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lets-break-free-from-our-chains · 2 years

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Forever and Always My Truest- Prologue

A/N: I’m back! You guys, it’s been a hell of a ride these past couple of years. I just decided one day that I was finally ready to go to college and flash forward a few years and i’m so close to having my Bachelors degrees in Psychology and Pre-Law! Anyways, I know there’s a lot of back and forth about whether the newly released 2022 movie The Invitation is good or bad, but I honestly really like it. You can’t go just by me though, cause i’m a whore for 70′s, 80′s and 90′s slashers! Yeah honey, I born a y2k baby and grew up watching horror movies like that😂 anyways lets go!

Requested? No😭 I think this is actually the first reader insert imagine or general imagine/one-shot for this movie. Hopefully, I won’t be the only one posting for The Invitation cause I really want to read other writer’s work and takes on the fandom!

Word Count: 1,650k-ish

Summary: Lady (Y/N) de Ville has been Lord de Ville’s favored bride for more than four and a half centuries. She is Walter’s beloved and cherished wife in every way. Lady Viktoria and Lady Lucy holding title and image of being one of Dracula’s brides strictly for power and connections, so that Lord Walter can provide (Y/N) and himself an eternity fit for a king and his treasured Queen. The Alexander Bloodline threaten Dracula’s goals of obtaining and maintaining control and power for (Y/N) and himself. Until the Alexanders are finally able to produce a long-lost daughter of their waning bloodline, Evelyn Alexander. As much as (Y/N) wants it to work out as well and easy as it did with Lady Lucy’s transition into bride-hood, she understands and respects that Evie is an entirely different breed of woman. Can (Y/N) save her husband and sisters before it’s too late? She wasn’t his first bride, but she will be his last bride in the end. No matter if that is by the end of this wedding or by the end of eternity.

Warnings: dub-con, forced marriage, polygamy, light NSFW, possible Stockholm syndrome?, obsessive/possessive behavior, Yandere-ish Walter de Ville, slight exhibitionism, descriptions of exhibitionism, dom/sub relationship—warnings to be added. Let me know if I missed anything.

18+ MINORS DNI!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! I DON’T NEED TO GET IN TROUBLE BECAUSE YOU’RE A MINOR READING STUFF YOU KNOW VERY WELL YOU SHOULD NOT BE READING!!! THANX

Disclaimers: I do not own The Invitation or any of the characters within the movie. You know what is and isn’t mine.

Walter de Ville x Wife!Reader

Prologue

~453 years and 7 months before present day 2022~

~(Y/N) P.O.V~

The dark corridors were lit by torches lining the walls, leading straight to heavy ornate wooden doors. I stood before the doors with my father, shaking with nerves as I let out a breathless sigh, before gathering the courage to look towards the handsome matured lord.

“Papa…what if he decides that he doesn’t want me?” She softly inquired. The man quietly laughed, with pure amusement shading his golden eyes. Those ethereal golden eyes a signature trait of the Castellan bloodline descendants.

“My dearest (Y/N), how could he not desire you above all others?” He sweetly cooed, seemingly so certain of his words. Still I cast papa an uncertain look and he softly sighed before fixing me with a gentle stare.

“Little one…the Master has never selected a bride before. Yet, he himself specifically chose you to be his wife, did he not?”

The man gave out an inquiring hmm as he gazed softly at me. I let a slight smile crack through my composed face. ‘Never let them see what you truly feel or think’ I mused to myself; ‘I suppose I can let my papa see though.’

Papa smiled brightly in the softly lit walls.

“Such a stunning young lady.” My papa states proudly. He’s always been a proud man, especially when it comes to me, his only daughter.

I am not the only girl from my ancient noble bloodline, but I was the only one out of all the young eligible ladies of my family, that received the Master’s immediate undivided attention. He did not seem to care at all for his bride Lady Viktoria, even as she stuck close to him practically breathing down his neck. He seemed vexed and annoyed in fact. Constantly sending her away to do something else, so that he and I could have privacy.

The master was a intimidating presence to say the least. He was tall and deliciously handsome, but a dark and dangerous look always seemed to dominate his angelic face. However, not with me. ‘Never with me.’ I thought wistfully. When he’s with me he’s soft, loving, patience, kind, understanding, funny, playful, and the list goes on. Truly shocking sites to bear witness to at first, considering all the horrors that I’ve heard people to dare whisper through the halls of my family’s castle about the Master.

I was pulled from my mind wandering state by a delicate wanton message. It called to me, washing my entire body with heat and desire.

“I belong solely to you, my truest. Soon you shall belong to me”

‘My Lord Love.’ A relaxed smile blossoming across my shining lips as my eyes slipped shut to bask in his voice.

“It is time, my dearest (Y/N)” I hear my papa’s voice.

