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accidentalshifter · 2 months

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Writing fanfiction is a gateway to shifting, I swear!

Before working on "Dawn Misplaced," my Originals/TVD fanfiction project, I didn't dream of characters breaking the fourth wall or know it was possible to interact with them within my sleep... And I certainly didn't think it was real that another version of me could exist in a fictional world much less this Universe! OK I did. But, I figured there were huge margins of separation between me & myselves. And I figured that it was "more logical" to assume that what I was really doing was ✨️ using my imagination to combat a deep sense of inner loneliness ✨️ with extra steps involved. The dream worlds I'm used to exploring seemed way easier to explain. They were metaphors for psychological forces or archetypes in my psyche. Not real. Not truly.

That idea has recently changed. It's real. It's all real. At least, it's very real to me. Antis get fucked.

When Netflix (*hiss*) removed The Originals from their selection, I lost interest in writing Dawn Misplaced, tried to move onto another endeavor, and put vampires out of my head. Tried. Apparently, my imagination had other plans. I started having weird, vivid dreams of being a character within The Originals-verse. Despite resisting these dreams, they ramped up, becoming much stronger, until they were leaking over into my waking life as intrusive daydreams. Sometimes, they lasted for just a second. Other times? It felt like hours had gone by even though it'd only been minutes in my CR. These daydreams felt like tugs on my brain from somewhere I couldn't explain.

Who is tugging on the other side is still very much unknown. Maybe it's my DR-self? Idk.

Half a year has passed doing my damnest to deny the pull. After all, I had my own dreams to play in!! And the (theoretical) Mikaelsons have plenty of shifters on their payroll... Why the hell would they want one more shifter???

Especially someone like me:

✅️ 35 years old

✅️ no money

✅️ no prospects

✅️ a burden to my family

✅️ frightened

No accounting for their taste but six months and countless intrusive daydreams later and I am FED UP with taking a passive stance on this. I've decided to treat this like any other dream world I explore and get to the bottom of these tugs! And possibly fist fight the one who's responsible for them. Before I do that though, I want to make a list of all the "mini shifts" or intrusive dreams that I've had since this ordeal started. Thinking back on them, I can see a disconnect between the dreams I'd have when I was asleep vs. daydreams I have when I'm awake. Tw: this list of scenarios are NOT for those uncomfortable with violence, blood, death, or manipulation. My version of the Mikaelsons don't play nice in my dreams.

Asleep dreams: Seem to play out as if I'm in the body of a character within The Originals and important to the plot somehow.

Awake dreams: Seem to play out as if I'm an invisible ghost of my CR self just watching things unfold around me while being unable to communicate or be seen by anyone.

List of TVD/Original-verse Minishifts (Part 1)

⚜️ Walking down the main staircase of the Mikaelson mansion (the one way out in the country) while hearing arguing voices. I see Hayley first. She's eating a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios nonchalantly. Rebekah is on her phone, swipping left on an app. When I get half-way down the staircase, Elijah and Klaus (the ones who are arguing) stop their bickering to drag me into it. Elijah turns to me, asking: "You agree with me, don't you?". Klaus makes a sarcastic face & asks "Surely you won't agree with my *morally tiresome* older brother?" At this point, I become lucid inside the body of this person I'm in. I pause for a second before responding, "Uh, maybe, I don't know??". Elijah looks at me weirdly at that reply. [Asleep]

⚜️ I wake up in a bed I don't recognize. It's a four-poster bed, carved out of polished dark cherry wood. The sheets smell clean & feel good to the touch. Morning light is pouring through a window. It's warm on my skin. I'm groggy as the body I'm in slides out of bed & stumbles over to the window to peer out of it. I can see an apple orchard and a driveway running straight through it. I notice how red the apples are, fixating on that for whatever reason. As soon as I do, I hear a sort of wind noise. Like an errant breeze just ran through the room. Elijah's voice drifts into my ear but I don't catch what he said. My body turns to face him, I feel my mouth moving. I'm saying something. I can't hear what I'm saying, tho. [Asleep]

⚜️ Kieran is kneeling at the foot of the altar inside St. Anne's. The heavy smoke of bitter incense clouds the air, wreathing around the priest as he mutters prayer after prayer. I'm not inside a body this time. I'm nowhere. It's like I'm viewing this scene remotely in a 3rd person perspective. The candles burning at the memorial altar in the alcove flicker, their flame suddenly growing huge. Whispers are heard all around. I hear Father Kieran reply to them, "Yes, I understand." [Asleep]

