Friend of the moon.

[ofrosevalor]

jamesoncollins‌:

 He’d left the door front door propped open to try and coax the sunlight inside, doors to the reading room flung open as well, the window shades pulled back. It was a beautiful day in Opulence, and Jamie was in a rare, pleasant mood. As such, when his open door called to more than just warm beams of sunlight, he appeared from the kitchen at the back of the house, calling out to the guest.

 “Yeah, sorry. Was making tea,” God, that was such a witchy stereotype that honestly Jamie sort of hated it, but honestly he’d had to come up with some excuse for his frequent visits to Colette’s house, so he’d claimed an affinity for her tea blends, and had been drinking the stuff more now than ever in his life. “Don’t suppose you want a cup?”

 He paused in the doorway to the reading room, casting a cursory gaze over the other male. Dark hair, handsome face, and looking like he already wanted to leave. Not exactly his usual clientele, but Opulence had been surprising Jamie every day he’d been there.

When Jamie commented that he was making tea, he rolled his eyes a little, such a witchy thing to say. “Sure, but no reading my leaves.” Dominic took a look around. “It’s a nice set up you’ve got here and you don’t need to pay any rent as it’s right in front of your home.” The alpha sat himself down now, invited or not. 

He then took out some notes and slid them over the table to him. “You know what to do here, well, I assume you know how to do your job that is.” As an ex-witch, he knew that for any amount of money, they would be willing to part with information. 

[ofrosevalor]

wolfontheloose‌:

Ryden was exceptionally good at reading people’s vibes. He had to be, ever since he was old enough to not lose his way back home down the block. Otherwise, he’d have ended up dead in a ditch a long time ago. The guy’s retort to Ryden’s benign joke spoke volumes to Ryden and he chose to counter it with a subtle arch of his eyebrow. “Can’t except everyone t’be potty trained, bruv. Only thing ya can do sumtin’ about is yer own toilet habits.” 

Just like Ryden promised, it wasn’t long before they were alone in the bar, everyone leaving for the day in a timely manner. Ryden grabbed Dom a can of Wicklow Wolf’s Apex stout and poured a shot of Midnight Moonshine for himself. Bottoms up, he hissed as it scorched down his throat. “Yeah. Sure thing.” He said, cringing at the punch of the drink rather than Dom’s request. And that was it. He was absolutely fine with it and just a little unsure why Dom had to come in to ask his permission or whatever. It could’ve easily went unannounced. Unaware how anticlimactic his response may be, Ryden poured himself another shot but didn’t take it on just yet. 

Dominic took the offered drink, it would be rude if he hadn’t and cracked it open to take a drink as Ryden spoke. “It’s called respect by the way, my pack and I haven’t had a steady home in about four years due to hunters running us out and killing most of it off. I know, I know, tragic sob story but I just need them to be safe and have food in their stomachs for a couple of weeks at least.” Dominic drank a little more then set the can down, taking a look around. 

“I’m going to assume that this is where your pack meets when you call them? It certainly smells that way.” He sniffed the air then glanced back at the other Alpha. “We’re not gonna get in your way so you don’t have anything to worry about.” 

[ofrosevalor]

good timing;dom&elise

[ofrosevalor]

elisesong‌:

Elise took a sip. It was enough to confirm her theory. “Yeah, that’s a stout. It’s a pretty good one too,” she wiped the lipstick smudge off his glass with her napkin before handing it back to him. 

As far as his other question, she considered for a moment. What did she think of town? She didn’t know very much about it yet. It certainly was different than anywhere she had lived before. There were always pockets of big cities were supernatural folks congregated, but never a whole city. Elise took a sip of her wine. There was also, of course, what he was actually looking for in her answer. If he was new in town as well then he might still be deciding if himself and his pack should stay. “It’s certainly different than anywhere I’ve lived before, but that’s not always a bad thing. I suppose it depends on what you’re looking for in a town,” she said. 

Dominic took his drink had and had some himself. “Woah.. that is strong. Maybe it’s made for us wolves.” Still, he shrugged and drank some more of it. 

“A safe haven, that’s what I’m looking for and I’m pretty sure my pack feels the same too.” Dominic finished off the drink far quicker than he wanted to. “I’m Dominic by the way.” He then stuck his hand out to Elise. “I’m sure whatever problem these guys have with us, we’ll be able to team up and support each other through this period.”

