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🥀Meet Constantine Clodian

Constantine is the charismatic and cocky young vampire who thirsts for power and wishes to rule all of Sedra. He is the one who tricks the humans into banding together, knowing their greed for power as well. Of course, he’ll kill them afterwards.

He prides himself in his intelligence, and is always two steps ahead. Until he meets Adelola that is.

I hate and love him.

Age: 22

Height: 6’3

Hair: Pitch black

Eyes: red

🥀 Adelola One Shot

This is ENTIRELY on Adelola and Constantine’s relationship.

TW: the TENSION.

Tag list: @jezifster @onthetipofmyquill @written-in-gold

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Loud cheers and laughter filled the ballroom, guests danced around, moving to the music the orchestra played as they drank and partied. It was Adelola’s 20th birthday, her coming of age ceremony. And she was not in the mood to party.

The last past days were filled with council meetings, war plans, and the constant stress of planning a funeral. On top of all of this, her brother wasn’t around, healing in the royal infirmary and he may not be up to help finish the worked they’ve started.

Once again, it falls on her to save everyone.

Drums sounded and horn trumpets blared as the crowd sang their praises, congratulating her on another year of life and finally becoming a woman. Well, she guessed there was something good to come out of all of this. She hummed, lightly tapping the arm rest of the woven throne she sat one.

She can finally complete the last part of her plan. Now if she could only find where Necros was…

Another trumpet blared, making her wince. She should get out of here first, plus it wasn’t like she needed to be here right now. No, she wasn’t needed for what, a good half an hour? Adelola stood up, making her way out of the ballroom.

She sneaked through the hallways, making sure not to trip over her dress as she waved to the staff. Tired, she was so tired. She finally found an empty room and went inside, locking the door behind her. Now, she can finally rest-

“Princess?”

Adelola flinched, gasping lightly as she turned around. She allowed her vision to get used to the dark, slowly picking out the surroundings.

A bedroom?

“Lola, aren’t you supposed to be back at the party?”

Adelola turned to the source of the voice to see red eyes staring back at her. Ah, there he is. “Constantine. I wasn’t expecting you to be in here. Weren’t you supposed to be with the other guards?”

Constantine stayed silently for a while, trying to think up an excuse to say. “I was…resting.” He knew that was a lie, he was actually waiting for someone to help finish the rest of his plans. A way to bring in the war, and kill off the princess. Who was standing right in front of him with no guards whatsoever.

“You were resting?” Adelola cocked a hip out to the side, folding her arms as she smiled softly. He knew that she knew he was lying. “Well, Connie. If you don’t mind me resting with you. That would be wonderful.”

Constantine huffed out a laugh and turned around to go sit on one of the love seats but stopped, a flash of gold passing his vision. He turned around, only to see Adelola making her way over to the bed. The dim light of the moon illuminating her figure and her dress.

Oh mercy, the dress. The way it seemingly melted on her skin, as if it were a second of skin. Just waiting to be torn off. Did her body always look so tempting? Constantine shook his head, his jaw clenching. No, he can’t think of her like that. It was probably because he was tired, and it was her 20th birthday. Everyone’s probably seeing her as tempting right now.

But the more he studied her the more he couldn’t help himself. Did she get her hair straightened for the occasion? The way it fell down her shoulders like silky golden waves made him want to touch it. To run his hands through each strands. He clenched his hand and his eye twitches, no no no. Constantine is a patient honorable man, a gentleman.

He took deep breath to calm himself, to restrain himself from grabbing her. I’m gentleman, he told himself. I’m simply tired.

“Connie, you’re bleeding.”

He snapped out of his trance and looked down to see Adelola standing there cradling his balled up fist. The warm feeling of liquid made him look at his hand to see blood pooling out. “Oh.”

Adelola stared up at him with worry in her eyes and sighed, “come.” He went to protest, saying he was fine but was met with a glare. “Come.” She yanked him forward a bit and dragged him over to the bed. “Sit.”

Constantine did so silently, watching as she went around the bed to get what seemed to be a first aid kit. “I was examining the room” Adelola spoke up, fidgeting to get the kit open as she walked over to him, “Turns it was an old maid’s room.”

She knelt in front of him and placed the opened kit next to her. “Looks like they keep the kits inside the old rooms as well.” She hummed, gently taking his hand and opening it. Silence fell over the two as Adelola worked, carefully bandaging the wound.

Constantine continued to watch, watching the way she would fidget around. Red eyes seemed to glow dimly as they watch a figure made of gold work silently.

“Princess…”

“Hm?”

“Do I make you nervous?” Constantine asked, watching as Adelola placed the supplies back into the kit. The princess scoffed, locking up the kit and placing it underneath the bed. “Of course not Connie.” She busied herself with making sure she still looked presentable.

Constantine glanced away from her, eyes flickering over to the locked door before going back to her. He licked his lips and smiled softly, “Look at me, Lola. And tell me that.” But she never looked up, she fiddled with the tight fabric of her dress. “I don’t see why I should do that, it’s quite a ridiculous question as to why would ask me that-”

“Look at me.” Constantine said once more, lifting her head so she could look at him. “Do I make you nervous Lola.”

“No. But do I make you nervous Connie?” Adelola titled her head, widening her eyes to look a little more innocent. “Don’t think I didn’t notice the way you were watching me.” A small smirk formed, “How long have you been looking at me like that?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Oh yes you do,” Adelola chuckled, getting up from her knees and pushing his hand away from her face. She placed a leg between his legs and pushed him down. “How long, Mr. Constantine? Has been from last year’s ball?”

