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For anyone who still uses this that follow me-
I make cool shit and you should check it out!
@bent_artistry
This is made out of blood and resin!
#scene#black work tattoo#alchemy tat#alargador#follow#emo#heavy metal#metalsmith#silversmith#bloodsmith#bloodart#cool art#emo style#metal#goth#gothic#vampire
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head in hands. having jory & killian thoughts.
#i have made killian into a reverse judas. does that make jory the antichrist cause That Also Works#so for killian: as a redsmith he has the ability to control temperature#and as a bloodsmith he can fuck around with his own blood#so after he gets Fucked Up after fighting jory enough that he’s coughing up blood#he grabs them#superheats his own blood#and scarifies his kiss onto their forehead#BUT this is basically his sign of ‘i got close enough to kill this person and didn’t; im on their side’#and the fact that jory lets the scar stand AUGH#these two give me mental illness. or rather i am giving them mental illness#god. fuck.#AND!!!!#serron as the bannerman is causing me More pain#i want to write these scenes NEOW but alas. they are further in the story#gotta write the light fun happy stuff before i can write the soul crushing angst and gore#😔#have mercy
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𝑬𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝
Thinking about that bloodsmith on tiktok, who makes jewelry and other little things from blood, and how Eddie would get you a cute little hear pendant made with his blood. You would get him Dnd dice made from your blood.
A/n: Not proofread, this is pure fluff, but I still don't want minors interacting with my work.
Eddie came running up from behind you while you're getting ready to head out for the night. You were checking over your makeup and outfit in his mirror.
"Babe! babe!, close your eyes. I got you something." He smirked, hiding one hand behind his back. You squinted for a moment, eyeing him curiously. You obliged anyway.
Shaking your head and closing your eyes tight. "Alright, they're closed"
Eddie looked you over and waved a hand in front of your face. He stood proudly behind you, looking at your face through the mirror. He wanted to make sure you weren't trying to take a peak. This was a surprise he had been keeping from you for a few months now. Every day since he bought and had it made for you, it killed him not to spoil it.
He took the golden heart necklace out of the velvet pouch. In the middle of the pendant was a deep red stone in the middle. You felt him putting something around your neck as your eyes were sealed shut.
"Now open your eyes." Eddie wrapped his arms around your waist while resting his chin on your shoulder.
"You got me a necklace. it's so pretty." Your face lit up as you looked down at the pendant, resting right above your chest.
"A pretty little necklace for the prettiest person I know." He smirked.
You felt your face heating up from his compliment, "What's the stone? Garnet?"
He shook his head. "Nah, it's my blood." Eddie continued watching your reaction to the gift from his mirror. "Pretty cool, huh?"
"You got a little piece of me with you all the time." He gave a quick little kiss to your neck.
"I love it." You reach your hand up to scratch his head.
You gasped, snapping your fingers, "That reminds me I got you something pretty similar." You removed his arms from your waist, digging around in your bag that was thrown on his chair.
You pulled out a similar velvety pouch that held your necklace. "Here for you."
"Don't tell you got me the same necklace." He teased, taking the bag from your hands. Eddie couldn't hide the big smile spreading across his face. He loved that you were both so insync with one another. It was like you could read eachothers minds.
You rolled your eyes, "noooo not a necklace."
He opened the bag and took out a new set of DnD dice. The numbers were etched in cold, and the color of them were a deep crimson red similar to the stone on your necklace.
"I remembered you said you needed a new set, and I got these made special for you." You watched him hold them in his hands with so much care. He was cradling them in his hands like there the most fragile thing on earth.
"You're so weird." His tone was full of affection. He couldn't help but fall in love with you more right here in this moment. "I'm not letting anyone touch these."
Your mouth falls open. "You're weird too." You pretended to get offended.
Your fingers played with the heart pendant dangling around your neck. The pendant was a pretty good size. you can see he gave quite a lot of blood to make the stone part. You gave a lot, too. It took way more than you thought to create those dice for him. All of it was worth it to see the smile he had when you handed them to him.
"You keep this up, and I'll have no choice but to marry you." He held up a dice to the light between his two fingers, inspecting every little detail.