My eyes snapped open to zero in on my papa’s face and I take in his knowing look. He knows, as he’s seen first hand the deep affections the Master holds solely for me. Papa knows he won’t have to worry for me. He knows I’ll flourish by my Lord Love’s side. He knows. He knows. He knows.

I straighten my posture and face as the doors begin to open to the night church. There he stands, so regal and handsome. Dark brown hair styled to perfection and the bluest of blue eyes that exploded with light as he lays them upon my queenly figure. He large smile stretches across his face as he locks his sight and attention on me.

I begin the slow march down the darken aisle between the pews of important lords and ladies. I can see my family and members from the other three prominent families. I see Lady Viktoria in all her jealousy and envy. ‘Certainly, no one wears desperation and jealousy the way your do Viktoria.’ I snicker away in mind, with genuine amusement.

My internal laughter is joined by the master’s laughter not a moment to soon. My eyes cut back to his, only for me to bear witness to a large smirk and the loud mischief lurking in his beautiful irises. ‘Behave, my truest.’ He teased inside my head.

‘I would have thought my master would like my naughtiness?’ I quipped, immediately receiving a pleasure full growl back as I finally stand before him. He gazes at me for a long moment before his eyes harden towards my papa. He wants papa to hand me over quickly, and thankfully my papa takes the silent demand in stride.

My papa guides my body to up the 2 steps to my lord and I hastily stretch my hand out, and the master snaps his hand out to clasp mine softly, yet tightly in his hand. His pulls my body up against his side and nuzzles his nose into my right temple, his lips just barely caressing my hairline. I relax and lean into the intimate display of affection before he slowly pulls back. He lets out a pleased sigh as he looks to the priest and gives the man a commanding nod to commence with the vows.

“Do you, Lord Walter De Ville, take Lady (Y/N) Castellan to be your lady and wife; commencing from this day forth for all eternity?” The priest asked.

“I do, absolutely.” He longingly states, whilst gazing into my golden eyes with unadulterated rapture.

“And do you, Lady (Y/N) Castellan, take Lord Walter De Ville to be your lord and husband; commencing from this day forth for all eternity?”

“I do, with all my heart.” I saying without any trace of hesitation, my damp golden eyes never straying from Walter’s intense stare.

Walter smiles at me as he releases my hand from his, to quickly drag his left index claw down the inside of his right wrist. He sweetly caresses the right side of my hair, pushing it out of the way, with his fingers as he pushes his bleeding wrist up to my lips.

“Here, my truest. Drink to your heart’s content…” He whispers, somewhat desperately with anticipation. I gently grasp his wrist in both my hands, as I swiftly wrap my lips around the wound and begin drinking. It so warm and sickening sweet, and I can’t get enough of it. I start to suck hard as I feel the need and desire pull in my nether regions, and the pleasure threatens to slip over as I teeter on the edge of ecstasy.

The same ecstasy I felt that night after the starlight ball, when he pulled me through the gardens and pinned me to a statue in a secluded area. He kissed with such passion that it was all devouring and suffocating, and I never wanted to stop. Certainly not when he pushed my dress upwards and wrapped one of my legs around his waist to grind his hard length against my heat. Most definitely not when he shoved his fingers into my smalls to caress my drenched wetness. I wanted to cry out into his wrist now, the very same way I cried out and whimpered into his mouth that night in the garden.

His low moan pulled me from my memory as I cast a side glance to his face only to feel my mouth grow slack at the sight before me. His face contorted in pure pleasure as he tilted his head back and his mouth falls open in another sinful moan. His beautiful fangs peaking through causing me to feel a warm fuzziness in my bosom and a slickness to gather in my smalls. He pulls his head back down to look at me as I once more tighten my jaws around his wrist.

He lovingly cradled the back of my head as he nuzzled into my hair, sending shivers all the way from the top of my spine to the base of it, as I feel him pant a moan into my ear. “Very good, my truest. Our eternity is just within our reach.”

I can feel it beginning to spread throughout my entire body and finally release his bloody wrist from my lips. It feels like nothing and everything at the same time. I couldn’t decide if the pain was hellish or heavenly. It was chasing to keep up with the blood rushing through my veins while my heart began to fall behind. Then, the dull ache set into my teeth and nails, feeling both grow and elongate in length. Then everything and nothing froze in place. My heart gave one last weak and long thump. The feeling of my heart stilling with its cage of bones was irrelevant compared to the feeling I receive when my eyes startle open to rest on my newlywed husband.

His eyes gave me a inquisitive and tense once over before he laughed and dove down to capture my lips within his. Cheers and applause sounded throughout the dim-lighted church and it was then I remembered that it wasn’t just the two of us. That fact didn’t even matter then, especially when my lord love pressed his tongue pass my lips and fledgling fangs to deepen the kiss and taste his essence coat the inside my mouth.

