#nhqintro

Name: Raphael Crossborne

Age: 36

DOB: November 11th

Positive personality traits: alluring, powerful, dominant, protective, assertive, intuitive

Negative personality traits: hedonistic, sarcastic, dishonest, promiscuous, conniving

Occupation: Head Dom @ Rosewood Manor alongside Luca D’Amore 

Family members: Adonis Deerling (younger brother), Baby Doefoot (younger half-sister), Bunny Deerling (younger half-sister)

Kinks: BDSM, age play, dubcon, orgasm control/denial, Ds, DDlg, shibari, bondage, wax play, pet play, anal sex/play, impact play

Biography:

raphael might be over almost forty years old, but he still acts like a twenty-something fuckboy more often than not. he’s selfish and self-centered, he’s spent most of his life chasing on his wants and needs and little else, the one exception when he was forced to save the lives of his younger siblings from their abusive father. he doesn’t like to talk about it, but there’s a reason that he’s now estranged from adonis and bunny, there’s a reason that he ran off with baby when she was still a toddler and changed both of their last names. with their mother dead at their father’s hands, raphael had no choice but to take his life as well before escaping with his half-sister.

it’s been years since he talked to his brother, but the agreement between the two of them was that neither baby or bunny would ever learn of their past. raphael has told baby very little of adonis, just that he wanted nothing to do with the two of them, and even less of bunny---the youngest sister that he tries very hard not to think of himself. 

as rough as his life had been at one point, it’s good now. raphael is one of two head doms at rosewood manor, a highly-trained dungeon master and sub-breaker extraordinaire, there’s nothing that happens within the estate’s hallowed halls that he doesn’t know about. working behind laurent and melody’s back to transform the pleasure haven into an even more lucrative business, he takes great pride in all of the under the table sex trafficking and illegal weapon sales that he and luca deal in regularly. 

raphael likes getting his own way, and hates to lose. he’s vain and manipulative, and wants more than anything to take full control of rosewood alongside luca. he’s already got new subs coming in on a daily basis, whether they like it or not, and he vets each and every one of them at the door to make sure they’re up to par. he’s constantly scheming and planning, underneath his charming, seductive persona, he’s got a mind built for war and leading an army into battle.

baby is raphael’s softest spot, his young sister that he’s raised practically from infancy. she’s basically his daughter and if he had ANY idea of the kinky fuckery she gets up to around the estate, he’d literally have a heart attack. in his eyes, she’s the virgin mary, and he’d kill any man or woman who dared to so much as attempt at sullying her.

RAPHAEL IS A WHORE, he’s ‘dating’ no less than eight or so women at a time, and also has several pets that he uses at his leisure. his current favorite is tatiana valentina, a tiny russian submissive that he had specially kidnapped from her home in eastern europe. 

he and luca have threesomes with women almost every single day of the week but do their dicks ever touch at any point? not on the physical plane, friends, because ‘no homo’ 

BRING ME HIS SUBS, HIS SLAVES, HIS PETS, his friends and his enemies! people who give him shit for being the giant asshole that he is, dancers who work for him and luca at the estate’s club! exes, scorned lovers ... i’m up for anything! he also loves to break in / train new submissives and is a highly competent daddy dom, so there’s that too 

name: dimitri nikolai valentina

birthplace: saint petersburg, russia

birthday: december 14th | sagittarius

scent: white ginger, basil flower, bergamot, cedar, violet leaves, haiti vetiver, coconut, and hibiscus + ( signature cologne: l’homme - yves saint laurent )

appearance: standing 6′3″ with a chiseled jawline, thick, swept-back black hair, steely eyes, and a fit frame, dimitri valentina is like something directly out of a stoic and classical portrait. dimitri’s beauty is dark and sinister, and that coupled with his brooding personality can make him come across as a deeply sinister and intimidating young man. he prefers to stay clean-shaven and well-groomed.

