of the moon.

Hey there Little Red Riding Hood You sure are looking good You're everything a big bad wolf could want Listen to me Little Red Riding Hood I don't think little big girls should Go walking in these spooky old woods alone * elena blackburn, 25, witch.

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enchanting-naida:

Naida was buzzed and in the mood to dance, so that’s what she was doing.   She’d already finished her shift for the night but that didn’t stop her from clocking out and making her way into a throng of people on the dance floor. She was in the mood for fun, and when someone approached her, she didn’t hesitate to look up at them with an inviting smile, inviting them to join her. “Hi there.”

     elena was bored out of her mind, so she decided to give the nightclub she had seen the other day a try even if it wasn’t exactly her scene. clearly, boredom could make you do a lot of things and this was the proof. even though she wasn’t really approaching the other person, elena waved back when she was spotted, walking over now. “hey! how’s it going?”

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hwlingkids:

        “You thought about how we would meet often?” he couldn’t help but ask, a hint of amusement on his tone as his lips curled into a smile. She was beautiful, sweet, and didn’t send him out – Thomas was sure if he could, he would be blushing furiously by now. But he only gave a soft nod of his head, placing his hand inside his pocket as he stepped inside, trying not to glance around the room. It wouldn’t be proper, to invade her privacy like this. Perhaps he should have called first. An amused chuckle escaped his lips, and he shook his head, smiling at her. “Oh, it’s quite alright. I’m fond of nsync as well. They are — great." He was nervous, but the joke was easy on his tongue, even despite the butterflies filling his ribcage, his stomach. His blood felt colder than usual, and Thomas swallows through a mouthful of words and knots, placing the bag down on the first table he found. 

     "I’m sorry for coming unannounced," he started, rubbing the back of his neck. He was feeling nervous, unsure of what to do with himself. He should’ve planned this better, Thomas was sure of that, but he has always been a tad impulsive, and the curiosity was gnawing at him. "I didn’t mean to assume you would want to talk me. – Or force you to! I swear — I just thought we should meet. I can wish, if you wish me to, of course –” he dropped his hand, waving it in the direction of the door, before placing it in his pocket as well –“but I think we do need to talk, don’t we?”

     “i -- i actually, i mean -” a nervous, awkward chuckle, the girl then gave up and nodded. “well, yeah.” she admitted, despite him quite able to blush, her cheeks getting a deep rosy color instantly. she wasn’t someone too shy, but quite awkward, and that often ended up in her being embarrassed and feeling shy and anxious about her own actions. it also didn’t help that he had a face out of magazines, standing tall there, and she was meant to marry him. oh heavens, just how much she wanted this to go right and maybe even... gosh, elena - it’s too early to think about feelings! her inner voice reminded her, his easy chuckle helping her nerves a bit as she laughed along. “not the backstreet boys type of guy, then?” she asked with a grin, taking a deep breath as she realized he didn’t find her that awkward, at least.

     once inside, elena moved a few pillows on the couch to make more room for them to sit, listening to him at the same time. “hey -- hey, it’s okay.” elena realized he was a lot more nervous than she was, which made her want to do something to make him feel better and relaxed, and hope that she wasn’t being too close already by doing that. but she just walked up to him and placed her hands on his upper arms, gently guiding him down onto the couch, a smile on her face. “i do want to talk with you, alright? like you said -- been thinking about this for quite a few times.” she said, smile turning into an easygoing grin before she started to pull out some of the food so that they could have some snack as they talked, but elena wasn’t sure if she could stop gazing at his face or focus on anything else long enough to actually eat. settling beside him finally, she turned her head to look at him, thinking that it wasn’t fair that he was too damn charming and hoping for the best that she would be able to speak without stuttering. “yeah, so... uh... i don’t know where to start. i’m... not really an exciting individual, you see.” she chuckled quietly and nervously. “is there anything you’d like to know, though?”

