Bella Heartly

"Hello darling, I appear to be 24 and I also appear to be new to town, would you mind showing this fae of a girl around?"

[bella-heartly]

tianshi-zhao​:

@bella-heartly​

Tianshi was learning that she hated the unseelie fae in town. They weren’t quite demons, but they sure as hell were almost as evil as the creatures from the underworld. One unseelie crossed her path, and she couldn’t help but scoff as she walked over past the woman. “You know, this town would be a lot better without creatures like you.”

-

She stopped in her tracks, open bottle of wine in her hand, “yes, it would be, oh what a shame for the good folks of this town,” she sighed and shook her head, “yes, I am just such a bad person but at least my clothes aren’t tacky and my hair isn’t limp.”

[bella-heartly]

nixie-ferrin​:

Seeing the fae be cut off, Nixie ordered themselves two drinks. They gestured for their friend to come over, handing her the shot. “You’re not cut off if I’m here.”

She let out a long, frustrated huff. “Thank you,”she said with a sowl, taking the hot and downing it, she slammed it down on the table and crossed her arms, “This whole stupid down should just burn up! What a waste of a flood. What a waste!”

[bella-heartly]

tinley-bellmont​:

Tinley had heard from a friend what had happened to Bella. She didn’t know much, just that the queen had ousted her. It was a difficult situation, but she was supposed to keep her distance, even if she considered the other fae to be her friend.

Stepping into Rodan’s, she saw Belladonna drop a glass. The blonde laughed before walking over. Hearing the bartender say that the other was cut off, she ordered herself a drink, ready to watch the madness. “Oh Dear Bella. Cut off? Isn’t that something that you’ve already heard this week?”

-

She had been angry, now she was mad with rage. To twist the knife, for this damn little upstart to dare twist the knife! She had no words, no logical progression of thought, nothing to loose and nothing to gain. She got out of her seat and swung at the other unseelie fae.If she wanted a fight, she’d get it, Bella was more than happy to oblige. 

[bella-heartly]

She sat at Ronin’s bar, eyes red and puffy, she’d slept outside...again last night and she ached. She’d taken to stealing and had the funds to eat or drink and so, naturally, she chose to drink. Glass, after glass, the world rocked and waved and she was adrift in it, like it was some sort of sick sea, a sea just for her. SHe dropped the glass on the floor, an honest mistake, it crashed and burst, sending shards flying. 

“You’re cut off,” said the bar tender.

“Cut off?!” she shouted, indignant, frustrated, “it was a mistake, it could have happened to a sober person? How dare you! How dare you?!”

[bella-heartly]

blccdbvrn​:

Sweeping back a lock of hair from her eyes, Freyja stepped back from the human she had been feeding from. They dropped like a stone, suddenly and without warning, hitting their head on the damp stone wall. There was a groan of pain, that Freyja nodded her approval of. She had only arrived. No point going on a killing spree so soon into her holiday.

“Someone will come along eventually darling.” Freyja told them, in a tone that could almost be mistaken for caring. Slipping a silk napkin from her coat pocket, she dabbed elegantly at the corners of her lips, despite knowing well enough that she hadn’t spilt a drop. Tucking it back into her sleeve this time, Freyja stepped over the hunched body as it it meant nothing to her before disappearing into the darkness of the alley and appearing at an opening a few streets away from the scene of the crime.

“Now-” she smiled at the person closed to her “-I’d love a nice bottle of Chardonnay. Care to join? My treat of course.”

-

Bella had no home, no people to go back to, Mab had seen to that, seen to it that she would be alone. Perhaps for the first time in her life she felt afraid, vulnerable and it made her angry. She couldn’t hide out in the woods forever, the last thing she wanted was for there to be rumours of her death, how pathetic...

She was lost in her thoughts when a voice cut through the fog, an unfamiliar one, belonging to an unfamiliar but very beautiful face. Bella tilted her head, “I might be convinced,” she said, “not at Ronin’s bar I hope.”

[bella-heartly]

Consequences

Trips back into the unseen world were a rarity for Belladonna since she’d arrived at Cresthill but dropping the glamour had been such a treat, she couldn’t pass it up. There was nothing there for her, in the land of giant glowing mushrooms and fae castles, nothing but her queen and a renewal of her purpose.

She arrived beneath one of those giant glowing Mushrooms, looking up at it fondly, she looked forward, tilting her head, she grinned a wide, sharp toothed grin. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t my favourite courtier, Boggs.” she said to the shorter, wider fae.

“Personal messenger to her royal highness, actually.” he corrected.

“Oh, my mistake,” she said. She examined one of her long, shark, dark fingernails, “so would you care to tell my why I was summoned here then?”

“Her majesty has concerns,” said Boggs, satisfaction laced in every syllable.

She glared at him, “concerns?”

“About the quality of your work,” he inhaled sharply, “the Windhams and Marshes aren’t at each other’s throats anymore, are they?”

