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I finally got around to set up the new blog and officially archive this one. I’m very excited about writing Serena again, especially with the new fc and verses I made for her. So, you should follow me over @witchyserena. I’m gonna go on a following spree myself right now.
I finally got around to set up the new blog and officially archive this one. I’m very excited about writing Serena again, especially with the new fc and verses I made for her. So, you should follow me over @witchyserena. I’m gonna go on a following spree myself right now.
I finally got around to set up the new blog and officially archive this one. I’m very excited about writing Serena again, especially with the new fc and verses I made for her. So, you should follow me over @witchyserena. I’m gonna go on a following spree myself right now.
I finally got around to set up the new blog and officially archive this one. I’m very excited about writing Serena again, especially with the new fc and verses I made for her. So, you should follow me over @witchyserena. I’m gonna go on a following spree myself right now.
I finally got around to set up the new blog and officially archive this one. I’m very excited about writing Serena again, especially with the new fc and verses I made for her. So, you should follow me over @witchyserena. I’m gonna go on a following spree myself right now.
I finally got around to set up the new blog and officially archive this one. I’m very excited about writing Serena again, especially with the new fc and verses I made for her. So, you should follow me over @witchyserena. I’m gonna go on a following spree myself right now.
Okay, so here’s the thing. I’M NOT DONE RPING SERENA! I love her too much and I have too much work in this character to just stop playing her, so that’s not the case at all. But I’m going to move her to a brand new blog under the same url because I want to change quite a few things up. This dashboard with so many people got a little overwhelming for me, and the blog is a bit disorganized as well. Additionally, I want to change some things in Serena’s bio and verses; and a huge thing is that I want to age her a bit with a new face claim (I won’t spoil that surprise haha) and with Nina only as her young fc.
I’m very excited about this change. I think I really needed it because now I can again look forward to playing her. I will post the link here when the new blog is done, presumably in a few days.
Hey, folks. Not gonna lie, I need a breather from tumblr. A lot is going on in my life right now and I can’t really find the time to rp. Unfortunately, I don’t think that’s gonna change anytime soon and tiredness kills my muse, so the best I can do right now is go on a hiatus. At least until I can manage my time better. It will take a few weeks, I think. Anyway, I love all of you and I hope to rp with all my lovely partners again in the future.
“ i’m the city menace. “ she corrects, finding comfort upon the nearest table. how dull they must seem to discuss the importance of proper attire, her own amusement brings a smile to crimson lips, she looked back to serena. “ don’t take this the wrong way but i prefer you in LEATHER. “
“ You would like to be, ” she chuckled, turning fully to the woman now with amusement shining in her eyes. At the brunette’s comment, she smirked. “ I shall wear my leather dress next time, then. ”
❝ WELL they’re dead and yet seem to think they have nine lives. I on the other hand only have one and would like to live so pissing off people around here wouldn’t be the brightest idea on my part..❞
“ So wise... It’s a shame they aren’t the type to accept advice from anyone, not alone a human. ---- I believe, at least. ”
His brows rose looking towards the woman. Never once had he showed any signs of who and what he was nor did he tell her that he was a wolf. Deciding not to tell her that he was a wolf his brows furrowed slightly. “Are ya drunk? Ain’t them just made up?” Faking stupid was easier than allowing anyone to know his kind existed.
Serena rolled her eyes a little but there was a small smile playing in the corners of her lips. He was playing it safe and that wasn’t exactly a bad decision, but she already knew better. " I’m a witch. Stop playing stupid. ”
JUST WHEN HER DAY couldn’t get any worse, Caroline spots someone will that face - the face she’s seen every single for such a long time. ❝Part of her was hoping for Katherine but honestly, she wasn’t in the mood for any of them.❞
Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck stand to attention and the witch can immediately feel that she is being watched. It’s the kind of gut feeling she learned not to ignore long ago so Serena turns her head, her gaze meeting the blonde’s. “ What are you looking at? ”
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🎵for me to shuffle my playlist and use my favourite line of the next song as a starter ( Meme || Accepting )
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❛ ━━━ too many war wounds und not enough wars ❜
“ There will be more wars to come, though. ------- It’s INEVITABLE. ” Humans still feared them; hated them. Apocalypse didn’t cure this world like he had intended to. He did not make a better one, he only made it worse and he didn’t live to see his creation. “ Next time, we should do the wounding... ”
he wonders if that’s meant to scare him. if he should believe her because of how long she’s lived. and yet it doesn’t scare him. he wonders if death would be relief. and yet he’s made himself live out all these years. he wonders about death but he doesn’t seek it out for himself. never for himself. always for others. but that’s something he can’t control. “what if-?” but he doesn’t want to ask her. he doesn’t want to tell her that he can’t stop, that he doesn’t know how to stop. that he just keeps going until they’re all tattered and bloody remains. and he’s never satisfied. he’s never asked anyone questions. he’s accepted his lot. because that was a hell of a lot easier. that was his way.
he looks at the bodies. because it seemed like she was looking there. he usually just leaves them there. lets them be found. he hears people talk in fear about him. and he’s half thrilled and half scared. he’s not sure what the hell he’s supposed to feel though. “what are you going to do with them?” but that’s not the question he wants to ask.
She looked straight into his eyes, daring him without words to finish the started sentence hanging heavily in the air between them. But after a few moments, it became evident that he was not going to. What if, what if, what if ---- he could have continued that sentence in so many different ways. Serena didn’t want to guess and what was more, she didn’t like what ifs.
“ Get them back into their car and set it ablaze-- ” but she realized her mistake the moment the words left her mouth and she bit her lowerlip a little, just for a second before recovering. See, the heretic usually just used magic to light fires. She didn’t have a lighter on her. “ --- That would be ideal, at least. Any chance you might have a lighter or a match? ”
His brows tense a little. Asking about him? It wasn’t as though she didn’t know where he was. She had sent along those graduation announcements of hers straight to the Compound, he had always wanted to make sure that she knew where he would be just in case. And yet now she simply asked about him without coming directly there. Unless she wanted his confusion, she wanted him to come find her - the possibilities were all a little endless given their history together. “ And what did you tell her? “
“ That you are a better king in the French Quarter than Marcel was because that’s what she asked about--- ” and that was where things became a lot more interesting. “ --- right before she told me that she wants to OVERTHROW you. ” Which was a very stupid idea for a vampire so young, but Serena couldn’t imagine where that kind of ambition came from for the blonde to begin with. The whole thing was incredibly strange.
Those hardest to love
need it M O S T…
“Fair ‘nough.” He glanced back down at the pool table, measuring his shot before taking it, watching the four ball bounce around the table before knowing the six in the hole. “Can I help ya with somethin’?”
Her eyes followed the moving ball on the table until it landed in the hole near her side before looking back up at him. “ You’re a werewolf, aren’t you? ” The question was more of a formality as Serena could feel it in her gut that he was. Her magic sung in her veins.
