#🦇 count v dracula⚡| the never ending tango between the storm of ice and the tempest of fire

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Dracula: I am not an easy individual to work alongside. I tend to monopolize and dominate all stratagem.

@phoenixduelist / @lightningdamned Countess Rozália Klára Véghváry who has fought in & survived a war in her early teens, became an Europe famous duelist, escaped from imprisonment, injured with little to no knowledge was already a terror on the seas after a year, built one of the best pirate ships with jaw dropping maneuvers, has been the Hungarian Devil for 9 years, returned to her country to assassinate the king, led an uprising followed by her return, successfully negotiated for the independent crown of Hungary and became queen at 36;

In the afterlife triple crossed Leviathan by having her family christened so they avoided Hell, escaped from imprisonment yet again and after her death she was canonized as Patron Saint of Hungarian Independence, screwed Heaven over after her death in Hell by making a secret pact with her sister General Rozália and massacred tons of angels during her final departure as the Apocalypse had started

And became the Fifth Horseman of the Apocalypse. :

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@count-v-dracula mixture of smol headcanons, plots ideas, random things; disorganized because I'm living in a constant panic attack. Anyway- did we just create an accidental enemies to lovers/friends to lovers arc? Feel free to reblog and/or add your own thoughts💖😄

⚔ I've darkened her character a little instead of 'just' night terrors: more PTSD, actual signs of semi serious split personality disorder, her remaining struggle against the Hellfire since she did not sign up for this shit

🔥 Rozy doing her own version of 'raging on the ceiling' at the mention of Van Helsing, because she considers herself the better Hunter, superior in combat and loathes how her achievements have been swept under the rug, how the crimes against her have been erased & him basically 'taking her place'-

⚔ I absolutely adore the idea that after more spending together Vlad can see the ghostly outlines of her harpoon horns, Rozy is the same with his hellbeast wings

🔥 Just them walking together, looking like they stepped out of a fashion magazine. Giving bisexuals heart attacks left and right XD

⚔ Rozy, disheveled and furious but not at him for once, breaking into his current place, declaring “Fight, fuck or dance?”

🔥 Vlad telling Rozy's origins, because she isn't aware the 70% of it, including that one of her ancestors became a queen AND he knew her throughout her life.

⚔ Queen Rozy, now Raia deciding to drop by. Because death definitely didn't grant her peace. Currently as Heaven's soldier. The change from the always straightforward, honest Countess-Captain-Queen to history's most dangerous double/triple crosser is indeed quite shocking. Not mentioning the uncanny amount of how much she took after Vlad's worst traits. Swords and fire start flying between the two distant sisters when Raia chuckles “Hell and Heaven are waging a little war yearly, and from now on I'm in charge of it. General Véghváry has a nice ring to it, don't you think?”

🔥 A little reminder that the Hungarian Viper will always be a part of her, despite now she walks her own path. Sometimes shielding the so called monsters from Hunters, sometimes killing the ones seeking revenge for their distant family members presumably killed by her, often toying with the Hunters sent after her. She will always be a master assassin & she is still capable of blessing weapons, although not that strong.

⚔ Hellfire acting out of control, her shadow, her mirror image doesn't lining up with her movements or looks & I'm curious about his reaction to her struggle to remain human instead of succumbing to her curse

🔥 That being said....them doing the horizontal tango while they are both transformed👀

⚔ Rozy once asking Vlad to call her Bellum. The first hint of what will she end up

🔥 A small moment of planning, she tried to protect, to balance humanity by jumping headfirst into every war since the 1848-49 one, but she sees all her efforts have been wasted. So she considers a full on cleanse fire; give me unhinged Rozy.

⚔ Follow up thought: someone, either an argument seriously gone out of hand with Vlad, or a horde of Hunters coming for both of them, or Raia fucking with them again but for the first time unleashing her full potential. Raising a hellfire infused army from scattered remains along with opening a vortex of a portal to Hell.

🔥 ...Comfort after it? Because that stunt would leave her drained and frail for weeks

⚔ Vlad trying to come up with a hair care routine for her after her endless complaining about how dry it is. And moments after his hard work is finished with actual results, something happens & her hair is ablaze, ruining everything :,). Rozy absolutely adoring his hair, it is so s o f t. Her fingers are almost always carefully woven into it when they are having a rare calm moment.

