4bidden Social

{Type} Instagram post.
{Who} Public.
{When} Monday, mid-day, Week #17

It's funny, the way some of us think we're so invisible through history. I found this in the town library, during my recent visit back to Italy. This would have been around 1918, a year or so before I was turned. A handsome devil, if I do say so myself, even if I was underfed.

When: Week 15: Monday
What: Blog
Who: Clara and OPEN

Alright, folks. It's a new year, and I figure I should learn a new shift, or two. I'm open to suggestions! Thus far, I can shift into a grey wolf, a Havana Brown cat, an Egyptian Mau cat, a raven, a brown mouse, a sugar glider, and chocolate lab.

Type: Blog
When: Monday Afternoon


After a week of being on this little island, all of my things are finally unpacked and all of the furniture has arrived and been put in its place. Apparently the movers have their own special time and 48 hours became nearly four days.

The shop as well has been cleaned and is now open for business. I'm sure I'll see a good portion of the populace there at Leather and Lace at one point.


Vlad darling, you must come over and catch up on a day when you aren't busy. You can even bring your boy along. I'd love to meet him.

Week 14; Monday afternoon
Type: text

[Text to Vlad]

-I move to this tiny island and the first thing you do is go on vacation?
-you surely know how to make a woman feel unloved darling.

TYPE: Blog Entry
STATUS: Open
DATE: Monday, week 14, evening

I feel like I'm living in a boarding house, with all the slaves lounging around.

Is this it, Eric, or should I start setting up cots in the hallway?

[Week 14; Monday, night]

Sometimes you don't realize how much you missed a place until you've been gone and make your way back.

And I'm pretty sure the dogs are already attached to Vlad.

When Week 13: Monday
What Blog
Who Mac and OPEN

If anyone comes near me on Thursday and Friday with anything other than tequila and tamales, I'll rip your fucking throat out.

TYPE: Blog
WHO: Public
WHEN: Week 13; Monday afternoon

This time of year always feels so strange to me. Fae aren't usually big Christmas celebrators, but I've lived here for so long I'm used to it all now. I also feel like with a human in the house, maybe this year will be different. Who knows?

TYPE: Blog
WHO: Public
WHEN: Week 13; Monday, morning

The house smells of gingerbread and pine-needles and, it seems, that before she decided to take her leave my daughter decided to do a little last-minute decorating.

I'm not entirely sure how I feel about this much tinsel gathered together under a single roof.


[ Private to Sera ]

Zână mică, if business and that son of mine haven't got you too busy, I'd like a word sometime soon about a special order.

[text to Vlad]
[Monday evening]

Oy, Vlad, you still owe me eleven quid!

[text to Stefan Salvatore]
[week 12; Monday morning]

-I miss you already.
-where are you now?

[Blog entry; open
Week 12; Monday, evening]

I'm stuck with a terrifying Romanian princess.

Type: Blog
Who: Public
When: Week 10; Monday, afternoon.

Friends, please forgive this lateness. I have returned to our part of the world safely. I have been back for a bit, however I was rather distracted as you can imagine. Suddenly being without my gifts, I was not feeling well enough to comment on being returned. But now that I feel safe in my own skin once more, here I am.

How has everyone fared in that week of oddity?

{Type} Instagram
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week 10; Monday evening

( Chocolate candy kisses )

{Type} Blog Post
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Monday afternoon

All I want to do is sleep. Christmas is right around the corner and I need to start my shopping. I've been compiling a list of cookies and sweets to make. If you have any requests, let me know. For now, I think I might go nap again.

ALL I WANT TO DO IS SLEEP!!!

{Type} Damon's Instagram
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Monday Early Evening

( We got a tree today!! )