⚜️ "Now, Elijah, we've tried mercy and peace and leniency, but these witches are officially out of control-" I hear Klaus ranting before I gain my senses. I'm back inside whoever it is I'm possessing (?) standing in the kitchen of the Mikaelson mansion while Elijah & Klaus are arguing. Again. Rebekah makes a snarky comment about Klaus and how his tolerance policy usually involves a dagger, so she's on the side of the witches. Klaus snarls, pulling up the long sleeves of his shirt to display his arm. It's covered in a weird tattoo that seems to be growing, crawling towards his chest, & neck. It almost looks alive. "We have to think about this sensibly, Niklaus," Elijah says. And Klaus, in turn, snaps that's it's a little hard to think about anything but dead witches with this curse on his arm. I begin to speak. But, I wake up in my CR a second later. [Asleep]

⚜️ Again, I'm walking down the staircase. It seems like that's where I become lucid in my dreams the most. The mansion is silent, too silent. Maybe everyone is gone?? The minute that thought crosses *my mind*, I sense the air shift and feel the body I'm possessing get slammed hard into a wall. Even in the dream, it hurts. I look up to see the livid, pissed-off face of Niklaus Mikaelson. The tattoo on his arm has progressed. I can see it peeking out from behind the material of his V-neck shirt, nearest towards his collar bone. He tips my chin up with one finger while his other hand pins me to the wall of a secluded hallway I've never seen before. "You...haven't been honest," Niklaus says to me in a voice that's nearly a seductive purr. Well, it would be if it weren't so bloody fucking terrifying. "You've been keeping a secret from me and Elijah..." The body I'm possessing is going crazy with panic and adrenaline. I can feel my (?) heart pounding. It's distracting me from focusing fully on Klaus & his paranoid rant. He seems to realize this, tightening his grip on me. His voice is a threatening snarl when he speaks now. "You think you can just run off to your little world any time you want, don't you?! I don't think you understand-" And to be real honest, I don't, because I immediately woke up in my CR before I let Klaus finish his rant. [Asleep]

#desired reality #shifters #shifting #shifting blog #tvd shifting #tvd universe #shifting community #shiftblr #shifting realities #shifting stories #reality shifting #tvd dr #shifting to tvd #reality shifter #shifting diary #reality shift #mini shift #shifting to tvd is great until you have to deal with Niklaus

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hyperactivewhore · 10 months

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what’s the most unhinged things that’s happened in your dr?

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Well, I haven't shifted yet (tho I'm definitely going to) because the only attempt I do at it is go to sleep and hope to wake up in my dr lmao. Which can work btw, but you gotta set the intention to and I don't even do that.

But I'm still gonna take the opportunity to talk about my drs (they're so good even if they're Wattpad coded, I promise 😭) because I love them and I need to get out of this shitty reality as soon as I can.

My main reality (not the one I'm shifting tho rn) is a tvd one, where I'll permashift and I'm basically the daughter of Hecate in that dr aka the reason to make myself as overpowered as possible (yes I made myself more powerful than Hope deal with it, I'm literally a goddess in that reality). Given that is the dr where I'll stay forever, it's the last one I'll shift to. But my s/o is Klaus and I'm having his tribrid child because no child of mine is being born on this rat hole and I literally love Hope. But it's so cool, I created a new family so I don't have to be part of the main families of tvdu and I basically script those siblings in almost every reality.

Btw, if someone shifts to tvd as well, please script Damon doesn't rape Caroline/Andy and that Katherine doesn't rape Stefan either. And script out the racist shit the Mikaelson are always pulling on Marcel as well as Klaus (and any other Mikaelson tbh) treating Marcel like he's family and not making any blood distinction between him and Hope.

My fame dr is practically those siblings I mentioned earlier and characters of the tvdu in a human au. I'm dating Klaus as well in this reality, and I'm basically the most successful actress and singer of the century (I need my main moment leave me alone). Klaus is a successful painter, at the level of Picasso, van Gogh, Dalí, da Vinci etc. Rebekah is the most famous models of Victoria's Secret, Elijah is one of the best lawyers, Kol is a professional magician and Finn and Freya manage a luxurious company. In other ways, they're famous Kardashian level, as well as my family.