🔥 After the Apocalypse has ended, Raia became Queen of the new realm emerged after the brutal destruction, Rozy in charge of the defense and they still can't help their sly digs at each other. Enter Karma while Vlad is witnessing the current chaos from the sidelines and pat his shoulder in sympathy. “Yeah trust me I know. Rozy is my cousin.” The third Véghváry who also ended up as a Horseman of the Apocalypse (she is Death). This bloodline is fucking cursed.

⚔ The Queen's true personality revealed itself when she was fencing. Rozália's is when she's dancing. Dance with her. Either a wild tango full of passion, a showoff cha cha cha or mambo in the most flashy outfit possible for an actual dance competition, or a soft waltz under the stars.

🔥 Rozy and Vlad ending up owning a house together. Because either she seeks him out or he does and none of them are masters in the art of knocking. So this solution would make it easier. Yeah. Toootally that's why. It has two bedrooms in case of arguments so he doesn't sleep on the couch instead. A room full of light where Rozy can practice both dance and combat in peace. A large room for them to dance. She shouldn't be let near the kitchen. A basement for...secrets and victims. Neighbors frequently complaining about the noise they make because of the music, arguments or 🔞 matters- An old lady is convinced that the charming man is a large hellish bat when calling the police.

⚔ Just their usual banter💕😌 + opening up little by little 🥺?

🔥 Them trying to learn/adapt to modern technology. She is ridiculously terrible at it.

⚔ Just wait till I find an irl faceclaim for Rozy.

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Note:

this comes from @the-first-fire with a significant revamp to fit Rozy more

this also clarifies as her modern verse due to the very flexible timeline

@count-v-dracula ; this is mainly for you💖 + a tag redesign

The beginning

Hungarian Viper. Best of the Hunters ever existed, pushed by her need to make her father proud, to avoid the Vatican throwing her into a convent and driven by her own bloodlust and pride. Fast, fatal and lethal, without a single failed mission; she exited the church with full weaponry and came back with multiple severed heads hanging from her grip.

Doubt always surrounded her, it was a known secret that she wasn't there to serve God but to escape a life she deemed even worse. But she hadn't given them a proper, concrete reason and explanation to permanently get rid of her, until late 1847 came. The first time, she failed to kill the target, a snake demon; came back empty handed. And for the first time she resisted the punishment to the point of murdering the priest of that local church.

From Hunter, Rozália became the hunted, but that also meant she was free. She unleashed the fury which kept boiling since she was 18, killing any other Hunter sent after her without mercy. She slaughtered her way to the top, unseen, unheard until the lightning strike of a blade and in early 1848 succeeded in assassinating the Pope.

That chapter of her life written with blood never fully closed, but she was erased from Vatican's history.

The 1848 revolutionary war swept through the country like a wildfire, and after hearing the death of her father, she felt the incredible tug to save her country. With her father's death, the General title was given, although before formally accepting Rozália did everything in her power to earn it. Her talents shone brilliantly on the battlefields and despite being a woman, racing through even fire with her legion of hussars, the legendary Főnix Légió (Phoenix Legion). The name General Véghváry was soon associated with bravery, power and true Hungarian virtue. She often utilized the tactics of ancient battles like barrage of arrows when they were ‘fleeing’, used the environment to her advantage, quick, devastating strikes usually at the enemy flanks then disappearing into the thin air. She knew her army well, keeping many personal relations since most of the soldiers were almost still children. Strangely, no one ever questioned her command and the legion moved, fought as one.

The rebirth

The greatest heroes are designated to fall. Her mistake was that she believed fighting for their country, defending it from the Habsburg’s rule unified everyone and didn’t take betrayal into consideration. The legion was crossing the mountains of Vértes, advancing into uncertain territory when the ambush happened. Rozália knew they are all going to perish, they were in a valley, no space to utilize the hussar tactic, so she set Vihar free and issued one last command: die as heroes. So they fought like caged wild animals but the Habsburg army had the numerical superiority along with the element of surprise. Rozália watched her men, her friends slaughtered, executed the remaining survivors. Even at the door of death, bleeding from numerous wounds she stood defiant and unmoving, refusing to beg or kneel in front of the enemy general. Swords pierced her body, more than she can or want to remember, pinned standing like a grotesque sculpture of glory. Life left her body and sealed the deal. The ground cracked beneath her body, the flames of Hell itself soaring into the woman, resurrecting and possessing her at the same time.

