#– introduction.

[arsprince]

prince stolas of the ars goetia, from helluva boss. based entirely on the pilot episode and original lore on the ars goetia, portrayed as the antagonist of the show. as prophesied by doll, she / her, eighteen plus.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. stolas ars goetia. 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒. prince stolas of the ars goetia, a great prince of hell. the thirty-sixth demon of the ars goetia (in the lesser key of solomon), commander of twenty-six legions. 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐒. the owl demon. the sage of shadows. the erudite. 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒. demon of the ars goetia dynasty. 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. identifies male, he/they. 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. bisexual, biromantic. 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. nobleman, aristocrat, astronomer, occultist, militant commander. 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. princess stella of the ars goetia, wife. crown princess octavia of the ars goetia, daughter & heir. king paimon of the ars goetia, father. various siblings, cousins, etc. the ars goetia dynasty.

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒. tall & elegant, yet imposing and haunting in his beauty. lean figure. owl-like features, including a beak, talons, and an owl's tail. two sets of red eyes. huge jaws. 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 10' f. 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄. stolas favours his regal attire, opting to wear some variation of a royal uniform for his public appearances. when sprawling about the estate, he might dress down to a vest, cravat, etc. or opt for loungewear, depending on the nature of any company present. 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌. tba. 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌/𝐒. tom hiddleston. (liveaction)

examining themes of . . . the oligarchy. decadence, hedonism, and moral decay. the conflict between duty and desire. beauty in the grotesque. gothicism. classism & the politics of hell. lovecraftian horrors, ancient evils. the conquest for power & the pursuit of knowledge.

character notes. verses. visuals.

[gieguee]

hello everyone, my name is giegue. you can also call me giygas if you'd like.

here i will be posting mother, earthbound, and especially mother cognitive dissonance content. i draw rarely, though i do enjoy doodling and drawing senseless things.

stick around a while if you like what you see here! everyone is welcome to follow.

i don't want to take up too much space here, but here's some more information about me down below.

my pronouns are he / it, i am twenty years old in human years ( nineteen bodily ) and i enjoy all sorts of content, although i am not very fond of proshipping. normal shipping is good and welcome.

we have a dissociative disorder, i am an alter in a system, we call it the star collective. this won't be mentioned often, but it's information for anyone who might be interested. we also have a niiue, so you might see him from time to time.

i am not smart. dont let the way i talk fool you. i can be quite idiotic sometimes, but i enjoy having fun.

here's a little tag guide:

• #our art. is simply for all of our art pieces.

• #gieeg talk. is just going to be a dump for our random posts / thoughts.

• -🚀 is going to be my tag. niiue's tag is going to be -🛸. we will occasionally use these if we feel we might need to differentiate.

• #ask. is for any asks you guys send.

more might be added in the future.

our main blog is @ganjubai, but we post more miscellaneous fandom stuff on there. feel free to give it a follow if you'd like!

that is all. thank you for reading.

[macabrecravings]

About Me~!! <3

TLDR: This blog contains NSFW & Dark/Horror Content. Interact with caution! Minors DNF/DNI.

Hello! I'm Haunting!! (formerly known as hauntingholloway) You may also call me Hallow/Haunty/whatever else you come up with!! :D My pronouns are he/they. Use them interchangeably or pick one & stick w/ it, I don’t care :)

This is a multi-fandom blog. I can’t be bothered to make side accounts for organization, that’s why I tag things the way I do ^_^

Things I like:

Degrees of Lewdity || Boyfriend to Death || The Price of Flesh || Baldur’s Gate 3 || MLP: FIM || KORN || NIN || Type O Negative || Bob's Burgers || + More...!?

I love to draw & write but I often struggle to think of ideas!!! :") Soooo.... I encourage y'all to send me drawing suggestions, drabble/headcanon requests, text prompts!! Or just chat to me in anon asks! ^w^

Art requests can be OC related, fanart, anything really ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ If I’m not feeling a certain request I’ll either leave it for later or delete it ^_^!!

My roleplay blogs:

@xxbl00ds0akeds3raxx || @divinetouchdown || @sewer-freak || @sydney-the-faithful

Account Warnings:

Because this is a horror blog, sensitive topics will be discussed, written & drawn. I often forget to tag for triggers but ask me to add content warnings/mature filters & I will be mindful of it :)

Films/games I recommend contain: cannibalism, murder, rape, sexual assault, self harm, suicide, verbal/physical harassment & assault, and a whole stretch of other disturbing things.

Find me elsewhere:

Pinterest || Spotify || AO3 || Discord (macabrecravings)

[Last Edited: September. 16, 2024.]

[acidangeis]

﹒⁀ ⸒ ACIDANGEIS ⠀⠀⠀ : is the unofficial hub for my writing projects! currently includes: burn the bridge ( the hunger games ), firearm ( formula one ), and icarian ( riordanverse ).