You slapped his shoulder and continued to get ready for the night. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#joseph quinn#eddie munson fanfic#stranger things#eddie munson x reader fluff#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson blurb#scheduled post
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00. Prologue
pairing: feysand x OC (at some point)
notes: i'm not sure what this is, only that it's something that's been plaguing my thoughts for a while now. bear with me while i get this show on the road...
warnings: mentions of murder, death of a loved one (not detailed), violence
The Void’s footsteps were silent as she made her way through the frigid marble dungeons. At this hour, only she and the mice were awake.
Their nimble feet scurried along the chilled floor, little teeth nibbling at her boot-clad toes; their bites were like prickly kisses, but she welcomed them, embraced their affection as the dull ache of their teeth sank in with each step she took. She let herself succumb to the familiarity of pain, let herself relish in it the deeper and deeper into the cold she went.
Her pace was unhurried as she passed the plethora of once-occupied cells reeking of blood and bitter waste. Phantom screams echoed in her ears as she continued down, down, down, but she paid them no mind.
Each one of the victims, the ones that she had handpicked and captured one by one, was gone now, all of them dead by her hand; and they deserved it, deserved every second, every ounce of the pain she’d subjected them to.
There was only one more to inflict her wrath upon.
Atticus Voss.
The scattered torches lining the walkway flickered as she reached his cell at last.
He lay there, heavy iron shackles clamped around his too-thin wrists, his bloodied and bruised body limp where he lay in front of his tray of barely touched food. From where she stood, however, she could see that the male was still breathing. His breaths were slow, but still. He was alive.
She smiled. That was all that mattered, anyway.
The Void surveyed her victim for a few seconds more as she unlocked the bars of the cell and neared closer.
“Having fun down here, Atticus?” she baited, her lilting voice penetrating the silent space before her. When he didn’t answer, she nudged his body slightly with her boot, ignoring his pained grunt as she took in the state of his injuries. “If I’m being quite honest, I thought you’d be done for at this point. Our last session was quite… efficient.”
“Fuck you,” Atticus rasped, and he didn’t waste a single second before spitting at her feet.
The Void clicked her tongue in distaste. “That’s disgusting, and not very nice. What happened to that Autumn Court charm I’ve heard so much about?”
“Oh, just you wait,” he snarled. “Once my High Lord hears about this, he’ll show you real charm. Right after he severs the head from your body.”
She crouched before him, meeting his eyes through the obscuring mask she wore. “You know,” she whispered, voice low and sinister between the two of them, “your friends said the exact same thing before I killed them all. They all thought Beron was coming to save them, to avenge them. Well… they’re nothing but bones now. And. He’s. Still. Not. Here.”
Atticus thrashed against his shackles and flared his nostrils, eyes glinting with unbridled rage in the light. “You’re lying.”
The Void chuckled humorlessly. “I have no need to lie.”
She reached up, grasping the edges of her mask and setting it on the cold, dank ground beneath her. She then stretched out two hands, her touch gentle on each side of Atticus’s temples.
Bringing her face down, her dark and empty eyes met his. Her grip had tightened around his head, and his brow furrowed at the stabbing pressure. Long and sharp fingernails dug into the tender flesh until he hissed sharply and tried to yank his head away.
The Void held firm.
She did not break eye contact, nor did she flinch away as his eyes raked over her features in alarm, as his eyes flickered to the mask laying a few feet away and back to her face, a certain familiarity shifting in his gaze at last.
“You’re…” he whispered, voice trembling slightly, “you’re his daughter, aren’t you? Symeon Bloodsmith’s daughter. You have his eyes.”
The Void bared her teeth in a menacing smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners in wicked delight, and nodded slowly. Kept nodding as she murmured, “Yes, I was. But you killed him, and now you must die.”
And before Atticus could respond, before he could start begging for the Mother’s mercy, The Void tightened her grip on his head and splattered it against the cell wall.
She sat there for a moment afterward, watching as his blood and brains trickled like a stream down the gray stone. Watching as a puddle of dark red pooled around his battered and twitching body.
She pulled out a soft cloth from her pocket and dabbed at her bloodstained face with mute resignation, grabbing her mask when she deemed herself clean enough.
Turning on her heel, she made her way back to the entrance. Up, up, up, she went, leaving the rest of his body for the mice to eat.
#acotar fanfiction#acotar#a court of thorns and roses#feysand x reader#feyre x reader#rhysand x reader#rhysand x feyre x reader#poly!feysand#❀ maren writes
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Dear Wasyago,
Strange, I have always thought it was spelled as Wasayago. But recently I've realized, I can't read very well.
I want to send appreciation today, to you.