growing up wealthy, as the son of a mafia family and as a privileged alpha werewolf, dimitri has known luxury and wealth for the entirety of his life. as such, he dresses in the finest clothes, has a fondness for cloaks, pea coats, and gloves, and even his sweaters are designer cashmere. he prefers high end fragrances and watches and loves shades of deep emerald and cranberry paired with black or dark grey pants or accents.

personality: intelligent, resilient, proud, deceitful, haughty, pretentious, cunning, ambitious, stubborn.

biography: dimitri valentina is the middle child of the valentina children, and as such, he has always felt particularly stuck. doomed to fall in the shadows of his strong, intelligent, and ambitious elder brother, viktor, and under the bright-eyed popularity and adoration of his baby sister, tatiana, dimitri felt he was always particularly underwhelming compared to his two siblings. as an adult, dimitri often feels that he has to overcompensate to prove he is not only worthy of his bloodline, but that he is as important as either of his siblings. he was born in saint petersburg, the glittering jewel of russia, to a loving and protective family. the valentinas were mafia royalty, and as such, dimitri was born into a lap of opulence and luxury.

dimitri grew up loved, well-educated, and finely-clothed. as far as material possessions went, he was never in want of anything. as a werewolf in a clan that treasured alpha wolves, as well, he was particularly graced and endowed. but while some, like his brother or his “uncle” ronan weren’t particularly inclined to learn about life outside of russia, dimitri craved the world. a naturally curious and inquisitive child, dimitri had read about the world beyond the motherland in illicit history textbooks and works of fiction. though he was born and raised in russia, dimitri’s high marks in school and family connections got him accepted into study abroad. as a result, his fluency in english is more articulate than that of either of his siblings.

dimitri attended elite private boarding schools growing up, eventually attending cambridge university to double major in history and english literature with a minor in russian language and literature. dimitri has a decided interest in academia, architecture, fashion, and the arts; as he was never intended to become the pakhan of the russian mafia or the pack leader, he allowed viktor to shoulder much of the responsibility that comes with the job, offering his support and opinions as a younger brother.

despite the fact that viktor was raised to take the crown after his father stepped down, dimitri has never resented his brother. on the contrary, viktor and tatiana are his closest friends; tatiana in particular was his nearest and dearest companion growing up, and he wanted to always support and protect her. so when tatiana was taken by the fallen angels and kidnapped, dimitri felt useless and beyond himself. he felt useless and restless without her and, though he would never admit this out loud, partially blames viktor for tatiana being taken. his feelings were irrational and based out of grief and anger, but now that time has cooled and passed, dimitri has to learn to atone with his anger, frustration, and guilt. between grieving sister’s kidnapping and his mother falling ill, dimitri has suppressed a lot of feelings in order to appear as though he is stoic and unfeeling to the trauma that has threatened to tear his family apart.

in a bid to form an alliance with other popular werewolf families and procure a spot of royalty for the valentinas that spread across the entirety of europe, viktor has agreed to a political marriage union between the daughter of another werewolf family on dimitri’s behalf. dimitri does not consent or envision the relationship as being profitable to him; on the contrary, he believes he is being shown off as little more than chattel to be bred and auctioned off. he has no desire to marry, particularly not to a woman he doesn’t even know, but feels that this is the sacrifice his family expects him to pay for viktor taking the responsibilities of a leader.

perhaps what dimitri most strongly opposes in thoughts of marrying against his will is his freedom to rut with whomever she wants. the woman who has become his confidant these long years is one such concern for the alpha wolf. she is indentured to him, a servant meant to serve his family, and dimitri is not entirely sure what his future as a forcibly married man will mean for himself and the life he knew before.

however, as he arrives in amsterdam alongside tatiana’s guardian angel, belen, and the valentinas’ indentured servant, dimitri is determined to win his sister back and escort his family back to russia. with that being said, dimitri has a feeling that any and all opinions he may have regarding his future will be deemed inconsequential. after all, he is just the middle child.

