My aesthetic says Goth. But how I act is totally different. I look and sound intimidating as fuck but I'm not unless I need to be.
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I was told that I am intimidating until I open my mouth and talk.
I have finally found my kin and you'd never guess.
Apparently, when I asked a couple of my alters...they told me my facial expressions and how I look is a lot like Toothless. He's adorable but goddamn it, they're right.
I wouldn't be shocked if I looked like this when I'm angry.
@angstyanon0 Here you go!
You walk with a limp, excruciating pain radiating from your leg. Not enough to make you cry but just enough to make you grimace in pain every time you have to move it. Bela materialized from the flies. “Hey Y/N! How was wo- Holy- Alright, don’t say a word, stop moving your muscles. I’ll be back with mother.” Your eyes widen as you raise your hand to stop her but she’s already disappeared in the flies.
“Mother!” Echoes reverberate throughout the castle. “Bela, what happened?” You hear Daniela. “Y/N’s injured!” “Alert mother immediately!” Cassandra huffs, materialing in front of you.
"Afternoon, if you'll accompany me..." Cassandra begins to drag you along, but your shriek of pain causes her to come to a halt. “Right. Injured. Sit tight. Mother will be here any second.”
“Cassandra, I’m alright-” “Y/N?!”
Ah shit.
That voice was always familiar to you. It was always calm and controlled, but today was not one of those times. Alcina's tone was tense, even panicked. That frenzied energy lights her eyes when you meet them.
“What happened?” She cradles your face with her hand, when you hiss in pain she withdraws her hand to look at your cheek. “Burns.” When you try to get up, pain overtakes your body. When you collapse onto the couch, however, the agony is just as intense if not worse.
“Y/N!” “I’m fine! I’m fine!” “No, you are not ‘fine’.”
She takes you up in her arms as you try to get up again, preparing to show her how obviously not “fine” you are. "I'm not going to let you do that again." She returns her gaze to her girls, who are equally worried and anxious.
“Thank you, my lovely daughters.” They all nod before disappearing in a flurry of flies. You can hear a conversation between them start. As she held you in her arms, her rich fragrance enveloped you. She hasn't spoken anything since the two of you arrived, but her eyes are a raging torrent of emotion. She gently presses you into the bed, inflicting you less agony than you've previously endured.
“Alcina?”
Her eyes meet yours in the mirror.
“Yes, draga mea?” “What’s wrong?” “You’re hurt, and you’re acting as if it’s not important.” “Because it isn’t!” “No more words.”
You go silent, and she continues to look for something; you can feel the stress building in her shoulders as she searches.
“What are you looking for-” “Please, give me a moment.”
You go silent once more. She hums as she finds a small container. It’s burn cream. She walks toward you. “Remove your garments, I need to see everything; All of the burns, the marks, everything.” You nod, undressing as much as you can without hurting yourself more. When you begin to take off your pants, she stops you with a finger.
She applies the burn cream where needed and tended to your leg herself. She whispered a curse under her breath when she found out your leg was broken. She looked at you with the softest look before looking down at your leg again. Using only the softest fabric, she wrapped your leg and sat behind you.
She softly drew you to her and propped your leg up on one of her cushions. Her head rested on yours as she held you close. "Draga mea...I'm furious with you." As she kissed your forehead, her voice was sweet. "Do you realize how important you are to me? You mean everything to me, understand?"
When you look up at her, all you see is genuine emotion. She meant everything she said. She draws you in a little closer. You had frightened her; you had upset her. "I understand."
“Good. Now you should attempt to get some rest. I'll watch over you.”
Bela: Would you rather eat Tiger...
Noir: Never.
Bela: Or a matterbaby.
Noir: The...darlin'...What's a "matter baby"
Bela: Nothing kitten, what's wrong with you?
Noir: 😳
Out of pure boredom, I decided to show you all my RE8 OC!
He is a transman-thing be kind.
He also supposed to be...a...lot like me.
