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elena’s body appreciation post

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♔I N T R O

   You’ve stuck around with us for seven months, so we decided it was way past due to do this. How to thank you for everything? That’s nearly impossible, but we’re going to try. The available reporters at The Indie Inquirer will give a prize to whoever’s lucky enough to win {plus one more prize but that’s a secret}! So without further ado; 

♕R U L E S

➣ Must be following us.

➣ Don’t unfollow after the promo. Trust us, we’ll know. We only want to love you/stalk from afar.

➣ Must be an indie rp blog.

➣ Likes are greatly appreciated, but only reblogs will count.

➣Winners will be picked via random generator. We’ll check winners to see if they’re following. 

➣Ends January 9th 2014 

♔P R I Z E S {all made by us! xoxo}

➣ ↪A : 150 roleplay icons or 45 gif icons of your character

➣  ♥S : 50 gifs of any fc

➣  Ⓓ : A drabble of your choice with up to 4 characters

➣  ¢ :  A parallel gifset and/or character + colour gifset of your choice

➣  All who reblog: Our e-t-e-r-n-a-l love

Best of luck!

Love always, 

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when other rpers like your starters but don’t reply to it

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  She cradled the glass in her hand, giving him a silent nod as her thank you. The guilt died down slowly, but she exhaled and shook her head as he spoke.            ❝It's okay, I mean, for the record, I was snooping around and looking into things I wasn't really supposed to. I'm not exactly the party type. I don't even know why I'm here, really. I just thought I'd try and change it up a bit. It is the new year, after all. Why aren't you having fun?❞   Aubree knew it wasn't her place to ask, but she was still curious as to why the green eyed boy was bored. She assumed this was his scene -- that the partying and the alcohol were the things he enjoyed the most out of life. Then again, she liked to assume all aspects of a person, and these were the only things she knew.

   Stefan could see she was surprised, as was he with his own sharp tone.

                                With a sigh, he sat beside the light haired girl, wondering if he’d seen her around town before. Lifting the bottle she set down, he poured them both a glass, handing one over to her.

       ❝I’m sorry, my brother likes to snap at me when he finds out people have been drinking his alcohol. —So I take your statement as a confession that you’re not having fun either?❞ Turning towards her, he raised an eyebrow.

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"I am, of course. Letting loose is okay, especially on a holiday dedicated to drinking and partying."

Happy New Years Eve [open]

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           "It's a start, I guess. Care to have some company?"

     “Uh.. Not unless you count Netflix and cheap wine as fun.”

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        [ Aubree looked over at Elena, her arms folding over her chest before she exhaled. She rolled her eyes, before biting her lip. ]                     "I was just looking around--happened to see you laying down. You know, it's kind of dangerous to be laying at the top row of bleachers, let alone when you're completely drunk. [ she takes a step forward, climbing up the first row of the bleachers ]                   --You want some company? Because I'd feel really guilty if I was the last one to see you before you end up passed out somewhere in the woods."

           {Elena lays on the bleachers, looking up at the sky with a woozy head. As she hears a noise beside her, she looks and tries to hold herself up. }

"New years eve… Or more commonly known as the one night I can get completely shit-faced and nobody gives a second glance. Except you. Tell me, what can I do for you?”

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             "So, Isaac, have any fun plans for New Years?"

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         "Very tempting, Salvatore."

Happy New Years Eve [open]

            “Well let’s get ready for the drunks and start our own drinking” 

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People who understand you have a busy life and will patiently wait for replies (◕‿◕✿)

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The Basics ;

Name: Aubree Felicity Watson Age: Eighteen Place of Birth: Mystic Falls, VA Current Location: Paris, France Occupation: Student Species: Human Known Family Members: Great Uncle William Watson. Sexuality: Bisexual

Biography ;

Aubree isn't the average girl from Mystic Falls. She's aware of the things around her, at least, she knows that there are good and bad things in this world. She does not know about vampires or werewolves, at least, not currently. When she was younger, her father was killed from what was disguised as an animal attack. When her mother found out, she had to tell the truth about vampires to Aubree, and knew that there were things she'd have to find out on her own. Although she found out, she was forced to forget by the same vampire that attacked her father. You'll forget everything you knew about vampires. Your father was killed by an animal attack. Your mother will die of an animal attack too. The words haunted Aubree, flooding her mind day after day. She grew to become more anxious, and more reserved as she grew older. She kept to herself, knowing it was her only defense against herself. If no one else could see the scars, then she'd be okay. It was a lie she had to tell herself every day. The night of her seventeenth birthday, her mother was killed by the same vampire that had warned her about her impending death. The death crippled her, leaving her all alone. Her great uncle has been in the states, but he has decided that it would be much easier for Aubree to continue life at his home in Paris. 

Life in Paris ;

To say Aubree has been adjusting nicely to life in Paris would be a lie. With the death of her mother still fresh, her only option was to live with her great uncle in Paris. She is enrolled in the university there, ready to focus on her future here in Paris. She is curious, and that could be the reason you've seen her face around Moulin Rouge. She's heard rumors and she's inquisitive; therefor, she's looking around and poking her head into things, regardless of whether or not she should.

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 ❝I won't confirm or deny that accusation -- ❞

     ❝You’d like that, —wouldn’t you Sweetheart?❞

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Submit a sex dream your character has had about mine.

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broken tag

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“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

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   Aubree looked up, her heart beating fast before she exhaled, running a hand through her hair. She wasn't doing anything wrong, at least, not that she knew of. But she took a step back, looking up before biting her lip.                                  ❝I'm sorry -- I didn't think it was wrong to be holding this bottle as an allusion of having fun.❞    She did end up setting it down, before she looked up at him again. 

              ❝—Put that down before I physically remove you from my home.❞

  Another New Years’ blowout at the Salvatore boarding house, what could possibly go wrong? Save for the fact that Stefan was ready to rip through the entirety of the guest list.