emira celine norberg 𑣿

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 . . . vam•pire — a corpse that drains the blood of the living by biting their necks with long pointed canine teeth. 𝐈 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐈'𝐌 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 ! ↻ + ♡

// if there’s no interest in this oc, I might flip her.

- please understand that I do NOT write storylines in DMs. This is personal preference. I will forget about them. The only things I write in DMs is OOC and smut, when the time is right. - no instant connections. Things must be played out properly, unless otherwise discussed.

- if you wish to bring angst into a storyline that has not been discussed, please tell me first! I can be very sensitive and feel blindsided if I’m not pre-warned that angst is coming. - if you have any issues with me, don’t subtweet. let’s discuss it like adults.

𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑻 𝑹𝑼𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ~ ~ an informational thread.

// someone interact with my vampy babyyy

// going through my accounts and making changes to some. But this one doesn’t need anything. I’m so happy with this account 🖤

@AVikingVamp + she wanted. Even if it was just a throne. She wanted it, so she claimed it. “Although, I do so appreciate the compliment.” She stated, nodding her head just once in appreciation.

@AVikingVamp “You’re making an exception?” She asked, raising a brow whilst her playful smirk remained across her features. “Honey, I didn’t give you a choice. I liked it, so I’m claiming it.” Her tone turned sharp, but her smirk was still present. She wasn’t afraid to go after the things +

𝑪𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑹 ! 〚 a detailed storyline between emira & @AVikingVamp 〛

@AVikingVamp + her lips curve into a playful smile. “Mhm, I’d like that.” She said, moving around him and taking a seat on the throne he was once seated it. Cheeky move, but she had been eyeing it up since her arrival. She liked feeling important.

@AVikingVamp “Emira.” She states simply, extending her own hand to shake his for just a few moments. She didn’t offer a last name. She barely ever did. Her trust in others wasn’t that great, so until she knew if she could trust him, it was a first name basis only. Hearing his offer made +

@AVikingVamp + morals, of course. Someone who deserves every, single, painful second. “Maybe you could show me around then? I’m sure we can find someone who needs our… help.” She says, the edge of her voice tilting upwards playfully.

@AVikingVamp Her lips now curved into a mischievous smirk as he revealed how he tortures his pray. Emira was different. She only killed those who deserve to be killed. Never before had she tortured her pray, but perhaps, she could try it. Just once. As long as it still stuck to her +

@AVikingVamp + we’re dead, doesn’t mean our style has to be, too.” She concluded. Following his next question, she took a step closer to him. “And what if I am hunting a mortal? Would that… be an issue? Or would you help me pursue my hunt?” She asked, a brow raising back at him.

@AVikingVamp The way in which the male before her spoke captivated her. It held her attention, her gaze never moving from his as she watched him carefully. “Mhm, well, perhaps more people should dress up. It never hurts to show a little glam.” She said, with a slight shrug. “Just because +

// follow my witch oc pleaseeeee

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃 ! wi•t•ch — a person believed to possess malevolent supernatural powers and to practice magic or sorcery. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 !

@AVikingVamp + your eye?” She asked, raising a brow towards the male. He had been staring. She felt his gaze from across the room. Another reason why she thought to walk over to him.

@AVikingVamp + it may seem to mortals, vampires still liked company, too. Regardless of how much some say they don’t. Standing, she walked over, her matching heels clicking against the floorboards. She stopped just shy of him, leaning against a support beam in the bar. “Something caught +

To be feverishly hunted through dark woods; and viciously marked by hands and teeth.

Wanna sink my teeth into someone neck