She smiled when Constantine tensed up, jaw clenching up once again. His eye twitched, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He growled lowly, averting his gaze to look anywhere but at her.

“You’re reaction says differently, Mr. Constantine.” Adelola lowered until their faces were mere inches apart. Constantine breath hitch, his throat drying up as he tried to find something. Anything to say. “I-”

“Your majesty? Are you in here”

Adelola sneered and looked over to the door. “Yes?” She called out, getting up off of him.

“You’re needed in 20 minutes, I suggest we go and get changed for the 3rd event.” The maid called out patiently, waiting for Adelola to come out.

The young princess brushed herself off, glancing over to Constantine and flashing a smile before making her way over to the door, leaving Constantine by himself.

Constantine stayed on the bed, a little dazed by what happened. But the only thing on his fuzzy mind was her.

Crap.

Ask away my roses 💕

“Tell Me About Your Favorite OC” Ask List

I see you all out there with your super cool OCs, chomping at the bit to tell the world about them. I want to know. Tell me all the things.

1. What’s your chosen OC’s favorite color? Least favorite?

2. What do they think is their best feature? This can be both physical or personality wise.

3. What is something they are really self-conscious about?

4. What is something that they’re secretly good at? Do they have a hidden talent, such as being a brilliant kazoo player or a master chess wizard?

5. What do they like to do in their free time? Do they have any hobbies? Do they even have free time?

6. What is something they are absolutely hopeless at doing? Why?

7. Who is your OC’s best friend? How did they meet?

8. Who is your OC’s greatest enemy/rival? Why? Is the feeling mutual?

9. Tell me your favorite moment with your OC. (Either that you wrote or drew.)

10. Where is your OC’s favorite place? Like if they were having a bad day, where would they run off too?

11. Tell me a random useless fact about your OC.

12. Does your OC have a love interest? How did they meet? What makes them work well together? If no, tell me about their “type” or why they prefer to be alone. (Being alone is valid!)

13. Is your OC left handed, right handed, or ambidextrous? Also, can they flip a pancake without dropping it?

14. Does your OC have any superstitions? Good luck rituals? Do they believe in and/or practice the arcane arts?

15. What star sign is your OC, and where do they fall on the Myer’s Briggs personality test?

16. How organized is your OC? Do they like to have a place for everything and everything in its place, or do they live inside a tornado of chaos and mayhem?

17. What is something annoying about your OC? Do they chew with their mouth open? Are they a know-it-all? Are they too oblivious for their own good?

18. How does your OC feel about education? How much education do they have? Are they studious or a slacker?

19. How extroverted is your OC? Is it easy for them to make friends? Do they open up and trust easily or are they a reinforced fortress of steel?

20. What makes your OC special? Why are they important or different ? What makes them a particularly wonderful and/or evil character?

21. What sets your OC off? What will make them go from a docile little lamb to a rampaging, fire-breathing dragon?

22. If your OC were a real person, would you be friends with them? Why or why not?

23. What is your OC’s dream? What will they do once they’ve achieved it? Are they done and they disappear into the sunset or will they find a new goal/dream?

24. What is your OC’s favorite food? Can they cook it? Where do they get their food? (And most importantly, do you feed your OCs enough? Don’t forget to throw them a meal once in a while.)

25. Describe your OC in one sentence.

🥀Love Quote #13

“Your love burns hotter than fire, it scorches my soul. It tortures me to the point where I can not live without you by my side, where I can not die without you near me.” ~ Anonymous to Anonymous

🥀 Love Quote #11

“If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought you were an angel sent by my father to love me, my dove. And even though you aren’t, you’ll still shine like the ones above in my eyes.” ~ Michaél to Samantha

Gunk, Horrid, and Garbage for the oc asks? Any oc you want, and thanks!

Hmmmmmmm alright! TW: mentions of abuse and child marriage.

Let’s see…

| For Garbage: I’ll use Alaia ( Usually with these questions I would use Mariya-). Some baggage this woman carries is having to deal with the consequences of her forced Childs marriage. Her two kids. Despite the fact that she loves them, every time she looks at them they only remind her of the abuse she went through. Abuse of all kinds before she ran away.

|For Gunk: Bernadette is somewhat evil in a sense. Known as Medusa, she is quite ruthless in the way she goes about killing, and tends to take pride in what she does. But farther in the book it is shown she is more of an anti hero than a villain. Others do see her as a villain though

|For Horrid: Bring up Cherry’s past. Bring up how much of a monster she was, how ruthless and merciless she was. How much of a killing machine she was. That would get her. Because she tries to forget but all she sees are reminders around her.

🥀Love Quote #3

“You are my sun. Your warmth is what I need most in my dreadful life, I’ve been yours since the market and I’ll be yours even when you kill me.” ~ Constantine to Adelola

🍈🍌? Happy STS!

Happy STS!

The oc that most like me is Romania Rose. She is quite literally the self insert of me into the universe. And sort of takes the place of me there. So whenever she interacts with other characters, it would kind of be like me interacting with them.

And the story I would love to be in would have to be Adelola! Despite the fact that there is a war, I would really like to simply enjoy life you know? And imagine being a staff member in the palace! Your life wouldn’t be boring at all with the Mengeshas!

IM BACK

36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice...what do you Know?

I know a lot. A lot of which that could probably put me on the FBI watchlist.