⚜ ─── melissa barrera . cis woman . she/her . | you dont own me by lesley gore | was that angelica grace lockwood walking around mystic falls ? last i heard , the 30-year old werewolf can be found mostly around mystic falls hospital . wonder what they’re up to ? she is known for being +LOYAL , but they can still be very - TEMPERMENTAL according to their friends. i heard through the grapevine that she killed her ex on purpose and it triggered the werewolf gene. although we can never know for sure when it comes to mystic falls, in the end, it could be only rumors, right ?
name: angelica grace lockwood
age: 30
species: werewolf
pronouns: she / her
gender: cis woman
sexuality: bisexual
occupation: nurse
hogwarts house: slytherin
kin characters: rhaenyra targaryen , buffy summers ,
favorite colors: orange, blue, black
tattoos/ piercings: ears, industrial. tattoo of a small wolf on the inside of her ankle. moon phase around her wrist, and an L on the inside of her middle finger for her last name.
angelica is the older cousin of tyler, her father is richards brother. while they were not residing in the lockwood mansion, she grew up in one of the many other mansions in the area and had more money than she would ever know what to do with.
her life was relatively good, she never went without and was the apple of her parents eyes. she was the it girl in school in her time and was miss mystic falls.
after high school she went to whittmore to major in biological sciences to eventually become a nurse. while in school she met a guy, she fell in love and the two were inseparable.
the relationship soon grew toxic, it was verbally and physically abusive. it was something angelica no longer wanted a part of and broke up with him.
once the relationship was over, everywhere she went he would show up somehow. it came to a point where one night he broke into her dorm room and it was a battle. one that angelica "won" with keeping her life but in her self defense, she took his and in doing so triggered her wolf gene.
after her first full moon, she confronted her parents and got the truth of the "lockwood curse" and has since had to deal with it in her life.
all the while, she never let her studies falter and even managed to graduate early in her nursing pursuit and has since been a nurse at the local hospital.
❝ ⸻ Already smitten with him ? ❞ Katherine looked elena over , amused if there was a spark already between them ❝ Like what you see ? Meeting damon won't be too far behind . You might not remember me but you will remember the feeling of needing to stay away . Stefan's older brother . ❞
elena ignored the question, it wasn't katherines business and honestly? she wasn't ready to confront that truth yet of being interested in someone. ❝ and how is it that you know them? how are they a part of all of this? they're not like... related, right? neither of them is like my super, super, super great grandpa right? ❞ the thought made her cringe.
❝ well, look who it is. ❞ elena hummed, walking up beside stefan and a soft smile curled her delicate features. ❝ i was wondering if i might see you here, plenty of other professors but none that make me feel quite as welcome or part of the faculty as you. ❞
the red head sat against one of the trees, a beer bottle in one hand and a join between black polished fingertips. taking a long drag she looked up to see a face she had seen at many parties lately. ❝ hey gilbert, you interested? ❞ she mused, gesturing to the joint in hand. she shifted, making room for him to sit against the tree as well. at least she wouldn't be partying alone now.
elena was a little bit tipsy, but that was the point of this thing right? and she was trying to have fun, and maybe be a little reckless. the brunette just finished topping off her third beer from the keg. she took a step back and in doing so, collided with what she thought was a tree but when she looked it was a man. ❝ oh god.. i'm so sorry. im klutzilla over here. ❞ she said, a small laugh accompanying it and she took a sip from her drink. ❝ can i get you one? to make up for the bumping into and all that. ❞
❝ ⸻ a little birdy told me you had a small chat with a certain Salvatore . Stay away from him and his brother named DAMON . They are nothing but trouble ... If you know what's good for that dull little head of yours . ❞ Katherine flicked her forehead for slapping her hand away as she made herself at home .
❝ well some little birdy needs their wings clipped. ❞ she muttered, rolling her eyes when katherine made herself comfortable. ❝ why does it matter to you who i talk to anyways? there is nothing troublesome about stefan. he is a nice guy as for damon, i don't even know who that is. ❞
❝ you're telling me that you have never had a smore? that is crazy, and needs to be remedied immediately. ❞ elena insisted, her hands previously held toward the fires warmth but now searching for a stick for the marshmallows.
❝ ⸻ we are staying home for the day , cupcake ❞ Katherine appeared in front of her and pushed her back into the house . having been invited before it was easy for her to come and go as she pleased .
and just like that, all of the memories flooded back in. katherine compelled her to only remember her and anything they spoke about, when she saw her. ❝ why are you here, you always show up at the worst times. ❞ elena huffed, slapping away katherines hands from her after being pushed back inside.
adrian had arrived into town just a few hours ago , gaining a new position at the police station . his side job lead him to a shop , being surprised coming face to face with his twin . ❝ im ? you didn't tell me you were living here now . ❞
❝ a pleasant little surprise, isn't it? i haven't been here long myself. just about two months now. ❞ imogen smiled softly, reaching out to give adrians arm a small squeeze. ❝ it's good to see you brother. ❞
" a good luck charm? there is no such thing... not in this town " dark eyes regarded an array of magical heirlooms, ones she knew all too well as a former witch. " humans are so innocent, falling for these silly tricks " nine hundred years ago, aysel traded small spells for services or protection, a time when vampires didn't rule. " is there actually something that works here? "
❝ if you're not a believer, i'm not sure exactly what it is you're expecting to find in here. is your purpose just to insult strangers? it's very tacky and so 1990s of you. ❞ imogen mused softly, arms crossing over her chest as she looked the other up and down. ❝ not that it is any of your business, but yes, i personally spell each item when i'm selling it to someone. so the items do work. ❞
he'd actually just been forced to leave the house to a chorus of you've been cooped in here all week!, but agreeing with the assumption seemed like the easiest option. so he simply nodded, a quiet mmhm accompanying it. ❛ doesn't hurt to have some luck, given recent events. ❜ he wasn't worried of course, but started perusing the charms anyway ⸻ albeit looking a bit confused.
❝ can never be too careful is always my motto. ❞ pushing herself from where she had been sitting on the counter, coming near the other and looking at the crystals and charms. ❝ would you like help or do you have a specific sort of charm in mind?❞
his attention turned to look at the other for a moment before his eyes looked around the shop again. all tat in his opinion but it somewhat reminded him of home in New Orleans. "I will be fine." a small flash of a grin cascaded across his features. "i don't need a good luck charm."
❝ oh now that's not true, everyone needs a little luck here and there. don't you think?❞ imogen smirked a little, finishing placing some crystals on a shelf and brushed her fingers against the jeans she was wearing. ❝ what can i help you with then? ❞
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