You've taught me a lot about art. You've taught me a lot how to draw certain things, and you have opened my eyes to new perspective of art, ever since I started following you. Colours are brighter, I experiment more, I can see a specter of visuals that was previously hidden from me. It's like gaining shrimp colors.
Your art feels like an art classroom. There's sun pouring in from the windows, and there's tree leaves in front of them. Every time you come in you see different art projects. Paints add on to the tables, that will never scrub off again. There's dirty cups with paint water, and brushes, in the sink. It's lunch break, and there's people here. Some are just doing their math homework right before class, some are working on their sculpture, some are picking out paints, some are working on their new piece, on a fresh canvas. And it is so alive.
Your art feels so alive. Like the leaves, the people, the stains. It's really nice to see, every single time you post, how lovingly you bring a character into the world (My favorite so far is that one doodle of Modern au Gillion eating noodles, I have it in my favorites gallery).
I would like to see some unfinished, maybe forever to be so, doodles that you weren't especially proud of. We'll love it all.
Respectfully,
Marcus Bloodsmith
oh, thank you so much, this is so sweet qwq
im happy to know that you feel this way about my art, and im glad i could help you with some advice! it feels a bit weird to show unfinished or scrapped art under such a nice message, but yeah why not. and its funny that you mentioned the gillion eating noodles one, because its also one of the pieces that i really didn't like and didn't want to post hdgsh. i dont have that many unfinished drawings left because i delete or redraw most of them, but i have a couple that might be fun to share... and i guess it's gonna be a long post bc i wanna tell a little about each one or at least name them.
there's this art of chip, the first time i properly tried to figure out a way to draw him back when i just started listening. redrew this piece later, kept the sketch on the left, but the right one i changed completely because i didn't like the vibe this one has.
there's this attempt at redesigning caspian after i found out he was a water genasi, plus the first version of that art of caspian, pretzel and gill. this design didn't feel "caspian" enough, it looked too soft and kind where i wanted him to be more layed back and chill and sarcastic and with a bit of an edge. redrew both pieces later. the underwater drawing also has an unfinished background in this version, i added some fishies later so it didn't feel that empty.
some random sketch of gillion to show off how the lightning scars look on his face and neck. i quite like it, but it didn't really fit in the post with three proper drawings and one sketch so i decided to scrap it.
there's this drawing where i tried to figure out how the capital of the undersea looked like. i really didn't know where i was going with it and didn't have a good idea when i started drawing, so its a mess of things with nothing to really focus on. i tried to add a character on it later to breathe some life into it, but it didn't work out since i didn't focus it on the character from the beginning. plus i don't like how the colors turned out, and the entire concept of the environment feels weak and boring to me. i still want to draw more concepts of the undersea and try a couple other ideas, but probably at a later date...
the first version of whatever try it was to design gill's armor. (fun fact, i have more armor designs scheduled for tomorrow). this one i redrew almost immediately, i really didn't like how it turned out and how the legs were cut off and it looked so messy with no real accent point or personality. plus the smaller copy of the drawing in the corner just didn't look good. im not exactly proud of the redrawn version either (that's why i did another one yesterday lol), but im glad i redrew it anyway, it looks a lot better than this one.
the first sketch of that one gillion drawing. i couldn't figure out the colors for it for so long and wanted to drop the idea entirely. but i left it to sit for a couple hours and eventually got the motivation to come back to it and finish it. for most of the illustration pieces i did for jrwi there were multiple versions, where i just didn't like the first one and redrew the whole thing with a different composition and colors. didn't save any of those drawings tho...
this drawing of jay but with green wings and a slightly different color shirt. it was actually the first version of this drawing, and i changed the colors to blue later. wanted to post both of them side by side but then decided against it. that's why this drawing survived and was properly saved and not just deleted.
more recent attempts at designing the chaingel. i like the concept, and the pose in the second sketch is pretty badass, but the execution is just not there. it doesn't feel right, doesn't have the right kind of vibe that this character gives off. so im sure i will try and draw her later when i figure out what's missing and how to show her personality in the way it feels in my head. but these two sketches were never going to see the light of day, so now they're here.
aand this is it, this is everything that wasn't deleted in the past month for one or another reason. i feel like im more chill with deleting and redrawing things, so a lot of initial sketches and concepts never get saved or seen by anyone. im also on mobile so i can attach only ten files lol. not that it matters, the last two were just random figure drawings for warm up, not much to talk about.