[ofrosevalor]

isaiahwhitman‌:

As soon as he arrived, he recognized a familiar scent. It wasn’t too long before he recognized Dom. He tried ignoring him at first, but something was really bothering him. It was stupid, but the main reason why he usually avoided gyms. The damn music blasting in his ears was reasoning in the room. He tried to stay calm, but after a moment trying to focus on lifting a weight, he took a deep breath and walked to the Rosevalor alpha and tapped on his shoulder. He seemed frightened. Isaiah smirked, slightly amused by his reaction. At his question, he looked at the machine. “No, I was just lifting. It’s just your music. It’s too loud. I can’t barely hear myself think.” He scratched his beard. “Not that I blame you, you were alone here when I came in. Seems like this gym is not very popular I’ve never seen it crowded.” He joked, taking a few steps back to his weights.

Another morning in Opulence, but it felt pretty much like yesterday, or even the day before to Isaiah. He felt like he was becoming lazy, not doing anything but drinking beer. Plus, even Becky had abandoned him, getting more friendly with the pack’s kids. She seemed to have gotten over Norah and the children more easily than he did, and he often found himself envious of his dog. Which made completely no sense, obviously, but depressed Isaiah never made much sense, it was old news.

After making sure that Becky was safe with the kids, he took a look at his sports bag, left near the bed. He rarely went to the gym and preferred to train alone in the woods. Not that he really needed the fancy gym equipments to keep in shape anyway. But today he felt that he could use some good AC, and maybe it wouldn’t be too bad if he tried to socialize. >

As soon as he arrived, he recognized a familiar scent. It wasn’t too long before he recognized Dom. He tried ignoring him at first, but something was really bothering him. It was stupid, but the main reason why he usually avoided gyms. The damn music blasting in his ears was reasoning in the room. He tried to stay calm, but after a moment trying to focus on lifting a weight, he took a deep breath and walked to the Rosevalor alpha and tapped on his shoulder. He seemed frightened. Isaiah smirked, slightly amused by his reaction. At his question, he looked at the machine. “No, I was just lifting. It’s just your music. It’s too loud. I can’t barely hear myself think.” He scratched his beard. “Not that I blame you, you were alone here when I came in. Seems like this gym is not very popular I’ve never seen it crowded.” He joked, taking a few steps back to his weights.

Dominic took his phone out and turned the music off now with a shrug. “Well, as you said I was alone here before you came in.” He slumped his arms by his sides after stopping the bag from moving so much. “Becky not with you?” Dom asked, taking a glance around. “She seems to really be getting along with the other children in town and in our pack.” The wolf leaned against the bag. 

“So what do you think so far of this place? It’s a little on the weird side, the Alpha is a tattooed British guy who I can’t understand but we seemed to have spoken a bit about things.” Dom shook his head a little. He noted that the gym was pretty much empty, it was probably down to it being so early and that everyone was a supernatural of some type, even Dom didn’t really need the gym these days but he had a lot of built up frustration. 

[ofrosevalor]

helping hand;dom&seneca

[ofrosevalor]

seneca-diamondheart‌:

“Is there any saying what you could have done to me either?” she asked, lifting an eyebrow though she didn’t seem serious about what she was saying. “You could be a serial killer for all I know.” Seneca watched as his hand fell back to his side, her own arms crossing. “I just don’t like feeling like I owe anybody anything,” she answered. Her posture loosened after a second when she realized he hadn’t really asked anything of her in this particular instance. “But… Thanks, I guess.”

Seneca got a little worried for a moment she might have met Dominic on a bad night, one bad enough that she had no memory of it. Or had they just waved once? Her stomach turned a little as she thought about it. She knew she wasn’t perfect, but she thought she was past the point of getting messed up enough that she lost time. “Seneca,” she responded. She glanced at the rooms he gestured to. 

“I mean if ya’ll were on the second floor the noise would probably matter more,” she responded with a forgiving shrug of one shoulder.  Her eyes flickered back to him when he offered a beer. “Fuck yeah, I do,” she responded. 

Dominic just gave her a look. “Oh yeah, at 3am while I’m guarding my pack I want to do things to you.” He rolled his eyes a bit. “I was bought up to not be a jerk basically. You never have to worry about that around me.” He tried to sound reassuring. “You don’t owe me anything, I’m not gonna cash in on any favour.” 

“You have no idea who I am do you?” He offered a small smile. “That’s okay, it’s better if we met this way anyway.” Dominic then indicated for her to follow before wandering back to the motel and into his door, a couple of minutes passed and he came back out with a couple of cans of beer, holding one out to her. “Sit if you want.” Dom sat on one of the half broken deck chairs. 

