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antedilfuvian · 1 year
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spends 8 hours making a custom playlist thumbnail instead of fulfilling life obligations (epic style)
wip playlist for anyone interested
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antedilfuvian · 1 year
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truckstop revelations 
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antedilfuvian · 1 year
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into the flood again
same old trip it was back then
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antedilfuvian · 3 years
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antedilfuvian · 3 years
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“local man caught rappelling from venture tower, 300 feet in the air”
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antedilfuvian · 3 years
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flesh of my flesh
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antedilfuvian · 3 years
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"I knew you long before you were born.  I dreamt, and in that dream I saw you standing there, overlooking the evening tides crashing in upon the shore.  I could feel the warmth of the sun just as I had remembered it in life, but whatever light it radiated paled in comparison to that which shone in your eyes.  You looked at me like I was an old friend—not some beast that died millennia ago.
I looked at you, and for once, these old bones knew peace.  I asked what you were doing here-—not who you were, some part of me knew that already.  "Just wait," you said.  "It'll be worth it soon enough.""
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antedilfuvian · 4 years
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Metamorphosis is...
It hurts to be young
Gotta learn every goddamn thing
You gotta hack your way through
And realize, it's almost entirely lies
But then you'll begin to smile
Smile for me, real
When you accept what you are
The transformation is done
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antedilfuvian · 5 years
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enlightenment.jpg
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antedilfuvian · 4 years
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So good to be an ant who crawls atop a spinning rock.
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antedilfuvian · 4 years
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enlightenment ain't easy.wip
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antedilfuvian · 5 years
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love is rich with both honey and venom
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antedilfuvian · 5 years
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"What, you've never seen a vampire at the beach before?"
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antedilfuvian · 5 years
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"how do you do fellow kine" wip
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antedilfuvian · 3 years
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I’m curious about your ocs :) do you wanna talk about their sires/why they were embraced? (Unless it’s a really spoiler-y plot point for something you are writing lol)
Of course!! To preface, all of this is just for my own personal enjoyment/not used for actual tabletop sessions. So, bear that in mind when delving into the high-stakes, grandiose nature of their stories. :)
Hadrian
Although his modern namesake derives from the Roman emperor, we have to go a bit farther back to capture the moment of Hadrian's embrace—somewhere around 500 BC in northern Greece. Hadrian's real-life inspiration is Epaminondas, a Theban general who, through ballsy maneuvering and brilliant tactics, freed many from Spartan rule and unified a large chunk of Greece. With the power struggle between Ventrue and Brujah present within the region at this time, such strategizing gained the attention of a number of watchful observers, all eager to secure such strategic advisory for themselves.
Ultimately, however, it was not a meticulously-planned course of action that found Hadrian in the world of the undead; rather, the impulsive decision of a powerful tourist. Victorious in his final battle yet mortally wounded, Hadrian awaited his final moments amongst the living, shrouded by a cloak of mourning comrades. Abruptly, the presence of a newcomer found those around him in a Domination-induced trance. Veddhartha appeared to him and, just as Hadrian was shy of his final breath, provided him life anew.
The lore on Veddhartha is somewhat unclear and conflicting at parts (based both on what the wiki says and what resources I've managed to find on him), but the the purposes of my story, Veddhartha was the one who diablerized Ventrue. This places Hadrian at 4th generation, but given the delicate nature of his sire's acquisition of power, he claims only 5th amongst the circles that know his true age and identity.
Hadrian, deemed incorruptible in life, detested the new life thrust upon him, surrounded by those that favored material gain and power-grabbing over honor-bound aspirations. While compliant with the traditions of his clan, his relationship with his sire was a cold and distant thing marked by bitterness. This mattered less and less with the passing ages and the gradual disappearance of Veddhartha, leaving Hadrian with only the hollow loneliness associated with being sired and left to one's own devices.
Though with time Hadrian succumbed to some of the selfish inclinations of his blood, he never sired his own childre. Mocked by his contemporaries for being childless both in life and death, Hadrian's real name grew more obscure with each century. This, however, only made him all the more desireable as a prospective agent for the Inconnu.
Piers
Piers' siring was unorthodox, to say the least. Born a Salubri revenant although largely unaware of the fact for the majority of his life, Piers found a certain ease in adapting to the norms of the undead when playing his own masquerade amongst them as a hunter in Cainite socialite's clothing. A strained and often-times-hostile relationship with his father born of circumstance unknown to Piers himself found him seeking independence at a young age and bearing the brunt of foolhardy decision making in the process.
It was only when meeting Hadrian at the age of 18 in 1998 that Piers found someone to serve as a mentor despite a (potentially mutually-beneficial) conflict on interest present within their individual goals. Unbeknownst to Piers, Hadrian knew the truth of his blood—not only its vague properties as being that of a revenant's, but also the gritty details of the Ashfield family's past. This information stemmed from his work with the Inconnu, who provided him clear orders not to interfere with the path Piers had been set on. Of course, like a moth to a flame Hadrian failed to obey, opting rather to assist the young hunter at arm's length over the course of 6 years until finally incapacitated by the Inconnu (something that I'd likely have to go into greater detail about in another post haha). Upon his rescue 9 years later and subsequent nursing-back-from-frenzy that transpired over the course of a year, he found Piers had discovered the nature of his blood.
It was not Hadrian who ultimately sired Piers, even if both secretely desired that to be the inevitable. Rather, it was Piers' pursuit of the man who had began the domino effect that led to his own creation, a 5th generation Salubri by the name of Klaudio and, more personally, his great-great-to-the-thirteenth grandfather. Piers, accompanied by a still-recuperating Hadrian, tracked down his grandfather to an estate occupied not only by the man himself, but every other firstborn Ashfield to precede Piers, sustained by the blood of their primogenitor. This would be the site of Piers' Blooding, one marked by the felling of his forebears (including his own father), until finally face-to-face with Klaudio.
Both Piers and Klaudio were mortally wounded in their fight, but then, as Piers' hands reached out to touch the face of his foe, a man over a century old yet so familiar, a heat ignited at his fingertips and set Klaudio's skull aflame. This final display was not a coup de gras, but rather a form of unconscious, thaumaturgical diablerie, consuming the elder's essence and taking it upon himself. Hadrian, separated but arriving just in time to observe Piers collapse to the floor, rushed forward to cradle the body of his lover and mourn what he thought to be a corpse. "You're not getting rid of me that easily," coughed Piers, looking up at Hadrian from behind a lidded gaze, exhausted yet cocky as ever, before succumbing to unconsciousness.
It would be 14 days before Piers awoke. In that time, Hadrian returned his body to their apartment and never left his side, doing what he could to mitigate the pain of the embrace. It was only when carrying his body to the pool of his bathhouse that Hadrian noticed a quickening of breath and a sudden struggle. Fearing Piers would reject his newfound blood, Hadrian's eyes searched for signs of change in the younger's body.
When Piers' eyes opened, it was with a third to accompany them. Piers had Awakened.
Thanks so much for the ask!! Tumblr never seems to let me add tags to asks, but hopefully I can slap a long post tag on this one. And also if there's any OCs you'd like to talk about yourself, I'd love to hear about them!
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