregava consigo uma garrafa de água e uma toalha de banho extra grande, elementos essenciais em sua dinâmica. "Sabe que eu estou fazendo um bico para o Resort, não sabe? Adoro receber ordem de mulher brava e foi a brecha que eu precisava. Aceita uma água?" Parou os pés ao lado de Natalia, inevitavelmente curvando os lábios para baixo, impressionado com a roupa que a filha de Hécate vestia. Aquilo não era normal. "Escuta, é impressão minha ou uma baixinha do chalé de Hades, que tem uma bunda macia e um temperamento difícil, andou escolhendo suas roupas? Isso é a cara dela!" O comentário foi feito enquanto o O'Keef media o visual alheio. Não que ele fosse apto a avaliar algo, estava usando um conjunto praiano, camisa propositalmente aberta para mais uma sessão de exibicionismo, cores vibrantes como o verão demandava. Entretanto, o visual da russa causou um desconforto desproporcional no filho de Ares que, num movimento intuitivo, passou a abrir a toalha de banho e cobriu a parte das pernas de Natalia. "Vamos proteger o patrimônio Hornsby porque não quero ouvir ele apitando de madrugada." Ele claramente não havia recebido esse tipo de assessoria visual de Kiraz e a inveja tornou a ficar perceptível já que começou os resmungos, mais para si do que para a outra, ao passo que acertava a toalha sobre o corpo da Pavlova "É isso aí, vista a fedida mas não vista o futuro marido. 'Ai ela é minha amiga' duvido que faça o que eu faço, e mesmo assim ganhar seleção de roupinha sem agredir a moda."

[futurelabs]

Girls' day today: Isabella talking about Daniel 🥹 but Natalia's not so convinced 🫠

[darling-dearest-emi]

Emilia caught Stefan's gaze as it shifted back to them, flashing him her fangs as her grip on Enzo's jaw tightened ever so slightly. Because as territorial as it seemed Stefan was feeling, she was certainly on a path to matching it.

The threat made Natalia whimper, barely audible for the likes of most, but certainly caught by her present company. She found she couldn't look at Stefan really, because the sight of him in such a state bringing back memories of the attack at the Bane party and of her death. And she was already trying so desperately to keep from shaking from her spot behind Emilia.

The gripping of her wrists snapped Emi back out of her rage, if only for a fraction of a second as she brought her gaze back to meet Enzo's. The suggestion, however, made her glare at him, tearing her wrists free from his grasp and pushing against his chest. "I'm not going anywhere, so you better get used to the i--" She cut off as Stefan was pushed away by Andre, her eyes wide and all too alert now. But Enzo had acted just as quickly to push the twins back against the wall.

"Andre!" She shouted, though her voice was drowned out by the bangs and crashes of the fight unfolding before them. Emi continued to hit Enzo's chest, trying to push her way past him to get to their maker. "Si tu ne me laisses pas partir, je le jure devant Dieu--" Her snapping at Enzo was once again cut short though, although this time by the briefest appearance of Sage. And that made her heart drop to her stomach. Because that meant he was going to get involved, and that... that couldn't happen.

"Sage! Arrêt !" Emi called out, now clawing at Enzo's arms and chest in her attempt to free herself. But the damage had already been done. She could smell his blood before she even truly saw it, and cried out. "Let me go to him!" She shouted at Enzo, utter panic in her eyes.

Natalia had long since shut her eyes to the events of the fight, knowing that she was far beyond being able to stop anything now. But her eyes shot open at the feeling of a gentle hand grabbing hers.

Luciana. She had fought her way through the panicked crowd, it seemed, arriving just as Enzo and Emi seemed to be preoccupied with Sage's switch being flipped. She gently shifted Enzo's arm back from its spot against the wall to pull Natalia under her arm. "Time to leave, ma petite souris," she whispered to her before they took off in a speedy run to safety.

Emi took the available opportunity provided by the combined distraction of Sage and Luciana, ducking under Enzo's arm and sprinting into the fray. She could hardly make much out through the dust, especially in her attempts to dodge the odd shards of glass and wood sent flying past her. But closed in on the tangle of bodies she could make out just ahead of her.

