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[ Asher. ]

“Bit of an impertinent answer, for a soldier,” Asher observed casually. The statuesque blond had a look of dignified ( but loathful ) determination – rigid spine, shoulders back, chin high. He’d been sent an obedient but not altogether pleased escort, it seemed.

Behind the vampire’s back, Asher’s grin widened a fraction. David’s sense of humor had improved some after all. Bless him.

“And here I thought you were intended to be welcoming.”

“Were you expecting a red carpet entourage?” Far be it from any civilized individual to make swipe at such messily dangled bait, but Varga supposed exceptions must be allowed---accounting, of course, for the fact that his guest carried in its mouth a rather unpalatably wagging tongue. The simple truth lay chiefly in the Elders’ want for discretion: the Lycan Emissary was to be properly honored at the evening’s gala and not a minute sooner.

He suspected the turnout in attendees might come up far shorter a list than any typical frivolous occasion, but their esteemed guest would require round-the-clock babysitting, regardless. Reluctantly hopeful the Vampires as a whole though seemed in David and Selene’s decisions, there was bound to be backlash. If David hoped to minimize brash attempts to sink a silver dagger into the Lycan’s back, what better deterrent than the Death Dealer leader himself?

As Varga pushed open one of two mahogany doors to the residential wing, he paused, then fell into step with the Lycan as he neared to pass. To think that not so many months ago he’d thrown himself directly beneath a beast’s claw and jowls; and now, he must conduct himself with similar willingness to fend off attack from one of their own. All for this.

“A soldier’s duty is to obey, of course. But the new administration never outlawed dissent.”

#v | a world we wrought together.#era | utmost propriety.#deceptionbled #( Varga just bared his teeth in a nasty little grin because )#( who ever said anything about him needing asher to be n i c e ? )

violentwavesofemotion-deactivat

Julia de Burgos, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems; “Where You Begin,”

#rumination.

musingsofsky

you taught me to fear your DISAPPROVAL more than i fear death.

#rumination.

rebornblood

Sitting in an office didn’t suit David, yet here he was sitting in front of a large desk tapping his fingers one by one against the heavy wood. Despite it’s size, the office felt entirely too small to him. He felt as if he would suffocate if he didn’t get out, yet he stayed seated tap tapping away at the dark wood.

Was it selfish to feel bored? He should be happy, they prevented the revival of war. They no longer had to run since they still had this stronghold, they were rebuilding and taking the world back. David just didn’t think it’d mean so much goddamn paperwork and sitting around waiting for people to get back to him.

Frustrated, David stands up abruptly and exits his office to go anywhere else. Someone could take a message if the architect ever decides to get back to him during this century. It only takes him a few moments to get to the training room; he practically ran away from his office. This was the fifth day in a row he found his way down here because he was interested in the progress of the new trainees.

@deceptionfed ❝ They have made progress since Monday. ❞

deceptionfed

It was no business of Varga’s to catalogue David’s comings and goings throughout his own Coven, but as this visit made for the fifth consecutive day of training under supervision, he suspected the Elder’s motives were born less of happenstance and more from a lack of faith in Varga’s reformation. Given his contribution to Semira’s failed coup, Varga knew he should count his neck staying upright on both shoulders as a blessing---and not balk with such an openly dour expression to the idea that someone may not entirely trust him.

“We run quite the demanding regiment, my Lord. Consider it a melding of traditional values refurbished with technology of the modern age.”

He knew very well how it sounded: like hot air pouring off of freshly-dropped horse shit---and all for hyperbole’s sake, so that their Coven’s swift and sure recovery might be sung to those sitting comfortably in high places. It was what his father would have done for Viktor, for the Council, and all the other coven advisors whose main seat of power rooted in footing the bill. “If I may suggest, my Lord, but the training quarters are large enough for you to take private training sessions, should you require.”

#v | canon.#rebornblood

whcwashe

“ — can we talk about this tomorrow?”

deceptionfed

“We have a schedule to keep, Aberdine. Or perhaps there’s an issue regarding myself you’re trying to avoid?”