hey there! i’m xan, this is my first time rping on tumblr and i’m a fun combo of excited and nervous, but plan on giving it my best. i don’t have discord currently as my work uses it as a point of contact, so i can only be signed into my company’s account while working from home (thanks covid). i can be reached via tumblr ims, tho, and will try to set up a discord account at some point if i can figure out a way to be logged into two accounts at once. for now, here’s jadiel!                                                   

                                                                  STATS

name: jadiel ‘jackson’ manuel abrego

species: alpha werewolf

age: 36 years old 

birthday: august 3rd 

sexuality: possibly bisexual? haven’t fully made up my mind yet, he prefers women

positive traits: loyal, protective, confident, intuitive, passionate, selfless, resilient

negative traits: stubborn, hotheaded, impulsive, reckless, demanding

                                                           BIOGRAPHY

Jadiel was born in el salvador, to a single mother whose father had abandoned her before he was born. she worked tirelessly as a waitress and a housekeeper to support them, but they were never quite able to make it out of the slums, especially when she gave birth to two other children by separate fathers --- rich white men who owned the properties she tended to and told her that they’d take care of her only to not only fire her, but refuse to acknowledge the existence of either child she bore them. because of this, jadiel quickly took to supporting his family, and dropped out of highschool when he was only seventeen to provide for them by working odd jobs and even regularly competing in underground cash fights. 

One night in particular, everything went wrong. he won the heaviest purse in a seedy cage fight that had been drawn out for hours on end, it was when he was returning home to his family that he was suddenly ambushed from behind. the man that he had just fought --- he was a werewolf, and while the use of his supernatural strength had been forbidden during the match, he used them to his full extent on jadiel now. he bit at him and tore into his flesh, leaving him for dead in the backwoods that jadiel walked through to get home. 

Even though werewolves weren’t yet known to the world, it didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened to him by the time the next full moon came around. he was un lobo, now and forever, and he made the decision then to leave his family. he was dangerous, there would be a target painted on his back the moment the werewolf that had turned him realized he was still alive and transformed, and his mother and siblings would almost certainly be killed in the fallout. instead, he told his family that he’d been offered a high-paying job in europe working on freights, and that he’d send money to them every month to continue supporting them. it broke everything inside of him to leave el salvador, but it was either that or tell his poor madre the truth about her oldest son. 

That was almost fifteen years ago. he found work in europe and sent back the majority of his wages to his family as promised, keeping only what was absolutely necessary for him to survive. he met other wolves and bonded with them, eventually he was introduced to a pack within amsterdam, and erik --- the leader who was looking for a partner. eager to prove himself, and wanting desperately to stand up for the rights of wolves now that their existence had become public knowledge to the world, jadiel offered up all of the skills and abilities he had learned as an alpha wolf. together they formed what is now known as the werewolf resistance, but jadiel trusts his co-leader no more than he did the first day that they met.

Lurking beneath erik’s supposedly sure-footed demeanor, there’s something that jadiel just doesn’t trust. something he suspects. and the way he behaves around female omegas in particular... something just isn’t right. for now he keeps his opinions to himself, but he’s largely running the resistance on his own, rebellion is in his blood and he’s out to protect the needs of his pack instead of his own... something that can’t be said for erik. 

                                            WANTED CONNECTIONS:

fellow members of the resistance! the admin team gave me permission to make the co-leader (erik) a dick, and so i’ve done so quite gladly. jadiel is relentlessly passionate when it comes to other wolves, regardless of whether or not they’ve joined the rebellion. 

people from his past that he meant years ago when he first traveled to europe, this would have been when he was just learning how to be a wolf and acclimating to his alpha status

lovers, past and present! he’s never settled down, i wouldn’t call him a manwhore but he definitely ruts it out every full moon. i’d love to find an eventual mate for him to imprint on (or maybe one that he already has but doesn’t know about?) 

