characters: Isabella Swan & open
location: Marbrooke, Newton bookstore
Bella could feel the tension around her, electric, highly unwanted. Moving back was already difficult enough, so any more changes only stressed the mortal. She stared towards the books that shouldâve been sorted back into their shelves by now, however Bella had been working on some general cleaning while her boss wasnât around. Although she loved working here, she had to acknowledge the elephant in the room - dirt, all around. Her stress cleaning turned into what she could only describe as therapeutic, and, one the bookstore looked somewhat clean, Bella moved towards the shelves to sort them all back to their various categories. Fishing - check, media - check, -- she couldnât get to the next book. Juggling five books at once wasnât her best idea, neither were shoes with laces which were prone to untie itself without her realizing.Â
She fell towards the floor without doing so much as to lean towards the nearest shelf. For some reason her thoughts suddenly drifted towards shot put, considering one of the books had landed a few meters away from her, a distance she probably wouldâve never managed to reach while focusing. âDamn it,â Bella muttered underneath her breath, especially after realizing she wasnât alone. âIâll pick these right up. Can I-â she stopped, stood up as fast, and galant, as possible before faking a smile towards the stranger, âhelp you with something? Mrs. Newton is out at the moment, but Iâm sure I can help, too.â
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ââIN THE NAME OF THE MOTHER the high council is prepared to welcome Isabella âBellaâ Swan to the harvest. however, in myth they were once known as Isabella âBellaâ Swan, as a Shadow-Graced Mortal. we might have mistaken them as Sofia Carson. appearances may be deceiving, with immortality being so common among supernatural community. this being has walked the earth for 19 years, and their face reflects an age of 19. as we prepare for the harvest they have found refuge in Marbrooke and are noted as a Resident. theyâre known for being a literature major & part time bookstore employee.
&. BASICS
Full Name: Isabella Marie Swan
Nicknames: Bella, Bells, Bell
Age: Nineteen
Sexuality: Bicurious (Inexperienced)
Date of Birth: September 13th
Place of Birth: Marbrooke
Gender & Species: cis woman &Â
Current Location: Marbrooke, Estonia
&. MORE BASIC INFO
Languages: English, some Spanish, a tiny bit of French
Religion: Atheist
Education: Marbrooke High School, currently attending college
Occupation: College student (literature) & part time bookstore employee in a local bookstore (just helping out from time to time to earn some money and get discounts on books, basically)
Drinks, Smokes, & Drugs: she drinks from time to time, no smoking, no drugs
&. PERSONALITY
Zodiac Sign:Â Virgo -Â Virgo has a rich inner life, and can sometimes seem shy at first meeting. A Virgo won't spill secrets right away, and it's important to earn a Virgo's trust. But once you do, that Virgin will be a friend for life. And if you think that you're dating a shy Virgo, trust that those walls will fall down in the bedroom. One of the most passionate signs, Virgos specialize at connecting to their physicality, and this earth sign loves and celebrates physical connection with their partner.Virgos expect perfection from themselves, and they may project those high standards on the other people in their life. A Virgo hates when someone lets him or her down, even if it's minor and unavoidable, like a last-minute cancellation. Virgins never want to disappoint the people in their lives, so they may spread themselves too thin put themselves last.
MBTI:Â INFP -Â INFPs are imaginative idealists, guided by their own core values and beliefs. To a Healer, possibilities are paramount; the realism of the moment is only of passing concern. They see potential for a better future, and pursue truth and meaning with their own individual flair.INFPs are sensitive, caring, and compassionate, and are deeply concerned with the personal growth of themselves and others. Individualistic and nonjudgmental, INFPs believe that each person must find their own path. They enjoy spending time exploring their own ideas and values, and are gently encouraging to others to do the same. INFPs are creative and often artistic; they enjoy finding new outlets for self-expression.
Likes: alone time, being there for her father, adventures, the unknown (thanks to her curiosity. Itâs a back and forth, really. She prefers to know whatâs going on but then again??? yes, mystery), even & dry surfaces that are absolutely slip proof and wonât possibly make her fall, literature, imagining the wildest of things/daydreamingÂ
Dislikes: rocky & slippery surfaces, death, her inability to connect with the world more easily, being ignored or ridiculed, her momâs inability to see that she had to struggle for so long and had basically appointed herself the head of their family home since her mom has always been god knows where, shallow people
Bad Habits: lip biting, staring, blending out her surroundings,Â
Secret Talent:
Hobbies: cooking, reading, cleaning (she doesnât mind cleaning for Charlie, but she loves cleaning whenever sheâs stressed. Keeps her busy), fixing motorcycles/cars, watching tv, listening to music, going out for walks, window shopping, jogging, photography, sunbathing, video games (at times, mostly non-competitive games)
Fears:Â death, abandonment, spiders
Five Positive Traits: brave, romantic, persistent, mature, perceptive
Five Negative Traits: clumsy, stubborn, reclusive, sarcastic, fatalistic
Other Mentionable Details: none
&. APPEARANCE
Tattoos: none
Piercings: earlobes
Reference Picture: ref
&. FAMILY INFORMATION
Parent Names: Charlie Swan & RenĂŠe Dwyer
Parent Relationship: Â Bella loves them both, but she has a better relationship with her father even after all these years.