[ofrosevalor]

baking class;dom&maya

[ofrosevalor]

mayarparker‌:

Even though he didn’t rise to her bait, Maya smiled anyway. As she joked around, she was putting together a mental picture of him. And his reaction just added to that picture. 

“Too bad for you, I’ve been Chief of the Baking Cops since 2003,” Maya replied as she sifted in the powdered sugar. She did so with a deft and practiced hand. “Nah, our psychic does his readings out of his apartment a few streets over,” she said. What went unmentioned was that she was a baking witch herself. It wasn’t something she often talked about, especially before Opulence. 

“I heard about him, someone I suggested I go and see him, I have no idea why. What would a werewolf want from a psychic anyway.” Dominic shook his head then moved to preheat the oven. “I’m really too big on witches in the first place. No offence if you are one, I’ve just had bad experiences with them.” He grabbed the next lot of ingredients, the wet ones. 

He looked back at the recipe again while trying to figure out how many eggs it needed then cracked them into a bowl. His touch was rather gentle for a werewolf and not big lumbering limbs all over the place. “This says fold in. What does that mean?” 

[ofrosevalor]

helping hand;dom&seneca

[ofrosevalor]

seneca-diamondheart‌:

The night itself had gone sour when she wasn’t able to find someone to take her home from her shift, although Seneca didn’t know if she could altogether blame her coworkers. They were probably just tired, and she was pretty sure that two or three of them had caught on to the fact that she’d asked them to drop her off somewhere other than the motel, and she’d given them all different addresses. They’d either figured she was being dropped off for a one night stand or flat out lied about where she lived.

She’d been able to stay on a little later than usual, which afforded her a few extra tips. Seneca had spent a decent amount of the tip money on a few bottles of alcohol at the closest drug store to the club before hailing a taxi. 

It wasn’t the first time she’d taken a taxi back to the motel, which was how she knew the driver had cheated the meter. She was standing with one foot out of the taxi, the driver holding her bag firm in her grasp. And, of course, there was a bit of yelling and argument over how much she ought to be rightfully charged. 

When Seneca heard the voice of a bystander, she looked over her shoulder at him, still puling back on the strap of her bag to try and break the driver’s hold on it. “Yeah, we’ve got a problem, this fucking dildo is trying to gouge me for a fucking ride,” Seneca huffed, making a face at the driver when his expression made it clear he did not appreciate being called a dildo. 

A few more words from the young man and the driver had released Seneca’s bag and peeled off down the road. Seneca looked at the man’s hand and then back at him. “I could have handled that, you know.”

“I know, but there’s no saying what he could’ve done to you.” He told her then dropped his hand when she was going to take it. “I know you can protect yourself, etc, etc but it’s called being nice.” Dom finally backed up now to give her more space. “I don’t know if you remember me from the other night? I’m Dominic, I’m staying here with my pack.” He indicated to the rooms on the first floor where he knew they were staying. 

“Sorry about the noise.. and the smell some times.” He pulled a bit of a face then pushed his hands into his pockets. “Anyway, do you want a beer?” Dominic offered, it was the least he could do after rambling the way he had. 

[ofrosevalor]

good timing;dom&elise

[ofrosevalor]

elisesong‌:

“Bit full of ourselves, are we?” Elise asked in that same dry tone. She had been around enough packs to recognize an Alpha when she saw one. She’d also been around enough packs to know that didn’t inherently mean they were above any other wolves. She shrugged as she handed her card over to the bartender, “I couldn’t tell you I’ve just arrived in town myself. Of course, there’s always the Alpha factor.” 

The bartender returned shortly after with her wine and another beer for the young man next to her. Elise thanked him. “It looks like a stout, but I’d have to taste it to know exactly,” she replied. For a year or two there she’d worked as a brewer. She had almost settled on that as her future career, but then after moving to another town she’d gotten a job at a garage and the rest was history. 

“That’s possible.” Dominic then slid his own drink over to her so she could have a taste. “I haven’t touched it yet, so ladies first.” He indicated to the glass with a flourish. 

“It does look a little like stout.” He agreed, nodding as well. “A little like a Guinness.” Dominic waited until Elise had a taste before bringing the glass back towards him and took a gulp too. “So what do you think of this town so far?” He wasn’t huge on small talk but figured if she was new too, then maybe they’d have something in common. 

[thebellamybarnesarchive]

Hidden Identity || Bella&Dom

[ofrosevalor]

thebellamybarnes‌:

        “I’m glad, I hate you guys have been here for more than a day or two,” Bellamy mused simply of them being there. It was a lot of people to sleep in uncomfortable beds designed to really only remain there for a night or two. “Perhaps you’ll find something more permanent soon.”

