Alora

Songbird 🪽 Made of feathers and Soulfyre. (21)(she/her)(writer, artist). DOL related topics mainly + whatever interests me at the time

[alorhna]

Heya!

Time for proper introductions ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

You guys can call me

Alora. (The soulfyre)

I’m 21.

I started this blog for fun and to mess around with my favorite game at the time, DOL (degrees of lewdity)

Just saw many people posting their PC’s and exploring the game and all its cool features, and I wanted to join in.

Though now I've also decided to share stories on here, specifically my current passion project "Of sinners and Saints" Its a fanfic about the book series "Not even bones" focusing specifically on the life of Nita and Kovit after the series original ending.

In general I've just grown to post whatever I'm enjoying at the time, it is my blog after all, may as well share all my passions and nicknacks.

Also my question box is always open. For chats, random questions, art requests etc. (•̀ᴗ•́)و

I’m always bored and always open to talk so hit me up.

Anyway hope ya’ll like my blog

Muah! 💋

༻✧༺

Current - Main PC

| Status - Active |

Eria The Eminent

꒰ঌ ᯽ ໒꒱

Eminent Memories

Eminence

————꒰ঌ ᯽ ໒꒱————

OLD - MAIN PC

| Status-(Shelved)|

Alrohna the Songbird

༻✧༺

Maeve' Melodies

Songbird

—————༻✧༺—————

here’s a warning however, DOL is not a minor friendly game. Nor are my posts going to be, my fanfic is explicit as I am a smut writer bite me.

If your a minor or ageless account. I will block you. Good? Good. ✌🏾

[alorhna]

So I’m bored. And I need to practice writing smut for my fanfic.

So my solution is write smut about my DOL PC Alorhna and Sydney.

See yall in a bit

[alorhna]

I think I finally landed on the sketch I like, muah 💋

[alorhna]

Currently working on a possible cover art for my fanfic and keep reminding myself to TRUST the process.

Looked ugly as hell when I first started but finally starting to see it come together 😭

[alorhna]

LEZZZAGO

excerpt from - of Sinners and Saints

Humans were social creatures, a trait they developed to survive, to procreate and to cohabitate. a trait that pulled them to do anything to survive. The last time she lied to someone she loved, she ended up on the death market, and in a death match that lasted well over a year and drowned her soul in more blood and sin then she'd ever be able to wash off even if she had a hundred more lifetimes to repent. Yet as she cupped his hand and gave him a quick short smile, Nita discreetly waved the woman closer with the only thought being where this new lie would take her. And exactly how many more lives would she have to take to keep the one single life she cared about. A life colored by tan skin and dark brown eyes, curtained by black curls and a single white streak.

The overwhelming truth simply was, that she truly didn't care for how many more would die. She'd be the worst girl who ever lived crowned in blood, bones and ash right along the worst people who ever existed if that's what meant to keep Kovit sangwaraporn alive.

The photo means nothing.

"Yeah, just missing my phone."

Are you all ready for chapter 2? <:

[alorhna]

Yall I think the AO3 curse caught to me because explain how I’m having some heinous car problems right now

[alorhna]

I’m not even sure if it’s okay to talk about this here, but hey what the heck it’s my blog.

Kinda feeing like crap, been going through a very rough breakup with a toxic ex who keeps bouncing back into my life and I know it’s dumb but sometimes I can’t help but let him in because outside of being my ex he was also my longest friend who stuck by me even when my entire life flipped on its head. It’s crazy how someone can go from your safe haven to your living nightmare 🥲

Don’t worry yall though I’m fine, just needed a space to breathe and talk, I’m going back to my writing hole and working on more of saints and sinners, it’s become my passion project hehe 😜

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[alorhna]

[alorhna]

Ready for more?

The writing fairy bit my ass this morning and I wrapped up chapter one of my Fanfic ‘Of sinners and Saints’

Here’s a small excerpt of the chapter 

•—————-—•

A tan envelope, not much bigger than her hand had been left at the foot of her door. so, someone had been there. That at least settled her nerves. she wasn't going crazy. probably. letting curiosity pull her, she picked up the card and emptied the contents onto her palm. a small greyish-white postcard floated down from the envelope, as she crinkled her nose and narrowed her vision, Nita realized it wasn't an envelope at all, but a Photograph.

Of her mother.

If her heart could drop to her ass, she would have already shat it out. Thank evolution for the bodies near perfect structure. She abruptly shoved the Polaroid into her back pocket and took one quick glance around the hall. It took her all of three frozen seconds to realize someone was spying on her. That was the only explanation for why this cleanly veiled threat arrived just then and not while Kovit was actually in the room.

