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@nessfang
a private sideblog for ' ɴᴇꜱꜱᴀ ꜰᴀɴɢ ', formerly known as 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚌𝚎, deposed prince of seattle & member of the camarilla. set within the world of vtm. follows back from aronessa.
𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙻 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽, * 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴, * 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂
ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ: @sangu1no, @bleedingdve / @lethalbody, @l1felike / @aramanbynight, @wulfhart, @bleedsthrough .
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@sangu1no texted: where are you??
a green text box appears on julien’s phone.
[text: julien] julien dearest, i had the strangest run in with occtis tachonis earlier. i may have roughed him up a bit. in fairness, he was stalking me. but that is beside the point. he did relay to me some pressing news. some of his family are in town. this has, understandably, caused me to worry which is why i am now at home. i do not think anyone followed me. all my love, aranessa.
thirty seconds later, another message appears.
[text: julien] where are you?
@wulfhart: [TXT] : this was a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway.
a green text box appears on kattigan’s phone.
[to: kattigan vale (anarch gangrel)] kattigan, thank you so much for your help in setting up my cellular phone. i greatly appreciate your patience with the phone company and their ways. i do not understand what you mean by “bad idea”, as i think a phone will be very useful when it comes to talking to others. next time you stop by the apartment, i would like to go over a few code words that we can use over text message incase our communications are ever compromised. sincerely, nessa.
ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM TEXT MESSAGE PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.
[TXT] : answer the question.
[TXT] : you left your jacket here.
[TXT] : ignore that last message.
[TXT] : must be my fault somehow.
[TXT] : this was a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway.
[TXT] : guess i misunderstood the vibe.
[TXT] : i'm only texting you because i'm drunk.
[TXT] : i can't stop thinking about your hands.
[TXT] : you're not gonna believe this..
[TXT] : i'm blushing shut up.
[TXT] : okay wait no don't answer that.
[TXT] : i didn't say anything because i didn't want to argue.
[TXT] : be honest with me.
[TXT] : are you free tonight?
[TXT] : i'll explain later, just call me now!
[TXT] : i like it when you looked at me like that.
[TXT] : i should stop texting before this escalates.
[TXT] : i keep rereading that message.
[TXT] : are you trying to distract me on purpose.
[TXT] : i hate that you were right.
[TXT] : you'd be so proud of me right now and also disappointed.
[TXT] : cheers to bad decisions.
[TXT] : i had a dream about you.
[TXT] : i thought you were coming?
[TXT] : wow that's crazy.
[TXT] : it's whatever honestly.
[TXT] : your stuff is still here.
[TXT] : open the door.
[TXT] : what are you doing right now?
[TXT] : don't screenshot this.
[TXT] : don't make me ask twice.
[TXT] : i'm grabbing coffee, want one?
[TXT] : what are we?
[TXT] : no really it's fine.
[TXT] : you don't have to lie.
[TXT] : i don't feel great.
[TXT] : don't rush i've only been waiting.
[TXT] : i forgot the grocery list.
[TXT] : don't do this over text.
[TXT] : did i do something wrong?
[TXT] : i don't trust myself around you.
[TXT] : running late sorry.
[TXT] : you make it hard to be good.
[TXT] : i told myself i wouldn't text you tonight.
[TXT] : are you mad at me.
[TXT] : please answer me.
[TXT] : i told you not to do that.
[TXT] : can i come over?
[TXT] : i'm outside.
[TXT] : you're being unfair.
[TXT] : that's not an excuse.
[TXT] : can you stay on the phone with me?
[TXT] : are you busy?
[TXT] : please tell me you're okay.
[TXT] : i think i fucked up.
[TXT] : i need to vent.
[TXT] : do you want food?
[TXT] : this is messing with my head.
[TXT] : i should not be imagining this right now.
[TXT] : are you mad at me?
[TXT] : please say something.
[TXT] : can you lie for me?
[TXT] : i found your keys!
[TXT] : i just thought you'd let me know.
[TXT] : i know you're awake.
[TXT] : stay the night.
[TXT] : you look good and you know it.
[TXT] : this reminded me of you!
[TXT] : this conversation is not helping my self control.
[TXT] : i love how you only respond when it's convenient.
[TXT] : i love you and i hate that i love you.
[TXT] : you left me on read.
[TXT] : i cleared my schedule.
[TXT] : i can't keep doing this.
[TXT] : are you alone?
[TXT] : stuck in traffic.
[TXT] : you could've just said no.
[TXT] : i don't want to be alone.