﹒⁀ ⸒ MASTERLIST ⠀⠀⠀ : to be announced.

you can also find me on @iucyisland, which is where all my interactions come from! kasey, twenty-two, eastern standard time. established nov. 27, 2023.

[sewer-freak]

[This is a roleplay blog for a DOL character created by @macabrecravings.]

General Degrees of Lewdity Warnings apply (Under 18 DNI, rape/noncon/dubcon) As well as heavy warnings for psuedo-incest fuckery (Morgan), bullying, medical malpractice, delusions/derealization, TBA… (Ask to tag more!!)

Reminder: Evangeline is intentionally transgressive & I do not hold the same values, views, or kinks that she does. ^_^

#oc: evangeline || pinterest board || spotify playlist

General Info:

• Unsocial Moth.

• Generally makes people uneasy. She’s visibly disturbed & clearly unstable which makes people uncomfortable.

• It doesn’t help that she’s an avid thief & people don’t like having their things stolen.

• Has poor hygiene due to her mental state, which is only made worse considering the places she hangs out (She… reeks. </3)

• Her teachers aren’t too fond of her. She’s not a delinquent by any means, but she spends more time daydreaming than anything.

• She also… stares. at them. Has a thing for older men / authority figures and it’s. obvious.

• Meek & submissive as fuck </3

• Works at the office building as a temp, but occasionally does housekeeping jobs around town

• Spends her free time in the forest, moor, smuggler’s cave, the sewers. When it comes to the orphanage, it’s all or nothing. She’s either locked herself in her room or avoids it like the plague.

• Has substance abuse issues. Cigarettes, alcohol, stimulants, aphrodisiacs…… <- Big fan. You can find her stealing stimulants & aphrodisiacs all over town, (even if the punishment she gets for doing so isn’t often worth the high).

• Very Much a Recluse. Doesn’t go out of her way to interact with people. Still, heres how she feels about certain NPCS:

• MORGAN — Met Morgan while artifact hunting for Winter, and it. fucked her up. She originally went along with him out of fear, but took to him quickly. He’s the father figure she’s never had. The only one who “understands her”.

Her name rhymes with Charlene, and she bares a resemblance to him (gingers. that’s it.), but it’s enough for her to delude herself into thinking that she hypothetically could be Charlene. (She’s not. & In a more lucid state she would accept that, but. Alas.)

• HARPER — Used to avoid their therapy appts at any cost. Morgan got in her head about him, so she was resilient & slow to warm up. But, deep into treatment at her first asylum visit, she became enthusiastic.

**Looked forward to bathing every day** (because it meant he would touch her and get her off). Liked the way his medicine made her feel, and loved his attention even more.

• KYLAR — A genuine friend. One of the only people she likes being around. Prefers when he’s silent and not overbearing. Keeps him at an arms distance because he’s a little… too into her.

He’s made it very clear that he wants to be more than friends/friends with benefits, but she ignores his feelings. She doesn’t want to date him. She doesn’t want him to “fix her” or “keep her safe”.

• WHITNEY — Evangeline is easy to throw around & take advantage of. She does what Whitney asks of her, little to no resistance.

Not close enough to him to drink at the pub with him & his buddies, but would if he allowed her to. Same with smoking with him. Hypothetically, they could get along. But they don’t.

• MICKEY — Fond of from a distance (They help cover up her tracks and are mysterious. It’s..: appealing :))

• ROBIN & SYDNEY — Not close. Doesn’t interact with them other than what’s necessary.

• WINTER — She helps out with the museum & also wants him carnally. Who cares if he’s a “fossil” or “as old as those antiques he collects”? Not her.

• SIRRIS — Another object of her lust. A seemingly perfect father to Sydney, not to mention hot. She’d do anything to be a demonstration on his home videos, if you catch my drift!

• LEIGHTON — To be determined

[aceofspadespop]

Finally decided to make an introduction post

Name:Artemis

Sexuality:Aroace sapphic

Gender:Gender fluid

Black British born in London

Fandoms I’m in:

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Legend of Korra

Sky: children of light

Dislyte

Welcome Home

AFK arena

Avatar the last air bender

Mandela Catalogue

Walten files

ATSV

Artists that I like:

Lemon demon

Will wood

Ghost and pals

Gorillaz

Tyler the creator

Grimes

Soddiken

Tally Hall

Miracle musical

Jack Stuaber

MARINA

MF Doom

Nova Twins

Crass

Penelope Scott

Pinkshift

Girls at our best!