Sibling Names: no siblings
Sibling Relationship: -
Other Relevant Relative: -
Children: -Â
Pets: -
Bella grew up in a household torn into pieces. Growing up as a child of divorce Bella always preferred books and quiet. Despite them trying to make things work at times, Bella didnât buy into the whole back and forth, but accepted it for the sake of not bothering her parents. As a notorious outsider and as a quiet, old soul Bella spent most of her childhood and high school years alone. She used her free time to read, dance and be a helping hand to her parents. The handful of friends she had were a constant source of comfort to her. Whenever Bella really warmed up to someone she considered them to be a part of her family, a found family of choice, if you will.Â
To really pursue her dreams Bella eventually moved in with her father to enter in Marbrookeâs college and become a literature major (also in order to give her mom some space for her new marriage). This will, hopefully, give her some more time to fully find her calling, to get to know herself a bit better. For now sheâs eager to graduate with remarkable grades so thereâs a chance for her to either become a publicist or open her own publishing company.
âHere occurs the shocking and frightening history of the wild berserker, Prince Dracula, how he impaled people and roasted them, boiled their heads in a kettle, how he skinned them alive and hacked them to pieces and then drank their blood.â Ja, Dracul!
Bram Stokerâs Dracula (1992), dir. by Francis Ford Coppola
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After everything Iâd seen in the past two years, I didnât believe in the word impossible anymore. It was going to take more than that to stop me now.
People are always like, âI need to find myself!â You are who you want to be. In my twenties, I made a lot of choices that were opposite of who I wanted to be; in my thirties, I grew up.
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                 damien enjoyed the silence he found with the other. the tension? could be resolved, but if it wasnât for the blood moon, pressures from his boss and among other things: he wouldnât feel trapped in unknown territory. for damien it was often known that he was alone âââ the lone wolf who often hunted by himself and grew comfortable being drawn out from the pack.Â
gently taking the beverage from ruby, his eyes watch her for a moment while a smirk forms on his face. she talked far too much, but it made it easier for him when he had little to say or produce. gently clicking the metal release - his drink cracks open. the fuzziness could be heard if ruby wasnât seemingly tripping up on her own words.Â
                â  oh  ?  â damien offers a genuine smirk. although, the concern forms on his lips. he wasnât all bad nor was he all good. he had simply formed his life at the opinion that at any given moment: it could be over.  â  why would you care so much ? you should know enough about yourself before giving into the idea of what something thinks of you. or whatever most guruâs preach these days. â
He didnât seem to understand her just then. Yes, Damienâs mere presence shut Ruby down, down to someone more insecure and lost in some ways. No one really knew about her actual job, about her âtrack recordâ. She believed him to be similar to her, and, next to a bond she couldnât quite explain, Ruby had to approach him now. The blood moon made her curious, desperate, even.Â
She lost herself in his eyes right after she stopped rambling. Paired with his words, Ruby just looked at him in awe. âI only believe in myself these days, not in what anyone says, really. I mean, maybe Iâm just trying to find someone to confide in. And you--â Ruby quickly took a sip from her drink and suppressed a smile. âI just think weâre kindred spirits. Similar in some aspects.â Ruby wrapped her fingers around the bottle and looked down onto the table, blushing slightly. âI should be scared of you -- but I ainât. Arenât you the wolf everyone talks about? So, naturally, I should be afraid, right?â She bit her lip.
                       â  oh  ?  â  she smiles softly at what seems to be a compliment. the tension in the room could be noted as electric. gently placing her hands into her pockets she moves from the counter towards the living space. â like everyone else? â she asks with a curious smirk before gesturing him to follow. â   iâll give you the tour. i even have a pool house. â serena managed to relax in the presence of the other.Â
gently moving through the narrow hall she points to various rooms, offering small comments with an occasional smile and nervous laugh. serena had been lucky to live in the estate she did. in her wing alone she had various rooms for various hobbies and downtime.  â âââââ thanks for coming over. i appreciate the company. how are things with the council?  â
Dante scoffed and took a step into her direction, before, finally, following her around. Wherever she went, heâd follow, like a magnet. âI feed on the pleasure of others. Right now, you are one of few who arenât completely lost and scared. My hunger isnât just mental, ya know?â Dante stared at her with curiosity, as if its intensity would reveal anything about her, anything that could potentially draw her closer to him. His mere aura was enough to most, but she wasnât just.. mortal nor easily manipulated in any way. âMore and more vampires are raiding the cities and Iâm mostly starving,â he admitted, âthereâs not enough pleasure for Incubi to feed on. Unless,â he caught up towards her âyou are willing to provide.â A lazy grin is all he could manage. One hand of his found its way towards her neck, which he caressed softly.