#v | a world we wrought together.#whcwashe #I don't know what this is.#Hi.

“This is the third time in as many weeks you’ve taken a leave of absence from the property without explicit approval.” In truth, he could not care to monitor what recreational activities the Death Dealers delved into on their own time, so long as it did not improperly reflect back upon the institute as a whole. But as it were, such decisions were not his to make---only to carry out.

After the Purges, the Council would have demanded that the comings and goings of every citizen be logged with timestamps; pity that they could only do with the military force, Semira once told him, for even this government could not so blatantly overstep boundaries where public perception was concerned.

“Such behavior warrants discipline, does it not?”

@cautiousbutfoolish //

#v | a world we wrought together.#era | play the pawn.#cautiousbutfoolish #I suck. I apologize.

flipphonegoth

its my god given bisexual right to be dramatic

#rumination.

‘Let them not play you for the fool.’

Engel Varga of the Underworld franchise

#self promo #vampire rp #underworld rp

What does varga think of the original elders?

Although Varga is still rather young, he didn’t grow up on legend and secondhand accounts alone; he is not so much like David, who was far more removed and sheltered from much of the vampire nation. Varga was born and raised within the epicenter of the vampire nation’s power; he has opinions far stronger and far less curious in comparison to David.

Viktor

Kristóf, his father, often told stories of Viktor’s army and how the vampire underworld subsequently thrived under a harder thumb as compared to Markus’ and Amelia’s reigns. Although Varga never met Viktor, he can say with absolute certainty that he harbored no love or admiration for the legend of a patriarch—in fact, when the Eastern Coven hummed with news of Viktor’s assassination by Selene’s hand, there had hardly ever existed so satisfying a moment as his father learning the news himself.

Varga never knew Kristóf for his propensity to love beyond bloodshed or his Mother, and he certainly never thought his father capable of grief. Yet when Kristóf learned of Viktor’s death, he did openly weep. Varga would have pitied his father, if the sight of the man in mourning did not ignite within him some feeling of recompense for so many years of power displays and emotional abuse.

Markus

Unfortunately for the true patriarch of the vampire species, Markus is known throughout both history books and reputation to have suffered the chronic misfortune of mediocrity. Although few remained alive who would have known the truth of Markus’s origins ( Kristóf being one of them ), those individuals largely often held loyalties to Viktor, and would have under few circumstances undermined the power of legend. Little is known or remembered of Markus as a whole except to say that he was quite the benign ruler, thought to be either too spineless or too uncertain to make any true power play or administrative changes during his reign. It is said that he preferred to keep to himself and a few favored individuals, but Markus was neither a ruthless warlord or a charismatic diplomat. Rumors suggest that perhaps he’d amassed a fortune at the time to have rivaled Viktor and Amelia and that is why he became an Elder—but this is obvious smoke and mirrors, as the one legend and seemingly tall tale to his name happened to be true. Varga has little opinion of Markus, though he is always interested in learning the opinions of others about him. There is something to be said of the truths and blatant falsehoods made about a person through others’ perspectives; Varga finds he can learn much about those individuals in question whenever he asks them to describe their full opinion on any matter similar to this.

Amelia

There does exist some form of fascination and adoration for the Elder. After all, she was the founder of the Eastern Coven—not to mention ruthless, beautiful, and quite the perfect embodiment of the mortal world’s archetypal literary villainess. Whether she ruled directly or leapt through time asleep, Amelia was beloved by her people and honored often. Even Varga’s uncle, a man who harbors little love for political figures for their authority alone, prides himself on his success in pulling an unrehearsed smile or two from her full lips.

Before she made for the United States to establish the New World Coven, Amelia often stopped by the Eastern Coven for respite from her travels, and it was during this time that Varga met the Elder, personally.