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if she doesnt go to a bloodsmith to get her blood drawn and put into a piece of jewelry for me then what are we doing
#lesbian#wlw blog#lgbtq#wlw#queer#girlswholikegirls#wlw textpost#lesbian vampires#sapphic yearning#vampirism#wlw post#pansexual#sapphic#bisexual
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Some thoughts while listening to sword af, i'm so normal about these losers (lies)...
- Well, jokes on you, cursty and sean are asexual, and they really are just making macaroni art! (Jk, but wouldn't be really funny though?)
- the sound design is fucking amazing!!
- These fuckers (affectionate).... they're so familiar with tropes n shit, i fucking hate it (love it) when they're breaking the fourth wall that way.
- I'm a fucking sucker for dismisive, powerful, villain. Yes, i am talking about characters voiced and played by damien haas. First we got krungdar the bloodsmith, now we have whoever this mech suit wearer is. Just the idea of a big, powerful, masc person, so dismissive because they know their power and what they're able to do.... just, bend me over or something. Y'know?
- I'm freaking the fuck out on the train, i can't do this shit. I need to listen to this in private!
- "Little fernice (furnace?) infernum"..... "my little toy back"... what the fuck is your past, fernie????
- "Oh it's go time!" NOOOOO!!!! WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN?? HOW FCUKING DARE THEM ENDING IT THERE? BOSS FIGHT???
- I wanna see their facial expression so bad.... but it's okay! But i wish at least some sort of subtitle somewhere.
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Seeing a bloodsmith this weekend for custom blood jewelry :3
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Blood theme
tagging @bpdxhoardic
(Nick)Names:
blood, bloody/bloodi/bloodie, bloodli, bloodlin, bloodline, bloodin, bloodine, bloodet/bloodett/bloodette, bloodetta, bloodel/bloodell/bloodelle, bloodil, bloodily, bloodle, bloodless, bloodella, bloodetto, bloodello, blooder, bloode, blooda, bloodae, bloodea/bloodia, bloodied, blooded, blooding, bleed, bleeder, bleedi/bleedie/bleedy, bleedin, bleedine, bleeding, bleede, bleeda, bleedae, bleedea/bleedia, bleedet/bleedett/bleedette, bleedetta, bleedetto, bleedel/bleedell/bleedelle, bleedella, bleedello, bled, bleedli, bleedlin, bleedline, blod, bloed, blut, blode, bloeden, bluten, bloda, blo, berkan, blessed, blodughadda
gore, gwyar
ichor, iejir, iejiryth
hem, hemor, hemorrs, hemorra, hemorrha, hemorrhage, haem, haemor, haemorrs, haemorra, haemorrha, haemorrhage, haemon, harkin
claret, clot, cruor
plasma
fluid, flann, flynn
sangue, sangre, sang, sange, sangrar, saigner, sangera, serkan
krv, krev, kan, krov, krew, krvariti, krvacet, krovotochyty, kanamak, krwawic, kanik
veri, vend, vende, vendet/vendett/vendette, vendetta, vein
aima, aimorrago, auiak, antiphonus, atakan
damascus, demirkan
erkan, euaemon
Surnames:
blood, bloodstone, bloodgood, bloodisack, bloodough, bloodsaw, bloodsmith/bloodsmyth, bloodsworth, bloodwall, bloodwood, bloodworth, bluthardt
flanagan
1stp prns:
i/me/my/mine/myself
bli/ble/bly/bloodine/bloodself
bli/ble/bly/bleedine/bleedself
cli/cle/cly/clotine/clotself
vi/ve/vy/vendettine/vendettaself
vi/ve/vei/veine/veinself
pli/ple/ply/plasmine/plasmaself
gi/ge/gy/gorine/goreself
hi/he/hy/hemorrine/hemorrhageself
hi/he/hae/haemorrine/haemorrhageself
i/iche/ichy/ichorine/ichorself
2ndp prns:
you/your/yours/yourself
blo/bloodr/bloodrs/bloodrself
blo/bleeder/bleeders/bleederself
clo/cloter/cloters/cloterself
vo/vendetter/vendetters/vendettarself
vo/veinr/veinrs/veinrself
plo/plasmar/plasmars/plasmarself
go/gor/gors/goreself
ho/hemorr/hemorrs/hemorrhagerself
ho/haemorr/haemorrs/haemorrhagerself
io/ichor/ichors/ichorself
3rdp prns:
they/them/theirs/themself
blo/blood/bloods/bloodself
blo/od, blood/bloods
blood/line, blood/less
blood/bloody, blood/clot
blood/feud, blood/vessel
blood/sucker, blood/bath
blood/shed
ble/bleed/bleeds/bleedself
ble/ed, bleed/bleeds
to/bleed, bleed/out
bleed/bleeding
clo/clot/clots/clotself
clo/ot, clot/clots
ven/vendetta/vendettas/vendettaself
