#wingsmashed

[benignantmerchant]

Starter for @wingsmashed

Oh my, well- this was certainly a pleasant sight. It’s not everyday Julia would see another woman donning trousers in lieu of a skirt. She herself had on a pair under this, but she really wanted to lay low and avoid any kind of conflict that might arise from such a rebellious act. Of course, she had the sanctuary of her home to do that sort of thing in.  “Good day to you, stranger. Art thou from around this area? I have not ever seen one dressed in such garb out before... You best be careful. Tis a shame, it suits thee quite well.” Julia gives the woman a lazy smile, leaning just a little bit in her stance. She can sense magic off of her, a very good kind she intended to stick around. 

[veratok]

  ♰  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋     :          @wingsmashed​ (for miklos)​

𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬   not yet familiar with. he turns, looking over his already-tall shoulder, finding the traveler behind him and speaking: voice bright with youth, if not soft, and still-sweet.   ❝ — and this one ? ❞

[badendbride]

@wingsmashed​

Darkness prevailed through the old homestead where Carrie had found herself in. An old noble’s home, long since abandoned in favor of newer, better climates within Wallachia; the family left due to how many attacks this home was subjected to within the last few years.

Carrie had a rudimentary knowledge of the history of the mall manor. Despite the warnings of locals of the earth around this area being cursed, the nobles disregarded the superstitions of the people and built anyways. This was five years ago. During construction people kept mysteriously dying. Supposedly, someone was even buried underneath the house’s lowest floor boards.

Six months ago was when everything came to a head: when the noble family moved in at long last to their finished home, strange happenings began. People acting out of character, things going missing, everyone growing so tired and always feeling a chill. And then, the eldest daughter of the family began to kill the servants after suffering what witnesses described as a psychotic break.

Everyone had been evacuated to another family home, including the surviving servants. Since then the house was abandoned with the exception of the seemingly possessed daughter. Regrettably she was left behind, but in her state no one would think to take her along. And for a while things were all right, but people in the nearby village were starting to disappear, too, when a fog coming straight from the abandoned house would appear every few weeks. Usually a young woman would disappear into the mist.

The latest victim was a mayor’s daughter and that was where Carrie came in.

She only went missing a few days ago. The mist created a thick blanket along the floor of the home as she walked around, exploring and investigating what could be going on in this house. Wispy fog swirled around her legs with every step she took, her pulling up her skirt so she’d have an easier time traversing. Her senses extended and her eyes peeled and sharp; Carrie would not allow herself to be taken by surprise in this house where she could sense an intense dark power...

A noise around a corner caught her attention and she stopped moving.

Unafraid, she beckoned, “Show yourself!”

[odatodeath]

✍ graham :3

MS PAINTBUNAGA

man has breakdown  after raspberry smoothie gets on his suit

[moodboardgarden]

- グラハム・ジョーンズ - Gʀᴀʜᴀᴍ Jᴏɴᴇs Mᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅ

ғᴏʀ @wingsmashed

[tragedestined-a]

@kitsujoo​ replied to your post:

Maybe bicurious!

@odatodeath​ replied to your post:

Heteroflexible is a thing that MOSTLY describes that, but saying she is bi with a strong male preference is an option, too... I agree labels are hard tho lol ngdjg

@wingsmashed​ replied to your post:

Plenty of bi people have preferences for one gender over the other--and usually that attraction feels a little different for each gender? my own attraction to women feels different than my attraction to men.

(( Thank you all for your input ! ^^ I had forgotten about a couple of those labels...and yeah, there are definitely bi people who have preferences for one gender over the other. And I agree —– even though I’m a bi woman who doesn’t have a preference, my feelings of attraction for women definitely feel different than my feelings of attraction for men. XD ))

(( Preferences and types of attraction are something I’ve definitely taken into consideration with my muses I’ve already labeled as bi or pan. Sakon doesn’t have a preference, while Kiyomasa leans towards women but can still feel attracted towards men. Then there’s Katsuie, who can feel attraction to anyone, but who doesn’t feel attracted to someone until he has bonded with them on a really deep level over a fairly long period of time. ))