He regards the memory with a sort of fondness he suspects is at least in part biased with nostalgia and overarching public opinion, but this awareness matters little. He recalls her as an elegant, poised woman from whom he suspects his Mother at least partially followed in fashion tips—yet this is hardly uncommon for a society in love with creature comforts. Though she laughed little and spoke succinctly during business, it is said she never forgot the effectiveness of lavishing a smile upon either ally or opponent, alike. What a shame to hear of her assassination, but Varga has come to learn that David takes after his parents’ leadership skills and traits rather well. This includes Amelia’s knowledge of when and how to smile, as well as projecting a presence that does not command fear so much as invite another to approach at their respectable leisure.

#character study.#HEY I wrote a novel.#y'all asking for things you ain't ready for tbh.#Anonymous

12. How are they bodily expressive? How do they use nonverbal cues such as their posture, stance, eyes, eyebrows, mouths, and hands?

MEME | accepting

It is said that a true winner does not play the game so much as they play other participants involved; for Varga, this means being aware of circumstances and successfully reading body language while guarding one’s own tells. Varga’s expression of self has evolved into a performative art. The aristocratic vampire nation, with all of its cutthroat, underhanded tactics at power grubbing, is the perfect stage upon which to build such manipulative foundations. Varga’s posture mirrors exactly the type of role he is expected to play.

When he is on duty, standing guard at Council meetings, or receiving a highly-regarded guest, he stands, walks, and speaks from a position of strength. There is no greater reflection of a nation’s power than the militant force built to defend it, and as the Captain of the Death Dealers, Varga must represent this. In these environments, he stands as though he is at the ready for reverie at any moment: firm, immovable. He often conceals his hands behind his back: while the open, extended hand symbolizes cooperation and trust, the closed, concealed hand indicates mystery and unknown intentions, and the ability to betray another at any moment. It communicates that he is fearless and unfazed by the possibility of attacks to his core. In addition, Varga often keeps his head still and angles his entire body (effectively taking up space) when another regards him—or he does not move to accommodate them at all. This lack of head movement also reflects a lack of compromise.

It is not often he finds himself in a position of vulnerability; despite how welcome these situations are, Varga may exaggerate or minimize this depending on how he believes the audience will react. When interacting with masters of teaching or Council members one-on-one, Varga will tilt his head more often and mirror the individuals’ body language to put the other at ease. Because I could write a novel on his body language as it pertains to interactions with specific people, I will not delve into details about that here. Varga’s main tell, and arguably his sincerest nonverbal cue, is in the expressiveness of his eyes. He uses this to his advantage often, especially in power play. But when he is truly feeling emotional vulnerability or is caught off guard, the surest way for another person to pick up on this is to watch how his eye movements change from one moment to the next. Varga is soft-spoken and he often takes his time to think before speaking. The best way to see through that is to focus on his eye shape, how long he keeps eye contact and where he directs his gaze, as well as how slowly or how often he blinks.

#character study.#thedirectdescendant #thank u boo. <3 #the-direct-descendant

lifeinpoetry

We do not call ourselves brave / for the little things anymore. We have to topple buildings. We / have to put the knife down.

Reyna N.A., from “Honey,” published in Kingdoms in the Wild (via lifeinpoetry)

#virtue.

johannescena

42 character development questions!