•—————-—•

Got the chapter all done but it’s in some serious need of grammar checks ;/

Will try to post it by tomorrow after work but no promises 💋

[alorhna]

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Market of Monsters - Rebecca Schaeffer Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Nita Sánchez & Kovit Sangwaraporn, Adair & Diana (Market of Monsters) Characters: Nita Sánchez (Market of Monsters), Kovit Sangwaraporn, Adair (Market of Monsters), Diana (Market of Monsters), Fabricio Tácunan, Gold (Market of Monsters), Monica | Nita Sánchez's Mother (Market of Monsters), Andrej Smirnov | "Zebra-Stripes" (Market of Monsters), Mirella (Market of Monsters) Additional Tags: Aftercare, Dark, Dark Comedy, Urban Legends, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Inappropriate Humor, This Is Not Going to Go the Way You Think, Sexual Tension, Sexual Humor, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Sexual Overstimulation, Found Family, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Painplay, Dubious Consent, Power Dynamics, Power Imbalance, Personal Growth, Action & Romance, Violence, Blood and Violence, Gun Violence, Threats of Violence, Past Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Eventual Smut, Eventual Happy Ending, Eventual Relationships, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Shower Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Drunk Sex, Falling In Love, First Love, Thriller, History Jokes, Humor Summary:

It's been two months since Nita last saw Fabricio. That made eight weeks and three days since she ended her mother's reign; leaving only blood and ash in its wake. Two months, eight weeks and nine days since she avenged her father. Two months since she discovered the true meaning of freedom, of power.

With all her loose ends wrapped up neatly into a beautiful bow of mutilated organs and screams of agony that will chase her far beyond heaven and hell to her own personal purgatory. She had accepted her future. the promises and dreams of finally going to college.

It had been exactly ten days, fourteen hours, and forty-three minutes since she received the photograph. living viable proof That Nita was the last person to see her mother alive.

Yet out of every monster, every hunter, every enemy, every loose end. She had only left one breathing—Fabricio. But with Kovit's trial looming on the near horizon, Dianas sweet, yet watchful gaze, and her new alliance with Adair. She's left with an unsettlingly notion. If her last living enemy didn't send the photograph...Then who did?

[alorhna]

Of sinners and saints

here's a small piece of my new fanfic now offically posted on AO3 for yall to read.

so far it's only the prologue but i have such a wild ride to take y'all on.

-

"I'm sorry" he breathed softly as his hand gently brushed against her own. almost instantly she spread her palm over his and let him squeeze her fingers in return. 

"For what?" Nita asked quietly, honestly scared of the answer. 

Kovit let out a humorless laugh as he looked up at the dingy ceiling of the taxi. "Where do I start? for the list, for Mirella, for henry. hell, Nita you could've been halfway across the planet by now and in some fancy class. this is my mess. My karma years in the making." his gaze dropped back to the window. "Truth is my luck should've run out months ago. if it wasn't for you, I'd probably be dead already"

"Kovit, that's enough" Nita sighed and squeezed his hand. her father was dead, murdered by an enemy her mother made years ago. and her mother had met the same fate, albeit by her hands and not some deranged enemy. though truly what was the difference? by the time she'd resolved to kill Monica, she wasn't much different than Andrej, after all she'd hurt the only person in the world Nita valued as much as she valued her own life. The only person she had left by her side was Kovit. the idea of losing him too would surely be the last nail on the coffin of her heart. The same question that plagued her before she shot Reyes dead, reformed in the shape of her mother.

If she had to pick her life or Monicas. She'd pick herself.

If she had to choose between Monica and Kovit. She'd pick Kovit. 

Simple as that. Which is why nothing remained of Monica Sanchez, not even bones.

"I won't let the cops hurt you. Not them, Not Inhup, not your sister, no one" She promised him silently, her voice steadier than it'd ever been. This resolve was new to her, she'd never felt such loyalty not even towards her first friend, Mirella. but she knew her determination plain as day when it came to him. "they'll have to pry you from my cold dead hands first."

"I know." Kovits eyes were shrunken with unshed tears as he let out a quiet sigh. "That's what I'm afraid of."

-

Hope your ready for more Of Sinners and Saints

[alorhna]

If anyone has any suggestions on how to spread my story out there I’d really appreciate it, 🙏 I’m thinking of posting chapter one in a few days once I finish editing

[alorhna]

Of Sinners and Saints

(this is the summary for my upcoming fanfic)

It's been two months since Nita last saw Fabricio. That made eight weeks and three days since she ended her mother's reign; leaving only blood and ash in its wake. Two months, eight weeks and nine days since she avenged her father. Two months since she discovered the true meaning of freedom, of power.