Their parents, Dahlia and Henrik are still dead though lmao. Rip

And I scripted out Julie Pl*c, JK R*wling and Rick Riordan as well. And I basically attributed Harry Potter, Percy Jackson and a lot more to a poc woman named Elia Lennox. I changed everything about hp and pjo btw, they're not problematic books in my dr at all and I added a lot of representation, diversity as well as subplots.

And I asked an ai a way to eat meat that doesn't come from animal abuse and scripted it into my dr. Short explanation: scientists grow meat in a controlled environment using animal cells, without the need to raise and slaughter live animals.

But going back to your point, idk. I like to script scenarios I see in tumblr (especially the ones from @klausysworld 🙈), but perhaps is the one where I run over Klaus with my car and throw him off a bridge in my tvd dr. I need that enemies to lovers trope and he's an complete asshole anyway.

Or perhaps the scenario I scripted where the Mikaelson "go poor" for a week and they have to come live at our house and I suddenly have to share my bedroom with Klaus. Dw they get rich again, think about it as if their bank account was suddenly hacked by no reason other than karma. Or perhaps witches, who knows.

Ah, I love my stupid fanfic drs that make absolutely no sense. They're so ❤️💗🌷🌼💛 and ☠️💥💢🕳️💀 at the same time.

#shifting realities #shifting #tvd shifting #fame dr #tvd dr #klaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #kol mikaelson #freya mikaelson #marcel gerard #hope mikaelson #anti shifters dni

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iliketopgun · 1 month

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@littlecoffeeadict

My Drs

Top Gun Maverick (6)

NCIS (1)

NCIS New Orleans (1)

Criminal Minds (1)

Dead Poets Society (1)

Harry Potter (4)

Marauders era (2)

Legacies (2)

TVD (4)

The Originals (3)

Fame (1)

Supernatural (1)

Teen Wolf (1)

Brooklyn 99 (1)

Narnia (1)

MCU (1)

PJO (4)

OBX (2)

Footloose (2011)(1)

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fancycassie-stayfancy · 2 months

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I just visualized what my female friends and I would be like dancing, laughing, having fun as if Mystic Falls had nothing supernatural, as if it were just us for one night without vampires, werewolfs, witches, Vampire boyfriend etc.

I was good i cant stop smiling and i am feeling good

#desired reality #shifters #shifting #dr script #shifting community #tvd shifting #tvd universe #shifter #shifting realities

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jalez123shifts · 6 days

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Scripting gets so tiring sometimes or is it just me

#fame dr #reality shifting #shifting methods #shifting script #shifting diary #tvd shifting

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ambermarieleblanc · 21 days

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About Me

Name: Amber Marie Leblanc

Nicknames: Elskan, love, sweetheart, Mikaelson Little human ( by all their enemies)

Age: 20 years old

Birthday: February 10th

Gender - Female

Pronouns: She / Her

Species : Human

Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 5'2"

Languages spoken: English , Spanish, French, Aramic, Bulgarian, Latin , Icelandic

S/O : In a polyamorous relationship with Klaus, Elijah and Hayley

Timeline : Set after the events of The Original (No Legacies happened

Likes: Winter, Bake, wine, bourbon , rainy days, tease my mates, animals

Dislikes: hot days, trash, burnt and spicy food , lies

General →

• Hayley, Elijah, Klaus didn't die, obviously

• Rebekah and Freya are very close friends of mine and I get along well with the entire Original family, including Hope.

• Marcel and Klaus have a healthy father-son adopted relationship

+ more to be added in future

#tvdu #shifting community #reality shifting #shiftblr #the originals #the vampire diaries #tvd shifting #always and forever

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littlecoffeeadict · 2 months

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Group shifting with your shifting Bestie💞>>>

#desired reality #dr #cr #realityshifting #shifting #baby shifter #shifting reality #Group shifting #Group shift #shifting to tvd #tvd dr #tvd shifting #shifting consciousness

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davinashifts333 · 1 year

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JUST FIVE MORE MINUTES

(DAMONXWITCH!READER):

⚫️summary; You had know Damon & Stefan for over 100 years and have been secretly seeing Damon since he got back to Mystic Falls, You being there already with Stefan just made it easier for him to be near her & to enjoy himself with You. However, him letting his guard down to the only person that he’s ever truly loved? A bit dangerous.