FRIENDS! bros of any gender. most likely to be another wolf or a human (one that’s allied with the rebellion ofc), he really doesn’t trust angels and obviously not vampires.

proteges and apprentices, jadiel loves to take people under his wing (haunch?) and train them. he’s a really good leader in that sense, he’s always there to guide.

enemies! people he hates with utmost vitriol. most likely to be a vampire or a fallen angel, but could also be another wolf if they’re part of the coalition... he hates those bastards the most. also werewolf-hating humans.

stats

Name: grayson clemonte / gray

Species: omega werewolf

Age: 24 years old

Birthday: july 25th / leo

Sexuality: gay

Positive traits: ambitious, intelligent, charming, honest, clever, resilient, determined

Negative traits: cynical, stubborn, aloof, manipulative, selfish, emotional, insecure

biography

as soon as grayson was born, his family knew something was different about him. there was something inherently wrong with his scent–he lacked the strong spice that clemonte alphas carried, but he also lacked the softer, more neutral scent of clemonte betas. no, grayson clemonte smelled . . . sweet. the clemonte’s quickly realized their dilemma; their youngest son was born an omega wolf. the clemontes were a traditional family. grayson’s parents had been arranged, a perfectly curated alpha and omega pair, and they created three perfect children. except, of course, grayson. he was like a blackspot on their perfect record, representing something “gone wrong” with their genes. grayson’s father’s family even dared to imply his mother had mated with another alpha. still, despite his status, grayson got along well enough with his siblings, was very close with his mother, and had a distant but respectful relationship with his father. soon, they begrudgingly began looking for a potential alpha mate for grayson, someone they could easily sell him off to. unfortunately, the werewolves were exposed to the human world, and grayson . . . he was a valuable omega. the young man was torn away from his family, most terribly his mother, and given to the human government to be registered until he was of age. last of his teenage years were spent growing up in freyr wood to “protect” him from rogue alphas that wouldn’t care if he was of age.

spending those crucial years in freyr wood has left grayson somewhat conditioned. he’s still bitter that he was taken away from his mother, but part of him is terrified of what life would be like without freyr wood. he’s been convinced living without them would mean daily attacks and advances from unwanted alphas.

wanted connections:

basically anyone he’d know through freyr wood!

right now he’s living very much the life of a pillow princess, but he’s going out more and more so anyone who he’s come across that way

guards who have escorted him outside of freyr woods?

anyone he’s partnered with during heats!

he can be an absolute bitch sometimes, but i promise he’s loveable underneath the mask!! lowkey he’s desperate for affection / love 

★ The Basics

Name: Itanya Dubray (Nickname: Anya [exclusivley by Night Court] )

Age: 1000 [appeares 34]

Gender: Cis Female

DOB: August 27th (Virgo)

Species: Vampire

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Nationality: Kenyan / French

Occupation: Noble advisor to the vampire king & member of the night court

Allegiance: The Vampires 

Personality: (+) persuasive, quick-witted, charismatic, observant, inteligent (-) manipulative, vindictive, deceitful, condescending, dramatic

Theme: 

★ Biography

Itanya was born into a small tribe off the eastern coast of Africa (present-day Kenya) at the cusp of the eleventh century. The quaint tribe lived off the land, blissfully unaware of the massive world outside of their own little village. But everything they knew of the world was shattered when a mysterious being appeared one day, possessing incredible speed and strength that rivaled any mortal man. Itanya’s mother, who was the shaman of their tribe, was quick to deem the stranger a god with such incredible abilities. But Itanya did not share the same unwavering faith in the gods as her mother. While for years her tribe revered the outsider as a deity, Itanya kept her distance. 

One afternoon while Itanya was gathering water, she stumbled onto a gruesome sight that would change her life forever. The stranger that her tribe had been quick to worship was bent over the lifeless form of a girl from her village. From their lips dripped the girl’s crimson blood, and peeking behind those stained lips were two razor-sharp fangs. In that moment, Itanya realized that the stranger that had entrapped her tribe was no god but a monster. 

She tried to warn her tribe, but the monster was on her in an instant. She didn’t stand a chance. But the monster did not kill her. Amused by Itanya’s intuition and audacious spirit, the vampire that had spent years preying off of her tribe’s misplaced piety and ignorant obedience took it upon themselves to turn her. And she was powerless to stop them as they sunk their fangs into her neck, turning her into a creature of the night. 

