|An array of insanity (and other such nonsense)|
(definitely on a kinda-hiatus-of-sorts)
21 / she/her pronouns / pan
I am a young adult that enjoys coffee, long walks on the
I enjoy listening to people talk about themselves, I like hearing people's stories, and I like to flirt. I am also varying levels of hella queer. Respect is really important to me, and it never hurts to be polite! I have low-energy sometimes and might be a bit quiet, and I sometimes tend to get sad and listless when it's late at night, but I will be friendly, so don't be shyyy, say hi!
I really am inspired by seeing people with different art styles, and writing, and characters, and pretty much just anything? I have a special spot in my heart for kinda-guro things (not too much cause I'm a big baby), beautiful women (ie all women), monster characters that anguish over their own humanity, anthro-y-things-kinda-weep, magic, the undead. Dark things that are well developed?? Also, just, cute people and things? Variety is the spice of life.
Current active OCs are:
-Brunhilde / OtherWorlde
-Theon / OtherWorlde
-Razik / OtherWorlde
-Frankie for SAINTHOLLOW technically kinda anyways
-I have some other babies too if you're looking for other stuff but they're mostly on hiatus (until the end of time / I find a place to re-purpose them), and I am always down to make new OCs for one-on-ones.
Feel free to snoop around
my life is CHANGING A LOT and I am busy sometimes! B) So, sorry if I lag on any responses or comments, feel free to double-message me if you need me to get my butt in gear |
don't be shy, feel free to say hi, I don't bite!
If I watched you! Or fav'd your piece! It's probably because it's amazing. Thanks aren't necessary but if you want me to dote on you, then by all means, go ahead.
(or use it as an excuse to strike up conversation with me, you know you wanna)
thanks and please enjoy your stay
(y también sí puedo tratar de hablar español si te quieres)
"Heeeeey Zee, buddy, do you think you could help me out with an assignment?" The changeling had found his friend sitting outside again, and he all but pounced on the youkai eagerly. His friend had been rather popular lately... Or maybe Zee was just spending a lot of time hanging around Rose... And Theon wasn't jealous or anything! Nor was he feeling neglected! He was just a bit anxious sometimes when Zee wasn't around him, and what with them in different dorm buildings and classes, he had to make an effort to seek his friend out.
And they were pretty close, the two guys, despite how annoying Zee though Theon was. The youkai lifted a single eyelid to peer at Theon and smirk at him at the question, before waving his hand, seeming lazy and disinterested... But Theon knew better.
"Yeah, sure, I can help you out. But you know you owe me still from biting me?" Zee couldn't help but laugh when Theon bristled at that, and he continued, voice teasing, "Yeah, I'll get you back for that. But I don't mind you owing me more favors. What do you need me to do?"
"Uhhh, don't do anything, just don't freak out?" The changeling's face screwed up in concentration and the youkai repeated 'freak out' to himself in confusion, before Theon's magic took hold. First came the stinging scent of iron, and then Zee gasped in pain as his skin seemed to tear open and rip on his neck. The wound was nearly a mirror image of when Theon bit him, when the changeling was sick with the consumption, and Theon gagged and nearly vomited at the sight of it. Zee stumbled from where he was standing and fell onto his rear on the ground, spluttering in surprise. Tears sprung to Zee's eyes unwillingly and he held onto the gaping wound on his neck, shooting Theon a baffled and accusing glare as hot blood gushed past his hand and stained his coat.
"What the fuck, Theon?!" The wound was only there for an instant, and Theon flailed in panic as the magic lifted and it disappeared. All of the blood was gone, though the phantom pain still lingered as the changeling flung himself at his friend.
"Zee! Don't be mad! I needed to practice my shadow wounds and the teacher doesn't like me so I know I needed to do something good and I wanted to practice with you because I trust you and you're my best buddy! Don't cry! Don't be mad! I'm sorry, Zeeeee!" Theon seemed teary as well as he clung to his friend, and the youkai shoved at Theon feebly, but the changeling didn't budge. Theon was like a leech, and Zee grunted irritably, giving up and hugging his friend back.
"I wasn't crying," Zee protested, rubbing at his face with a hand as he growled lowly. "And of course I'm mad, Theon, that hurt!" But one look at Theon's big teary eyes and his anger faltered. 'Damnit,' he thought to himself. He had a hard time staying mad at Theon, and he couldn't handle it when his friend cried. "Shut up, ok? Don't be annoying. It's fine, but you owe me, you brat."
Relieved and still a bit shaken, Theon buried his face against Zee's neck and held him tightly. His illusion was a lot better than he thought, because the hot coppery smell of blood still lingered in his nose, and it made his head spin. "Zeeeeee, I'm sorry!" He was glad, though, that Zee wasn't too mad. And even more glad that he could have a bit of alone time with his friend, without stupid fancy vampires around. "I owe you, I definitely owe you, okay? I will repay you with kisses and hugs--"
Zee cut him off with a rough shove, and the youkai ruffled his hair in a mock-angry way. The changeling huffed loudly in protest, and the two of them got up to run around and bicker and play for a while, the pain of the illusion all but forgotten.
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