Stefan's head snapped towards Emilia and her raging. His head turned, the cracking sound echoing through them. The blackness of his eyes closed it on the two girls, and Enzo.

"Andre." He growled in a voice that was not his own. But of his rage. "I suggest you take your children and leave. Before I decide I'd rather deal with them in pieces."

Andre sucked his teeth in obvious exasperation. "And leave sweet Natalia to your discretion? I think not, brother. Might I suggest you be the one to leave else I may decide to be offended that you touched what is mine."

Enzo was caught between trying to shoo Emi away and trying to keep an eye on the deteriorating situation. Not that he thought his maker couldn't handle things. But he knew better than to think none of them would be caught up in the crossfire. With a growl of frustration he caught Emilia's wrists as she continued to fret over his face. "Stop that!" He snapped. "I'm perfectly find. Take Natalia and go find a safer place to be? Alright? I'll look after Andre."

Stefan didn't like Andre's idea. Not at all. The ongoing feud between the brothers needed to be addressed. And that needed to happen right now. There was a bare moment where his eyes met Andre's before he moved. It was like he was there one second and gone the next. When he appeared again he was on Andre. Who, somehow had been expecting thing and parried the attack smoothly, sending Stefan skidding to the side with a growl.

Andre heaved a sigh. Well. This was just how it was to be. He rolled up his sleeves so as to not get them dirty just as Stefan was on him again. There were many things happening at once. The cracking and shattering sounds of a fight. Enzo corralling Emi and Nat back into a corner to properly protect them. His eyes though, jerked around with the sounds of the grunts and cries of rage. Though he couldn't be sure who was actually winning just yet.

Stefan appeared having been thrown into the bar. Glasses shattered and wood splintered. He grabbed a particularly sharp piece of wood, and launched himself at Andre who slowly appeared in the shadows, a silloette.

"Shit...." Enzo growled, realizing this wasn't going to end well. He was about to turn to the girls and tell them to run, when Sage was suddenly there next to him. Enzo blinked dumbly for a moment but then Sage was gone again. Having disappeared into the commotion. There were screams and cries all around the ballroom. No one was dancing anymore. They were darting around trying in vain to avoid the vampire brawl taking place. They couldn't be physically seen. But indentations in the plaster of the walls, shattering glass, and splintering floors indicated where they were appearing and disappearing.

Sage's outline could be seen through the floating debris. He was standing perfectly still, and Enzo couldn't figure out what the hell he was doing.

It became clear though, as there were two gusts of movements around him. One on each side. It was an odd sort of dance. Andre's hand brushed against Sage's arm right as the elder vampire launched himself at the looming figure of Stefan. Andre came more into focus, smoothing down his rumpled clothing, as the sounds of the fight continued. He puffed out a breath before muttering, "finissez-le, Sage."

There was a sudden sound like an explosion. A cloud of dust and soot rising from the floor. Two figures appeared. One crouched, the other arm extended, fingers like a claw. Sage, the figure in the crouch slowly straightened. His fingers splayed across his cheek.

A heavy silence fell over the ballroom as Sage brought his fingers back so he could see them. A splash of red mixed in with the soot.

"Oh. Shit." Was all Enzo got out before the world exploded around them.

[dawnwinds]

𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐒 ── .ᐟ

⟢ ARTEMIS FRÖHLICH : they.them

⤷ pyro. affiliation ── knights of favonius

A skilled swordswoman with a passion for anything related to the arts. Became a knight to uphold the legacy of the title of “Dovewing Knight” that has been passed down in the Fröhlich family since the founding of Mondstadt. Harbors a strange power that has attracted a certain wandering bard.

moodboard. playlist.

⟢ DAWN CLOUDFORD : she.her

⤷ pyro. affiliation ── the steambird

A columnist at Fontaine’s most famed news outlet, The Steambird. Harbors a friendly rivalry with her coworker and good friend, Charlotte. Seeks to uncover the truth behind the former Hydro Archon’s multi-layered personality, as well as the secrets of the House of the Hearth.

moodboard.

⟢ CORNELIA FAWNFORTH : they.she

⤷ cryo. affiliation ── fatui

A walking, ticking time bomb with a swan song. Harbors many complicated relationships and the heavy weight of a family title. Wherever she goes, despair seems to follow close behind, as if fate has no happy ending for those who walk the path of self annihilation.

moodboard.