When Itanya came to, she was... changed. She rushed back to her village to warn them of the false god, only to discover that the entirety of her tribe had been senselessly slaughtered and drained of their blood and the monster that bit her was nowhere in sight. Without a sire to guide her through her transition, Itanya struggled to understand what she had become and how to control the insatiable thirst and bloodlust that now plagued her. The guilt of not being able to save her tribe and mother weighed heavily on her soul. 

As the Europen world began looking to Africa for slaves, Itanya stowed on a ship and left behind the trauma of her past. She adapted to the advancing world, watching kingdoms rise and fall. During this time, she was taken in by another vampire by the name of Maria Dubray, a French heiress with ties to the vampire court, who explained to her what she had become and taught her how to blend in with human society. Itanya lived with Maria for years, even taking the other woman’s surname. 

But Itanya eventually parted ways with Maria, and in this time she met another vampire by the name of Gabriel Beaumont. Immediately, she found a kindred spirit in the viciously ambitious and intelligent vampire, hardened by the trauma of his own turning. Through him, she found a purpose and she was quick to follow him in his path to revenge, sowing seeds of uncertainty among the vampire court and dethroning Alejandro. 

The first few centuries of her vampiric life were spent in self-loathing, mourning the mortal innocence that had been taken from her. But after living for nearly a millennia, watching humans wage war amongst themselves and commit unspeakable atrocities against their brethren, Itanya stopped trying to desperately hold onto her humanity. Instead, she leaned into the darker parts of herself, evolving. 

Since Gabriel's crowning, Itanya has dutifully served him as not only a member of the Night Court but as the vampire king’s noble advisor. Following him and the rest of the inner circle to the Netherlands, she intends to do everything in her power to keep the vampires one step ahead of the humans, werewolves, and angels -- manipulating her way into the political climate of Amsterdam with her a disarming charm and poise. 

While she has more than come to terms with her immortality, there is a part of her that still screams for retribution -- the vengeful desire to make her sire pay. Watching Gabriel slay his demons has lit a fire inside of Itanya to slay her own. 

★ Other

( coming soon !! )

★ Connections

Hollaaaaaa! Bree again with bby #5, Belen. TWs for mild violence and kidnapping.

Character File

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SUMMARY

Belen comes from a long line of warrior angels dedicated to serving heaven and protecting mortals. His father Karael has trained generations of warriors to serve The Almighty, while his mother Suriel is a noted healer who dutifully tends to those who return from battle against hell. It is a proud lineage that Belen was always more than happy to continue. He served on the front lines against hell and all its unholy minions for decades uncounted, scoring victory after victory for heaven against their enemies. He never doubted his calling to the warrior’s life, for it ran in his blood as surely as it did in his father.

A few centuries ago, Belen was given new orders: to leave the front lines and guard over a human on earth. Although he’d never trained to be a guardian angel before, he knew that the Almighty must believe he was the only one suited for the job. So he accepted willingly, and buried his thoughts that a few decades of following a human around would be boring compared to smiting demons. But Belen ended up growing extremely attached to the mortal. They were a brave warrior whose loyalty and dedication the angel could easily identify with. Under Belen’s guidance and stewardship, the human grew to be a celebrated hero and a beloved leader to their community. Belen remained at their side until the moment they passed—their death was the only time in his life that Belen has shed a tear.

With his ward gone, Belen went back to the battlefield, slaying demons and beating back the fallen angels who stood against him. But the decades spent guarding his human had changed him, making him a more cautious fighter and a better warrior. The fight never filled him with the same sense of purpose that it once had, and sometimes he wished that he would be assigned to another mortal. But he'd never been guardian material. He was a warrior to the core, blunt and straightforward in his problem solving, never relying on emotions to guide his actions. Guardians were meant to be loving, caring forces of good for their wards. He'd had a good experience, but it was time to move on.