⚠️warnings; smutty, implied smut, horny!Damon because why not, swearing, implied nakedness, blood, etc. 18+ ONLY!!

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The sheet draped over your bare body as Damon drew shapes on your legs. You stirred in your sleep as the after effects of the long night prior came to light. Body sore in the best way possible, his touch so familiar yet still sent shocks through you.

“Damon. Mmm.” You hummed as he mimicked the noise that escaped you.

“Yes Princess?” His signature smirk crawled onto his face as his eyes found their way to yours. You laid there for a moment, taking in the perfectly chiseled features he had been blessed with until a knock interrupted you both. Stefan.

“Hey Y/n! Time to go if you wanna make first period!” He shouted as he made his way back to his room down the hall.

“Got it! Thanks! Shit shit shit. I missed my alarm. I gotta go.” You pulled the sheet to cover yourself as you frantically searched for anything to wear. But, little to your dismay your body was suddenly under Damons once again, air knocked out of your lungs as he kissed your so softly yet with such hunger.

“Da- Hey! I have to go! You heard him i’m gonna miss first period if I don’t hurry.” You struggled to get out as Damon planted kisses down your neck and chest.

“Just five more minutes baby, please. You know I hate begging.” He mumbled against your skin. Your hands found their way into his raven locks as he found his way down your torso.

“Okay enough! I seriously have to go now and if we just end up fucking again, i’ll never leave this bed.” You said a bit harshly. He leaned back holding his head above yours.

“Fucking? You do know I don’t just

fuck you right, Y/n?” He sounded somewhat offended in a sense & you sat up to face him.

“Well isn’t that what we do? Just a couple of friends who have been friends with benefits for over a hundred years?” He scoffed getting up to grab a blood bag from the mini fridge in your room. You had conveniently put it there for him specifically. He sighed as he finished and turned to you. A bit of blood still on his chin.

“Damon? Are you okay?” You already knew the answer but never expected for his response to end the way it did.

“Let’s see Y/n. The girl I have been in love with for over a hundred years thinks I only fuck her for fun and doesn’t notice that I give myself to her entirely. So no, I am not okay.” He sits on the edge of the bed, head hanging low as he somewhat regrets the erratic confession he had just made.

“The girl you’re in love with huh? Well. Does the guy i’m in love with know that there’s no one else i’ve ever laid with and let touch me the way he does? Does he not notice the ways I have even made it easier for him to stay longer? The bite marks on my body from him that I adore every time I look in the mirror the morning after?” Silence fell as he was now sitting up straight, head filling with thoughts he had never had.

“Does he know how passionately I love him while he lays between my legs with his head in my chest? Or how a fire builds when his fingers dance on my skin? How about this. When I lay here and pray to every god out there that he whispers that he loves me back so I can finally call him mine?” He turns to you and goes to say something but before he can, you connect your lips to his.

“I do. Mmm. Of course I love you. God!” He says between breaths. Lips melting into one another as you lay back into the huge comforter.

“Skip class for me? Stay with me longer, I don’t want this to end.” He begged you as he laid on your bare chest. Your hands finding his only to have him interlock your fingers.

“How could I say no to you after what just happened? Of course i’m staying Damon. Forever.” You said as he smiled back up at you, lifting you up into his lap earning a fit of giggles from you. Safe to say you never made it to school and Stefan had a hell of a time learning the news when he got home.

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ENJOYYY!!!

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miss-shifter · 5 months

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My dr boyfriends (I have a type)

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theshifterbear · 10 days

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Things I script about my s/o

Even when everything is going off the rails we still have time for each other.

He'll never cheat (heard a horror story)

I'm able to make him laugh more than other people. (I'm funny and he should be able to enjoy that. )

When he's away he'll call to ask about my day and see how I'm doing. (honestly don't know why I script that. I think I got it from a fanfic. He already seems like the kinda guy who'll do that so this is just an extra precaution.)

There's always a gift I can get him. (He's rich.)

He likes when I twerk. (Most likely I was half sleep scripting this and thought it was funny. I'm kinda laughing thinking about it. Might delete it. Most likely not gonna.)