Big joanie

Bikini kill

X-ray spex

The cure

TV girl

Mindless Self Indulgence

Crystal Castles

Strawberry switchblade

Siouxsie and the banshees

Hozier

Melanie Martinez

I’m an insomniac and music and tumblr are my melatonin. Big nerd of astronomy and Greek mythology

[cashhenley]

❝ these things eat at your bones ❞

Age: 34

Gender identification: Cis man, he/him

Residential area: a ranch on the outskirts

Occupation: singer / songwriter

Two positive traits: Gritty & resilient

Two negative traits: Stubborn & hedonistic

Length of time in Briar Ridge: just arrived

Faceclaim: Brandon Sklenar

Voice/music claim: Sam Hunt

a worn stetson hanging from the back of a chair, soulful blue eyes, a notebook full of regrets, worn wranglers and dusty boots, a smile that would make you think twice about being mad, longing for redemption, a quiet weariness, wasted talent and promise, a heart of steel turning to rust

abuse mention tw, suicide mention tw, drug and alcohol abuse tw

Life began on some 500 acres in grassland hills of Northern California for Cash Henley, starting out as a younger brother and eventually became the middle child of a ranching family.

From his early days he knew the meaning and way of hard work. If he could walk he knew his way around horses and cattle and chores around the ranch weren't far behind then.

They would go to fairs and rodeos often. His older brother fell in love with music first and learned the guitar but it was Cash that had the talent for writing. Melodies had a way of forming in his head that left little doubt for what was ahead of him in life.

Of course, in the beginning, that wasn't his dream. His brother wanted to be on the stage and performing to that cowboy crowd. All Cash wanted was to ride bulls and brocs. To become a hero amongst all the men he looked up to.

While he could ride Cash wasn't allowed to enter into any rodeo events until he was an adult. It wasn't for any reason other than his family didn't want him potentially getting hurt when he was needed to help take care of the ranch.

So during that time his older brother taught him to play guitar and they would write songs together. When it would come to arranging the music and the lyrics, getting the melody down, that was when it was discovered that Cash could sing. And sing well.

Tragedy hit when everyone had been least expecting it. His younger sister had taken her own life and he'd been the one to find her. The note she'd left behind had named an abuser and for what he'd done to the man that had hurt her, well, Cash was given two options— prison or the military.

He chose the military and was thrown into the marine corps right after high school. It was fine, really, Cash had always wanted to do the same as his father and grandfather did before him and that was to do his service in the military.

Bootcamp had actually been fairly simple for a young man raised the way he had been. Cash was big and strong, was excellent with handling a gun and shooting, could carry and haul weight around, and wasn't fragile by any means.

Still, when those 4 years were up, he didn't stay on with the marines. Cash went home and picked up the guitar as a way to get everything he'd experienced out of his head. And when he was performing with his brother Cash ended up getting scouted and ended up with a record deal months later.

Off to Nashville he went where he wrote and recorded and put together an album. He performed many small gigs around and went on tours with bigger artists to get his name and music out there and heard. But the music scene was different than anything Cash had experienced before.

There was so much easy access to alcohol and drugs. Everything seemed like a party all the time. For a man that was wounded and nursing some traumas from his past and the military Cash didn't handle it well.

The release was too good and the addiction began.

When Cash was playing gig at a bar in New York, mostly for fun, he spotted the most beautiful girl in the crowd and it was like love at first sight for him. Cash sang a song for her and did everything he could to get her name that night.

Somehow he won Leyla over and she gave him the time of day. Their romance was intense for him, he'd fallen hard and fast, but Cash was also building his career and had trouble staying away from the party scene.

That moment Leyla had told him that she was pregnant— Cash will never not regret his reaction. The only excuse was that he wasn't well. He told her he wasn't ready to be a father and couldn't be apart of it, that was something he'd envisioned for them down the line. Even in the midst of everything Cash knew he wasn't fit.

The second biggest regret? When Leyla had left and gone back to her hometown he hadn't chased her.

Then he missed the birth of his child and the early years of raising her while he spent his time touring, drinking, putting bad substances in his body, and spent years burning himself hollow.

It was his brother that had come to his rescue and picked him up off the floor and threw Cash into rehab. He'd been destroying his life and what had finally gotten through to Cash was his brother telling him he couldn't lose another sibling.

Now clean and sober for a year, it's time for him to do the right thing. Not only does he want to meet his daughter, Cash wants to make amends for all the damage and ruin he has caused.

potential connections:

cali people — if your character had been in california at any point!

cowboy up — all cowboy/rodeo fans come on down!

fans/supporters — of course anyone that knows and enjoys his music, maybe has followed his career a bit.

manager/agent — self explanatory BUT i imagine they wouldn't be happy with cash slowing down with music and essentially not working.

fellow parents — he's going to be getting to know his daughter and taking care of her so fellow parents that don't hate him?? even if you do hate him lets still work something out.

music industry peeps — anyone involved in the music industry!

hook ups/one night stands — girls he'd met on the road while traveling.

i'll add more as they come to me. i'm tired.