We reluctantly pulled from one another to stand and face our subjects. They all bore smiles, some fake I’m sure, but for the most part seemed genuine. I could respect Lady Victoria for that at least. She didn’t hide her true feelings behind pretty words and false smiles about the Master and I’s marriage. Her face twisting even more in disdain and envy with the Master’s next words, that he never once uttered for her.

“Hail my wife and queen, Lady (Y/N) de Ville!” He roars, soaking in the cheers and applause of our subjects. He looks to me once more with a victorious smile, whilst cupping my jaw in his hand and places a domineering kiss on my lips. I cannot help but press myself into his side and keen in wanton delight as I savor the taste of his lips and blood.

He hovers his smiling lips over mine and playfully nips at them, “Forever and always my truest love. Let it be my unbreakable vow from my soul to yours.”

“Forever and always, my king.” I swore back in hushed tone.

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longliveblackness · 1 year

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Esther Jones was known on stage by many names, including “Baby Esther,” “Little Esther,” “Farina’s Kid Sister,” and “Miniature Florence Mills,” is widely, although not universally, credited with being the inspiration for the Betty Boop cartoon character. Jones was born Esther Lee Jones in 1918 in Chicago, Illinois, to William Jones and Gertrude Jones.

In 1928, the Jones family moved to Harlem, New York. At seven, Jones was later known for adopting the popular singing style, scat, which emphasized the baby-style of “b” and “d” sounds and nonsense syllables such as Boo-Boo-Boo’ and ‘Doo-Doo-Doo.’ Consequently, she was a sought-after child performer in the city, and was a fixtured entertainer in the famous Cotton Club and the Everglades Nightclub in New York City during the latter years of the Harlem Renaissance. She added to her entertainment fame by become an extraordinary black-bottom dancer.

In 1929, Jones was taken to Spain, where she was called “La Pandilla.” Later she performed before Sweden’s Queen Sophie Marie Viktoria and King Gustaf V, in Stockholm. Despite her notoriety, she also experienced blatant racism when denied a glass of milk in an American-operated restaurant in Stockholm. The business, however, was forced to close after her treatment there became public knowledge.

Jones performed at the Moulin Rouge, Casino de Paris, and the Empire in Paris, France. There she was dubbed the “Miniature Josephine Baker.” While in Europe, she was paid an average $750 per week for her performances and by age 11, Jones was the highest-paid child on stage globally. After performing, Jones would go backstage to play with dolls. Whenever she performed, both parents were in attendance.

In 1930, Fleisher Studios in Hollywood introduced the cartoon character Betty Boop. Jones, however, received no royalties or performing credits despite the fact that a lawsuit would eventually expose Betty Boop’s true origins. The lawsuit ironically was brought by Helen Kane, a white performer, who sued Fleisher Studios for appropriating her “Betty Boop” character without her permission and without the payment of royalties. Over the course of the Fleisher Studios v. Kane trial, it was revealed that Kane had begun mimicking Jones’ scat act and even sang the same song, “I Want to Be Loved By You’ including the “Boop-Boop-a-Doop” reference. When Kane lost the lawsuit, other studios felt emboldened to promote the Betty Boop character but it recognized neither Kane or Jones as the source.

In 1934, Jones, now 16, performed in Philadelphia at a midnight benefit performance for the NAACP. That same year, she gave a stellar performance at the American Embassy in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil at the request of then Ambassador Jefferson Caffery. Brazil’s President Getúlio Dornelles Vargas, was in the audience and praised the performance and performer.

By 1940, however, the entertainment career of now 22-year-old Esther Jones, was over. She was no longer a child singing or dancing sensation. Esther Jones, now widely credited with influencing the iconic sex symbol Betty Boop, died in 1984 in New York City from liver and kidney complications. She was 66. Regardless of her role in the development of the Betty Boop cartoon character, Jones should be remembered as a child star with a brief but remarkable career in the entertainment industry.

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Esther Jones fue conocida en el escenario por varios nombres, incluyendo: “Baby Esther (Bebé Esther),” “Little Esther (Pequeña Esther),” “Farina’s Kid Sister (Hermanita de Farina),” y “Miniature Florence Mills (Florence Mills en miniatura). Generalmente, pero no universalmente, acreditada con ser la inspiración del personaje de caricatura, Betty Boop. Esther Lee Jones, nació en 1918 en Chicago, Illinois a sus padres William Jones y Gertrude Jones.