“Well, no, but that isn’t my fault!”

“The queen doesn’t wish to hear your excuses!” snapped Boggs.

“The queen isn’t here!” she countered.

Boggs smirked, “oh, isn’t she?” he said, but he sounded…

“Oh…” her eyes widened and she backed away.

Dark smoke pooled around Boggs feet, swirling up and up, obscuring him completely before fading to reveal the queen of air and darkness herself standing there, towering now above her. Belladonna trembled, dropping to her knees, “your highness,” she squeaked out.

“Belladonna, you’ve gotten pathetic since I last saw you,” she said with a sigh, “oh, and I had such high hopes for you. Setting burger kings on fire? Really? Is that what you believe chaos is?”

“You weren’t there, you couldn’t know how stubborn hey got.” she said through gritted teeth. “Give me another chance, give us another chance, I can ruin things again, I swear it.”

The queen was quiet, she smiled smugly down at Bella for a long time. Taking slow steps closer to her, the queen knelt down next to her, “but you’ve betrayed me, betrayed our kind. You are all to blame but someone must take that on.”

“No,” Bella breathed out.

“As my representative in town you have dishonoured me,” the queen sneered, “you’ve made me look a fool and for that I should kill you.”

Kill her? Not an altogether horrible fate, “I did what you asked me to.”

“No you did not. For the crime of pissing m off and refusing to take responsibility you are banished from my court. Leave here, leave the Cresthill frollick and go rot in the woods, get captured by casters like your stupid parents did”

Banished? Banished? From her queen? Mab? “Please, I love you my queen, I would do anything, let me make this right.”

“Don’t beg creature,” said mab as she stood. “You have thirty seconds to remove yourself from my sight.”

Bella did as she was told, she unfurled her wings and flew away, from her queen, from her purpose.

[bella-heartly]

melanie--james​:

Melanie kept her hand firmly around her knife whenever the other spoke. Something about the brunette was off-putting, and she wondered if she needed an iron or a silver knife. In that moment, she couldn’t remember which one she had placed on her belt before meeting George. “Tell me who you are.”

“My name is Bella, Belladonna Heartly,” she said, “now you tell me who you are.”

[bella-heartly]

melanie--james​:

Panic. Panic. Panic. Melanie walked back and forth on a path near the Marsh house. She had called 911 and fled. The love of her life was dead, murdered, attacked, and she had found his body. She had fucked up running away, but it wasn’t her. She wasn’t the one that killed him, just the one that found him. 

Breathing heavily, she leaned against a tree, tears rolling down her face. George was dead. He was really fucking dead. She took a deep breath, but it didn’t feel right. The sound of footsteps brought her to attention, standing straight, her hand on the knife at her side. “Who’s there?”

She shrugged, “oh, nobody all that important,” she said, walking near but not close “I had the sense that something awful was happening and came to see for myself. Who are you?”

[bella-heartly]

unseelie-attali​:

The jogger kept crawling backward. Backward, and backward, and on top of that, outright crying as he did so, all the while Joseph kept tiptoeing and spinning forward, because he felt like putting on a performance today.

Joseph had never been a good dancer. By the standards of his species, he was quite uncoordinated. But as far as humans were concerned, he might as well have the ability to walk on water, and he adeptly made a little dance out of jumping from rock to rock, from log to rotted log.

“Wait, hold on, I-” Spores! So many of them. And he could feel something right and magical about them. Like a child catching snowflakes, he held out his hand and watched them land in his palm.

He looked up at Bella, only just realizing she was the cause of them, and he watched as she fluttered down from the tree. 

He watched her. She reminded him of someone. Of a particularly cruel faerie in his frollick, one who liked to make up cruel poems on the spot when she used her powers. He almost got lost in the memory, Bella’s face blending with the faerie from his past. For a moment, he wondered if the spores were affecting him. 

But the thought left him, and Bella took his hand and led him up the tree to climb.

Thanks to his winglessness, he got good use from his legs. First, he jumped. He grabbed the nearest thick branch and he held on, pushing his feet against the base of the tree to push himself up. The rest was easy; all he had to do was pull up, push off, and keep going.

Joseph positioned himself on the side of the tree opposite Bella, tempted to hang upside down from the branch. But, he waited. “So…. what now?”

TW: gruesome body horror and torture

She watched, seated next to him as the hiker stumbled about, toward a tree, trying and failing to climb up, closer to the light. The spore was imperfect and Bella was nowhere near as powerful as the queen of air and darkness, she’d seen her create a spore that would drive a mortal mad before bursting forth from their skull. Bella’s take was a little simpler and only possible with the energy of another Seelie and a very weak mortal. It was less of a spore and more of a poison and it was very inspired by Mab’s

“Why stab a man through the heart…” she mused.