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hwlingkids:

     The heavy bag on his arm was hardly a bother to Thomas; the weight was nothing, compared to his strength. What truly bothered him was the letter in his jacket pocket. He could feel the weight of it, as if it were rocks instead of a crumpled paper. Thomas was sure, had his heart been beating, it would be racing inside his chest, beating with such a force it would break through his ribcage. But, as it turns out, the organ had been long dead. No matter how hard he tried, he could not feel a beat, couldn’t hear its soothing sounds – did he ever had a heartbeat? Thomas couldn’t recall. Instead of dwelling on those sad thoughts, he focused on the song blasting from inside the room, a soft amused chuckle escaping his lips. 

Elena Blackburn – He couldn’t stop thinking about the name since he opened his envelope, and now here he stood, wondering if she had heard his knock. As the seconds passed, Thomas could feel his hands sweating, and he shifted his weight from foot to foot, biting back a sigh of relief when she opened the door. If he could blush, Thomas was sure he would be doing it furiously when his eyes landed on her. “I –” he cleared his throat, trying to gather his words. What to say to the person you are supposed to marry? –“My name is Thomas. Thomas Atanasov? And we – I brought you food,” he said, awkwardly, showing her the huge bag on his arms. As if it wasn’t obvious enough. “I didn’t know what you like, so I got you a little of a lot." His kind smile faltered as soon as it appeared, when a terrifying thought hit him, "I’m sorry. It didn’t occur to me you might not have opened your envelope. I’m –” with his free hand, he fetched his letter inside his pocket, handing it to her –“I’m your fiance.”

     when her eyes landed on the attractive man standing before her, elena felt terribly embarrassed within a second. she was still in her pyjamas with her hair a mess of curls cascading onto her shoulders despite it being late afternoon already. and ‘bye bye bye’ blasting from the room only moments ago which he most likely heard wasn’t making it any easier for the girl to feel relaxed enough. though, what made her suck in a deep breath and barely avoid a gasp escape her lips was when he said his name -- so, this was her fiance. the man who she had been wondering about ever since she got back into the town, curious as to what he was like or if he’d even come seek her out. and now, she clearly got her answer to the latter.

     quickly focusing on the huge bag of food, though, elena managed to forget about the shocking information she just got out of the man and her lips formed into a bright smile, actually both amused and amazed by that. while she wanted to chuckle at how adorably amusing it was, she also noted that he was considerate enough to give her options - lots of them, actually. “well this... is a lot better than how i imagined our first meeting would be.” opening the door wider, she stepped out of the way and gently held his upper arm to guide him inside. had it been anyone else coming to her door like that it’d be quite awkward to just take them into her room like that but this man was the one she was to marry and seemed to be nice enough so far so she didn’t mind. “come in -- and oh, excuse the mess i just... i was... actually there’s no mature explanation for nsync.” she let out a soft chuckle, feeling a bit nervous. “so uh - make yourself at home. you can put the bag down wherever you want.” she said, starting to feel a bit excited and anxious at the same time. “it’s so lovely of you to come with food - that’s a win.” she chuckled lightly again, shaking her head. “so uh... i guess we eat and get to know each other, now?”

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    blonde curls bouncing on her shoulders with every move, the witch was singing her heart out and dancing to some 90′s song, still in her pyjamas even though it was late in the noon already. since it was her off day, she was definitely making the best out of it. because of that, she could barely hear it when there was a knock on the door, which made her quickly pause the song and make her way to the door to answer it. an apologetic smile spreading on her face upon realizing she looked quite ridiculous and that the man probably heard the loud song coming from the room, she greeted warmly. “um… hey.”

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timid-maria:

“Shit.”  Maria cursed as she dropped a box on her foot, glad she’d never fully moved into the apartment Harper had gotten for her but still having to move some stuff back into the hotel after he left.  She’d been re-paired already, but it still stung.  Bending to pick up her things, she looked up at the person standing in front of her. “Sorry.  Didn’t mean to swear.”