En 1928, la familia Jones se mudó a Harlem, Nueva York. A la edad de siete años, Jones fue reconocida por adoptar el famoso estilo de canto llamado ‘scat’ y resaltaba los sonidos de bebé que sonaban con ‘b’ y ‘d’, junto con sílabas que no tenían sentido como: Boo-Boo-Boo’ y ‘Doo-Doo-Doo.’ Consecuentemente, esto la convirtió en la artista infantil más buscada de la ciudad. Se convirtió en una presentadora fija en el famoso Cotton Club y el club nocturno Everglades en la ciudad de Nueva York, esto fue durante los últimos años del Renacimiento de Harlem. Le agregó más a su fama cuando se convirtió en una bailarina de black bottom (un paso de baile relacionado con el jazz tradicional).

En 1929, Esther fue llevada a España, dónde le llamaban “La Pandilla”. Poco después de eso, hizo una presentación en Stockholm frente a la Reina Sophie Marie Viktoria y el Rey Gustaf V de Suecia. A pesar de su notoriedad, también experimentó racismo muy evidente cuando se le negó un vaso con leche en un restaurante operado por americanos en Stockholm. Sin embargo, una vez que el trato que se le dio se hizo público, obligaron a que el negocio cerrara.

Jones se presentó en Moulin Rouge, Casino de Paris, and the Empire, ubicados en Paris, Francia. Es aquí donde le dieron el apodo de “Josephine Baker en miniatura”. Mientras que estuvo en Europa se le pagaban aproximadamente $750 por semana y con solo once años de edad, Jones era la artista infantil mejor pagada a nivel global. Después de sus presentaciones, ella se iba tras bastidores a jugar con muñecas. Sus padres siempre estaban presentes para las presentaciones.

En 1930, Fleisher Studios de Hollywood introdujo un nuevo personaje, Betty Boop. Y a pesar de que una demanda demostraría el verdadero origen de la caricatura, Jones nunca recibió crédito o derechos. Irónicamente, la demanda fue interpuesta por Helen Kane, una artista que había demandado a Fleisher Studios por apropiarse de su personaje “Betty Boop” sin su permiso y sin pagarle sus derechos. Durante el juicio Fleisher Studios v. Kane, se reveló que Kane había comenzado a imitar el acto de scat de Jones y que incluso cantaba las mismas canciones como ‘I Want to Be Loved By You’ incluyendo la referencia: “Boop-Boop-a-Doop”. Cuando Kane perdió la demanda, otros estudios se animaron a promover al personaje Betty Boop, sin reconocer a Kane o Jones como la fuente.

En 1934, Jones, ahora con dieciséis años de edad, hizo una presentación en Philadelphia para una noche de beneficencia de la Asociación Nacional para el Progreso de la Gente de Color (NAACP). Ese mismo año, a petición del embajador Jefferson Caffery, hizo una presentación estelar en la embajada americana ubicada en Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. El presidente Getúlio Dornelles Vargas se encontraba en la audiencia, elogió la presentación y también a la presentadora.

Para 1940, con veintidós años de edad, la carrera de Esther Jones en la industria del entretenimiento, ya se había acabado. Ya no era una sensación infantil que bailaba y cantaba. Esther Jones, ahora extensamente acreditada con ser la influencia del símbolo sexual, Betty Boop, murió en 1984 en la ciudad de Nueva York, por complicaciones renales y hepaticas. Tenía 66 años. Independiente de su rol en el desarrollo del personaje, Betty Boop; Esther Jones debería de ser recordada como una estrella infantil que tuve una carrera corta pero extraordinaria.

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fuggire-dalla-torre · 1 year

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"Io sono un guerriero, veglio quando e' notte, ti difenderò da incubi e tristezze

Ti riparerò da inganni e maldicenze

E ti abbraccerò per darti forza sempre

Ti darò certezze contro le paure, per vedere il mondo oltre quelle alture

Non temere nulla io sarò al tuo fianco, con il mantello asciugherò il tuo pianto

E Amore il mio grande Amore che mi credi

Vinceremo contro tutti e resteremo in piedi

E resterò al tuo fianco fino a che vorrai

Ti difenderò da tutto, non temere Mai"

La dolce dedica di Viktoria Mihajlovic

al padre SINISA 💔 RIP

#Spotify

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lavieacts · 1 year

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love is in the air.

« l'esprit cherche et c'esr le coeur qui trouve » — george sand

por las calles de la ciuda de la luz puede sentirse la llegada del mes del amor, donde sea que voltees podrás encontrar arreglos de flores y propuestas de regalos para obsequiarle a tu ser amado, además de un montón de publicidad llena de corazones rojos y parejas besándose. la esperada feria de san valentín también se hace presente, siendo esta la oportunidad perfecta para que pases un momento romántico... ¡pero no te olvides que también se celebra a la amistad! por lo que puedes asistir con tu pareja o en compañía de amigues. esta ocasión el evento tiene un toque especial, y es que ciudadanos de todo tipo se han vuelto voluntaries para apoyar en los múltiples puestos y atracciones.

atracciones y puntos de interés.