[baileybaez]

❝ people will try to obliterate you ❞

Age: 35

Gender identification: Cis woman, she/her

Residential area: Beach Front

Occupation: former model, current influencer & yoga instructor

Two positive traits: Resilient & engaging

Two negative traits: Impulsive & stubborn

Length of time in Briar Ridge: 3 years-ish

Faceclaim: Nathalie Emmanuel

80’s and 90’s music playing in the background, fashion magazines scattered about, a jaw sculpted by the gods, countertops covered in fruits and vegetables, a hair tie around a delicate wrist, a history of survival shining from dark eyes, and a shoe collection that could rival a warehouse

abuse tw, stalking tw, drug and alcohol abuse tw

The path to Briar Ridge was a bumpy road and one made mostly by choice.

Born into a conservative and traditional yet very loving family, Bailey was raised in New York City. The Upper East Side of Manhattan to be more specific. They owned the building.

Her parents were strict and informed her and her siblings early on that they would have to forge their own path in life. Things weren’t just going to be handed to them. Of course, there was a promised inheritance but it would only come when deserved. As Bailey and her siblings got older it was realized through obtaining a university degree or displaying discipline and sound decisions toward building a steady life. 

Around age 13 Bailey showed the first signs of veering from parental expectations through truancy. Rather than dutifully go to her classes or stay within the walls of her private education she would explore a vast city. Usually that meant she was at the shops given that at the time her obsession was fashion and her aspirations were to be a model.

At age 14 she got her first tattoo and made her mother cry. That was the day her parents realized Bailey would be a lost cause. Bailey had never really been one to conform and generally always marched to the beat of her own drum. Those were traits her parents equally admired and feared in their young daughter. Thankfully, Bailey had the ability to make something of those attributes and landed a few modeling gigs after being scouted by an agent while trying on heels in Bloomingdale’s.

Despite not being old enough to legally drive Bailey found herself desirable to an all consuming industry.

All the wrong influences surrounded her. Managers and agents who were supposed to be looking out for the teenager's best interests, at least that’s what they had promised the Baez family, they only enabled and essentially became ‘yes men’. Not necessarily to be detrimental to Bailey growing into a stable adult life but because of the inability to turn away all the good fortune and opportunities that came their way.

Bailey was a star on the rise. With a killer jaw line and an uninhibited personality she was loved by photographers and designers alike. From ages as young as 14 and 15 she was seen in the glossy pages of Vogue, Vanity Fair, and Harper’s Bazaar apart of fashion campaigns for top brands and designers.

What that instant success and thrust into the machine of the fashion industry meant was the accessibility to things a child should never be exposed to. Not only by the time Bailey was a legal adult had she been scarred by the treatments of immoral types she also had tried a variety of drugs and drink. When she was hot and in-demand Bailey's handlers did whatever it took to keep her going.

Eventually she burnt out and her body crashed from the non-stop lifestyle she’d been leading for half a decade. At 25, she may have made her own wealth but it had come with exhaustion and some dependency on substances of the most unhealthy kind.

She’d been around the world and had some incredible experiences but what Bailey had missed out on was being a kid, a teenager like her friends in a city like New York.

There were some realizations and epiphanies that came from a hospital bed with her family at her side and agent pushed to a corner when she was being treated for exhaustion. In no way could she continue to live like this.

Life wasn’t meant to be one non-stop party. No person was meant to work without break for years. So, it wasn’t until she was an adult that Bailey listened to her parents and let them be the guidance she needed. She went into therapy and began a spiritual journey that awakened her to a much healthier lifestyle.

Activities like yoga and pilates along with vitamins and clean eating became the way of life instead of things that were never meant to be put into her body.

By the age of 30 Bailey had all but given up on her lustrous career in modeling and fashion and became a practitioner of mind, body, and soul. Instead of being another student in another class she’d become an instructor and trainer in the art of meditation, yoga and pilates.

Unfortunately the noise of New York City was still all too loud and temptations were difficult to turn away when she had a weakness to her and they were so easily offered up to her. Despite the challenge that wasn’t what moved Bailey to a small town in the south, somewhere near the beautiful beaches of the southern east coast— it was obsession.

A photographer that had been abusive toward her in her youth and yet someone she’d been forced to work with countless times claimed to love Bailey like no one else ever had or ever could. The former model had become a target of harassment and threats which escalated into dealing with a full-on stalker that the police couldn’t do too much to protect her against.

Given the way she’d turned her life around and had eventually become someone her parents could be proud of Bailey had received her inheritance, and that coupled with the money she’d made in the modeling industry she knew she'd be able to buy a studio in Briar Ridge, South Carolina and put the mess behind her.

potential connections:

yoga clients — she's working on or hoping to open up her own studio in briar ridge. valentina flores is just kind of getting in the way of that.

new yorkers — anyone that lived there for a time or visited a lot there's potential for them to have met, hung out, become friends, whatever works!

world travelers — she'd been all over thanks to her former modeling career.

neighbors — anyone in beach front holla!

fwb/hookups/dating — casual stuff. good/bad dates. some fun little flings. she'd be non-committal thanks to her stalker trauma.

i'll come up with more, these are just some starting points!