I never give him the ick. (I'd rather die)

He got a soft spot for me. (Why wouldn't I script that?)

He always does those small protective gestures like standing in front of me/ pushing me behind him in dangerous situations. (What can I say 😝)

Klaus loves hearing me talk more than he likes any one else talking. (I like being prioritized)

We both like arguing with each other when it's not serious. More like banter or debates. (He's sensitive but not like a cry sensitive like me. More like a get an little attitude sensitive 😒. I don't have a problem with it but I don't like it all the time. Plus extra precaution (He is the type to take the blankets off you cause you pissed him off))

He smells like a mix of expensive cologne and a bourbon type scent. (I don't know if that smells good or not but sounds like it does.)

No morning breath. (I don't know how people do it)

He loves chocolate ever since it was invented. There's hiding places everywhere and he'll pull out chocolate out of nowhere when he's either with me or alone. (It's so cute)

Plays video games but keeps that secret too.

Klaus treat Bonnie like she's his sister and protective over her and vice versa.

No romantic feelings for Caroline and Camille.

I'm his comfort person. (He's mine so I should be his)

He picks up on hobbies I have.

WHITE OR BLACK TEE SHIRTS!!!!!!! (saw an edit)

Spoils me.

There's more but this is a cool stop point.

#shifting #tvd shifting #shifting to tvd #tvd dr #shifting realities #reality shifting #reality shift #desired reality #shifter #black shifters #shifting community #shiftblr

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accidentalshifter · 28 days

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[March 24-25, 2024: Unwanted dinner guest who despite being declined politely multiple times still ends up getting his way.]

⚜️ TW: My Mikaelsons are a ✨️ problem ✨️ and don't play nice at all. Death, sex, blood, violence, manipulation, and dark themes will probably be present. I don't condone any of the actions taken by these vampires, I'm just recording them. For science.

Shifting Notes:

Whelp, I lasted all of a few hours in my DR without running into an Original. 😅 What a record! For now, this DR is running on a few scripts outlined in [this post here] but seems to have a mind of its own. Which is probably a commentary on me, tbh. This trip threw me an interesting curveball. I'm still trying to corkboard strategize my next move like-

Astrological Timing: (Partial) lunar eclipse in Libra. An excellent time for shifting due to an eclipse's liminal, portal energy. This shift definitely was a memorable one; was incredibly vivid, detailed and crystal clear.

⚜️ I re-enter DR at the exact moment that Elena gives Caroline (then me) the "who is this person??" look. Embarrassed, I rub the back of my neck and respond with: 'I'm new to hearing pretty much everything about Mystic Falls. This is my first day in town. I'm still kinda acclimating, haha!' 😅 A huge lie but telling the truth right now would cause more problems. That's a conversation for a later day...

⚜️ Elena says: 'Oh', as if a great tragedy has befallen me. Caroline reacts the opposite & exclaims brightly, 'Well, welcome to Mystic Falls!'. Then, immediately tries to get me to buy a raffle ticket/s in her next breath. 'You should celebrate it by buying a line of raffle tickets!!". Elena turns to Caroline, chastising her for what I guess (??) Elena considers to be rude behavior & Caroline blows it off with no remorse when she says, 'What, Elena? It's for a good cause!'. I can see in Caroline's face that she truly believes that.

⚜️ Elena turns to me and tries to rectify the situation by saying, 'You can get like 2, that's what everyone usually buys. Or you can give a dollar to the tip jar if you don't have 20$ to spend'. Elena is trying to alleviate the weight of Caroline's "you will spend your money for this fundraiser" stare that is focused on me. I am not sure if Elena is doing this out of care and kindness or if she's just embarrassed by Caroline. It's probably the latter option.

⚜️ I decide that donating to the fundraiser is the right thing to do in this situation. 'No, no. It's cool!' I say while digging through my bag for my wallet, 'I'll buy a line for 20$.' Caroline almost literally sparkles at this response and claps her hands together, exclaiming 'YAY!!!' as if the team she's cheering for has scored a goal. Meanwhile, Elena is just...looking at me. She's got this expression on her face like she's trying to place where I come from or is surprised/shocked by something. Is it that I bought the 20$ line of tickets??? Either way, her intrigue makes me nervous. She is Elena, after all...