STAND DE BESOS: ¿estás cansade de besar sapos? ¿o solo buscas un poco de diversión para este día? este puesto es para los más valientes. los precios varían de un euro hasta los diez, dependiendo de con qué intensidad deseas vivir la experiencia.

encargados: bruno caputo, dot sauvaterre, park seokgu, louise aveline, song sunhee & ahn soohyun.

NORIA DEL AMOR: ofreciendo los mejores atardeceres y noches parisinas, la noria del amor es un buen momento para tener un poquito de tranquilidad, disfrutar del paisaje y poder conversar con tú cita o amigues.

encargados: quinn almodovar, dagny naess & matis holden.

MATRIMONIOS: tres jueces son los encargados de casar a las parejas más arriesgadas de parís. no te preocupes mucho, esto no tiene validez oficial.

encargados: shin imai, fah navruz & alek lusss.

KARAOKE: ¿estás enamorade o con el corazón roto? ¡no importa! es tú oportunidad perfecta para dedicar esa canción que tanto te gusta, o quizás solamente deseas mostrar tu talento. la atracción es dirigida por los encargados de este puesto, animando a la gente a que suba al escenario por solo tres euros.

encargados: olivia wright, blaze phakdi, andrea fuchs & lay tang.

PUESTOS DE BEBIDAS: una pequeña barra dónde se encargan de distribuir las mejores bebidas, desde café hasta cócteles finos.

encargados: hazel phakdi, imaani obi, song subin & vesper wright.

PUESTOS DE COMIDA: pizzas, macarrones, hamburguesas, brochetas... tal vez no sean los mejores chefs, pero si te pueden ofrecer una sabrosa botana para que puedas continuar disfrutando de la feria.

encargados: evren navruz, song seojoon, dahlia lennox-fields & kang taemin.

CABINA DE FOTOS: con la temática de corazones, está cabina no solamente son para las parejas, pues su amplio espacio permite que más de cinco personas puedan salir en una misma foto. ¡vengan las poses originales!

encargados: dhavlen bajwa, eun donguk & prim phakdi.

FLORERÍA: la familia campos ha donado una cantidad considerable de rosas. por el precio de un euro, regala un bonito detalle a tu enamorade.

encargados: eun dambi, natt naess, xian haokai.

TÚNEL DEL AMOR: este juego mecánico consta de un pequeño recorrido en un compartimiento solo para dos personas... ¿su mayor atracción? un túnel de diez metros de largo, dónde la iluminación es perfecta para tener un momento romántico.

encargados: cygnus dankworth, defne navruz & marc holden.

TATUAJES DE HENNA: los tatuajes de amistad y amor se encuentran a la orden del día, los encargados han sido altamente capacitados para que los clientes se vayan satisfechos con su tatuaje.

encargados: malai tang, haneul le roux, kitty tang & song-yeo sunoo.

MARTILLO DE FUERZA: ¿deseas impresionar a tú cita? con este juego de destreza podrás ganarte uno de los tantos peluches que hay en el mostrador.

encargados: viktoria herzog, xian yueliang & woosung keough.

occ; lectura obligatoria

¡feliz inicio de mes, pequeñuelos! ♡ pensamos en esta actividad como una variación a la realizada el año pasado. deseamos que la disfruten mucho, tanto ustedes como sus personajes, y esperamos ver un par de dramitas en el dash dignos de un 14 de febrero. ¡y aún se vienen sorpresas para esta semana! se estarán publicando actividades adicionales con una dinámica un poquito diferente.

aclaraciones:

los puestos fueron asignados al azar, sin importar estatus social o profesión. los personajes que están a cargo de algún juego mecánico, destreza, florería, se encargan de cobrar el ticket y asegurar que todo marche bien en la feria.

en los puestos de comida y bebida, los encargados están dedicados tanto de la preparación de los productos como de la venta de los mismos, tanto dentro de su stand como a lo largo de la feria.

a pesar de estar como encargados, tendrán tiempo libre para recorrer y disfrutar de la feria al igual que el resto de los asistentes. incluso, tendrán un descuento especial en algunas de las atracciones.

los starters públicos pueden estar ubicados en esta ambientación, si alguno de los encargados desea abrir starter en su puesto, favor de especificarlo con el nombre del puesto que le tocó.

como siempre, las convos privadas y convos grupales pueden ambientarse en el escenario que mejor les convenga.

reglas.

se podrán abrir tres convos privadas y tres convos grupales, dándosele prioridad a las convos públicas y evitando siempre el rol burbuja.

para aquellos con tres o cuatro personajes se podrá abrir un máximo de dos starters públicos y responder con el resto; para aquellos con cinco, seis o siete personajes pueden abrir un máximo de tres starters públicos. para las personas con ocho o más personajes, el límite es de cuatro starters públicos.

pueden etiquetar a @laviecloset en caso de publicar un outfit para esta ambientación.