[henrioakley]

❝ i guess that's just the way them wild horses run ❞

Age: 35

Gender identification: Cis woman, she/her

Residential area: Downtown

Occupation: pharmacist, part-time roper & barrel racer

Two positive traits: Passionate & adventurous

Two negative traits: Headstrong & hot-tempered

Length of time in Briar Ridge: 35 years

Faceclaim: Kylie Bunbury

haunted eyes and vacant stares, mismatched furniture, leaving texts on read and not answering the phone, well worn jeans and boots, a fridge full of beer, shiny buckles displayed on a disorganized mantle, burning off secrets in hot baths, a longing to be anywhere but here, disassociation with the family name

parental neglect tw, drug dealing tw

Born and raised in Briar Ridge she turned out to be everything her mother didn't want her to be. Half the time she would criticize Henri for being more like a boy rather than the daughter she'd always hoped for.

The house she grew up in Briar Ridge Hills had always been too big and empty for her tastes. Too well put together and always kept immaculately clean. Nothing felt real in her childhood home. Like it was an image rather than a life.

With her mother a politician Henri always had to be on her best behavior because whatever she did reflected on her mother. For the most part as a child she abided by that. It wasn't until she hit her teens and when her father skipped out on the family that Henri rebelled.

She'd always been jealous of her school friends and neighborhood friends who got to play and have fun while she had either piano lessons or dance class. She also had extra school work because her mother wanted her to take on more because she was meant for some big ivy league.

What she wanted the most was a horse and to work at a stable so that she could learn her way about what Henri was obsessed with.

She'd been drawn to horses and the rodeo since she was a small child. One of her childhood friends had invited her to come along to a rodeo event and from then on she'd been hooked.

There were hardly any women in any of the events and that had only motivated her more. She was tough, strong, and incredibly athletic with all her training so she knew she could do it.

When she was sixteen her mother went off to the state capital and left local politics behind. For some reason her mother thought it was fine to leave her own child behind. An aunt moved in but what little control Henri's mother had on her soon evaporated.

Not only did she get herself in with some of the cowboy crews, they also taught her to ride and the ways around the lifestyle.

Henri began traveling with them and helping out. Even before she was fully good enough to give competing a go she tried anyway, thinking it was the best and quickest way to learn.

Turned out to be the hardest and most brutal but she wouldn't have changed it for anything.

When her mother found out what Henri was doing the threats came that she would cut her off if she didn't straighten out and the fear of being further abandoned hanging over her head sent Henri to university where over time she worked to become a pharmacist.

Aside from her uni work, pharmacy tech job, Henri continued to rodeo whenever she could. There was something wild in her heart that couldn't be contained.

Once Henri finally became a pharmacist after extensive schooling she found herself a lucrative side business of selling medication on the side. It's all going into a savings to eventually buy herself a ranch and support her real passion in life.

potential connections:

childhood friends — anyone within age range that she could've grown up with. either they got along or didn't but would love to have some historic connections!

side hustle customers — anyone that would buy prescription meds off of her. she doesn't judge and can keep a secret if they can.

uni buddies — easy one here! people she met through the local uni.

rodeo family — whether they're apart of the scene as a fan and supporter or a competitor as well gimmie all of this!

neighbors — unfortunately until she can buy her dream property for her ranch she's suck in a townhouse downtown.

fwb/flings/hookups — a casual thing here as she has no real interest in a serious relationship. it's pretty much stuck in her head that all relationships/connections are fleeting and that everyone will eventually leave at some point.

don't come near me at all — the person she's in love with but she's kind of an asshole to them to keep them at a distance. last thing she wants is to become vulnerable and get herself disappointed and hurt. something to be plotted out!

more to come! this is just a jump off point!

[luteknight]

THE WINGED TERROR. THE HOLY CRUSADER. ADAM'S CERBERUS . . . independent portrayal of lute from h.azbin h.otel, tweaked to my own preferences and exploring tidbits of original heaven lore. sideblog to voxistem. as deified by doll, she / her, 18+

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. lute. 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒. the high lieutenant of heaven's exorcist legions. 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐒. valkyrie. adam's dog / adam's knight. the holy crusader. the winged terror. etc etc. and whatever dumb nicknames adam tacks on her. she loves them. 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒. angel of the lord, exorcist division. 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. angels are celestial beings. she chooses to present feminine. 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. bisexual, biromantic. fem preference. 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. militant officer, a soldier for the kingdom of heaven.

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒. pale, with defined musculature. white hair, previously long / now kept much shorter. a pair of white & black wings, reminiscent of a falcon / built for strength & soaring flight. golden eyes. black halo, like metal. ( in fallen verse: the valkyrie inspiration shifts to harpy. protruding horns like those of her helmet, only now they're real. claws. sharper teeth. ) 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 5'5 f. 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄. she tends to wear her militant garb even in downtime, though she might wear her training attire for simplicity's sake. her flaming angelic sword is always on her person, concealed within its sheath / in her downtime, it is disguised as a pendant she wears. 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌. tba. 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌/𝐒. emma frost (comic), dove cameron (live).

an exploration in . . . holy crusades. duty above all. every angel is terrifying. the monstrous feminine. finding religion in man. losing your faith. valkyries & sisterhood. the figures of joan of arc, antigone. i'm not a violent dog / i don't know why i bite.

visual reference sheet. character notes. all tba.