Rozália was lost, confused; kneeling in the forest of lifeless corpses of her friends, of her family while she was alive...in a way. Unspeakable fury combined with bitter loss and anguish swirled inside the cursed woman. So she did what most lost children would do, immediately rushed to return to her mother’s house, only to find her dead with unmistakable evidence of her falling victim to a vampire. Unbeknownst to her, Liliána had written a diary she kept locked away, detailing why she accepted such offer, her sincere apologies and asking for forgiveness for bringing a cursed child to life.

The Hunter, the General did what she always excelled at: kill. After finishing off all the Habsburg officials (except for the general who was responsible for her death was nowhere to be found even though she tore through the whole country in her fury), she turned her special attention towards vampires in hope of finding her mom’s killer. These encounters often ended with death even though the said creature wasn’t the cause of her loss. The rampage made her realize whatever has possessed her was able to destroy both damned and holy, the fire of destruction now roared in her veins.

The curse of the Hellfire

Even though she had no idea what she had became, Rozália knew the Holy Order will hunt her now, but she no longer fit among humans and due to her Hunter past she wasn’t welcome among other creatures. She lost her identity, the war, her home and her beloved mother. She did what she could to survive. Learn what she is and trying to control it. She soon realized her human face is only a mask, when the pendant is separated from her, her appearance shifts: skin cracks until it looks like ash, her veins are glowing orange in contrast, clawed hands, feet, long sharp horns curling a foot upwards. Wide jaw filled with razor fangs, crimson eyes with slit pupils.

With the pendant on, the signs of what is she truly are subtle: Her teeth a little too sharp, dagger like stiletto nails as if she just had a manicure, her body heat feverish, candles leaning towards her or burning more eagerly in her presence. The most notable traits are her almost overwhelming, smoldering aura and behind her emerald eyes occasionally a glimpse of Hell itself flash, brief enough to make humans believe their mind is only playing tricks.

Rozália needs to consume souls to survive. If she refuses, can’t find someone unworthy of life, her ‘gift’ starts to turn against her. The pendant unable to keep up the false facade of a human, the insatiable demon clawing through the surface and ultimately, the Hellfire would consume her, resulting in a second death which would be hell of a record to beat but Rozy is not interested in that.

She has fire under her control, high temperature cause no harm; her cursed flames able to burn through everything and destroy anything in their path including supernatural creatures for who normal fire isn’t fatal. Being destruction itself makes her unable to bear children, not like she would’ve wanted in the first place.

If she has the mortal remains, she can raise that being back into life for a few hours as an infernal creature filled with Hellfire; if she knew she would resurrect her army in a heartbeat. At full power she can open a portal directly to Hell and reap all the souls nearby though she isn’t aware of this ability yet. And even if she were, both of these actions leave her drained for weeks, unable even to transform so she would only use these as last resort.

Szerte nézett, s nem lelé Honját a hazában

(Looking everywhere, she could not find Home in her homeland)

To keep the gates of pain closed, to stop the overwhelming grief tearing her heart out, the haunt of the nightmares about Hell and the creature residing within, Rozália haven't stopped moving since. Hunted by the Holy Order, by the monsters whom she once chased and now became one of them & no true safety among humans either. She took part in both World Wars, the Korean war, the Vietnam War, numerous crisises throughout Africa and Middle East; as a neutral party, an unknown wild force of nature shielding innocents and citizens of both sides.

When not occupied with bloodshed, she restlessly learned new styles of martial arts and dance styles, throughout the century she has lived many lives in many places: cage fighter, dancer, racer, pole dancer, acrobat, fitness model; anywhere she can get her rush of adrenaline and spotlight. Rozy can’t nor want to slow down, she blazes to the utmost, running from melancholy and loneliness.

To save herself from heartbreak, the must have 'why do you still look 27 even though we’ve been together for 10 years’ talk, and the danger of being hunted by everyone, Rozy doesn’t really date. If she feels a mutual spark between her and an another, she is totally down for a one night stand then disappear, leaving only the traces of overwhelming heat and pleasant memories behind.

At first and second glance, the young woman is lively, snappy, unapologetically bright and talented, easygoing and an adventure to be in her company. But don't get too deep, there's a reason why she is like a mesmerizing candle: watch, but never touch.