[TXT] : who are you with?
[TXT] : something has to change.
[TXT] : if you were here right now i'd be in serious trouble.
[TXT] : i'm done.
[TXT] : don't tease me.
[TXT] : i'm getting worried.
[TXT] : oh okay i guess we're not talking anymore.
[TXT] : where are you??
[TXT] : i'm thinking about you.
[TXT] : i hate nights like this without you.
[TXT] : can you come get me?
[TXT] : look up.
[TXT] : i trust you.
[TXT] : i need help.
[TXT] : this is flirting right?
[TXT] : i changed my mind about earlier.
[TXT] : it's fine do whatever you want.
[TXT] : it's not what it looked like, okay?
[TXT] : my brain won't shut up about last night.
[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices.
[TXT] : that was not funny.
[TXT] : i'm proud of you.
[TXT] : i don't know why i'm telling you this.
[TXT] : i'm sorry, i should've said something sooner
[TXT] : please don't be mad..
[TXT] : are you coming over or just teasing me?
[TXT] : i won't bother you again.
[TXT] : i almost sent this three times.
[TXT] : did you get home safe?
[TXT] : you don't owe me anything clearly.
[TXT] : i miss you.
[TXT] : guess who i just ran into..
[TXT] : i can't sleep.
[TXT] : i need clarity.
[TXT] : tell me to behave.
[TXT] : okay fine you win.
[TXT] : hello?
[TXT] : you did good.
[TXT] : do you miss me?
[TXT] : i'm bored, entertain me.
[TXT] : are you safe??
[TXT] : you're unbelievable.
[TXT] : i shouldn't have said what i said earlier.
[TXT] : i hope you're asleep because this is embarrassing.
[TXT] : don't ever say that again.
[TXT] : are you flirting with me?
[TXT] : you owe me gas money.
[TXT] : stop avoiding me.
[TXT] : call me when you see this!
[TXT] : you still mad?
[TXT] : can we talk in person?
[TXT] : can i crash at your place?
[TXT] : you're going to get me in trouble.
[TXT] : i'm spiraling.
[TXT] : you're doing this on purpose.
[TXT] : okay i'm done texting now.
[TXT] : you look cute.
[TXT] : glad you had fun.
[TXT] : i'm exhausted.
[TXT] : i'm trying to be respectful but you're not helping.
[TXT] : why would you think that was okay??
[TXT] : i want to move on.
[TXT] : thanks for the heads up i guess.
[TXT] : you left your panties here for a reason didn't you.
[TXT] : you know exactly what you're doing.
[TXT] : please don't tell anyone.
[TXT] : remember when we said we wouldn't do this again.
[TXT] : i can't find my shoes.
[TXT] : do you always do this or just to me?
[TXT] : tell me you don't miss me so i can shut up.
[TXT] : you crossed a line.
[TXT] : you up?
[TXT] : you didn't have to do that.
[TXT] : don't get smug.
[TXT] : i'm on my way!
[TXT] : i should not be saying this.
[TXT] : remind me to tell you later.
[TXT] : come over.
nessa not having a cellphone phone bc she’s camarilla vs me wanting her to have one so that everyone has to suffer paragraphs length messages
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i fear we underestimate the time honored tradition of ✨ diablerie ✨
i keep thinking about how nessa, an almost thousand year old elder, is stuck working for an anarch baron (who’s like maybe 150??? years old) so she can pay for her and julien to have an apartment with a front desk worker and i’m cackling
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖑𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 unto bounty. naught rivaled the beauty of an elder's humanity. emmrich keenly regarded young nessa fang. she was brave.
"former, madam. past test. my loyalty belongs elsewhere of late," said emmrich as someone would discuss weather, polite interest shaping their brow, "i'm familiar with primus tachonis. his is a reputation one mustn't dismiss. why do you ask?"
@nessfang
the younger nods at the elder’s words, fingers twining themselves again and again in the lining of her coat pockets. she does not look at them, eyes instead fixed on some point in the distant sky. a star brighter than the rest.
“ curiosity. ” she lets out breath as she speaks, one that doesn’t freeze in the chilly air. “ i knew him well once. ” OR YOU THOUGHT YOU DID. “ but we are not on the best of terms now, so it is prudent to know who and who doesn’t know him. ”
FORBIDDEN FRUITS 2026 — dir. Meredith Alloway
…a girl who is both death and the maiden.
Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; from ‘The Lady of the House of Love’
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when nessa died, she had welcomed it with open arms. there had been no fear in death, for what lay before her was the promised path to salvation. golconda, her sire had called it. it had been a violent death, her soul cleaved from her body. but to pursue that which she had lost, to chase after it, would make her not only whole, but holy. if only she had done it. if only she had dedicated the past thousand years to the pursuit of enlightenment instead of grasping for what little power she could amass, maybe she wouldn't be staring at the arbitrator of what was sure to be her final death.
you did it in the name of protecting the salubri who were left. so that they would not meet the same fate as your sire, as callowyn. but that was all a lie, wasn't it? you wanted power and now where has it taken you but into the arms of someone far more dangerous than you can comprehend.
" what— " her words, always so carefully crafted, fall like ash upon her tongue, falter at the kindred before her. it is hard to make out their features, let alone their intentions as the shadows seem to move at their command. nessa takes a step back and then another, her hands rising in supplication. yes, beg. that will surely save you, you idiot. " i don't— he? thjazi? if this has something to do with him, i don't know anything. i have no idea what he's doing or, or what he's planning to do. or primus, is this about primus? he tried to blot me out, i have no part in his schemes! "
Vaelus suppressed the movement of her eyes, although her mouth pressed into a small line. She cannot quite make out, if it is all a ploy to remove some heat from her person, or if she's genuinely as clueless as she appears. An imposing figure, though she has not interacted that directly with kindred matters in a long time. “Primus has no use for you. I am certain he'd rather you met the Final Death, but chasing you out of what he thinks is his territory will suffice for him.”
LOOK AT HER, TREMBLING LIKE A FISH OUT OF WATER. RIGHT AT YOUR FINGERTIPS. THAT IS NOT THE TALES YOU'VE HEARD OF HER. “I, nor my sisters, have a stake in that matter.” YOU DO NOT KNOW WHETHER THAT IS TRUE, BUT IT WORKS IN YOUR FAVOR FOR NOW. “So drop the clueless act. It is unbecoming of the power you once wielded.”
Scarred long fingers reach to hold her chin, in a firm but not yet painful grip. Her sharp nails not yet piercing skin, only caressing the cold flesh underneath. “Your beloved—former beloved what you wish to call it—and that fae kindred of his have stolen something of mine. And I thought even Brujah knew not to cross the shadows of elders. Certainly not Ventrue, so would you like to rethink your answer?”
the beast inside of her has begun to fear and worry. it gnaws at the inside of her head, pounding, as she imagines her heart would if it were still able to beat. ( she’s going to eat you, the ancient one. she’s going to taste your blood and when she realizes what you are, she is going to feast. ) it is all nessa can do to keep her features composed as the old one reaches for her, as her mind begins turn.
“ he’s stolen something from you?—“ its enough to shut the beast’s maw. fear overridden by hatred. thjazi, always acting without thought for how his actions would spill down to those beneath him. once again, putting her in harms way in pursuit of her own interests. ( why wouldn’t he? ) her face twists despite herself, disgust at her former paramore plain.
“ i would never take something that didn’t belong to me, ” the conviction in her voice is evident. she never takes what doesn’t belong to her. no power, not money, not vitae, “ and if i had, i would never be so foolish as to think my betters would not come for me. but thjazi … he is coward and a fool. if you say he has stolen from you, he has. ” ( he has taken so much from you and now he has left you to die. ). nessa tries desperately to search the others face. to gauge if her words strike anger or annoyance or anything at all. but there is nothing for her to see. no way to tell if she is hopelessly failing. “ how can i prove to you i was not involved? what can i offer you besides my word? ”
anyway, i'm about to be gone for the next six days, so if their was ever a time to write diabolic stuff for me to scream about while i'm on a boat in the middle of a river, now is the time.
i feel like writing the frenzy mechanic is a little harder than it is playing it. but like the fact that it’s not just hunger related. the fact that things which the beast fears at its core (sunlight, fire, etc.) can just send you into a blind panic where you can do nothing else but run away as fast as you can. even if it costs you everything. even if i means you leave people behind.
@nessfang asked: " i never told you my name. "
There is a slight curl of her lips underneath the veil. Black, as dark as shadows, concealing part of her face. Where others would see a pious figure, she knows deeply the reason besides its existence. And it allows her certain room to further conceal any reactions. A CENSER REMAINS ON HER PERSON AT ALL TIMES, AND IT HAS BEEN AS RELIABLE AS HER FANGS HAVE. The veil is such a contrast to her full white hair, and skin so dead and old it appears violet under certain angles. She has not seen it in decades, but it is what she's been told.