Name: Noir Addams
Birthday: February 26
Current Residence: The Addams Manor (Neighbour of House Dimitrescu)
Gender: Transgender Male (FtM)
Pronouns: He/They
Sexual Orientation: Queer
Nationality: British
Spoken Languages: English, Greek, French
Occupation: Poet
Rundown of Personality: A flirt. The Dictionary description of a DnD Bard.
Habits: Looks at nose a lot, shredding paper without thinking, biting lip, tugging at ear, fiddling with their rings and earrings.
Paired With: Bela Dimitrescu
That's what I got for now! Expect writing between Bela and Noir ^^ Or just random Bela content. Either one-
Me: I don't like blondes
Also Me:
Bela...my love.
Consider it written 👀
Should I write more RE8 Stuff?
I hope you liked the piece I made for you ^^ It was hella fun to write.
I did enjoy it!!!^^ it was awesome!!! I do have this idea of Alcina having a firefighter gem s/o that comes home one day with like a broken leg and a few burns on her and just Alcina switching to over protective & let me take care of you, soft Alcina.
Finally, I am starting commissions. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while but now since I’ve finally gotten the confidence I am going to finally start commissions.
Here is my Ko-Fi in case you do in fact want buy a commission from me or just want to help with my current goal. Now to the important stuff…the commissions.
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You are to send me a song and I make an OC out of it. I usually do not design the character’s looks but if that is requested of me, I will.
Example
$25
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This is where I make scripts! Whether it be a monologue for your theatre class or a dialogue between two or more characters. Even a script for your ASMR channel. This is what you’re looking for! Every script starts at one page. If you want more than a page it will go up by 10 dollars.
Example
Starts at $10
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Self-explanatory. Regular short stories are a little over 2000. Describe what you want and I will do my best to write with what you gave me.
Example
$10
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If you know, you know. If you are looking for a bit of spice for your reading enjoyment you want some smut. Now here’s the vibe. Minors, as in people under the age of 18 can not buy these. That means ID verification. You will send me a picture of you holding your ID with a piece of paper. The paper will have to say “A.I Commissions” with the current date when you message me. You can cover up your address, name, and other personal info. All I need to see is your DoB and Photo on your ID. If this doesn’t happen, I will forbid you from ever getting a commission again.
I will send the example personally
$30
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Couldn’t forget the poems! All I need for a poem is a prompt. If not a prompt, I’ll surprise you! If you want to convey a certain emotion then tell me what emotion you want to convey and I will portray it the best way I can.
Example
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All you need is the example
Example
$5
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Extra Notes: I can do fanfic type of things. The fandoms I can do…
MHA
Steven Universe
The Arcana
Lovestruck
Helluva Boss
Hazbin Hotel
Resident Evil: Village
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Didn't know this existed until I scrolled in my posts...I love it so much 😭
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Me: Being Trans FtM who hasn't transitioned yet.
Me: Doesn't have a binder
Me: *sees a post about cleaning a binder*
Me, in loud obnoxious Peridot voice:
BINDER SOUP! BINDER SOUP! BINDER SOUP!
I said some iconic shit while making pasta.
"I write tragedies."
"I write sins, not tragedies, pardon."
"Oh...tea's done!"
Soft Alcina fluff
Maybe trader comes home, had a bad day and just curls up in bed and cries and Alcina finds her and then comforts her?
Of course, dear! Let me get that for you! I'm working on a new writing style so I apologize if it's a little wonky.
The day began in the same way as any other day would. You’d trade with the rich, the poor, the working class, and so on. But, today was...different. The energy was off somehow. Maybe you picked it up from a stranger on one of your trades or maybe it was the energy of the village waring you thin.
You return to the place you call home, House Dimitrescu. You’ve only been there for a couple of months. Since the day Lady Dimitrescu courted you that one evening while you were having tea.
You silently walk in, the ill mood weighing on you.
“Afternoon Y/N! You’re in a bit early, hm?” Daniela says with a bright smile. When she sees your expression, her grin fades. “Oh...What happened?”
You turn to the youngest sister and shake your head, indicating that you are unable to speak. She gives a nod and then vanishes in a swarm of flies. After a leisurely tired walk, you arrive to the room you share with your beloved. You drop all of your things and collapse onto the enormous bed.