(( And then there’s the whole —– how well does my muse understand themselves and who they’re attracted to ? For example, my Katsuie has such a HUGE crush on Oichi that he hasn’t even considered anyone else as a partner, man or woman or whoever else, and just assumes that he’s straight (until he meets someone special who doesn’t identify as a woman and figures out that he isn’t straight). And since my muses are at least sort of based in history, there’s also the question of —– how much do the social norms of the time/place impact how well my muses understand who they’re attracted to ? With my portrayal of Sakon/Kiyouki, he pretty firmly identifies as bi in his Sengoku-era verses, but in his modern verse, I feel like he wouldn’t have seen/heard about as many openly gay relationships as in his Sengoku-era verses, so he’s not as sure about who he’s attracted to (hence why I labeled him as questioning in his modern verse). And also, he’s young (15 years old) and frankly not very experienced in his modern verse ! He didn’t have to grow up as fast in a (relatively) safe and stable modern verse compared to his Sengoku-era verses. Fifteen-year-old Modern!Sakon doesn’t have to be anywhere near as responsible for himself as fifteen-year-old Sengoku!Kiyouki has to. And then there’s society’s definition of ‘adulthood’ to think about, too. In his modern verse, Sakon is still considered a kid at 15 years old, but in his Sengoku-era verses (17/18 years old), he’s probably been considered a full-fledged adult for at least a few years. ))

(( Anyways, in regards to Oichi...I’ll think about her some more. ^^ She definitely has a strong preference for men, but she would occasionally feel attracted to a woman...I just need to think about how best to word that. And as for how Oichi would describe her own orientation...I feel like she’d probably consider herself questioning in both her Sengoku-era and modern verses ? Even after marrying/starting to date Nagamasa, Oichi definitely understands that she occasionally has felt / feels something for certain women, but she’d have trouble articulating what exactly that something is, and she just hasn’t interacted with enough people to feel very sure of her orientation. In her Sengoku-era verses, she’s a princess who only leaves the castle to fight for the Oda or Azai, and in her modern verse, she’s a somewhat-sheltered girl from a rich family who doesn’t really interact with other people outside of her own family and students at Basara Academy. Once Modern!Oichi is a little older and has interacted with more people (e.g. once she graduates high school and has gone to college for a couple years), though, I feel like she’d gravitate towards the ‘bi-curious’ label. ))

[aicidos]

   in this cautious dusk, hood over her head, the breath that escapes her is brief. a vague sense of threat riddled in absence alerts her, and so does alucard; they are not alone. there's a preemptive spark and a chill running along her fingertips.  “  if my travels taught anything, it is to expect people to seek their church and gather there. but, if this village is anything like gresit .  .  .  ”  they could have never left, her wandering eyes imply, almost regretfully. her attention falls to the windows, looking for any shadows. a noise on wood. anything.

   “  could it be there is a devil nearby ?  ”  she whispers, relying on his heightened senses. so much for seeking to restock on provisions .  .  . though her hunger had been set on the back of her mind since stepping into the village.   @wingsmashed​ + cont.

[nightslain]

@wingsmashed​ said: “I want to know who you hated.” ;0 ||  “I WANT TO KNOW…” Prompts

                Your father. The thought pierces him with such immediate profundity that Leon near winces with it, quiet expression flickering with the pinch of his brow, the slight curl of his lips where a sorry frown oh so softly begins. But the words never quite leave him--only half true, a little too cruel for Leon to admit even as his chest aches with their company. A sigh parts the Belmont’s lips instead, frost-blue eyes turned downwards in their melancholy as he sweeps his sun-bright hair back out of his face. “...It might be foolish of me to distinguish the two, but...Dracula was always where I pointed the worst of my hate, as though he were somehow distinct from the man your father once was. But I can’t help but feel this is true. As Mathias, he was another soul entirely. He was...so endlessly kind. So brilliant. He was unlike any other man in genius and honour alike. I can never think of him and believe that he and Dracula are one and the same, even when I know it in my heart to be true. Who he became...”

                 The smile is forced, strained and slight and bittersweet as Leon wrings his hands in the vale of his lap. “Dracula as I knew him was only an unsightly mockery of who your father used to be. And oh, how I hated him. It was easier to hate him when I believed he was not the man I once so admired. That this man I cherished was not the same as he who stabbed me in the back with so little feeling. It was easier than grieving, even if a part of me never ceased to. Even now.”