⚜️ In fact, Elena is so absorbed in whatever it is that she's trying to figure out that Care has to nudge her out of her focused trance. 'Uh. Elena, the tickets...?' Caroline says. The brunette blinks, shaking off the shock, and begins to size up the line of tickets from the roll placed on the table. 'Right, uh. And what name should I put on the tickets?' Elena asks me while I'm handing Caroline a 20$.

Observation: I'm super suspicious of Elena's behavior right now. My DR is going off-script again and I have no clue what ramifications this interaction is going to have in the future. 😅 Also it's Elena. The main character. Who has doppelganger plot armor. I'm uh...having my guard up on this one.

⚜️ 'Zoey', I answer immediately, then follow with my last name of St. Claire...and tack on the "Webb" reluctantly at the end. 'That's my father's name, though', I re-amend, feeling Z go through a gut twist at this moment. Elena begins marking each ticket (with my initials) using a thick, black sharpie. She hands them to me as soon as the job is done and I thank her for it. Z asks them what their names are just in case there's more causes to donate to while I continue to study Elena's face for any possible clues on what the fuck has got her so spooked.

⚜️ Caroline immediately introduces herself. Elena follows suit afterward but seems a bit more subdued about it. Almost...reluctant. I say that it's nice to meet them both & maybe I'll "catch you guys around". I quickly take the conversational out, wave goodbye to Elena and Caroline. Then, walk away as quickly as possible because I can feel the anxiety rising up in my chest.

Observation: I've tried to script out my social anxiety a bunch of times (and maybe I'm just a terrible, untalented shifter) but no matter how many times I've reaffirmed the idea that "I am a social butterfly", my DR is like 🤣 no, bitch. you ain't tho. 💅

⚜️ Walking through the Mystic Falls Square is an overwhelming task to the senses. I can see and smell and hear things happening all over the place. There's a bunch of kids and a golden retriever playing soccer, their parents watch them play from their spots on laid out picnic blankets and quilts. Drinking beer and eating or checking their phones. A vendor in a red and white pinstriped uniform is making cotton candy at a portable stall. He expertly whips up a cone of pink, edible, sugar-spun cloud and gives it to a child accompanied by her mother. I hear a brass band start playing. Their conductor is waving his wand in sharp, excited motions. They're standing in front of the monument in the middle of the square. I lose focus as I listen to them play.

⚜️ So distracted, I accidentally run straight into a middle-aged woman sporting a Karen bob, a Louis Vouitton handbag, and a rather goofy glass of beer. The kind you'd buy as a gag at Disneyland or Sea World or Six Flags. Her drink spills all over me. A little splashes onto her hand bag. Immediately, the woman gets ANGRY as hell. She starts to yell at me, 'Excuse you?! That was a Lois Vouitton that you just ruined! Do you know how much that cost me?!'. (I don't actually, I'm not a fashion brands kind of person) Just as this woman is about to explode into a fit of rage, someone interrupts her...

⚜️ Mrs. Lockwood!! 😲 She strolls right out of the crowd, immediately commanding the Karen's respect by addressing the woman by her first & last name as if she made it her job to know every (living) person within Mystic Falls. I would've paid attention to what she'd called the woman if it were not for the man standing in attendance besides her... Elijah Mikaelson. My heart instantly drops into my stomach at the sight of him.

⚜️ Mrs. Lockwood asks the woman if 'there was a problem??' while Elijah pulls out a silk handkerchief and offers it to me as I've been trying/failing to dry myself off. It's a white & black handkerchief with his initials stitched elegantly into it with obsidian black thread. Elijah gives me an encouraging smile when I decline his offer and politely replies, "I insist," so I end up taking it. I wipe my face. Almost like I'm trying to wipe the disbelief from it as well.

Observation: He just rolled right up without any warning! I wasn't prepared for this and in fact, my DR is going SO off-script right now! I had tried to plan a quiet entrance into the Grill for my first day in Mystic Falls. Instead, I got a beer festival and hitting every branch on the main character tree! And this is only a few hours into my first day in town.

⚜️ In Elijah's presence, I feel weird... Almost like someone turned on a motor in my brain. There's a thrumming inside my chest and in my gut. It's electric. At the same time, it's a bit disconcerting. Z senses it. She gives the looming Elijah a weird look for it, too. At this point, I can't tell if it's my shock, Z's vampire hunting genes, or a combo of both that has us all tongue-tied in the Original's presence.