         Bellamy took a bite of the burger, some of her gloss sticking to the bun as she began to chew while he spoke, swallowing before she did. “Do you want to keep to yourself?”

        “Who said anything about a relationship? We’re talking about who you think is cute,” she said back, curious he was happy to ask about who she liked but not to share who he did. Perhaps he was worried about upsetting her, since she said she liked werewolves and he didn’t like vampires so she tried to make it obvious she was not. “Personally I’d love a relationship but I met this terribly cute newly turned wolf and I don’t think it would be fair, all those hormones, to ask someone to resist something they haven’t learnt to even experience would be terrible, but he’s terribly gorgeous, so I’m very determined,” she shared, before asking again. “Come on, tell me your type, you need some stress release. I know some very promiscuous people, a very cute witch, and some humans too, one of my friend’s Lyn is like the cutest thing, and a handsome vampire as well, but he’s kind of like my dad so I don’t know if me setting him up would go over well. I suspect you don’t want a different pack werewolf.”

“Hm.. not really. I’m a sociable person by nature but with the obvious circumstances, I don’t really get the time to anymore.” He shook his head. 

“Okay... I’ve met you and... uh, that’s pretty much it. I can’t really say who I find cute in town when I haven’t met anyone to find cute yet.” He shot her a small smile, was that too many cutes in one sentence? Probably. “Ah yes, the raging hormones when you first turn, all you wanna do is fuck or fight everything in sight sometimes both at the same time. I’d like to think that after four years, mine have settled down some.” He shook his head. “Good luck with him, you’re gonna need it.” The Dominic let out a dramatic sigh when she tried to ask for his type again. 

“The werewolf all depends on them and whether they’d want to sleep with a non-pack wolf, I personally don’t have a preference when it comes to wolves that way.” He was trying his hardest to not slip up here. “I don’t have a type per-say” he then mumbled the next part before saying “You know what I mean? I think I’ll have a beer after all.” Dominic got himself off the table and went over to the cooler. 

[sugarandspiceandmostlynice]

Opulence Character Posters;

Dominic Rosevalor

Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.  

@findopulenceedits

@ofrosevalor

[ofrosevalor]

first meetings;dom&ryden

[ofrosevalor]

wolfontheloose‌:

Pack meetings at the Den were usually a hot mess, and even that was a serious understatement. Everyone shouting, interrupting, talking over each other yet, surprisingly, the arguments were almost always about things so mundane that it was impossible to figure out how it all escalated so quickly. And they usually ended with Ryden getting sick of sitting quietly behind the bar, listening to all that shit, culminating with him shouting at everyone to shut the fuck up and get the hell out. If the pack had anything serious to discuss, the place would’ve actually showed how much of a tight-knit, healthy community they actually were. That was exactly why they could argue so avidly about insignificant things.

Feeling a migraine creeping up on him, Ryden rubbed his temples after one such meetup, leaning heavily over the bar when someone decided to walk in, with a completely inappropriate joke instead of a greeting. The look Ryden and a few others that had still lingered gave the man were nothing short of ‘are you kidding me’ kind. One of the guys still there threw in an offhanded ‘who he?’ at no one in particular.

“Ya sure you want that sandbox, mate? Sumone, like, peed all o’er it.” Ryden snorted, willing himself to push back into some semblance of an upright position, feeling drained and tired.

“Huh. Must be cause I never got chipped.” He was vaguely aware that someone had been looking around for the pack’s Alpha. Guess this was the guy. Tilting his head curiously at the request, he patted the bartop, referring to the seat under it. “Have a seat, it’ll clear up soon.” Which was exactly what was happening as they spoke. It was late and Ryden had already kicked everyone out beforehand, some just liked to take their sweet time with it. “Wanna drink? Cause I am gonna.” He announced, turning to grab himself a shot of something strong and hopefully mind-numbing. 

When Ryden opened his mouth and the accent came out, it took every inch of Dominic not to roll his eyes at it because he was supposed to be here to speak to him alpha to alpha, not start something over the accent. “Yes, smells your piss all over it.” He shot back then finally approached even though he’d prefer that they were alone, but he got why some would linger. 

At the invite, Dominic sat and glanced over his shoulder at them before his attention back to Ryden. “Sure, give me a beer if you’ve got it.” He got comfortable on the stool before speaking again. “Okay, so I’m just gonna come out with it. My pack and I need to stay a while. They’re exhausted from being on the road for so long.”