PHYSICAL PRESENCE AND GESTURE. 1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy? 2. How much physical space do they use, active and at rest? 3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd? 4. What is their size and build? How does it influence how they use their body, if it does? 5. How do they dress? What styles, colors, accessories, and other possessions do they favor? Why? 6. What are they like in motion–in different environments, and in different activities? What causes the differences between these? 7. How do they physically engage with other people, inanimate objects, and their environment? What causes the differences between these? 8. Where and when do they seem most and least at ease? Why? How can you tell? 9. How do they manifest energy, exhaustion, tension, or other strong emotions? 10. What energizes and drains them most? 11. How are they vocally expressive? What kind of voice, accent, tones, inflections, volume, phrases and slang, and manner of speaking do they use? 12. How are they bodily expressive? How do they use nonverbal cues such as their posture, stance, eyes, eyebrows, mouths, and hands? DISPOSITION AND TEMPERAMENT. 13. How do they greet the world — what is their typical attitude towards life? How does it differ in different circumstances, or towards different subjects? Why do they take these attitudes, and why do they change? How do these tend to be expressed? 14. What do they care deeply about? What kind of loyalties, commitments, moral codes, life philosophies, passions, callings, or spirituality and faith do they have? How do these tend to be expressed? 15. What kind of inner life do they have — rich and imaginative? Calculating and practical? Full of doubts and fears? Does it find any sort of outlet in their lives? 16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like? 17. Are they more shaped by nature or nurture — who they are, or what has happened to them? How have these shaped who they’ve become as a person? 18. What kind of person could they become in the future? What are some developmental paths that they could take, (best, worst, most likely?) what would cause them to come to pass, and what consequences might they have? What paths would you especially like to see, and why? CONNECTIONS WITH OTHERS. 19. How do they behave within a group? What role(s) do they take? Does this differ if they know and trust the group, versus finding themselves in a group of strangers? Why? 20. What kind of individual relationships do they have with others, and how do they behave in them? How are they different between intimate relationships like friends, family, and lovers versus more impersonal relationships? 21. What kind of relationships do they tend to intentionally seek out versus actually cultivate? What kind of social contact do they prefer, and why? 22. How do people respond to them, and why might these responses differ? 23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? What makes them consider a social situation difficult? 24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their “persona” from their “true self”, and what causes that difference? 25. What do they need and want out of relationships, and how do they go about getting it? 26. How do they view and feel about relationships, and how might this manifest in how they handle them, if it does? ACTIVITIES AND PREFERENCES. 27. What do they strongly like and dislike, in any category? Why? 28. What are they likely to do if they have the opportunity, resources, and time to accomplish it? Why? 29. What kind of activities, interests, and hobbies do they have? What significance and impact do these have in their lives, both positive and negative? 30. What is their preferred level of activity and stimulation? How do they cope if they get either too little or too much? 31. Is there anything that counts as a “dealbreaker” for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why? 32. Do they have any “props” that are a significant part of their life, identity, activities, or self-presentation somehow? What are they, how are they used, and why are they so significant? How would these props’ absence impact them, how would they compensate, and why? THINKING AND LEARNING. 33. How do they learn about the world–what is their preferred learning style? Hands-on learning with trial and error? Research, reading, and note-taking? Observation or rote memorization? Inductive or deductive reasoning? Seeking patterns and organization? Taking things apart and putting them back together? Creative processing via discussing, writing about, or dramatizing things? 34. How do they understand the world–what kind of worldview and thought processes do they have? Why? 35. How and why do they internalize knowledge? What effect has that had on them? 36. How much do they rely on their minds and intellect, versus other approaches like relying on instinct, intuition, faith and spirituality, or emotions? What is their opinion on this? 37. Have they had any special education or training that colors their means of learning about or understanding the world? Conversely, do they lack some kind of education considered essential in their world? What kind of impact has this addition or lack had on them? 38. Is there anything they wish they could change about their worldview or thought processes? What, and why? 39. What sort of questions or thoughts recur in their lives, either specifically or as a theme? Why are these never answered, or answered permanently to their satisfaction? 40. What do they wonder about? What sparks their curiosity and imagination, and why? How is this expressed, if it is? FREE FOR ALL. 41. What associations do they bring to mind? Words or phrases, images, metaphors or motifs? Why? 42. I have a question of my own!

#meme.

Let me be very clear.

I. This blog is single-ship. I very clearly state that in my rules, and I even link the blog to which this blog is tied. Please do not approach me suggesting anything of that nature, as it shows that you either haven’t read my rules or do not respect me enough to adhere to them. II. I prefer to ship with people I know. Please take this into consideration if you ever find me on any of my multi-ship blogs. Get to know me a little. Talk about the fandoms we like and the characters we like. Write with me a little to see if our writing even meshes. Asking to ship with me right off the bat with bare minimum conversation makes me feel like you are using me for my character.

III. Please do not assume that I am uninterested in writing with you just because I don’t immediately jump and agree with your first couple of ideas. Should I say no, thank you to this or that idea you’ve offered, please give me the chance to respond with my own ideas or compromise before you think I’m shooting you down or offering nothing in return.