Over the course of nearly one thousand years, Romeoâs memory of Juliet had become severely distorted. In his poems, he referred to her hair as chestnut, to her eyes as stars, and to her heart as solid gold. As she stood before him now, he was equally as struck by the fact that her hair was more of a raven black as he was by the blood that covered her lips. âJuliet,â he repeated, addicted to the taste of her name on his tongue. It wasnât unusual for him to see his wife, (or rather, the image he had created of her when his memories faded), in other women, which was to say that he found himself in such a situation every century or so â chasing a woman whose hair changed colors in the sun and whose eyes were shaped like almonds. None of the women had ever answered to the correct name though, just as he knew they wouldnât. The fact that she did, that the millennium long chase was finally over, disappointed him for a reason he couldnât understand.
âYou mustnât believe everything you see, darling.â Her desolate words broke his heart. Instinctively, he stepped towards her, eager to comfort his love in her time of misery. His hands reached out to caress her face. âI see you,â he whispered. âI see you, Juliet. I see you, and I wonât leave you.â Romeoâs face was contorted with heartache as he pushed the womanâs dark hair away from her face, away from the blood. âOh, youâre covered in blood, darling. A mortalâs blood? What a mess youâve madeâŚâ He pressed his forehead to herâs and tried to breath in her scent, but smelled only that of the dead mortal. âWhat a mess weâve made.â
Perhaps she wasnât the same woman he had married, but he wasnât the same man, either. Still, they were husband and wife. He had longed to hold his wife in his arms for more years than he could count. âCome with me,â he begged. âCome home with me. Let me help you.â
A vampireâs emotions are heightened, meaning sadness turns into depression, excitement into ecstasy and anger into full on rage. All Juliet could feel, right now, was an overwhelming lot of disbelief and happiness. Her life hadnât been worth living ever since her death, as if all the blood in the world wouldnât be able to finally sate her. Something had always remained missing; a part of her remained out of reach, seemingly lost forever, and now? That part had returned to her without her really looking. All these years of mourning at his grave -- the reality seemed too good to be true. âRomeo,â she repeated his name just as much as her eyes filled with tears. She remembered him to be shorter than he was now -- heâd grown tall, or she just remembered him differently. Shorter hair, too, yet he smelled all the same -- a smell sheâd remembered for the last centuries. Yet, now it did smell a lot more like wolf, something she knew, but could now correctly place. Had he always been one? Maybe her own family knew all along and Verona hadnât just been a battleground between two families, but rather -- species. It didnât matter. None of it. They were together at last. After all the suffering, the devastation -- a light at the end of the tunnel.Â
As his hand reached for her cheek, Juliet immediately placed her hand on his,. Her eyes were half closed to suppress the tears. Heâs real, heâs real. She didnât mind his scent on her, didnât mind his nature nor who heâd been all this time. Her husband, her everything -- sheâd love him, no matter what. They were free now, able to live as one without their families interfering. Though werewolves and vampires have been enemies for far longer, Juliet didnât mind any differences between them, as always. Slightly pressing her forehead against him, Juliet whispered softly âI just wanted to be with youâ, the vampire confessed âwherever you were. In heaven or otherwise, I--â Juliet removed himself from him, at least enough to see into his eyes âWhere to? Your world?â she beamed, happy and glad that he mightâve created a legacy of his own -- speaking of -- did he remarry? Have children? She didnât dare to ask and rather smiled brightly âIâm fine. Iâm better than fine now. All the blood, thatâs just what I need to survive, my love. Iâm just hungry all the time.â Luckily he didnât smell appetizing enough for her. âSo... what happened?â the vampire finally asked while wiping away her tears. âH-how? I thought we were starcrossed, incapable of being happy, but now? I am the happiest woman in the world.â
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ââ Â the world has fallen silent and the darkness has arrived. the depths of magic introduces LILITH ADIN, a HIGHFOLK noctis. as they crawl to the surfaces of earth, one might just say they look like MEGAN FOX and believe theyâre 7000+ every creature has a purpose and we know this one is on a path of DESTRUCTION and in the end they will STAND BY their species
additional info
Lilith is the first noctis in existence.
thankful for her gift of life, she asked for a mortal companion -- thus the mother created Adam, a young, handsome mortal
she immediately grew attached to him, though as he ended up trying to dominate her, Lilith fled
chaos, seduction, ungodliness and independence are her attributes.
She loves to shapeshift and pose as someone else -- itâs her main source of chaos (some faceclaims I would like to use, are, and will be limited to Jon Kortajarena, Demet Ăzdemir & Manny Montana if thatâs okay.)
Sheâs currently trying to infiltrate the High Council from within, meaning she needs allies and people she can manipulate