Twenty years ago, Belen was tasked yet again with guardianship over a mortal, and he leapt at the chance. This mortal was a baby girl born into a family of werewolves. Not just any family either: the Valentina crime family, renowned in Russia as the Bratva to be feared above all others. Given that her family were criminals and murderers, he found this confusing, but refused to question the assignment. He’d been hoping for another ward, and no matter the circumstances, he was going to watch over little Tatiana more effectively than any human or werewolf bodyguard ever could.

Of course, a crime family like the Valentinas weren't just going to let a stranger walk in off the street and guard their princess. Belen had to prove himself to these mortals to gain an in with them, and Tatiana's father tasked this newcomer with a daunting task: killing a family rival, a notorious murderer who had wronged the Valentinas in many ways and was finally becoming too dangerous to ignore. Being an angel of the light, it was against Belen's nature and duty to harm a human, but he was able to find a moral loophole which made the task quite easy. The target’s soul couldn’t be saved at this point, and given what he’d done to other members of the Bratva, he was liable to be a very real threat to Tatiana at some point. Feeling safe and justified in his actions, Belen smote the sinner with ease and returned to the Valentinas with his head. The quick and casual manner of his return awed them, and Belen was immediately welcomed into the family with open arms.

From that moment onward, Belen was family. He protected Tatiana with a ferocity and diligence that bordered on obsession, though anyone who has ever met a guardian angel would understand his devotion to her well-being. He became like a brother or uncle to her, and he treated her as his own flesh and blood. He had to hide his true nature from both his ward and her family, of course, but they were always relatively accepting of his quirks. It was with the Valentinas that Belen discovered there was now more acceptance and terminology for genders outside of male and female on earth. When he expressed that he was neither a man nor a woman, the werewolves immediately began including gender neutral language for him in their daily life. This pleased and amused Belen greatly, since the concept of being gendered had never felt applicable to him anyway, and has continued to accept both "he" and "they" pronouns ever since.

On rare occasions, the former Pakhan, Tatia's father, would task Belen with special missions for the Bratva that no one else was available to do, or even could, like taking out particular targets that were deemed a threat. The bodyguard’s effective and often brutal methods earned them such nicknames as "the Avenging Angel" and "the Silver Lion". So long as they could find a loophole that meant the mission directly protected their ward (and they always did), they were unstoppable. There was nothing they would not do for her.

So one can imagine Belen's wrath when Tatiana was stolen away to be trafficked in Amsterdam. Under normal circumstances, such a thing would never have been possible. To this day, Belen curses themself for letting their beloved ward be stolen. But to their credit, it was not entirely their fault. Tatiana had left school early without telling anyone, meaning Belen was not on hand to pick her up and escort her home as usual. Only after they'd arrived at the end of the day to collect her did they find that she wasn't waiting for them as usual. They alerted the family at once, hoping that someone else had simply picked her up first.

From there, the worst nightmare of Belen's long life spiraled out of control. The angel scoured every inch of Russia, terrorizing the criminal underworld and depleting the inmate populations of several gulags to get every scrap of information they could. One tip they uncovered directed the Bratva to Amsterdam, where many human traffickers had found a new market. Tatia's brother Viktor, the new Pakhan, headed there at once while Belen stayed in Russian to continue looking for clues. All they wanted was to find Tatiana, make sure she was safe, and then smite every last foul worm who had a hand in her disappearance. But all they were able to do in the meantime was take their frustrations out on the scum of Russia's underbelly. Until Viktor sent word that Tatia was, indeed, in Amsterdam... and a prisoner of the fallen angels who had so recently declared war. The angel has now arrived in the city alongside the middle Valentina child Dimitri, determined to save their ward and punish whoever thought it wise to take her from them, no matter the cost.

background

kiira remembers little of her early life. 

she was raised among angels within the gates of heaven, training for decades as a warrior and then, when she showed a resistance to violence, as a healer.

she had both the talent and the instinct for healing, if not always the attention span. her teachers encouraged her to continue studying, but she was bright-eyed, bushy-tailed and eager to explore, so she took to the earth to study the mortals she was entrusted to protect 

and she fell in love with them, literally and figuratively, as a whole and as individuals. she found them interesting--the decisions they made, how they chose to spend what little time they had, how they lived and how they loved. 