     “hey, it’s okay.” said the witch, giving the other girl a polite smile. while elena herself wasn’t one to swear, she didn’t mind others doing that around her, especially in frustrating situations like hers. quickly bending to help the girl pick up her things, elena mumbled. “let me help -- guess you’re moving out?”

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dcrseys:

         dorsey couldn’t remember a moment when he was so unhappy. the idea of a marriage had never crossed his mind — and let alone with a witch. the prospect of being stuck with someone was shivering and for many times the vampire considered running away ( the world was big enough for it, right? wrong ). he couldn’t. he wouldn’t. not when he was sure his head would appear on a stake the next day — and he certainly liked his head way too much to let such a thing happen ( and that was the main reason of why he was there, standing at the door of his future wife ). ❝ ugh, ridiculous. ❞ dorsey grunted with the thought while knocking on the door for que second bloody time. thanks to the typical hearing of this kind, also, he was more than capable of hearing what was happening inside the house — even tho isaiah was sure that even a normal human would notice that mess.

         with his patience fading fast, dorsey thoughts wandered by alternatives to catch the attention of his bride. maybe if he threw something at the window ( like the tire of a car ) he’d be noticed. the ideas, however, did not had much time to develop before the door was finally opened and dorsey could lay eyes on the witch for the first time. ❝ first… you’re not that bad, but it was just rude. i’m here for ages already, just waiting. ❞ he said, not being at all aggressive in his words — and even having a pinch of humor ( while trying to ignore that she was, at least, pretty to look at ). ❝ anyway. hello there. nice pyjamas but it’s noon and even i know this isn’t socially acceptable. but whatever, i’m dorsey. you know, your future vampy hubby and i don’t think our marriage can survive your singing, so… there’s that. ❞

     elena had always wondered about her intended -- how did he look like, what was he like, what did he think about all this arranged marriage thing... as much as the unknown was making her nervous and scared, she was more nervous to go and seek him out herself even though she knew they’d have to meet sooner or later. maybe she just preferred her betrothed finding her first, as she didn’t want to make a bad impression. and knowing herself... she most likely would, if she were to show up at his door with all her awkwardness during first meetings and given that it would be her first meeting with her soon-to-be-husband -- that would be extra awkward. that was why she hadn’t been out there to find the man and instead was trying to settle back into the town and try to cope with the fact that this was exactly where she lost all.

     speaking of bad impressions... elena soon figured what she feared would happen was what exactly happening right now as he spoke and exposed that he was the one she was engaged to. big blue hues going wider, elena’s lips parted open slightly in surprise, a soft ‘oh’ escaping her mouth as she could simply feel her cheeks getting warmer, no doubt her porcelain skin on her cheeks was getting a rosy color. “sorry -- didn’t know you’d...” she trailed off, eyebrows furrowed as she shook her head slightly. try not to make it any more awkward, idiot. avoiding his gaze for a moment, the girl then lifted her head to look at him again. “well - you can clearly tell i wasn’t expecting this,” she said, looking down at her dust pink set, feeling embarrassed a bit. “hey -- one minute in and you’re already judging me.” she said, trying to lighten her anxious state but then just shook her head again, opening the door a bit more. “uh - wanna come in?”

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     blonde curls bouncing on her shoulders with every move, the witch was singing her heart out and dancing to some 90′s song, still in her pyjamas even though it was late in the noon already. since it was her off day, she was definitely making the best out of it. because of that, she could barely hear it when there was a knock on the door, which made her quickly pause the song and make her way to the door to answer it. an apologetic smile spreading on her face upon realizing she looked quite ridiculous and that the man probably heard the loud song coming from the room, she greeted warmly. “um... hey.”

@dcrseys

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icymagic:

“I honestly don’t remember writing this.” She flicked over the pages, eyes skimming as the words just got worse and worse. “I wrote children’s books. Not something that only talks about being alone. I don’t know, it looks like my style but I just don’t remember it.”