Olympian Aesthetics

GUIDELINES ; repost , do not reblog. bold what strongly applies and italicize what somewhat applies.

TAGGED BY : no one!

TAGGING : @deceptionbled, @valeriica, @asundrop, @dtctvhelp

APHRODITE : ━━━ laughter - loving , sweet smiles , dressed in silk and satin , flower in their hair , sees the world as a runway , unapologetically sexual , the sea washing their ankles , in love with love , stirrer of passion , cunning concealed by painted lips , secret daggers , doves , revolution in their kiss , delighting in the waves , flirtatious winks , strolling along the beach , staring wistfully from a balcony , this is how to be a heartbreaker , wants to be adored , gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO : ━━━ glitz and glamour , art galleries , turning the volume up , being made of gold , neatly - organised music sheets , notebooks filled with poetry , bathing in the sunlight , the powerful urge to create , collecting vinyl records , beautiful cover of wonderwall , playing multiple instruments , tasting like sunshine , healing touch , speaking in prophecies , smile mingled with wrath , shunning lies , sporting shades , hanging out at music festivals with their friends , sleeps naked , arrow to the heart , paint brushes , probably has a tinder account.

ARES : ━━━ armed for battle , wants to raise a dog with their significant other , soft spot for children , gives piggyback rides , scarred body , blood on their hands and face , willing to fight the world for the ones they love , fights against injustice , warm hugs , well - worn combat boots , boxing gloves , bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles , fist raised in protest , ignites revolutions , fear is a prison , more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think , exhausted , damaged goods , force to be reckoned with , red roses , curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS : ━━━ keen sense of a hunter , freckles like constellations on their skin , piercing eyes , dishevelled braid , moonlight peeking through the shadows , the calm of the forest at night , lying on the grass and staring at the stars , mother doe and her fawn , protecting their kin , the moon shimmering on a still lake , quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree , running with wolves , bonding while circled around a campfire , not being much of a people person , arrow hitting a target , popping egos , patience on 3% , touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA : ━━━ discerning gaze , unreadable face , quiet museums , owl perched on their finger , armour that intimidates , eye for architecture , plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses , studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid , big fan of logic , loves brain teasers , ancient buildings , sweaters in neutrals and cool colours , hair done up , can kill you with their brain , heads to the library often to research , sharpened pencils , abs that can cut steel , stoic statues , pottery classes.

DEMETER : ━━━ soil - covered hands , smile that can bloom flowers , skin loved by the sun , being the mom - friend , can lift you and your friends , flowers kept in the pockets of overalls , takes pride in their beautiful garden , speaks to their plants , leaves rustling in the wind , stalks of wheat , picking fruit , greenhouses , heart as strong as a mountain , values simplicity , daisies dotted across a collarbone , curls crowned with flowers , folded pile of sweaters in warm hues , pulling out fresh - baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS : ━━━ drunk shitposter , on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second , seductive smirks , untamed curls , rich fabrics on dark skin , sleek - furred panthers , theatre masks , stage productions , receiving a standing ovation , rose caught between their teeth , being the baby of the bunch , wild parties that last from sundown to sunup , creeping vines , inspiring loyalty , grand opera houses , masquerade balls , rolls of film , shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine - spilled floor , pouring champagne into flutes , lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS : ━━━ the calloused hands of someone who knows labour , sweaty brow , flame burning in their eyes , inventive mind , broad shoulders , steampunk goggles , nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes , ashes , striking a match , blueprints for future projects , fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades , wrestles with bitterness , work boots have seen better years , wrinkled plaid shirts , iron melted in blazing fire , huge jackets , crafting masterpieces , greased - stained overalls , fascination with robotics , pain is fuel , stack of weaponry , even their muscles have muscles.

HERA : ━━━ resting bitch face , dressed to the nines , cows grazing on a pasture , cool rain , loving and hating fiercely , hand clutching a string of pearls , large chandelier with glittering crystals , plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims , romance to realism , pictures of the sky while flying on a plane , files that under fuck it , downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix , like their selfie or you’re grounded , knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man , dark eyes that penetrate your soul , marble and gold.