of course there were bad eggs, those that made her wonder if they were worth protecting at all, but overall she was proven time and time again that people were good. 

she spent decades, centuries among humans, rarely returning to heaven for any substantial period of time, and sometimes judging the angels who chose to stay behind the pearly gates. why would you want to protect mortals if you didn’t know them? she suspects that’s why so many fall. 

her issues with the council only increased with age and experience. they had a very lawful approach to morality that kiira didn’t always agree with. especially when it came to dealing with the other immortals. a pacifist at heart, she didn’t agree that they should fight fire with fire, but that diplomacy was there safest bet. 

she also believed that the angels of light didn’t actually want tensions settled between species. that without conflicts that put mortals at risk, the angels of light would have no purpose--nothing to feel self-important and high and mighty about.

but ultimately, she did agree that mortals needed protecting for now, so because their missions are aligned, she has stayed with the angels of light (even if she doesn’t necessarily feel that she’s working for them sometimes). she feels that her true purpose is to promote equality and empower the coalition and the dark alliance alike to find common ground and come up with a plan to coexist peacefully. 

that’s what summoned her to amsterdam after traveling for so long as a nomadic folk musician, posing as a human, of course. 

personality

kiira is a chaotic good hippie. her beliefs tend toward progressive and she thrived during the free love movement. she can be overly idealistic, even willfully naive at times, but she recognizes that equality between species would be an incredibly difficult feat to achieve. still, she considers it a personal mission of sorts, one that she’s gone rogue in her pursuit of. 

she is confident in herself and her ideals, almost to the point of closed-mindedness. she thinks that her own approach to kindness and morality is the right one and can be a bit passive-aggressive if confronted about it, though typically her demeanor tends toward calm, light-heartedness. she isn’t always the most argumentative considering her reluctance to listen to people she considers wrong. she might consider herself open-minded, and she is in certain respects, but i can sometimes take a strong will to make her see a different point of view. 

she does everything with her whole being. she even shies away from the phrase “casual sex” because even if there are no romantic feelings attached, she is entirely committed to the moment. she falls in love fast and often (she’ll say multiple times a day), but when she does love, it’s with her whole heart. she can see the beauty in almost everything and believes even the worst people can be rehabilitated. 

tldr;

002 ✟ IN DEPTH

there are few things melanie derrieux remembers from her time as a human. she knows she was the only child of étienne and fleur derrieux and as such she was the sole focus of her parent’s affection. she knows she was born in paris france, and that she never left her birthplace except to visit the countryside every so often. she knows she was happy and intermingled with some names and faces are the vague recollections of little instances of a mortal life, of fleeting romances and rebellious charisma making the most of every day. however time was a funny thing, and for the immortal it became more of a blur as time continued on. she kept forgetting more and more of life as a human. replacing those faint memories were the vivid ones made as an angel. she doesn’t know why she was chosen, can't even begin to recall how she died and what exactly deemed her worthy enough to continue the afterlife as one of god's faithful servants but she was honored. originally trained as a healer, she spent her afterlife traveling the world and helping heal the warrior angels in all their battles. 

it was as a healer that melanie first met the headstrong and formidable angel, sanem. never in all her years, would melanie think that a brief interaction where she helped heal the wounded angel would in turn result into one of the best things to ever happen to her. sanem became more than just a warrior angel mel would occasionally help, she became her confidant, her best friend, a missing key that opened her life to a plethora of happiness. after that, it was rare to see one without the other, each intrinsically linked to one another.

melanie didn’t think anything could get better until she found herself in a whirlwind of a romance. her soul finally meeting its match, her other half, her soulmate. she fell for another light angel and it wasn’t long till she promised her heart and herself to him, as he did to her. after all the courting and affectionate rituals they could share in, the completed the most sacred one. to unite under the eyes and grace of god, and publically share their loyalty only to one another. they were married and she wore his ring proudly, delighted to call herself a mrs. for so many years she was content, fulfilling her purpose as a healer, seeing her husband continue to thrive in his mission to rid the world of darkness and evil, as well as her best friend. she was so caught up in her bliss, she didn’t see the signs that something was wrong, and would brush off the concerning observations brought up by her dearest friend sanem. it was just inconceivable, the notion that the man she had trusted would ever betray her. not after all they've been through, not after all the promises. 