#actividad.

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ihuerfanas · 1 year

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𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 '𝐥𝐞𝐨' 𝐛𝐚𝐣𝐰𝐚-𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐳𝐨𝐠 ( 2da generación ) fc: ross lynch

{ tercer hijo de dhavlen y viktoria. fotógrafo. en una navidad viktoria le regaló una cámara desechable y fue ahí dónde descubrió su amor a la fotografía. en actitud, es una combinación de sus padres, le gusta que todo salga perfecto y se esfuerza demasiado para que así sea. es un poco callado y tímido, a pesar de que sus padres no le exigen demasiado... leo siente la necesidad de llenar las expectativas ( tbh, es el nieto que pasa más tiempo con los abuelos herzog y bajwa, seguro por eso es así ). su problema ha empeorado con la edad, llegando a tener que asistir con el psicólogo. su familia lo es todo para él, pero aún así le gusta sentirse protegido por sus hermanos mayores. su nombre es en honor a leonardo da vinci. }

#( leonardo bajwa ) : diálogos.#( leonardo bajwa ) : apariencia.#( leonardo bajwa ) : dinámicas.#( leonardo bajwa ) : musings.#personajes.#de cabellito oscuro cómo el papá

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surfer-osa · 2 years

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Da sbarba non avrei mai pensato che i dilemmi esistenziali della serata da persona adulta sarebbero stati i seguenti: seguire un programma sulla disfatta di Caporetto (con i relativi mormorii del Piave) o guardare Inter - Viktoria Plzeň?

In ogni caso si tratta di soffrire.

#esistenzialismi #internazionale fc

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secretsofbloodrpg · 1 year

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Tras el ascenso al poder de Björn Reinhardt, la cacería por parte de los puristas más extremos se volvió más frecuentes y despiadada. El odio hacia los mestizos, hijos de muggles y criaturas mágicas aumentó, causando una división social. Al inicio, VIKTORIA SCHULZ fue la única en levantar la voz en contra del gobierno de Reinhardt, ocasionando de esta manera que fuese emitida una orden de arresto por parte del Ministerio de Magia hacia ella.

Acabó por escapar, llegando hasta la frontera de Lüneburg, reiniciando sus planes. A su alrededor, Viktoria logró tener personas de confianza, formando por primera vez el grupo que sería conocido como los Sternschnuppe. Fundados oficialmente en 2011, se han encargado de ponerle resistencia a todos los decretos emitidos por parte del ministerio.

En 2014 Schultz fue ejecutada por el gobierno, recibiendo el beso del dementor a la vista de todos. Aquella fue una amenaza clara del gobierno para todos aquellos que se atrevieran a ir en contra del Ministro y su orden establecido. Si bien la organización perdió fuerzas y por meses se mantuvieron ocultos y sin obra, en 2015 fue elegido su nueva líder: ADA MEIER. Con el pasar de los años ganarían fuerza nuevamente, intentando incluso asesinar al Ministro Reinhardt en 2018.

Sus puertas están abiertas a todos aquellos que deseen DERROCAR AL RÉGIMEN DE REINHARDT. Solo los miembros activos de la organización saben dónde se encuentra el cuartel general, el cual suele ser itinerante para evitar ser descubierto por el Ministerio de Magia.

Cuenta con un organigrama, teniendo cada miembro un rol dentro de la organización. Posee tres divisiones: la división de evacuación, la de estrategia y la de explosivos. La primera, se encarga de poner en resguardo a aquellos cazados por el gobierno Reinhardt, intentando librarlos de situaciones de peligro; la segunda, se encarga de trazar las estrategias de ataques, contando con personas especializadas en cartografía y seguridad; los miembros de la tercera división, son aquellos que llevan a cabo los planes trazados por la división de estrategia, siendo en su mayoría hábiles en el duelo o en combates de cuerpo a cuerpo.

#secrets of blood rpg #informacion

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evalentinq · 2 years

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( campos eliseos ) : ‘ necesitamos encontrar un lugar mejor, aquí no se ve nada. ’

‘ ¿y ese cambio de look? ’ pregunta al ver a su amiga después de varias semanas. ‘ casi ni te reconocí ’ reclama, aunque inmediatamente le sigue porque está de acuerdo con viktoria, ahí no se veía nada. * @herzogxv

#* 𝐅𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐙 ; ( diálogos )#herzogxv.#extrañaba rolear a valentín #y extrañaba a vikkkkkkk #obvio valentín de imprudente preguntando por el cambio de look

