𝐃𝐈𝐄!

𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐.​

[malkavchilde]

I’VE MOVED AMELIE TO MY MULTIMUSE @lunareaum.

i’m not deleting this blog because one day, when VtMB2 comes out (IT WILL OKAY???? I BELIEVE!!!) i’ll come back to this solo blog and move her back. but for now it’s just too much of a hassle keeping her in one solo blog, so...

follow my multi if you wanna do things with my malk. i’m actually dying to write her. <3

[stuart-townsend]

Ready or Not (2019) dir. Matt Bettinelli-Olpin, Tyler Gillett

[avadcniels]

– there goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen,

                         she had a marvelous time ruining everything

[clintbartons]

SAMARA WEAVING IN HORROR

Ash vs Evil Dead (2016) dir. Rick Jacobson The Babysitter (2017) dir. McG Mayhem (2017) dir. Joe Lynch Ready or Not (2019) dir. Matt Bettinelli-Olpin & Tyler Gillett

[samaraweaving]

Samara Weaving as Bee in The Babysitter: Killer Queen (2020) dir. McG

[loveqinn]

Samara Weaving as Nix in Guns Akimbo (2019)

dir. by Jason Lei Howden

[clintbartons]

Mayhem (2017) dir. Joe Lynch Guns Akimbo (2019) dir. Jason Lei Howden

[malkavchilde]

#MALKAVCHILDE         selective, private & independent amelie hale (the fledgling) from troika games' and world of darkness’ vampire - the masquerade: bloodlines. multifandom friendly. established aug. 19th, 2020, penned by jay.  |  CARRD. MORE.

[malkavchilde]

                           𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵, 𝘪 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 !

[acecroft]

The Babysitter (2017) dir. McG

[malkavchilde]

are you still active? would love to write with another vtmb muse with mine.

oh dang, i am now! this was sent two months ago, JESUS. i took a much needed break from tumblr and now i'm back <3 if you still wanna write, just hit me up on IMs.

[malkavchilde]

this blog is still alive out of spite because no one wants to write with her but i don’t care, i still love her.

[malkavchilde]

AMELIE --- POWERS & ABILITIES

None of the many nicknames for Clan Malkav - "Lunatics", "Jesters", "Visionaries", "Madmen", and so on - is as fitting as "Oracles". To be of the Clan is to understand things nobody else does; and to be affected by that understanding. Among the clan, this shows itself in psychosis, depression, compulsive disorders, or uncounted other mental illnesses. This hasn't kept the Clan of the Moon from finding a place in Kindred society. Advisers, strategists, preachers, hunters and yes, rulers; all Malkavians walk their very own path.

- DEMENTATION

All Malkavians see further than a mortal could. No Malkavian is left untouched by what they see. Their signature Discipline allows the clan’s members to impart an imperfect version of their psychosis on others, with often drastic results.

- AUSPEX

Nothing stays hidden to those who gain the Discipline of Auspex. Their senses expanding beyond the boundaries of their bodies, these Kindred slip ever deeper into their condition.

Aura Sense: makes the vampire spot people even through walls, read crowds at a glance, and mark individuals, staying aware of them even over long distances. It also reveals the weaknesses in the marked person’s attack and defense.

Psychic Projection: forces the vampire’s mind from their body. Untethered, they will explore the area in astral form, remaining free to use Aura Sight to mark any character they spot. Even more: The vampire’s own senses have developed to such an extent that they may end up telepathically overwhelming the senses of others for a short while.

[malkavchilde]

@symphora​. rosalie ;

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄, the cruelty of a man coronated in privilege, willing the world, and the women who reside within it, his own to take… she had been that girl once, a victim to a man’s self-proclaimed crown – and how she grinned when she ripped off his head… 

eyes linger upon the scene – her pray and his victim, a slight smirk atop her lips at the sight of poison bubbling at the bottom of the young woman’s drink, thankful that she may not remember what happens next... a predator stalking throughout the dark, along the dusky walls of the bar and out into the night, following the man with the staggering girl in arm. she is quick to catch him, stepping out of the dark in a sudden interruption. a flurry of movement and girl is tossed to the floor, a man held high above cement by the hand of a woman, beautiful and glowing beneath the ally’s dim amber light, dressed in leather and a wicked grin.     ❛  – and where do you think you’re going?  ❜    rosalie hisses, fangs throbbing with hunger, always one to play with food…

           he was far from innocent, so amelie didn’t have to feel bad about it. she didn’t even have to worry. he had it coming all the way. she wondered how many girls had fallen prey to his evil traps.      ‘too many.’      ‘the place is a safe haven for him. he leads lamb to the slaughter.’

          oh. hm. did he know the people that worked there? were they being paid? the voices were whispering all kinds of cryptic things --- she would need more time to crack that one. or maybe amelie would just forget about it. as she pretended to stumble away with him and waited until they were far enough from prying eyes, she decided to make it slow. have him understand what was happening before she drained him.