⚜️ Mrs. Lockwood's voice cuts in, shaking me (and my DR-self) out of our stupor. The Mayor is reassuring the outraged Karen that she's sure my colliding into her was just an honest accident. 'After all,' Mrs. Lockwood adds, 'Ms. Webb comes from a good family. I knew her father when she was small. Isn't that right, Zoey?'. Mrs. Lockwood beams at me with a kind of pride that I can't place or understand...

Observation: ...Especially considering that my scripted backstory included William W being more of a priah than anything else in Mystic Falls. I guess that's another 🚫 from my DR, lol.

⚜️ A wave of embarrassment comes over Z. I hear her chuckle and say, 'That was so long ago, Mrs. L. I'm surprised you remember me, haha...' and try to play it off casually. Mrs. L replies with a cheerful smile, 'Ohhh, it wasn't so long ago~' I think I might've inadvertently made her uncomfortable about her age? She seems pretty damn smitten with Elijah right now. Mrs. L turns to the Karen and gives the woman a dismissive, cold glare. 'Speaking of costs, let's talk later about your Garden Club membership, shall we??? You've been late on your club tributes despite the extension I've given you-'. The Karen looks mortified and is now apologizing to both Mrs. Lockwood and me. She slinks off immediately afterward like a banished demon.

⚜️ Meanwhile, I've been focusing on wiping the beer off and not paying attention to the Original who is standing mere inches away from me. Mrs. Lockwood turns to me after the Karen has left our presence & welcomes me back to Mystic Falls, then apologizes for that woman's behavior/the loss of my father. Z gets super awkward about this. She replies with a stumbling: 'It's alright. Weelllll, it's not alright. One of them is alright, one isn't. And I'm pretty sure I'm the one who ran into her. So, it's my fault-".

⚜️ Elijah interrupts Zoey. He says, 'I'm quite positive it was the other way around'. Z and I simultaneously glance at the vampire, tilting our head to the side.

Observation: Was he watching me? For how long was he watching me?? I didn't notice it at all. Was he the weird feeling I got when I'd first gotten off the bus?

⚜️ Mrs. Lockwood clicks into place, realizing that Elijah was just standing there without a proper introduction. She rectifies this almost immediately by saying, 'Ahh! Ms. Webb, this is my friend, Mr. Elijah Mikaelson. He's from the Historic Society in New Orleans'. Mrs. L smiles widely, seemingly quite pleased with herself. Elijah extends his hand to me as he replies, 'Yes, I'm here to study the history of Mystic Falls. Fascinating little town you have here...wouldn't you agree??'. He's responding to Mrs. Lockwood but staring directly at me. In this moment, to save face, I have to shake his hand. But inside Z, I'm like 😬 the whole time.

⚜️ Mrs. Lockwood puffs with pride at Elijah Mikaelson's comment. Z & I are unified when we weakly agree. Mrs. L asks how I'm doing, if I'm settling in, and whether or not the trip here went smoothly. I take over the dialogue for Z and say that the bus trip was relatively smooth but super long. And that handling all the property business is a bit overwhelming but at least I have Mr. Pogue and my father's lawyers to help me out. 'So things should be evening out soon!' Z adds in optimistically. I blink. I didn't think she was going to pipe up. Like before, I try to dip out of conversation & continue on my way to the Grill. 'Well, it was nice seeing you again, Mrs. Lockwood, but I don't want to keep you from anything...'

⚜️ 'Nonsense!' The Mayor exclaims, 'I always have time for a daughter of Mystic Falls.' But ironically, the moment those words leave her lips, Mrs. L sneaks a peek at her wristwatch and does a doubletake. She yelps, 'Ahh! The ribbon cutting!' & apologizes about speaking too soon. Mrs. Lockwood turns to Elijah and suggests that: 'Perhaps you & Mr. Mikaelson could get to know each other' in her absence and then tells Elijah that the Webbs are one of the more notable, famous families of the town. Elijah raises an eyebrow at me while I feel like I wanna evaporate into the cement. Mrs. Lockwood continues, oblivious, 'Maybe you can tell him some stories about Will and your ancestors?'.