Tears well up in your eyes all of a sudden. At first, it was slow and silent. When your sobs start to follow, they fall harder.
You don’t know why you’re sobbing. The sheets were infused with your beloved's fading aroma.
“I barely heard you come in, draga mea.”
She emerges from the bathroom, a thin blood crimson cloth trailing behind her as she approaches your curled form. She cradles you in her arms, wiping away the tears that have begun to well up in your eyes.
“What is the matter, dragă?” She speaks softly as she kisses your forehead with the gentlest of kisses. You nuzzle closer to her soft skin as you shake your head. Alcina strokes your back softly, whispering the sweetest comfort to you.
“You can tell me when you’re ready, draga mea. Or you don’t have to tell me at all.” She breathes into your hair softly. You ultimately tell her everything when you're ready. You explain everything and she listens fully, granting you her full attention. She kisses your forehead gently before speaking once more.
“It’s okay, draga mea. Let's get you out of these garments, and I'll summon a maiden for you. Your favourite tea is F/T, yes?”
If you've never seen it, here you go, love.
Just the ending.
"Y'all seem to really like her."
Understatement of 2021
I found this and had to just give it a round of applause.
Did I miss something?!
Did I- DID I MISS SOMETHING?!
WAS THAT ON ACCIDENT?!
WAS THAT ON PURPOSE?!
THIS BRO. WHY CANT SHE PLAY ALCINA?!!
I'm sobbing!
Goddesses! Bela's reaction!
The ladies when you’re wearing a tight pair of pants and your ass be POPPIN’
Do with that what you will
Alcina:
Bela:
Cassandra:
Daniela:
Donna:
Sal:
Miranda:
🤣🤣🤣 .. Here you are, dear 🤣
I walk among the sands of a foreign desert unable to exchange words with my thoughts. I had been travelling with my two siblings but we got split when looking for water to bring into our bodies. My dark skin is dusted with pale sand as I continue to walk, I cannot see any vegetation in the distance beside the pale green cacti and the desert roses. I go well into the night hours searching for euphoria, somewhere where I can finally rest. This goes on for the next couple of days. I cannot stop, I must keep...
I awaken to the gentle sound of rushing water among rocks and the crackling of wood. The gentle buzz of fireflies and the occasional hoot of a distant owl. I slowly open my eyes to see stars among them are lush green trees that I can just barely see in the darkness of the night.
"Noir."
A single word makes me sit upright. My eyes bless me with the sight of my older brother, Ryan. His skin is clean, freshly dressed in linen. "VAMPY!" I hear another voice scream. Wood drops to the ground as I feel my younger brother wrap me in an embrace.
I got a bit bored I hope you don't mind me doing your prompt @newworldswritingclub
We are having a party at Alpha Beta Omega! Bring yourselves AND A CUP! BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE ANY!
Why are we having a party?
Friendship of course!
My dormmate is the best bitch in the world! I will throw down with and all of you if you disrespect her or shit talk her in front of me, that is my job! @EnvyMyFashion (Onyx Wren)
Anyways! Hit up Dorm 8 in Alpha Beta Omega! Posting pictures on my socials!
@보라색 고양이 (Andi Kim)
MacKenzie: Here at Alpha Beta Omega we encourage you to be open with who you are and what you believe in. Vivienne: What Mac TRYING to say was if you’re lesbian or can be turned, this is the place to be. MacKenzie: That was not what I was trying to say. Vivienne: Name one person here at Alpha who’s straight. Please. MacKenzie: … Vivienne: Exactly.
I'm going to cry
This is my daughter.
I claim her as my daughter.
I will fight you if you ever disrespect my daughter and her gender.
Now onto why I'm going to cry.
Season 5 Episode 5 of AHS.
Liz was talking about how she came to be. And it got to the part when her and Elizabeth were talking that is going to probably make me cry.
Okay so when Liz was in full femme. Dress, Furs, Heels, Elizabeth appeared like the vampire she is and said "I've been watching you." before saying some other things.