[ofrosevalor]

Letting off steam;OPEN

After tracking down the local gym that morning, Dominic decided that he really needed to let off some steam and stress from being cramped in a small motel room. It did give him five minutes alone with his thoughts as he pounded the bag and listened to the trash music loudly on his headphones, trying to get into the moment. 

He didn’t realise how long he had been in here for because before he knew it, he felt a tap on his shoulder, causing him to spin around in fright. “What the fuck?!” That came out a little too loudly but he took one of the buds out. “Did you want to use this?” 

[ofrosevalor]

baking class;dom&maya

[ofrosevalor]

mayarparker‌:

“Plus it is ten am,” Maya added. Now that she had been in town a few weeks, she was getting back to something like her old self. Of course, she’d never be exactly the girl she was back in Boston. But at least she was less jumpy and sleep deprived now. 

Having lived around at least one werewolf for most of her life, she gave him a cheeky smile. “Not the strongman though?” she asked. If there was one things most werewolves seemed to have in common, other than the whole being able to turn into a wolf deal, was that they always wanted to show off how strong they were. Or at least that had been her experience so far. 

“Oh, you’ll let me off, will you?” she teased, “What were you going to do report me to the baking police?” She handed over the flour and a measuring cup, “Here measure the flour.” As she said it, Maya realized the instructor was glaring at her again. She just gave him a bright smile and a wave. 

“Eh, I could, but nah.” Dominic shook his head, he knew what she meant though, some wolves loved to show off but he liked to exercise restraint in that area. 

“I was going to report you to the baking police, look at you reading my mind.” He commented then took the flour and cup so he could scoop and dump into the bowl. “Are you physic or something?” He asked, shooting her a playful smirk then finished putting the flour in the bowl.

[ofrosevalor]

scouting;dom&nicky

[ofrosevalor]

nickymatheson‌:

        Nicky chuckled at the complaint. “I think they’re really only meant for a night or two, usually people find jobs and a place to stay. I’d offer you a job where I work but probably wouldn’t look good to your pack and probably not the sort of work you’d enjoy anyway,” he said of the strip club, assuming the man would move on.

        “Caution is wise,” he nodded his head gently, feeling poorly for the young man as he said it sounded like his pack was on the brink. If he did speak with Ryden then Nicky hoped it would go well, but Ryden was a newer alpha, and with how he could be during the moon…well, Nicky could only hope. “Some bad hands it sounds like,” Nicky noted, pushing from the chair and heading into one of the trailers to grab some of the beers, returning with a six pack of the same ones a small vampire had offered Dom previously.

       “Here you go,” Nicky offered him. “Your pack will be fine, man. If the hotel is an issue though, and you want to be cautious about territory, most of us live in Descray, Bowden is a bit more expensive, but not if you’re willing to house together. Lots of students live out there,” he suggested. In the end it was up to the guy. Whatever he decided to do. Hell he could probably rent a house in Dillon and have them all live in the suburbs, but Nicky was merely offered what could potentially be cheapest, while avoiding the Pack. Not that their territory was the whole of Descray, just that if he wanted to be very cautious that was the best option. “Lots of op shops too, vampires donate all their old shit because they’re constantly buying more. Probably could find a mattress, or at least a bed frame.”

“We’ll do any type of work honestly, we’re a hard working pack who like to contribute to the community so once everything is settled down, they will go out into town and look for work, whether it’s being a lifeguard or a picker in one of the farms, assuming there’s a farm within distance? I haven’t checked yet. They’re a hard working lot.” Dominic told him then took the offered beer. 

“I see vampires never change per area.” He commented on them always getting rid of shit. “I have nothing against them, I had one come and serve my pack some food this morning. I don’t think I actually got her name.” 

[ofrosevalor]

Can you shift at will?

“Yes. One of a few things I can do better as an Alpha, but I only choose shift at will when I’m threatened.” 

[ofrosevalor]

Did you consider just doing something to get rid of your powers and staying human or was there something that appealed to you about being a werewolf?

“You see, I always struggled to fit in among witches and even my own family. Being bitten and changing into a werewolf is the best decision I’ve ever made in my life. I finally feel like myself. If I became human instead, I wouldn’t feel whole, like there’s a gaping hole needing to be filled. It’s difficult to explain.”

[ofrosevalor]

How many alphas have you met before?

“Three? Maybe four? All hostile of course. I’m not saying all Alpha’s are, but most are dicks.”