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ingrdh · 2 years

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[ 🍊 ] ❛ & lo mejor, ahora no maduran tan rápido. ❜ señala, limpiándose las manos al dejar la cajita repleta de naranjas en lugar libre de cocina de menor. no evita ver a su alrededor, aun procesando el lugar con el disimulo posible, terminando en menor, arrugando la nariz & echar suspiro, levantando la última cosa que había traído. ❛ el pastel de la abuela, ¿la recuerdas?, la que hacia en estas época para que no nos enfermemos durante la temporada. ❜ cuenta, que luego de mil berrinches, su padre accedió a enseñarle a hacerla, las porciones de limón & jengibre siempre dependiendo de sus ánimos. ❛ papá me decía que me salía igual, pero ahora me cuentas cuando la pruebes. con tu.. compañero. ❜ digitos delinean el borde del molde de color pastel, admite solo para sí que lo compró porque le recordó a menor. ❛ puedes quedarte con el molde, ¿te falta algo en la cocina? ❜ / @herzogxv

#alimentar gente es su love language ahr #• ₊° ❪ ⚡ ❫⠀𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖎𝖘 : diálogos.#con viktoria.#la awela debe estar bien mword jJAJAS #mientras que haya chismesito antes de la bomba uwu

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midnnightxrainn · 1 year

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berthe bajwa-herzog. 2 generacion. fc: kierna shipka.

Ultima hija de dhavlen y viktoria. La pequeña de la familia y por consecuente la consentida de todos. Ella no heredo el amor por el arte como gran parte de su familia, ella heredo el amor al cocinar como los Herzog. Acompañaba a su madre al restaurante familiar siempre que podía y se escabullía a la cocina donde pasaba horas con su tía Ingrid, observando cada movimiento que hacía por lo que no fue una sorpresa que poco después demostrara su interés por aprender y ahora trabaja ahí y toma cursos de cocina en cualquier parte que pueda encontrar. Es bastante social y mucho extrovertida de lo que fueron sus padres, es un rayo de luz.

#nunca digan nunca #pero la neta amo aquí #es una bebita #int ♡ berthe bajwa herzog.#visual ♡ berthe bajwa herzog.#musing ♡ berthe bajwa herzog.

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lets-break-free-from-our-chains · 11 months

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Always and Forever My Truest: Chapter 2

(A/N): Hey everyone! Surprised myself with writing chapter 2 so quickly, but after writing the first chapter I think I really got my mood back for the series. By the looks of it I think it’ll really start kicking off in chapter 3 or so. I hope you guys like chapter 2! Let me know in the comments if you want to be added to the taglist, and thank you for all the support on my writing!

Word Count: 1,300-ish

Summary: Anniversary planning is never easy, especially when it’s your 453rd anniversary. Now the reader must be the one to deal with annoying Alexanders and the new information about a long lost Alexander female was just be brought to light.

Warnings: dub-con, forced marriage, polygamy, possible Stockholm syndrome?, obsessive/possessive behavior, Yandere-ish Walter de Ville, dom/sub relationship, abuse of power, threats—warnings to be added. Let me know if I missed anything.

18+ MINORS DNI!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! I DON’T NEED TO GET IN TROUBLE BECAUSE YOU’RE A MINOR READING STUFF YOU KNOW VERY WELL YOU SHOULD NOT BE READING!!! THANX

Disclaimers: I do not own The Invitation or any of the characters within the movie. You know what is and isn’t mine.

Walter de Ville x Wife!Reader

~Present day in 2022~

~(Y/N) P.O.V~

Roses. Traditional and elegant, but so unoriginal. Possibly the bleeding heart flower? The master would certain find that choice amusing. Then again, there is Cherry Blossoms. Representing renewal, which is befitting given the celebration.

‘Oh, but we had those for our 342nd Anniversary!’ I thought in frustration, huffing out a sigh. ‘Where is the creativity. The awe factor!’

The event coordinator must have sensed my rapidly rising irritation, as I shuffled through the damn flower books, and she scrambled to suggest more flower ideas. “There is always Locus flowers, Lady De Ville! They would certainly make a statement and the setting—”

“No.” I stated, indifference overcoming my composure. “No, I just don’t understand I suppose. You’ve had days and days to prepare and nothing you have shown me has yet to impress me in the slightest. Perhaps, I was wrong in believing you fit for the task…”

I stare her down as she struggles to find words in her defense. It was amusing in a way. Despite how I am in the presence of my husband, I cast off an entirely different persona in the presence of the public. A persona to rival that of the master. It’s certainly an entertaining sight for my Lord Love to watch as I interact with people. My mother always said, “who we are and who we have to be, are sometimes to completely different things.”

‘Words that I live by to this day.’ I mused to myself.

The coordinator still has yet to find solid footing and I grow tired of her incompetence. I close my eyes in disappointment and turn to leave the gardens before an innocent voice cuts through the air.