Then she said
"You look like a man, you walk like a man but you smell like a woman..."
AND KNOWING HOW ELIZABETH IS. I THINK SHE COULD TELL. It's like she could smell her soul. Like her aura. (I know she said blood)
*continues to watch the episode* *now is in tears*
EXCUSE ME WHILE I SOB IN MY FOLDED CLOTHES PILE
I always wanted this. I always wanted someone to say this to me. Never happened but I'm still waiting. My mother? My father maybe? Someone? Please goddesses bring me someone like this. I don't even need them to be a s/o they just need to be a friend.
I'm watching AHS for the Plot! The Plot:
I mean this in the most respectful way possible. Please bite me.
Hello lovelies. I spent a bit of time remaking my playlist for my ex lover. The songs are in a certain order for a reason.
We are on neutral terms! HOWEVER
They are an amazing liar. And I happen to know when they're fucking lying to me. So...these next few poems...Will be how I really feel and what I know.
Stay tuned
So...I may...or may not...be writing some hate poetry about...an ex lover.
So...prepare.
Hello my lovelies I have a movie for my sapphics to watch~
This is now my favourite movie! And I mean favourite.
This movie is called Bound! You want lesbian? We got lesbian! You want mafia? Sure we got it! Murder? Hell yeah! You want cishet white man probably mentally unstable who won’t stop getting on everyone’s nerves? Yep! We got that too!
I’ll give you a run down! Best way I can!
^ This is Corky Your fix-it dyke. Definitely a powertool lesbian. Sleeps around...Acts a LOT like Shane McCutcheon
^ This is Violet She’s lesbian. That’s all I can really say. She’s probably a Pisces 🤷
^ And this is them trapped in shibari together
Corky finds herself fucking Violet. Who ends up having a boyfriend, as a lesbian. (I believe Violet is lesbian. My gaydar was beeping very fuckin loud.) The boyfriend is the cishet no one likes. Boyfriend has ties with the mafia. Cishet boytoy gets 2 mil. The Lesbians™ make a plan to take that 2 mil and run off with it. It goes without a hitch! Unless...
Not a very well structured poem but I was really in the mindset to write a poem this morning. I found my “old” journal with a couple characters I made while making coffee.
Sleeping is almost non optional in the mornings Alarms fade into quiet storms Quieter than the thoughts and plans For the day ahead
Gentle hisses from a small dragon The start of a morning filled with change. The coffee begins to brew as I begin to dress.
Words being exchanged between two lovers Arrangements being made And some being cancelled. She too, begins to dress for the day ahead
A cup of coffee being shared between two A cup of wine to occupancy it. They flip through the pages of their past and reminisce on the future.
Alright writer brain! Let’s make up a story.
I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist. It’d bring me great joy.
From @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble List
“Let’s kiss and see where it takes us.”
"Pardon?"
A pair of ivory-coloured eyes flutter shut before opening once more.
"I'm positive you heard me."
"I infact did, but I'm not comprehending."
Her fingers find the collar of my shirt, pulling me down to her level only slightly. "Comprehend this."
Our lips make the most exquisite connection...Coming together in the most beautiful of ways. Breaths are exchanged between two lips. Minds unite to form one. This is what Sappho used to write about in her poems. When the two come into contact, fireworks erupt. For the first time, for the second and the third.
My Immortal Beloved.
Athena’s promise...I’m in tears from my results.
My gods...My mother already knows how am I going to tell my father?
i, a lesbian, took this uquiz about men and literally had to take a minute when i saw the result. like full on exhale sit-back hands-clasped-over-face a minute
take it and you might see why
From @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble List
“This didn’t work out as I had intended.” They hum as they examine the smeared wax seal. The stark white against the beige envelope. Noir removes the wax seal and flick it elsewhere not wanting to look back on it. When they return their gaze to the envelope, the remnants of the white wax are still visible. They groan as they remove the letter from the envelope and toss it to the side. "This...I will handle later." They look to the other side of the room. "Now to deal with you." Noir mutters, gazing upon the bloodied corpse of their husband.