HERMES : ━━━ devil - may - care smile , always up - to - date on the latest technology , will steal your french fries , does it for the vine , shitposter , puts googly eyes on everything , meme hoarder , long drives on the highway , ma and pop diners , spontaneous road trips , folded maps , fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop , shooting hoops on the basketball court , chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations , goes jogging in the morning , mixes redbull with coffee , menace on april fool’s , hoodies and sneakers.

POSEIDON : ━━━ storm with skin , colourful coral reefs , waves crashing against the shore , stroking the soft fur of a cat , their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop , tousled locks , clothes smeared with paint , owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more , leather jackets , fondness for diy projects , handwriting that flows across the page , nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin , velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams , mood as ever - changing as the sea , the roar of a motorcycle , compass with a spinning arrow.

ZEUS : ━━━ thunder in their heart , running on coffee , flash of lightning , natural charisma , eloquence , badass in a nice suit , aficionado of history , force of nature , lenny face , nightmare - filled nights , proud arm around their lover’s waist , high - rise buildings , planes soaring through a cloudless sky , technician on the piano , maintains order , strong handshake , juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease , expensive watch.

#character study.

bite-suggestion

keep your wits as sharp as your tongue.

#rumination.#virtue.

deceptionbled

“so tell me – ” he moved at an easy saunter behind the vampire, his stride slower than Varga’s clipped pace, but no less smooth. the weight of a thousand years of vampiric disapproval might be soaked into the walls in this place, but Asher had been less welcome in worse places. the tour guide could use some loosening up, however.

“– now that we’re alone.” a grin, quick & bright. “how hard did you balk when David invited a lycan into your hallowed coven stronghold?”

deceptionfed

There are crueler punishments than this. Varga rolled the mantra over and over on a silent, disbelieving tongue, yet he found that the repetition failed to remind him the importance of gratitude. To bleed is to live, as Father would say. No truer words to be spoken for a man whose penance saw him playing personal escort to a diamond-collared dog taught to talk and sit with the guests at the dinner table. What a pitiful fucking mess his pride could make across the Coven’s marble floor.

And perhaps his lifeblood soon to join it, if the Lycan insisted on walking two steps behind his every stride. Varga would prefer it ahead of him, if not nowhere at all.

“My opinion of his decision is irrelevant. It’s done, and you’re here.”

#deceptionbled #v | a world we wrought together.#era | utmost propriety.#( B]]] we do know indeed )#( I apologize for my writing friend )#( I tried really hard. )

Headcanon

Despite popular belief among the vampires, Varga is not his given name, but his surname. In accordance with Hungarian tradition from Viktor’s era, a man’s name could be used to identify one’s profession. Like most assets of proprietary value, this could also be inherited. Additionally, there exists known cases of men whose given and surnames are one and the same. Such as it is with Varga’s father. Varga XVI fought as one of Viktor’s original Death Dealers. Before that, he belonged to a legacy of men who followed in their predecessor’s line of business---that is to say, leatherwork. As conflict with Ottomans and other warlords came to fruition, Varga XVI eventually pledged himself loyal to Viktor’s ranks and fought alongside him even beyond death to immortality. Due to this, he possessed a relatively strong bloodline clean of impurities, which would later be a large factor in why it was possible for his wife, Henriette, to bear a child.

When she finally bore a pureblood son in the late 20th century, Henriette insisted that this archaic passing of single-use names be done away with. Varga XVI compromised and allowed their son have a first name under the condition that his surname be utilized first and foremost in official, public capacity. He eventually adopted a modern first name, as well. Engel Varga XVII is the only child of Henriette and Kristóf Varga, as well as the sole proprietor of his father's legacy. His first name is unknown to most people, as it is utilized only consistently by his mother in private quarters. Although Varga loathes to walk in his father’s shadow and remnants of his abuse, he accepts his role as a man born to shoulder a legacy. His name and reputation carries weight and respect throughout the vampire covens, and from a young age Varga masters the art of decorum and saving face.

#canon.

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