I have an ugliness that's impossible to love.

Independent Canon Divergent Roman Godfrey from Hemlock Grove. 10+ years roleplay experience, follows back from OC blog. Please read the Rules and Trigger Warnings. Blog/Muse 18+ Mun 30+

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His eyes caught the flower as she spun, drawn to the vivid color. Interesting. He’d have to get a closer look at it later, possibly once they were all nice and spent and lounging in some soft hotel sheets.

Peter’s face flashed in Roman’s mind at the question, thoughts of his former best friend swarming him entirely against his will. He shoved them violently back down, somehow keeping the easygoing smirk he wore firmly in place.

“Couldn’t make it, I’m afraid.” He told her, opting to take another sip of his drink. “My sister’s not in town at the moment, so I’m without my usual date for this kind of thing.”

The worries about his sister weren’t nearly as easy to get rid of, forcing him to drain his glass. If he only knew where she was maybe he’d have an excuse not to be drowning his sorrows in vice for the nth night in a row.

[ata-glance]

“That’s too bad.” Linea didn’t pretend it disappointed her. She did give his hand a gentle squeeze to draw him away from his troubled thoughts. “Guess that means you’re free then.”

She took a step closer to get a whiff of his cologne; nothing she hadn’t experienced before. He wasn’t trying at all. Why would Roman Godfrey have to? She’d see how interested he was - she never planned on being an easy catch. Where was the fun in that?

Linea winked at him, tapped his emptied glass with a finely manicured nail and walked past him. She steadily made her way to the bar for her next drink.

[upirprince]

Roman watched her go, eyes lingering a moment before turning to her friend with an easy smile. "I think I need a refresh as well. Can I get you anything?"

After waiting for the woman's answer, he nodded and joined Linea at the bar, pointedly nudging his empty glass towards the bartender.

"So, are these after parties actually fun for you, or is it just more work?" He asked, propping one elbow up on the counter and leaning casually against the bar. "Though if it's the latter I image getting to drink on the clock is a bit of a perk."

[intriga-hounds]

No one’s doin it like this guy

[roleplayasksandmemes]

Reblog if you're OC friendly.

[upirprince]

So if I went and made a Hemlock Grove server on discord for us to all be weird together would folks be interested?

[upirprince]

Let’s go

[upirprince]

Reminder that Roman has a priest kink. He takes his roleplay very seriously.

[upirprince]

"Oh I definitely enjoyed myself, I'll have to thank my stylist for getting me the tickets. You ladies did a fantastic job out there," Roman added, taking the offered hand for a friendly shake. His smile shifted into a smirk at her little moniker, and he chuckled. "Roman Godfrey, actually. CEO, not prince. And all the better for meeting you and your friend, miss...?" "That so? Mind if I have another look?" He asked, smiling and lifting the hand Lin had given him so she could do a twirl for him. His eyes moved over the dress as she spun, taking note of both it and her curves, but he made sure they were back on her face when he gave his compliment. "Stunning."

[ata-glance]

True to his word - this is Roman Godfrey, CEO of Godfrey Industries. Close enough to a prince in these modern times, really. Or would that make him king these days? What were the chances?

Roman Godfrey, 18 years old - very young for a CEO - March 30th, Aries, nepo baby born and raised in Hemlock Grove.

"Linea," she gave him a knowing little smile and allowed him to lead her into a twirl. The vivid blue spider lily tattoo on her back seemed to flash with the lights, same as the shimmering of her dress as she moved. The length billowed a little bit around her ankles, but remained mostly hugged at her hips. That subtle slit up the side of the leg folded over playfully, however.

The spin had loosened soft strands around her face. It showed that white streak on her right temple maybe a little bit more than she would have liked. The rest was knotted and pinned low on her neck, length spilling out like water to her waist. Some of it had swung over her shoulder to grace her collarbones.

Linea had started to softly laugh; he was an easy read. He didn't have much else going on (at the moment) and he wasn't in any rush. He was carefully making it up as he goes. Game's begun.

"Surprised to see Mr. Godfrey doesn't already have a lovely friend with him. Where's your date?" She held his gaze sharply, while also feigning innocence.

[upirprince]

His eyes caught the flower as she spun, drawn to the vivid color. Interesting. He’d have to get a closer look at it later, possibly once they were all nice and spent and lounging in some soft hotel sheets.

Peter’s face flashed in Roman’s mind at the question, thoughts of his former best friend swarming him entirely against his will. He shoved them violently back down, somehow keeping the easygoing smirk he wore firmly in place.

“Couldn’t make it, I’m afraid.” He told her, opting to take another sip of his drink. “My sister’s not in town at the moment, so I’m without my usual date for this kind of thing.”

The worries about his sister weren’t nearly as easy to get rid of, forcing him to drain his glass. If he only knew where she was maybe he’d have an excuse not to be drowning his sorrows in vice for the nth night in a row.

[whimsifae]

the five homoerotic love languages:

- intimate stabbing

- outright obsession

- confused pining

- "no one knows me like you do"

- lifelong promises that always sound suspiciously like wedding vows

[pois0ncandy]

first base: psychosexual obsession

second base: torture

third base: holding hands

[lioncourtz]

THE VAMPIRE LESTAT 03.03 | "Toronto"

[twirlingfreckles]

they call it bloodlust because it’s meant to turn you on

[astrono77153462]

[upirprince]

Roman casually googling ‘How to get the rewards of being loved without submitting to the mortifying ordeal of being known?’

[ata-glance]

Their giggling faded out and their genuine smiles set onto him. They checked him, scanning him from his green eyes to his shoes and back up. Neither seemed unimpressed, for certain.

“We were. This one’s even refusing to give the dress back.” The woman in red beamed up at him, waved her hand at Linea in the shining white dress.

Linea scoffed, allowed the comment to slide, and offered her free hand to him. She met his gaze, hers easy, but still attentive. “Hope you enjoyed the show.” Her eyes flicked down to the glass of scotch in his hand, taking note. “How are you tonight, prince in plum?”

[upirprince]

"Oh I definitely enjoyed myself, I'll have to thank my stylist for getting me the tickets. You ladies did a fantastic job out there," Roman added, taking the offered hand for a friendly shake. His smile shifted into a smirk at her little moniker, and he chuckled. "Roman Godfrey, actually. CEO, not prince. And all the better for meeting you and your friend, miss...?" "That so? Mind if I have another look?" He asked, smiling and lifting the hand Lin had given him so she could do a twirl for him. His eyes moved over the dress as she spun, taking note of both it and her curves, but he made sure they were back on her face when he gave his compliment. "Stunning."

[greelin]

“like a knife to the ribs” does nothing negative in my mind as a simile like ok so what are you saying. that it felt reallyreally good? that they’re hard now? someone’s about to kiss? this is what you are relaying to me.

[greelin]

hi

[unusualbill]

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