The hiker stumbled around, they began to scream and froth at the mouth, being driven mad by the spores, setting root, causing pain and hallucinations.They bled from their nose, ears and eyes, falling to the forest floor, writhing in agony. The suffering and chaos that filled the air was tantalizing, all leading up to the climax. The Hiker’s hands searched the pockets of their coat, emerging, gripped onto a swiss army knife.

“…when you can simply help them to do it themselves?”

The hiker flipped open..the screwdriver? They flipped it open and plunged it into their chest.Unfortunately, in their mania, it didn’t go deep. Bella let out a long sigh, content to watch their victim struggle and suffer for hours still, “if you have somewhere you need to be, you may want to help them out.”

[bella-heartly]

wolfiebandit​:

The girl was right in a way, it was kind of depressing to see someone sitting alone, and she was already there for a few hours, it was time for a break, so she just followed the flow, "I agree. Well, welcome to the loners table, I just ordered food and drink, so feel free to get what you want. I’m Bandit by the way” 

“Bella,” she said, offering her own name. She knew a bit about Bandit before she approached her, she made it her business to know who the Windhams and Marshes were so she could wind them up. “and I think you mean, the former loners table...unless you mean you feel alone in my company?”

[bella-heartly]

wolfiebandit​:

She was at the cafe, having her brunch. She liked to have mornings all to herself, so she could plan her day. The agenda was open on the table while she took notes. The woman heard the chair drag and lifted her face to face the unwanted guest, a confused expression on her face

“Mmmm excuse me? This table is taken” 

“Oh, I know,” she said with a smirk, “that’s why I sat here, it’s horribly lonely to sit by ones self, wouldn’t you agree?” 

[bella-heartly]

💆‍♂️ - brushes hair from my muse’s face [Zachary]

Not for the first time the frustrated fae considered chopping all her hair off, the wind kept blowing it all in her mouth. While the wind’s antics were fun at first they were now tiresome. Zachary had been the last person she expected to offer such a gentle gesture as to brush it from her face. “You’re just doing this to get under my skin,” she said, sizing him up, “trying to prove we’re a gentleman and not a monster, hm?” She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes, looking up at him with a wicked grin. 

[bella-heartly]

zacharygable​:

The constant reminder of his sister through the conversation was making him more agitated, and missing her at the same time. “I’m not a bad person.” He was trying to convince himself as well as her, but he was going to try and not let that show. Whatever hold she had over him was bad enough already. “I’m not doing anything. I’m not a bad person.”

“You aren’t are you? I suppose we’ll see, this town has a way of drawing out a the worst in people, we’ll soon see how bad you can be,” she said with a nod, “yes, yes, we’ll see, we’ll see, we’ll see.” She turned from him and started to walk away.

[bella-heartly]

zacharygable​:

Her giggle seemed to rock him to his core. Zachary didn’t understand what she was doing, or why, but he did know that he was getting increasingly more agitated and frustrated. “You think I’m this big nasty monster? So what if I am then? What if I admit it? Then what will you do?” He asked, spitting his words out harshly. Nobody had got him this worked up since his uncle, and he resented how it made him feel.

“Oh, I don’t know,” she said, she really hadn’t planned that far ahead, “whatever suits me I guess...but you won’t say such a thing about yourself, I can tell, you’re trying to feed the good wolf but...if you starve the other it may grow desperate. Tell me, if you were starving, what might you do to escape?”

[bella-heartly]

nixie-ferrin​:

“You’re just a pussy.” Nixie joked, knowing that the fae was right. “Or maybe we could get rid of a disgusting restaurant? Do the town a favor.”

She pouted at the insult, she was careful, not a coward, well...sometimes she was careful. “Well...I heard they’re trying to open a burger king. It sounds a bit presumptuous to call oneself the king of burgers...and there will be so much oil there as well.”

[bella-heartly]

nixie-ferrin​:

“I feel like the town hall might be a bit boring. I was thinking the Marsh house.” Nixie smirked, gripping the other’s hand tighter.

“If you want to set the Marsh house on fire we will need to plan a little more extensively,” she said, “The Marsh princess knows my scent so if she’s around she will raise the alarm certainly.”

[bella-heartly]

zacharygable​:

Zachary’s jaw clenched tightly, it taking more strength than he would care to admit to try and hold back everything that he truly wanted to say to Bella. He flinched and pulled his face away slightly as her hand grazed his cheek, shaking his head. “So what if I am? A monster I mean? It doesn’t change anything, it probably makes it worse.”

She giggled as he jerked away from her touch, she did have that affect on people. She shook her head and sighed, “Sweet Zachary, the longer you deny your nature the bigger the mess you’ll make,” she said, tilting her head, “so, keep denying it for me. would you? I do love a good mess.” It was a little hint as to what kind of being she was, though she didn’t expect him to put it together. Really, she had no goal beyond making him personally upset at that moment, she could tell he was a real seelie kind of wolf, boring on their own but fun to mess with.