ven/detta, vendetta/vendettas
vei/vein/veins/veinself
ve/in, vein/veins
plas/plasma/plasmas/plasmaself
plas/ma, plasma/plasmas
go/gore/gores/goreself
go/ore, gore/gores
hem/hemorrhage/hemorrhages/hemorrhageself
hemorr/hage, hemorrhage/hemorrhages
haem/haemorrhage/haemorrhages/haemorrhageself
haemorr/hage, haemorrhage/haemorrhages
ich/ichor/ichors/ichorself
ich/or, ichor/ichors
Titles
the blood, the bloody, the bloody one, the bleeding, the bleeding one, the bloodline, the blood feud, the vendetta, the one with a vendetta, the blood clot, the ichor, the black ichor, the red ichor, the gore, the bloody gore, the plasma, the vein, the blood vein, the hemorrhage, the haemorrhage, the one with a hemorrhage, the one with a haemorrhage, the blood vessel, the blood sucker
this blood, this bloody one, this bleeding one, this bloodline, this blood feud, this blood vein, this blood clot, this vendetta, this vein, this plasma, this ichor, this hemorrhage, this haemorrhage, this blood vessel, this blood sucker
(prn) who bleeds, (prn) who is bloody, (prn) who is covered in blood, (prn) who has a vendetta, (prn) of the ichor, (prn) of the black/red ichor, (prn) who has lossed blood, (prn) who sheds blood, (prn) who drinks blood, (prn) who bathes in blood
#tw blood#names#name list#requests are open#requests open#reqs open#request#name searching#title list#name blog#name reblogs#blood theme#blood prns#blood pronouns#blood neos#blood neopronouns#blood titles#blood names#names meaning blood#3rd person pronouns#nicknames#1st person neopronouns#2nd person neopronouns#baby names#last name#first names#name ideas#name help#name finder#name suggestions
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Every time you mention Marcus the Poseidon I keep getting jump scared because of me being Marcus the Bloodsmith
He came first excuse you *sassy z snaps*
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i guess this could have tw for blood?
saw on tiktok that there are bloodsmiths that make beautiful jewerly from your blood. and i dreamed of me and Joel having jewerly made from each other’s blood and i am crying how romabtic this is for me, i am also huge on vampires and stuff… 😭 but those jewerlys were absolutely beautiful, there were rings, necklaces etc….. and i can see edgy vampire lord Joel to do this??? Or is it just me…
OH MY GOD YES I LOVE IT
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@chocalafolie // ASINASTRA SILK NEVER WRINKLES
an airship pirate, a good airship pirate, always has connections. there are certain area codes and territories that mark his favorite places, but the current stop marks the spot of the best trade he’s ever managed to pull off. the Silk Road, he calls it, is the codename for this expedition which is derived from the highly lucrative trade of silk clothing that is produced almost exclusively by Commander Jean-Jacques Asinastra. with him, Elrich Speedwagon brings a wagon of various weapons– the best of the best he’s constructed from Bloodsmithing. within leather wraps they are lain in front of the Commander–– sickles, falchions, javelins, war-hammers, spears, polearms, broadswords, maces, daggers–– all glowing in ruby steel and ready for picking. “I have a couple of shields back at the ship, if you’d like to take a walk back with me.” hands admire his work as a finger traces the intricate details of a set of daggers. “I appreciate our business as usual. It’s been too long since we last have seen each other. Have you heard the news of the Houses?” it’s a concern of Elrich’s–– just what the Heads were conspiring.
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Dear Applestruda
It's me again
I love 3d models
Give me your homework
Respectfully, Marcus Bloodsmith
ohh nonono its ok
i appreciate the offer but im sticking to the honor system and doing it myself
npefpwb
even if i dont like it
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Your adventure begins here, JER. It’s dangerous to go alone! Before starting your journey, make sure to FOLLOW OUR STARTER BLOG, and go over THIS CHECKLIST! You have 48 HOURS to post in-character and send in your blog to the main.