[andyromero]

( adria arjona, cis woman, she/her ) ANDREA ROMERO : THIRTY8 year old resident that's been around the SEA CLIFF MARINA for TWO MONTHS. when the infected swarmed the streets the first night, ANDY really proved how PERSUASIVE + RESILIENT they were. however, many would argue that they can also be quite HOT-HEADED + IMPULSIVE. five years has passed since their old life ended and the new one began, developing skills that have helped them become a RAIDER within their group. it makes sense to see them thriving at the job because of their RESOURCEFULNESS and WILLINGNESS TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO SURVIVE.

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

NAME: andrea calliope romero.

NICKNAME(S): andy, the feisty one.

BIRTHPLACE: dallas, texas.

LOCATION BEFORE: dallas, texas.

OCCUPATION BEFORE: diner employee. nursing student.

AGE & BIRTHDAY: thirty8. march 21.

ZODIAC: aries.

GENDER IDENTITY: cis woman.

ROMANTIC / SEXUAL ORIENTATION: biromantic, bisexual.

CURRENT LOCATION: sea cliff marina.

TIME AT CURRENT LOCATION: two months.

CURRENT JOB: raider (in training).

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐒.

FATHER: javier romero.

MOTHER: julietta romero née flores.

BROTHER(S): mateo (44), javier (42)

SISTER: jimena (40)

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.

HEIGHT: five feet, seven inches.

EYE COLOR: brown.

HAIR COLOR: dark brown.

TATTOOS: TBD.

SCARS: TBD.

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘.

POSITIVE TRAITS: intuitive, knowledgeable, resilient, resourceful.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: guarded, impulsive, sarcastic.

MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic neutral.

LIKES: oversized shirts, classic rock, learning.

DISLIKES: being told what to do, being doubted, small spaces.

𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐒.

andy was born and raised in dallas, texas. her mother was a night nurse and her father was a maintenance man. she was the youngest of the family, having been born after two brothers (mateo and javier) and a sister (jimena). being the fourth child meant that andy never really had anything of her own.

her home life wasn't terrible, but it wasn't great either. her parents worked a lot to ensure their children were cared for, but it meant losing out on quality time. until she turned thirteen and the entire dynamic shifted. her oldest brother, mateo, got into some trouble that required their parents help. it was only the first incident, but every single time, they bailed him out, regardless of the toll it took on the rest of the family.

right before she turned eighteen, she moved out. she bounced from couch to couch for awhile, thankful that she had friends who understood her situation. she wanted something for herself, even if it meant clawing her way through life to get it. she took a bunch of odd jobs until she saved up enough money to get a place of her own.

at the age of twenty-three, she tried college for the first time. unfortunately, there wasn't much she could do between her busy work schedule and lack of funds. with one semester under her belt and a student loan bill that would take her a year's worth of work to pay off, she made the difficult decision to call it quits.

a couple of more years passed by and her desire to do something more with her life never ceased. at the age of twenty-six, she met a man who initially made her feel like she could do anything. he was a couple of years older, had his own place and a good job, and he made so many promises to her that it was impossible not to fall into him.

for the first time in her life, andy felt seen. of course, like every other good thing that had ever come her way, it didn't last. not even in a year into their relationship and the man was already breaking his promises. every broken promise came with an excuse, so she let it slide. by thirty, she'd reverted back into feeling like nothing more than a shadow.

instead of leaving, she stayed and went through the motions of life. she had a roof over her head, a nice one at that. not even a week after her thirtieth birthday, the healthcare firm she'd been a CNA at let her go. their reasoning had been something along the lines of budget cuts on staffing and in the end, it didn't matter.

the job search was unsuccessful, but fearful of not having her own income, she went for a job that was outside of what she wanted. it was a small diner right off the highway and while the pay wasn't all that great, the tips made up for it.

she'd only been at the diner for a couple of weeks when a handsome man walked in a couple of hours before the end of her shift. while taking his order, conversation soared and the rest was history. nothing physical ever happened between them for a number of reasons, but she grew to care for him deeply.

said man encouraged her to chase what she considered a pipe dream. he even went as far as covering for a couple of the semesters where she couldn't afford it and had considered dropping out. for three years, they stayed in contact with the occasional meet ups.

right after passing her clinical exam, andy reached out to share the news with him. rumors had circulated that something had happened, but the reality of the situation only sank in after the phone call was cut short and all lines went dead.