     “that’s... quite strange.” she said as she watched the other woman flick over the pages, listening intently. “i could say... maybe someone copied your style but then again - who would do such thing only to put your name on it again?” 

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icymagic:

Elsa’s eyes widened as she read over the words on the page, honestly not sure that they were ones that she had put onto paper. Looking up she half smiled at the other person, flicking the page over. “I don’t understand. This has my name on it, my photo to say that I wrote it… but this is not one of my books. It’s so dark, so depressing.” Not the fairytales that she remembered.

     “huh?” the blonde looked at the other woman with a confused expression on her face, shaking her head a bit. “come again -- you’re saying that’s not your book even though it say’s you’re the author?” eyebrows furrowed, the witch tilted her head to the side. “maybe there was some mistake during publishing?”

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southerndrawlandfangs:

“Excuse me.” Ellie grabbed the attention of the nearest person walking by. “I seem to be lost. I’m lookin’ for a little animal hospital that I could’ve sworn was down this road but could possibly be on the other side of this city. I’ve never been good at followin’ directions.”

     “uh -- i think i know where it is.” elena smiled at the stranger, fixing the bag on her back as she stepped closer. “it’s actually close to my way to work - would you like me to take you there?”

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icymagic:

“Then you might want to focus more on your patrons who think that touching a woman without permission is okay,” Ivy raised an eyebrow, sitting down at the bar without any other word. “Clearly.”

     “that is definitely not okay, like i said i’m just - so new to this and i can’t keep up with everything yet... i’m really sorry.” she let out a soft sigh, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “um - let me get you a drink to make up for it. on the house.”

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icymagic:

Ivy raised an eyebrow at the younger girl, “I wasn’t aware there was a we in this situation. I have it sorted.” And she had no issues with letting this guy know that she wasn’t okay with what had happened and she let go of him, growling at the man as he scurried off.

     “i -- i just started working here, i guess it’s my duty to prevent any fights if i can...” elena tried to explain, growing more anxious now. but a sigh of relief passed her lips as the man scurried off and the blonde turned to look at the woman. “sorry if i offended you i just - i’m so new to all this and -- i don’t know. sorry.”

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notyourguarddogs:

With everything going on, Isabella wanted to just…lay out. Watch the clouds. It didn’t matter to her how odd it looked to be splayed out on her back on a blanket with pillows around her. To anyone else, she probably looked hungover. Partied out. Hands tucked behind her head, she spotted some clouds shaped like a rabbit. It was almost to the point of relaxation in the courtyard of the hotel that had her annoyed when she heard someone approaching.

“If you think I’m going to move, you got another thing coming,” she commented without looking away from the sky.

     “no -- of course that’s not what i thought.” elena shook her head quickly, her steps coming to a halt. she was now gripping the straps of her backpack harder as she grew more anxious. still so new to this whole supernatural world, she wasn’t sure just what to do or how to act around other people of her kind. “i was just wondering if i could join.”

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icymagic:

“You want to try that again, asshole?” Ivy asked, slamming down the guy onto the bar without a second thought. Sure she was here in a tight dress, all done up pretty, but she didn’t see that as a reason for someone to touch her when she hadn’t approved it. Looking up she saw eyes on her and Ivy glowered, “You got a problem?”

     as soon as she saw the thing happen, elena stopped pouring the drink into a glass for a patron, trying to figure out what was happening for a moment. realizing that it was completely the man’s fault, elena quickly made her way over, shaking her head when the woman glared at her. “no -- no, it’s just,” glancing around, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear nervously. “we should - we should just remove him from the bar...”

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more fc recs for elena’s pair pls ??

sure! so aside from the two that are listed, some other recs would be; luke mitchell, dj cotrona, will tudor, ryan guzman, zac efron, gregg sulkin, cody christian, zach roerig, michael b jordan, mike vogel, sean teale, jeremy jordan & jeremy renner! these are only the few i could think of rn but if you had someone else in mind, feel free to message me!!