however, it came to a point where things could no longer be brushed aside and in an ugly twist of fate, melanie felt her bond shatter, not only because of the single betrayal of him having found comfort in another being, which was already painful enough, but worse still was him having the nerve, the utter gall and disgrace to fall and leave her behind without confronting her about it. even if she hadn’t caught them with her own eyes, seen it play out as he sipped the blood his putain had offered him, she would have known of his falling. for her soul felt an indescribable pain, a separation, a splitting of one back to two. and worse still, she could feel an echo of his presence that was no longer there, a coldness seeping in where there was once only warmth. 

it's only been a few years since that fateful day and her whole way of life has changed. she was lucky that she had sanem to help her pick up the pieces of the utter destruction done to her heart but even with her around, the walls that came up around melanie transformed her from a once sunny and vibrant personality into a cool distant one. she weathered the side glances and the gossipy whispers of those who knew the fate of her marriage, tried not to let the remarks and questions bring shame to her the way some intended. she wasn’t the one who broke the promise and she wasn’t the one who chose a cowards way out. yet it would be a lie if she didn’t admit that she often asks herself, in the quiet moments of pure isolation. just what exactly was so wrong with her, that a mere mortal was enough for her soulmate to drink the forbidden blood and fall. why was she not enough? why did she not even suspect that he was so unhappy with her? 

she walks with her head held high, a cool gaze and with an expressionless face when in public, but in reality she feels so distraught. Time hasn’t healed the emotional wounds yet and she now clings to her best friend, as a source of comfort and love, the only one she doesn’t doubt while everything else around her proved to be a lie. 

in an effort to escape the stigma that her failed marriage has brought her, melanie relocated to the city of amsterdam when the truth of what they are came to light. to this new city she was a stranger, only the other angels knew of her past and it was a breath of fresh air that for the most part, she could go about town and not feel the pitying stares follow her every move

003 ✟ FUN FACTS

after her marriage and connection to her soulmate was destroyed, melanie found herself too distracted and in a fog of grief to continue as a healer. her superiors quickly realizing that until she was better, she would be no good to them or their armies. melanie took a step back from her healing duties.

always a creative soul and very good with her hands, melanie found a comfort in sewing. from then she began to teach herself how to work with different fabrics and then at the encouragement of her best friend, she started trying to create the outfits and designs she would originally just doodle. now melanie is opening her first boutique, where everything is custom made by her and her little team of seamstresses.  

melanie has an immense love and respect for flowers and fauna, the fragile beauty always called out to her and she loved the process of planting the seed and seeing them bloom. its not rare to see mel picking flowers or having the motif around her, her clothing, her accessories and the like. she used to tend many gardens up above and now that she has settled on earth, she is in the process of making her own little magical garden.

melanie’s new boutique is named MAISON DE LA FLEUR FAE - an ode to her love of flowers, and her belief that were she to be any other creature, she knows she would be a fairy. 

melanie is absolutely clueless about the fact that her best friend, sanem is not only deeply in love with her, but was the puppet master behind her husband being lured to the dark side all in an effort to have melanie to herself. to melanie, sanem is her rock, and she cannot see how manipulative the other angel can be.

004 ✟ WANTED CONNECTIONS

ex husband:  this character will be a wanted connection soon, is currently a happy fallen angel, might feel guilt over how shit went down but it will be utp if they have any lingering feelings for melanie or not. melanie does not know that she chose the city where her ex lives, lots of drama when they see each other again. even more drama should he reveal that sanem had a hand in everything that went down.

friends: sanem is her best friend and she feels a connection to adonis because his partner fell too. I would love to plot with any other light angels to think up how our bbs know each other!