⟢ ARTEMIS DOVEWING : they.them

⤷ imaginary harmony. faction ── castrum kremnos

A once revered “Huntress” in Kremnos who gave up their path of The Hunt to wander the world with a new purpose in Harmony. Now, they are a poet who prances the streets of the Holy City, singing tales of past heroes and praising the lives of the Chrysos Heirs. A prime example of a pathstrider whose path changed with their ideals.

moodboard. playlist

⟢ ELISE CARDWRIGHT : they.any

⤷ imaginary remembrance. faction ── astral express

A colorful and whimsical individual from a twisted and strange planet tucked away in The Enigmata’s shadow. To experience the wonders of the cosmos and travel beyond the borders of Underland, they joined the Astral Express. Unbeknownst to the others, she’s hiding a dark secret.

moodboard.

⟢ DAHLIA : she.her

⤷ quantum nihility. faction ── the family

A bright, halovian actress with a prospering future. Nurtured in acting since she was a child, she has been deemed the Iris Family’s best star of the current Amber Era. But show business is not all fun and glamor, and behind the curtains in the solace of her dressing room, she weeps.

moodboard.

⟢ NATALIA FELDWISCH : she.they

⤷ tba

moodboard.

[themickey]

closed starter @natcliachen when: september 6th, 9pm where: bar time babyyyy

she would be lying if she said that she wasn't excited to get out of the house and go to the bar with natalia. sure, she was still a little hurt because of what happened with dinner the night before, but she spent the day listening to the others tell her how mad she should be at natalia. she just couldn't find it in her to keep her anger towards her.

showering off the dirt and sweat from the day of fixing up the greenhouse, mickey tried to find the best outfit that natalia wouldn't cringe at (though, that was a tall ask) but didn't feel completely unlike herself. she settled on something simple but nicer than the baggie tshirt and jean shorts she was wearing all day.

sitting in the front seat of her jeep cherokee, mickey's thumbs drummed along to the alanis morissette song that played through the speakers as she waited for natalia. once the door opened, she turned down the radio some as natalia got in. "i haven't been out drinking in town since i was in college, i wonder if it's as townie as it used to be." mickey personally loved it, the normalcy of the town, but she was sure it was not natalia's scene in the slightest.

[mel-loly]

Hi! Have Any of your Oc's have been They evolved for so long? It's been a long time since I've seen so much of your Ocs!

Hey Natalia!

Also- oh! Well.. I've even been talking a little about my ocs again, including, yes, I “changed” them a little, the personality was what I changed the most so... They are a little “different”, but also they are still the same! And Mel-Loly and Primrose (one of my most recent characters who became original) are getting married in a few days, so.. Yeah... “Official” couples are coming soon lol-

And I made a post recently talking a little about me having changed my ocs, and I asked people to look more afterwards because I might be changing the descriptions a little and anyways... If you want to know more about or something like that, here is the link!

If you want to ask more about them, feel free! What I like to do most here besides chatting and answering you guys is receiving questions for/about my characters, so... Feel free! I would love to receive more questions and- well, I would actually love too to tell you more about them👉👈💖

Thank you very much for the ask, I got VERY and VERY happy to receive it, I rarely receive any questions/asks about my characters so.. I'm very happy to receive another one! Thank you a lot, dear!🥺🫶💖

[candiceswancpoel]

My goodness, one year? That's crazy. I don't know how actors do it. I'll be forever impressed by all of you. I can’t even imagine how intense filming Stranger Things must be, but also amazing to be surrounded by such an incredible cast. As for me, things have been pretty hectic but in a good way! I've been working on some new things for my brand and doing a collab with Oscar de la Renta. Between that and running around after my little ones, I’ve barely had time to breathe. I did manage to sneak in a weekend getaway though, just me and the fam. We went to a cozy little cabin in the mountains for some much-needed R&R. Pure bliss.