With all her loose ends wrapped up neatly into a beautiful bow of mutilated organs and screams of agony that will chase her far beyond heaven and hell to her own personal purgatory. She had accepted her future. the promises and dreams of finally going to college.

It had been exactly ten days, fourteen hours, and forty-three minutes since she received the photograph. living viable proof That Nita was the last person to see her mother alive.

Yet out of every monster, every hunter, every enemy, every loose end. She had only left one breathing—Fabricio. But with Kovit's trial looming on the near horizon, Dianas sweet, yet watchful gaze, and her new alliance with Adair. She's left with an unsettlingly notion. If her last living enemy didn't send the photograph...Then who did?

[alorhna]

SOOOO i made a fanfic

yeah I've recently been rereading one of my favorite books

{not even bones} it's a trilogy part of {market of monsters}

by the lovely Rebecca Schaeffer.

After finishing all three books, I was left with a thirst for more, so onto archive of our own I go, then Wattpad then fanfic.net

and I'm not sure if the fandom is small but I thought the story was really good and thought it would have more works. I mean it was popular enough to get its own webtoon comic as well, but I as a bit sad it only had around 20ish fics split between the websites, the majority being on archive.

and none of them really fit the vibe I was looking for or were long enough to sate me.

so, if I can't read, I might as well write.

I've always used my page here to go over the lovely degrees of lewdity game, and the writing is honestly expectational especially given the fact it's basically a porn game with plot, and I loved writing theories or little scenes of my Oc's from there.

I love to write, that much I know, but this is my first time writing a fanfic and honestly have no idea what I'm doing.

but I'll be keeping it updated on Archive of our own, and most likely posting some bits and pieces here and there

SO without a further adieu or whatever the french say

keep an eye out for

"Of Sinners and Saints'

my new little passion project, first chapter out soon!

[alorhna]

Hopeless Nightmares

As stated, a while back, Eria has completed the hopeless cycle, but she hadn't had this nightmare in a long, long time, so I really didn't know the ending to it, until now.

I thought once all the paths were cleared, we'd see the 'true' ending of the tale, but it may have all been a lie in the end. I think each version of the story held a portion of the truth, and only when coupled together do we know which pieces, were fraudulent and which were genuine by which more commonly repeated and which were different. but given how faded the history is and how distant and hidden the past became, we may never know what truly happened.

When Eria had this dream again, I immediately picked the 'faith' ending thinking that was the true one as winter stated, but perhaps we all are a little blind.

But even here the witch seems distraught for this ending, as if there's still a piece of the puzzle that we are missing. as if she knows the real ending to her tale is sadder, not as forgiving. yet wishes she received such mercy.

Nona said she would have accepted being his prisoner but did not think she would stay his prisoner long after her body had died.

she alludes to more of the story before instead giving us a vague thank you for giving her mind reprieve from the endless torment of relieving her story night after night, if only for one night, she could choose to be blind like us.

she could choose peace.

But that makes me wonder, what was nonas true fate, that despite how much she loved her goaler, even her love couldn't blind her to the fact that even long after their escape from the 'faith' she remained 'his' prisoner.

What nightmares did she face, that even now she's trapped relieving what she considers her last moments of freedom, desperately searching for the true ending of her story.

[alorhna]

Since escaping the prsion Eria hasn't quite been the same, she has recently gathered too much trauma and stress, and unlike alorhna whom whenever her stress was too high, I'd just send her to recover with her lovely husband Great Hawk and She;d be good as new, I really didn't know how to lower Erias trauma and stress, she didn't have a safe spot, and her 'boyfriend' avery was the cause for her stress more often times than not.

so imagine my surprise when she was comforted by gwylan, and while he wasn't able to lower all of her stress he did knock down quite a heavy sum of it. she'll be able to recover much easier now.

Also this scene on it's own was very sweet as well. Gwylan is one of the few NPC's who actually misses the PC, many don't note our absence even if we're gone for months at a time. as if they don't even remember us when we're gone, and only care when we're around.

also if it hasn't been made obvious yet, Eria has unlocked Gwylan as a Love interest, she hasn't quite reached boyfriend status however, he's still very reserved. but she's breaking his walls down.

My sweet brown fox, what secrets do you hide?

[alorhna]

Oh ivory, I've missed you too-

So, haven't posted in a minute, but still been playing, Eria recently escaped from the prison, (I sent her there for the prison outfit clothes unlock for gwylan and for the pepper spray charge)

But she was gone for quite a while, roughly two months, I think. And it seems a certain lake ghost was rather offended with her absence from town.