“Wait (Y/N/N)! Look at these flowers, Jade Vines.” Lucy called out, turning to me with a picture of turquoise blue flowers. ‘They certainly were stunning and most of all unconventional’ I pondered. I beckon her closer and she came bounding over, blonde curls bouncing softly with her every movement.

I hear the coordinator finally find her irksome voice, “Yes, Jade Vines would be an excellent choice! They are exotic flowers from the Philippines and considered one of the world’s most rare flowers, if not the rarest.”

I drown out her voice as a study the picture before I cast my gaze up to Lucy’s anticipated facial expression. I finally smile as I speak, “Yes, the Jade Vines would be perfect!” Lucy lets out an excited squeak. “Well done, Lucy.”

I bestow a soft endearing look to her as her face lights up at the praise and she bounces in her place. Viktoria can be so impatient with Lucy, bossing her about, and sometimes being just downright cruel. When Viktoria isn’t bullying her she simply ignores Lucy as if she isn’t even there. It saddens me to think that Lucy believes that no one cares for what she has to say. I do though, and I gladly listen her rambling. It’s nostalgic in a way as it reminds me of a younger me. A human me.

“Perhaps, I should place Lucy in charge of my anniversary event.” I glare at the other woman, who once again finds herself lost for words. “Don’t disappoint me again.” Which she vehemently nods in fear.

With that I swiftly turn and depart from the gardens. I’m almost inside when Renfield stops me on the spacious patio. He bows before rising to speak, “My deepest apologies for disturbing your planning, Lady De Ville. However, Oliver Alexander made an unannounced visit with what he claims is urgent news.”

I give Renfield an inquisitive and uncertain look before I fall back into my normal façade, “and tell me, why is this not being brought forth to the master?” I inquire, with a condescending head tilt.

“He has several important meetings lined up today, Mistress. Forgive me, I tried to send him away to return on a better day, but he insisted if he could not see the Master then he wished to speak to the Mistress.”

I heavily sighed before making my way towards my personal library. “Very well. Send him to my study in 10 minutes.”

“Certainly, Lady De Ville.” Renfield bowed, despite my turned back, and departed to collect Oliver Alexander.”

~(Y/N)’s Library~

I read over a few business project proposals and bank statements for some of the Castellan companies, before a steady knock sounds from the library doors. My golden hued eyes slowly trail over to the doors in disinterest. “Come in.”

Renfield swiftly opens the doors and makes way for Oliver. I internally roll my eyes, as Oliver gives me a dopey smile and bows in respect. He has always been a weasel and he truly had no favor with me at all. That’s why Walter tended to deal with him, so as not to upset me in any way. Speaking of which I didn’t need this boy here a moment longer than necessary.

“I hope your news is as urgent as you claim it to be, Oliver. You know I have little patience for those who waste my time.” My golden irises sharpen in a dangerous manner, to which the boy begins to squirm under.

“Yes of course, Lady De Ville. I wouldn’t dare dream of it. Though it truly is a marvelous occurrence and—”

“Out with it, Alexander!” I hissed, feeling my teeth elongate.

“We have discovered a female of the Alexander bloodline. Evie Alexander.” He fearfully blurted out.

This was quite a discovery. A very important one. All the bloodlines were bound in ancient magic to my Lord Love and the bloodlines worked together like a well oiled machine to insure prosperity and protection. Perhaps before the master and I were married, the prospect of offering a bride to the master held meaning, but that was no longer the case. At least not since he and I were wed and had became one. Now it was about keeping the bloodlines in line and doing our bidding under the illusion that their daughters held value. In truth, now all the families really did was help keep our identities and true nature from the light of truth. The brides from the other three bloodlines were really just incentive for the other bloodlines to behave and not induce the ire of my Lord Love.

With this new leverage over the Alexanders, we would be sure to have them under thumb once more. The only questionable matter is whether this girl was actually of the Alexander bloodline. I slowly stood from desk chair before leisurely gliding over to where Oliver stood.

“How exactly are you sure this so called long lost relative is truly of the Alexander bloodlines?” I asked, sweet sarcasm dripping from my voice.

“It was discovered through a DNA testing company that helps you discover people related to you.” He said, in excitement.

I nod as he finished speaking and waited on bated breath for my response, “Well, this is certainly a discovery. However, more research must be done into this girl. The Master must know as soon as possible, and I will be the one to inform him. Have you contacted this Evie?”

He shook his head and I nodded my approval. “Good. Make sure it remains so until I speak with my husband and he has decided what to do next. Only then will we commence with any plans.”

He gave me another idiotic smile and I gave a silent huff as I glared at him. “We shall be in touch very soon. You are dismissed.”

He bowed and quickly made way for the doors. I spun around to look out the enormous windows as my mind wanders off in thought.

‘Things are about to get a lot more difficult. This Evie was not raised like Viktoria, Lucy, and I. She is a different breed entirely, and certainly not one to be underestimated.’

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