          ‘hahahah! your sheep clothing is way too convincing, little wolf.’    huh? suddenly she was on the floor and he was being lifted up by what was probably the most BEAUTIFUL creature amelie had laid her eyes on.  ❝ hey, no fair! ❞ she whined, slowly getting up.

          ❝ i was about to snack. ❞

[malkavchilde]

@klarsynt​. emil ;

             on some level he knows he should be far more alarmed than he is.  what’s happened here is far from normal even for him.  but as his strength returns his skepticism and wariness of her fades.  likely by design and yet even that awareness doesn’t make him any more likely to try and run from this  (  or her  ).  and then there it is:  vampire.  her confirmation either makes him sane or even more mad than he thought. 

his gaze narrows while she explains.  and he isn’t even sure how to respond.  what does a person even say when you were saved from death’s door by a creature that,  up until minutes ago,  he had thought were the stuff of pure fiction.  wordlessly,  he finally moves to stand again.  his gaze doesn’t leave her,  unwavering in its scrutiny and curiosity.   “  okay,  ”  he agrees with a nod.  

it came out a little too easily.  but he doesn’t want to not go with her.   head tilts down and pulls at his blood soaked shirt,  making a face at the sensation of it against his skin.  a dry mumble “  you have clean shirts where we’re going,  i’ll be just peachy.  ”

         ‘okay.’

        it felt right that he trusted her. why wouldn’t he? he was HERS now. 

        ‘funny. he was a pawn --- like you are.’     ‘look at all the lined up statues, imploding one after the other...’      ‘he’ll take himself out.’      ‘incompetent! you can’t take care of someone else!’

        she started walking next to him, thankful that they’d be able to get to her apartment before sunrise. they weren’t far, anyway.  ❝ i don’t have any clean shirts for you. i used to live alone. ❞     ‘is he moving in?’    ‘he’s moving in!’    ❝ i have a laundry room and a bathroom. ❞ it was best not to tell him about the voices and what they were saying, at least for now. some of it was the future, and the fact that he wasn’t going anywhere, at least not for a while. and some of it was non-sense (as far as she knew). 

        he wouldn’t understand. not entirely. she should let it play out. ❝ what happened to you, anyway? ❞

[malkavchilde]

@klarsynt​. emil ;

             he hates seeing her upset.  seeing her hurt is worse in ways he cannot begin to describe.  it twists at him and forms a knot in the pit of his stomach.  there’s a flash of anger in his eyes while she explains.  he knows what it’s like to be a pawn,  just a piece of the chess board made to suffer for the gain of others.  amelie rescued him from that life and yet,  here she is,   apparently caught up in something similar. 

he wants to fix it for her too. 

emil shakes his head,  hand cupping the side of her face.  “  do you want me to kill them?  ”  he asks.  it would be difficult.  her kind are not as fragile as humans.  but they can still die.  and he’s sure with a little bit of study he could take them out.  he would do it for her without a second thought.  but only if it is truly what she desires. 

the last thing he wants is to bring more trouble down upon her. 

           ever since she turned him, everything had changed. the only thing amelie had ever wanted, even before she was embraced by that vampire and turned into one herself, was people she could count on. people that would have her back. the type of kindred that she was --- a childe of malkav --- twisted her mind in irreversible ways. it made her a pawn in a war that wasn’t hers. a central piece, in fact. she had lost the one friend she had before all of it because she had to, essentially, be dead in her old life.

          everything was horrible, even though she couldn’t process suffering the same way anymore. except for one thing. emil. that decision to save his life all those months ago and turn him into a ghoul --- an ugly word to describe what he meant --- was the best decision she had ever made. he was safe and solid and loyal and GOOD. and he was hers to protect. so the thought of him launching himself into danger to avenge her sent her into a panic. all the voices inside her head started outraging. 

          ❝ no. ❞ she put her hand over his own.  ❝ they’re too many. they would hurt you. promise me, please. ❞     ‘they’ll tear him in half to hurt you.’    ‘don’t. let. him. go.’     ❝ emil, please. if i lose you... ❞

[inthenameofsephiroth]