⚜️ I try to say that I don't know much about my father/ancestors but Mrs. Lockwood has already power-walked away. I see her raising her hand up, calling someone over to her. I'm pretty sure it was "Linda" or "Leslie." It makes sense if it was Caroline's mother. But I'm not sure. Honestly? I was waaaaay more focused on the looming threat of Elijah who is staring (LOUDLY) at me.

⚜️ 'Webb...?' Elijah muses to himself aloud in a sultry purr (that I wish did not sound as hot as it did) then gazes at me more attentively. As if he's realized something. Then, a whole new expression comes over his face. Intrigue & curiosity. He asks me, 'Is that any relation to the Webbs of New Orleans?' in a polite yet unsettlingly interested way. I try to brush the question off lightly by giving him a shrug. 'I think? I'm not sure on the details. We were... Uh, textile merchants??? Or something way back in the when ago. Who can remember?' I laugh but it's strained. Z's heart is racing.

⚜️ That strange, surging, electric thrum hits me again. Only this time, it's much stronger than before. Again, I try to separate myself from the awkwardness by telling Elijah that I really gotta start heading out to get dinner & that it was a pleasure to meet him. I say this just as politely as he does, matching energy. But Elijah is one step ahead of me and keeps the conversation alive by suggesting that we get dinner together. His treat. And that he'd love the company. 🫠 I attempt to decline his offer again by saying that I couldn't possibly bother him on our first meeting by making a perfect stranger like him pay the bill. But he just smiles, replying with a wave of his hand, 'Oh, it would be my pleasure to treat you.' He follows that by telling me to consider it "fair payment" for my family's stories. He is, after all, researching Mystic Falls. Great. He's not going to let this one go...

⚜️ Z doesn't know how to respond to Elijah. I step in for her, lying directly to his face when I tell him to prepare for disappointment. And that 'I'm not well-versed in any of the Webb family's history'. I mention to Elijah that my dad didn't tell me much when he was alive. It was kind of his thing. Elijah chuckles. 'That's not an issue, Ms. Webb. I'd be happy to hear everything you do know; no matter how tiny or miniscule it is,' Elijah says with a refined & effortless politeness that is really getting on my nerves right now.

⚜️ I roll my eyes. I feel Zoey follow suit. She has the same opinion as me on this. As one, we both tell Elijah: 'don't blame me if the info you get isn't much' and that William kept his mysteries to himself. Even up to his very last days... Elijah just nods, unconcerned by this, and mentions to Z that he's known the type before and not to worry. Zoey softens at that comment while I'm shrieking loudly inside of her. I feel her smile at him and cheekily ask if that's an official deal. Elijah nods in response to this. 'Consider it a sealed deal, Ms. Webb. I'm interested nonetheless.'

⚜️ At this point, I feel my CR body flash the engine checklight, telling me that it's time to return back or suffer the consequences. And unless I want to permashift right now, I need to leave this scenario to play out for another trip. I catch a few after images when I get to my CR of Elijah Mikaelson gesturing for Z to follow him through the Square towards what I imagine will be the Mystic Grill. But my DR has tricked me before so who knows??? The next few days after this shift, I spent fully in blob mode. Like I had done a 6 day workout all condensed into 2 hours.

Side Note: The outfits I observed during this shift because now I'm noticing fashion...

Elijah Mikaelson: Robin's egg blue, button down work shirt with button-up sleeves & black work slacks, black leather shoes. I'm pretty sure they were Italian leather.

Elena Gilbert: Maroon/wine-colored tank top, black camisole. Dark red long sleeved hoodie with zippers on the ends. Skinny jeans & worn-out converse shoes. Silver locket with garnet stone embedded into it. Basically her outfit during S1, E10.

Caroline Forbes: White lace camisole with baby pink, baby doll shirt. Sleeves are cut to her mid-arms, exposing her wrists, and showing off her silver, charm bracelet. Short denim skirt & cute pink pumps. Her star tattoo can be seen. She's wearing a pair of star earrings and has silver glitter mascara on.

Mrs. Lockwood: Silk, woman's business shirt that's cream colored. Beige pencil skirt with a modest slit up the side. Pointed toe high heels. Also beige in color. Gold bangles around her wrists and white pearls around her neck. Wearing some sort of Chanel perfume????

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