There's something about spending so long focused on one character and on one set that really takes you from reality. We've been filming the fifth season of Stranger Things for almost a year now, and while I love getting to spend the time with some of my favorite people, I feel like I've been missing so much of what's going on in the world! Please tell me everything you've been doing lately. Are you working on something new? Have you gone on any exciting trips lately? Not a single detail is unimportant here! ( @hfrpstarters )

[fetichesonoro]

Kali Uchis (US), Helado Negro (US), Lido Pimienta (CO), C. Tangana (ES), Rosalía (ES), Residente (PR), Natalia Lafourcade (MX), Adrián Quesada (US), Y La Bamba (US). Art by Fetiche Sonoro.

[monroe-might-murder]

Screaming. Blood. Running. And now gunshots. It was the sort of chaos that could only mean one thing. Monroe cast a quick glance around the room, catching sight of Rhys. "Fuckin' Cory," he grumbled, downing the rest of his whiskey before rushing towards the source of the commotion. He hated cleaning up anyone's messes, but vampires--unhinged, reckless vampires? Now that was the truest pain in the ass he could imagine. But he knew that Marcus wouldn't forgive the loss of one of his pets, so Monroe was duty bound to get the idiot out of whatever situation he'd wound himself into.

Milo had felt the call, the scream. And he was gone like a shot, abadoning his company and running until he reached the room. But he could hear more then, smell too. He followed behind the heels of a blonde woman, stopping short in the doorway as he took in the room. Too many of them were there, and he knew that the more bodies there were in the room, the more danger it imposed. He held faith in his maker, in his seethe to keep the peace, and instead turned around to shut and guard the door. Other people would notice now, surely. They would be drawing up quite the scuffle. He was joined quickly by Thomas and Mitchell, but was cut short from speaking as he watched their necks snap and bodies slump to the ground as a result.

Monroe made quick work of the leeches. He didn't aim to really kill them, although he could have if he had a mind to. But he wanted them to stay down, clearing the way for what would apparently be his cut and run with Cory in tow. And now the third vampire stood, clearly stunned from his actions. Monroe smirked, swiftly grabbing his head and repeating the motion as he had with the other two before tossing his limp body to one side.

He entered the room, briefly taking note of its occupants. The bleeding vampire girl, presumably Cory's doing, her guardians, the two cops, and the leader of the Italian seethe. Fuckin' Cory, he thought again. The nuisance in question was laughing maniacally in the corner still, practically curled in on himself. Monroe crossed to him quickly, grateful for the distraction at hand. He hit the idiot over the head just hard enough to knock him out before lifting him up and running. He knew they would notice him, but they were all too caught up in their own affairs to catch him. So he kept running, shoving through the crowds until he was away into the night with his least favorite leech in his arms.

Bess would recognise a gun shot anywhere. She’d been close enough to have a good idea of the direction it came from. Running towards it she was rather thankful she’d only had a few glasses of wine. What she wasn’t thankful for what the fact she didn’t have her own gun with her.

Jays voice reached her down the corridor, followed by more shots. What the hell was going on. Her heart was hammering with fear for her partner.

She arrived just in time to see a familiar vampire take a step towards Jay. She didn’t slow her movements, didn’t hesitate or stop until she was positioned directly in front of her partner. “Stefan,” she held up a hand in a placating move. The other grabbed Jay behind her and yanked him till his chest was against her back. The last thing she needed was him making any sudden moves in front of a predator already preparing to strike. “Stefan, please stop,”

[al-mayriti]

Holaa what about the 15th and 26th songs

mil gracias <3

15. Línea 7 by Paula Koops

26. No Me Querías Tanto by Natalia Lacunza

[themickey]

closed starter @natcliachen where: the great room when: let's say like 2pm or something idk

"not gold nor jewels, nor treasures of old, yet more precious than any riches untold. not bound by time, nor shackled by space, yet cherished with every embrace. what is this prize, so rare and divine?" mickey repeated the words mrs. tristian had given the wards to herself over and over again. she was draped over one of the sofas, thumb and index finger digging into her temples as she tries to put the puzzle together. leaving to to richard to give them one last brain teaser. he always did love word puzzles and making them think about things but considering everything else in mickey's mind right now, she was struggling. her first thought was maybe love or something, but she knew richard would make it harder than just that. hearing someone walk through the hall, mickey cranes her head quickly to see natalia pass by. "hey, natalia!" she calls for her, "have you figured it out yet?"