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐒.

when the phones went down, the initial panic began to settle into her bones. she'd been mid-call when the line when dead, leaving her to wonder what the hell she was going to do. she was pacing outside of the diner when it all fell apart, hoping that a certain truck driver would come kicking up dust like he had so many times before.

instead, it was her boyfriend who came to her rescue, panicked, but confident that he knew what to do. his suggestion? getting the hell out of dodge. so, selfishly, she took the risk and made her own suggestion. head towards the coast, head towards him. him being the man she'd been emotionally entangled with for years.

along the way, everything that could happen, did happen. first it was their car running out of fuel, then after a couple of tight spots for fuel, it was a flat tire that couldn't be replaced because her boyfriend had used the spare months prior and hadn't thought to replace it. typical for a man who never thought much of anything.

for three years, they bounced from group to group. some were kind and welcoming and others were cold and cruel. during one of the last groups they ventured into together, things went south. where her boyfriend ended up, she has no idea, but andy didn't stick around to find out. she ran until her lungs dared to cave in, only looking back when she could no longer hear gunfire.

it was at this point that everything changed. once more, she was alone. then again, hadn't she been alone for most of her life? she took what skills she'd learned over the years, on top of her own medical training, and pushed onwards. again, she was met with awful people along the way, but by some luck, she always managed to find her way out again.

until one interaction left her with rope tied around her wrists, a blindfold, and a gag to ensure she'd bite her spiteful tongue. what awaited her on the other end of the walk she assumed was to her death was far more surprising.

𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀.

it's been two months and she's still finding her footing. having rikter (she knows him by his legal name) around has made the transition a little easier. she has a lot of questions, a lot of concerns, a lot thoughts, but she's kept them all to herself.

she's trained as a nurse, so she offers first-aide assistance when needed as a means of pulling her own weight. she's ready to start training as a raider, though she still has her reservations.

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

FRIENDLY SUPPORT. sea cliff marina specific. this is someone who has been with the group longer than she has. they might notice that she's still finding her footing and offer a helping hand. it doesn't have to be straight up friendship at first, but little offerings here and there to help her adjust?

SOMEONE SHE'S HELPED. andy had just passed her clinical exam right before the wildfire virus struck. she has general medical knowledge and can help patch up small things.

A FAMILIAR FACE. someone that she could have ran into during her travels. she came all the way from texas, so the possibilities are endless! it can be a positive or a negative connection. maybe they helped one another, or maybe they have beef. totally up for anything!!

FAMILIAL. currently, there is no official plan for what happened to her family members. this can be plotted further is someone is interested in a sibling connection, or even a parental connection.

THE EX-BOYFRIEND. this will require lots of plotting and it isn't a current romantic connection. these two have a drawn out past and got separated about two years ago.

[oscuvridad]

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 ... manuel 'manu' echeverría !

is that enzo vogrincic? oh, no, that’s manuel echeverría, a twenty-seven year old fisherman who uses he/him pronouns. they currently live in valparaíso, and the character they identify with most is ruby rossi from coda. hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas! 

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

full name: manuel carlos echeverría díaz. nickname(s): manu. age: twenty-seven. gender: cis male. date of birth: september 17th. zodiac sign: virgo. place of birth: valparaíso, chile. occupation: fisherman. orientation: bisexual. language(s) spoken: (chilean) spanish, a little bit of english.

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.

positive traits. responsible, hard-working, perceptive. negative traits. withdrawn, distrustful, extremely shy. neutral traits. family-oriented, workaholic, analytical.

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

manuel is the first and only son of a seamstress and a fisherman. as a child, he had trouble making friends because of his withdrawn nature, and would often prefer his own company rather than someone else's. his father, being a self-employed fisherman, expected him to continue down his line of work. manuel was supposed to inherit his father's fishing equipment once he became of age, and help his family monetarily. he spent most of his teenage years waking up early in the morning and learning how to fish, and then would accompany his father while he tried to sell each catch. while it always seemed like more of a responsibility rather than a choice, he quickly became enamoured with the craft. it never seemed to matter if he made it to class completely exhausted after spending an entire morning out in the sea, it was always worth it. despite everyone's expectations, manuel decided he wanted to attend university before taking over his father's business. he convinced his parents by arguing that having a degree might be useful for him someday, if—god forbid—fishing wasn't an option in the future. he studied business management, secretly hoping that his knowledge might allow him to expand his father's business someday, to go from a self-employed fisherman to the owner of a fishing company. while his parents tell him he's completely delusional, manuel still believes if he works hard enough, it can become a reality someday. manuel has recently moved into his own apartment after saving enough money from his fisherman job, alongside some other side gigs. he still meets his father each morning to go fishing, and usually eats lunch with his mother every week. knowing that he's an only child has put some pressure on him to try and spend as much time with them as possible, which isn't a problem because of how much he loves them and how close they are. he's managed to break out of his shell, although it is still difficult for him to trust people enough to become friends. once he does, though, he's the most loyal friend that could ever exist.