(Ewan Mitchell, he /him, spirit warrior) to ELRICH DIONYSUS SPEEDWAGON, the whole world looks like an open page. with a leap of faith, their ability of BLOOD SOLIDIFICATION grows a little stronger. they’re pledged to the HOUSE VANITAS to defend the enchanted lands of cagliostro with their BLOOD STONE MASK for TWENTY- FIVE years, they have survived a world of magic with both their CHARM and MANIPULATION. they work as a AIR-FLYING PIRATE & BLOODSMITH, but if they could change their fate, they’d want to FIND A NICE CASTLE TO WEAR SILK PAJAMAS IN. (JER, 30+, SHE /HER, CST AKA SHADOW REALM)
(Yvette Monreal, she/her/they, dreamshade) to PARKER “GO” GOMEZ STEELE, the whole world looks like an open page. with a leap of faith, their ability of INTANGIBILITY grows a little stronger. they are a METAL CURSED PANGOLIN shade aligned to NO ONE. for TWENTY-FIVE years, they have survived a world of magic with both their MORALISTIC and PLIANT. they work as a WARRIOR NUN, but if they could change their fate, they’d want to FIND THEIR OWN PEACE AND PENANCE. (JER, 30+, SHE /HER, CST AKA SHADOW REALM)
(Ritu Arya, she/ her, dreamshade) to TALC, the whole world looks like an open page. with a leap of faith, their ability of SUBLIMINAL MESSAGING grows a little stronger. they are an ALBINO INDIAN FLYING FOX shade aligned to NONE. for TWENTY - SIX ( EIGHTY-EIGHT) years, they have survived a world of magic with both their SHAMELESSNESS and STUBBORN DISTRUST. they work as a FIRE DANCER & DRUMMER FOR HELLSPIRE, but if they could change their fate, they’d want to MAKE IT BIG, FINALLY. (JER, 30+, SHE /HER, CST AKA SHADOW REALM)
(Alexandra Breckenridge, she/her, dreamshade ) To JESSICA CLAUS, the whole world looks like an open page. with a leap of faith, their ability of HEAT TRANSFERAL grows a little stronger. They are a SHRIKE shade aligned to NO ONE. For ( NINETY ) FORTY-FIVE years, they have survived a world of magic with both their CARING and RAMBUNCTIOUS NATURE. They work as a TUTOR / TOY MAKER & STUFFED ANIMAL DOCTOR, but if they could change their fate, they’d want to LEARN TO CONTROL HER POWERS. (JER, 30+, SHE /HER, CST AKA SHADOW REALM)
#fantasy rp#supernatural rp#magic rp#original rp#appless rp#ewan mitchell#alexandra breckenridge#yvette monreal#ritu arya#cag: accepted
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6, 11, 15, 31 please 👀👀
6. Do you write original stories as well?
I do! The basis of the one I’m constantly working on even though I haven’t touch it in nearly a year is a sort of fantasy about a blacksmith named Lailuh who has to “join” a company of soldiers in order to find any information about why her village burned down and where her father went. The current working title is The Bloodsmith and it’s just about 60 pages of unedited things at the moment
11. How do you deal with writer’s block?
If I get stuck at a certain point in anything I write, I jump to a point that needs to get across for the plot to progress and continue from there, then go back and find a working path to connect the two points
15. One-shots or multi-chapters? Angst? Fluff? Smut? Hurt/comfort? Fantasy? Romance? Which one is your favorite? Which one is your least favorite?
Ooo I can’t choose. Sometimes there’s good ideas that would work with as multi chapter fics and some that could get the whole point across in the first chapter. I’ve written both so I can’t choose. Love love love angst. Fluff is so sweet I just giggle the whole time while reading. Smut depends for fandom and characters honestly. YES HURT/COMFORT THATS MY JAM. My original story is fantasy so I gotta say I like it lol. Honestly don’t really care for romance. I’ve read maybe three fics I can remember that were tagged with it, not saying it’s bad but I don’t go looking for it
31. What's the kindest comment you've ever received?
I gotta say this one is way up there
THEY SAID I HAVE A KNACK FOR DISTINCT CHARACTERS AND LIKE MY DIALOGUE 😩😩😩
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I randomly found a bloodsmith and now I want my blood infused sword with a matching necklace.
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