shoves my butt in your face tbh. (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥ you’re such perfection, so incredibly sweet, inside and out. i just i think your writing is beautiful, and you take on such an intricate character with ease and delicacy, and your hard work shows. you’re such a joy to have on my dash, and to be able to write with, i hope you never forget that m'dear.
oh, goodness. whoever it was texting him on the other side was getting excited. and by this point, he only hoped this person was a woman. if not… oh jesus christ. it would be HILARIOUS. the mere thought made him laugh out loud, making his family’s eyes drop on him for a moment.
”oh, i’m sorry. a friend is in trouble, i should go get them before they get arrested. thank you for the food, mom. it was great. i’ll call you tomorrow morning, good night.”
with this said, he took his jacket and got up from the table, walked to his audi and sat there for a moment. this was getting interesting, and the smile he had couldn’t be held back any longer. he took his phone and typed in a reply.
( text; unknown. ) see you downtown in twenty minutes. hope you’re wearing a nice skirt for me. ;)
she exited the club, saying a quick goodbye to caroline before heading to the small cafe across the street, her short dress hidden under the pea-coat style material that covered her shoulders in the cold. ordering a cup of tea, she bit her lip, sitting beside the window, which was slightly frosted from the chilly night. her finger traced a path along the rim of the cup, allowing the tea to warm her up. & she waited.
( sms; unknown. ) i’m at rose’s cafe. sitting by the window, come in and warm yourself up. ;)
a hum fell from her lips as she looked at the coming customers, all choosing to either take their drinks on the go because, frankly, it was quite late, or choosing to sit a distance away from the windows and their permeating coldness. finally, the bell rang, & it seemed as if the man entered, out of his element, looking for someone. she smiled, coughing gently, her smile easily turning into a smirk as she caught her first look of the man.
friday night, a boring one at that. another dinner at his parents’, the fifth in the month. and it simply got on his nerves by that point. and he didn’t quite understand why all the passive-aggressive questions were aimed towards him, the one with the telecommunications empire, the one who has actually done something with his life. but, for obvious reasons, he’s not going to say anything out loud for the sake of not hurting his siblings’ feelings. but, fuck.
when will he meet a girlfriend, christian?
when will we have a grandchild, christian?
jesus, are you ever getting married, christian?
and so on.
eventually, the conversation turned to a different direction after his sister decided to share the highlights of her most recent trip to paris, and christian thanks her silently for it, only using his eyes. the conversation started going way too fast, and he lost interest. however, there was a buzz in the pocket of his pants that caught his attention. he took the phone out and read the message. well, at least he’d get some entertainment. perhaps the texter got the wrong number. what a terrible mistake. christian chuckled as he typed in a reply.
( sms : unknown ) indeed am. can i see you tonight?
a sputtered cough fell from her lips as she realized what she had done, TEXTING a random stranger was bad enough, but elena had to take it one step further & sext him. what was she thinking ? she was lonely, tired of being SINGLE. she wanted the ( w a r m t h ) of another person beside her, preferably after they had ravished each other. FOUR years of college had only taught elena that she had no clue what she wanted to do with her life in the long run. right now, all she wanted to do was have a night of fun, and she was just drunk enough to make it happen.
( sms: ??? ) just tell me where to meet you. i’m excited. ;)
oh, how elena hoped she wouldn’t end up ( regretting ) this.
i. this is a independent roleplay blog for elena gilbert from the vampire diaries. i’m pretty much always up for plotting, & elena definitely can be molded to any setting !! check out my verses for more info. c:
ii. i mainly play a human elena, up to season 3. c: however, i will play a canon elena occasionally, and the threads will be tagged x. canon. i love au’s, so if you would like to plot & are as bad at it as i am, maybe check my verse wishlist which is tagged ( & verse wishlist. )& let me know if you want to do something !
iii. this is a semi-selective blog, which simply means that i prefer writing with mutuals at the moment. however, please don’t let this deter you, you can always come to me with a plot & keep in mind that if i find that our muses are likely to interact, i will usually follow back !
iv. sometimes elena can be fickle, & i do have other blogs to tend to, plus school work to accomplish, so replies may not always be out on time. feel free to let me know, kindly, if i have neglected your reply for too long.
v. mun / muse 18+, nsfw may occur. it is tagged ;;nsfw. or nsfw. triggers are tagged accordingly as i see fit as trigger tw.
vi. the credit for the image on my background can be found on deviantart, credited to the user agnescecile all credit goes to them, i just made it into a background c: !!
vii. some of the icon psd’s i use are made by myself, and they are the ones with a purplish tint & a single line as the border. others are credited to jay, praesaga, for her absolutely beautiful everything.
viii. i’m not affiliated with the lovely nina dobrev or the show the vampire diaries. i don’t take any credit for the images used, most icons come from hollow-art, insanejournal, myself, or various sources on tumblr.
vampire elena: in my verses for vampire elena, she is worse than a ripper. she consumes the flesh of her victim, in her own way of remorse. she regrets her urge to kill the person, so she feasts on their body as a way to keep them close to her. she is essentially a psychotic serial killer, but she is kind, and in a constant state of denial. once she goes off the rails and terrorizes a victim, she claims that it was for the best that she put them out of their misery. in a way, this is also elena expressing her trauma from losing her family members, her fear of abandonment leaves her to consume her victims, in such a way that they can never leave her. this verse may be very triggering to some, and is tagged x. teeth of razors; blazing hunger. so please, please, please, blacklist the tag if it makes you uncomfortable. this is in no way my main verse, but will be played at some points when i have muse or when it is requested.