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬.

very big fan of chilean rock music. some of his favorite bands are: los bunkers, los prisioneros and los tres.

adopted a kitten after a few weeks of living on his own, having found it after coming home from work. he usually jokes the kitten, named tesoro, was a gift from the universe.

doesn't like his birthday because of how close it is to the chilean independence festivities, which usually overshadow the excitement of his own birthday.

more to add once i think about them :).

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

i know i said he doesn't have a lot of friends but i would love to develop some friendships, maybe it was difficult gaining his trust at the beginning but now they're the best of friends! i would also be interested in romantic connections, maybe past relationships or old flings that didn't work out because of his workaholic tendencies, current romantic interests that are trying to make it work, etc etc. and finally i'd also love connections where they don't like each other, maybe not as much as enemies but general dislike.

[threebreaths]

Introduction

Independent fandomless OC blog, est. August 2024. Welcome! This is an independent blog of an original character, originally created on @lostxtosunlight. All credit for Isen and the other characters featured on this blog belongs to me. Please note that this character is the main antagonist of the storyline I have built across both blogs. He is a villain. Isen's viewpoints, philosophies and actions do not reflect me, the mun, and are not condoned. Feel free to message me with questions and concerns, and please read the Carrd information linked below.

About the mun: Lily, 27 ♑︎ / ♒︎ (cusp), she/her, white.

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[deepdarkhetasecrets]

hi! my name's faun and my main blog is @faunabel. this is another hetalia confession blog active in our year of 2024 :3 you can send asks about almost anything on your mind related to hetalia, whether that's simping for a character or complaining about something you absolutely hate.

if i get any nsft asks, i'll tag them accordingly!

#don't look if you're sensitive is the hashtag for meanly worded confessions. so block this if you don't want to see them. #character hate is obviously for character hate.

i will delete asks including the following : (i will update as needed.)

hate towards another person or people in the fandom. this blog is not here for drama.

talk about serious irl issues. this blog is for stuff that doesn't actually matter that much. it's for fun, not crippling my mental health 😭

i'll also delete any asks i feel like deleting.

oh also, new thing! lmk if you want my opinion on ur confession or not.

[arcvenus]

the angel of art, beauty & wisdom and heaven's tailor, [ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐉𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋 ] an original character for h.azbin h.otel with inspiration from milton's paradise lost and dante's inferno. as deified by doll, she/her, 18+. character information below the cut. sideblog for aesthetics.

an exploration in . . . beauty in the grotesque. every angel is terrifying. were it a sin to know. losing one's faith. the theological debate between objective good and evil. criticism of organized doctrine.

𝐍��𝐌𝐄. jophiel. ( jo, joph ) 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒. the archangel of beauty, art, and wisdom. 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐒. venus. the wisdom of heaven. 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒. archangel, one of seven. ( fallen, in alt verse ) 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. angels are celestial beings. she chooses to present feminine. 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. bisexual, biromantic. fem preference. 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. tailor, owns a studio in heaven, 'seraph style boutique'. formerly, a general in heaven's armies, during the rebellion. 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒. tanned skin. long dark hair, naturally curly, kept straight. glowing white eyes. halo. full lips. cream-white pair of wings, reminiscent of a dove's. ( in fallen verse: white hair which is wrapped around curved horns, manticore-type legs reminiscent of her former angelic form. ) 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 6'2'' f. 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄. red, cream, and gold are her colour scheme. she is fond of formal attire with an ornate spin, golden accessories and embroidery adorning her. high collars and frilly gloves, concealing her flesh. used to wear veils over her hair before. commonly wearing what appears to be a royal uniform-styled jacket and pants + heels. has a brass-topped cane concealing a flaming angelic sword. 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌. most closely resembling a creme-coloured jungle cat/manticore; made of light, eyes and dove wings, of which she has one pair, representing beauty and art. a large orb of light, though by no means the biggest - she might be close in size to the eiffel tower. halo is an engraved scroll of knowledge, wrapped around the body. 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌/𝐒. zatanna zatara (comic), ana de armas (live).

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[clinicalobsession]

❥ Important links: carrd. identities. c!gnf.

!! This is a fictionkin/nonhuman focused blog.

Hello, my name is Ziana or Tiye. I'm an 18 year old vampire/succubus and fictionkin. I have multiple kintypes but here I'll be focusing on my two main IDs: c!George and Nina the killer.

This blog will primarily be used for memories and vents related to those IDs, however, I may also talk about the dsmp/creepypasta/kinning in general.

I'd love for any mediamates to interact since I don't know any. I'm currently looking for c!Dream, c!Sapnap, Jeff and Toby, however (almost) anyone from my medias is welcome!

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c!Gnf tag: #🍄💤

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Vent tag: #revelations.

Warnings: Religious/cultist theme, vent material, mediamate neg, c!Dream apologism, obsessive nature, and other possible triggering content.

c!Tommys please use extreme caution when interacting with me/this blog or dni at all.

DNI: Basic DNI, under 16, Doubles, c!Dream or Jeff the killer antis. I block freely.