She was embraced even longer than the kindred before her. “You did not have to, my Lady Aranessa.” THE QUESTION STILL LINGERS OF WHAT BUSINESS PRIMUS WISHED WITH HER SISTERS. BUT IT IS NOT THE REASON SHE IS HERE. THE CAMARILLA AND THE SABBAT HAVE NOT BEEN ALIGNED FOR A LONG TIME. “Or should I speak of you as Nessa, as he wishes to?” Shadows pour underneath the covering of her hair and veil. Techology might not be easily at their disposal but they've perfected other ways of finding their information. “There is much of us to discuss, so I urge you to relieve yourself of anything you ought to confess before we do.”
when nessa died, she had welcomed it with open arms. there had been no fear in death, for what lay before her was the promised path to salvation. golconda, her sire had called it. it had been a violent death, her soul cleaved from her body. but to pursue that which she had lost, to chase after it, would make her not only whole, but holy. if only she had done it. if only she had dedicated the past thousand years to the pursuit of enlightenment instead of grasping for what little power she could amass, maybe she wouldn't be staring at the arbitrator of what was sure to be her final death.
you did it in the name of protecting the salubri who were left. so that they would not meet the same fate as your sire, as callowyn. but that was all a lie, wasn't it? you wanted power and now where has it taken you but into the arms of someone far more dangerous than you can comprehend.
" what— " her words, always so carefully crafted, fall like ash upon her tongue, falter at the kindred before her. it is hard to make out their features, let alone their intentions as the shadows seem to move at their command. nessa takes a step back and then another, her hands rising in supplication. yes, beg. that will surely save you, you idiot. " i don't— he? thjazi? if this has something to do with him, i don't know anything. i have no idea what he's doing or, or what he's planning to do. or primus, is this about primus? he tried to blot me out, i have no part in his schemes! "
He falls to his knees coughing and heaving for air for a second, and he would laugh if he could, at the idea of being welcomed into his family's cold embrace just by delivering them the prince. But you would like that, don't you? Your father's approval, at long last... Such a shame it is an impossible. He grits his teeth and fists his hands before speaking again: " My father made... quite sure... I understood my place... in his inner circle, " he speaks slowly, bruised throat protesting at every word, always so delicate, poor little Occtis.
He takes a few seconds to breathe. Of course, she'd figured Thjazi had something to with this and while it was true he had asked him to keep an eye on her, the truth is so much simple. So simple it's disgusting... Sentiment.
He uses the brick wall to help himself into an standing position again and decides to dodge the question for now. You really think you're clever, don't you? " Where is @sangu1no? Royce and Davinos is what they said. If he's not with you... "
julien. of course. if there was one kindred more popular than her at the moment, it was him. he had many connection in l.a., far more that she had realized. it was both incredibly useful and, in moments like this, frustrating. her jaw unclenched. " he's not met the final death, if that's what you're asking. " julien had been the one to pull her out of the carnage primus had released upon them both, as difficult as it had been for him. eyes wild, covered in vitae, he had fought against the beast itself to bring her to safety. for that, he was in her debt eternally.
he could call upon that debt at any time and if he were smart, he would ask for your vitae. i don't need to tell you how dangerous it is, owing a debt to someone like him.
" where he is tonight i do not know. i am not his keeper. " it was safer that nessa didn't know where julien went most nights, though it ate at her. she worried for his safety, always. worried he would do something dangerous without warning her. " i do know he has plans to visit the hallowed round at some point. perhaps you could wait for him there. and, while you're at it, you can tell thjazi that the next thinblood he sends after me will not be as lucky as you. "
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@wulfhart whispers: " don’t you know how dangerous this is ? "
" of course i do, i wasn't embraced yesterday. " and yet, she has placed herself directly in the line of fire. some might call it heroic, the way her empathetic nature presses her to help old people cross the street and save childer from burning buildings. but in reality, it is some sick compulsion the beast has to right the wrongness of her embrace, penance for her very existence.
it is this need that compels her to accompany him in her high heels and pantsuit to another baron's territory. a young brujah, one of thjazi's, had talked their way into some trouble and needed a way out and it just so happens that nessa is very good at convincing people to do what she wants. ( a ventrue trait, one she has be honing for years. )
look at how low you've fallen. once a prince, now one of thjazi's errand runners. it would just be easier to rip his throat out and lap up his blood.
the receptionist at the front desk talks quietly into her desk phone, presumably to some lacky of the valley's baron. " just, follow my lead. we'll be in and out in twenty minutes. "
