[venimiss]

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒…     noémie   auclair,   an   original   character   with   crime   and   science-fiction   themes — human   experimentation   -   extreme   violence   -   addiction   -   mental   illness   -   and   more.   this   blog   will   only   accept   writers   21   and   above.   personals   and   minors   will   be   blocked   on   sight.   lore   found   on   this   blog   takes   inspiration   from   several   medias,   credit   where   credit   is   due.   [ mack.   30s.   pst.  she/her.  black. ]  

🐍. 𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘. | 🐍. 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦. | 🐍. 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢. | 🐍. 𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧.

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summary: one of three who survived the experiments issued by the faceless man, roux. as one of his snakes, noémie was trained to be a skilled assassin. unlike the other two— the constrictors; boa and python. noémie was a viper, and the only survivor of the immunization experiments. while working with roux, she developed a gift for toxicology. an obsession, really. her quick and sly nature made her a natural at infiltration, as long as her anger and lust for excitement didn't get in the way. noémie was not the best of his snakes, but she was the favorite. his name was lucien. he was roux's right hand man, and he was everything to her. he was the reason her loyalties were split. she began to notice the struggle for power between the two men as she got older, but before choice became an option, roux took it from her by tricking her into murdering lucien. with no where else to place her loyalties, roux believed she would turn to him. he was wrong. something broke inside of her that day, and noémie defected. leaving roux, the snakes, and everything she knew behind. today, she acts under no command but her own, biding her time until she can put a bullet through the faceless man's head.

✱     content warning.         this character is of my own creation, inspired by several different medias. there will be mentions of drugs, gun-violence, trafficking, death, kidnapping, torture, organized crime, snake imagery && more. i have no triggers, && will not be tagging these subjects unless asked to do so by a writing partner. please curate your space && think carefully before following @venimiss.

noémie is a morally grey character. her views ≠ my views.

i am not french, russian, chinese, japanese, or spanish. i use google translate.

✱     mutuals.         @venimiss should be considered to be a private && low activity blog. i am extremely welcoming && encouraging of other ocs. noémie is easily fit into other verses && i encourage private verses. i will rarely follow first && follow back tentatively. please give me time to follow back !! if you do not receive a follow back within a few days, it’s most likely because i don’t believe our writing styles mesh well / cannot see our muses interacting. please do not take this personally !! if i follow you, i intend to write with you, && if you follow me, i will assume the same. if a month passes without any attempt on either side, i will soft block.

memes are the quickest way to get an interaction going with me.

i am not a demanding partner, && do not want demanding partners.

i believe in roleplay community, && enjoy making friends with my writing partners.

✱     dynamics & nsft.         i am completely comfortable with shipping, provided our muses have chemistry. i am far more likely to ship with a partner who i’ve become friends with ooc. sexual content, though rare, may appear on this blog. for that reason, && for my own comfort, this blog is reserved for 21+ writers only.

noémie, at times, can be flirtatious. please do not mistake this for an interest in shipping, or an attempt to force a ship on my part.

✱     writing.         my writing && formatting are subject to change from time to time. i will use small text, bold, italics, && even special fonts. if this becomes an eye strain issue for you as my writing partner, please inform me. i will always adjust. your comfort comes before my aesthetics !!

your comfort comes before my aesthetics !!

✱     do not follow.         i am extremely heavy handed with the block button. don’t even look at any of my blogs if you support trump. i don’t tolerate racism, anti-lgbtqia+, sexism, p3dos, r*pe/non-con, incest, anti-semitism, ableism, witch hunts, or abuse. the general etiquette of roleplay applies. i will block you.

i do support calling attention to people that are genuinely harmful to others.

you should not be using ai to write with me or to write at all.

[venimiss]

shes a raging bisexual queen!! all hail!!

[venimiss]

gimme more dynamics for noémie 💋🔪

[dinah-lance]

[venimiss]

how can you say that?

❛ 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒   𝑖𝑡'𝑠   𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒.ᐟ ❜   noémie   bit   back,   and   she   bit   back   hard.   she   was   like   this   sometimes;   wild,   angry,   and   unreasonably   cruel.   especially   to   those   she   loved.   it   wasn't   fair.   she   knew   it   wasn't,   but   it   didnt   stop   her.   there   was   something   inside   of   her   that   craved   the   turmoil,   and   it   grew   paranoid   when   things   got   too   good.   ❛ 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒   𝑎   𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑧𝑦,   𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑦,   𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙   𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒   𝑜𝑓   𝑚𝑦   𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒.ᐟ   𝑔𝑜   𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦   𝑜𝑛   𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟   𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑛𝑒,   @teschmacher.ᐟ   𝑔𝑜   𝑠𝑖𝑡   𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦   𝑓𝑜𝑟   𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟   𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒-𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑   𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑠.ᐟ ❜

𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝟏𝐗𝟎𝟏 & 𝟏𝐗𝟎𝟐,      always   accepting.  ↪       always feel welcome to continue asks into threads     !!

[dreamersource]

GOTHAM 1x01 & 1x02. roleplay starters of fox's first two episodes of gotham. feel free to edit according to scenario / pronouns.

you could have gotten hurt. rookie mistake.

no rest for the wicked, eh?

can you tell me what happened?

i promise you, however dark and scary the world may be right now, there will be light.

there was nothing you could have done to stop what happened.

head up, eyes front. don't let them see you crying.

you're a cynic. a slovenly, lackadaisical cynic.

just tell me. i want riddles, i'll read the funny pages.

well, aren't you a cool glass of milk?

was that screaming we heard back there?

i very much doubt you're out of your depth, but even if you are, you know how to swim, don't you?

you kept your promise. thank you.

this is very perilous stuff you're dealing with.

you have a little danger in your eye. tell me what you plan to do with that.

i hate surprises.

you can't have organized crime without law and order.

i wasn't honest with you, but you weren't ready for the truth.

sometimes you gotta do a bad thing to do good, right?

fear doesn't need conquering. fear tells you where the edge is.

you're not a bad guy, you're just a bad ____.

you look like you crawled out of a cemetery.

this is [ place ]. you don't bend, you'll get broke.

i never lose sleep over my enemies. it's my friends who keep me awake.

you're just a little sinner like the rest of us.

did something happen that you're not telling me about?

when you get into a fight, go for their eyes.

there must be something i can do.

i'm gonna scream in about three seconds.

i assure you, your [ noun ] is not trying to trick you.

i'm not joking.

how can you say that?

well, that's disappointing.

[ pronoun ] didn't believe me.

you must be quite the scamp.

how can i help you?

we need to talk.

so, now you want to talk, huh?

those bastards nearly got you twice, huh?

you're quite a survivor.

suppose i had something you really, really wanted.

what do you got?

i've been watching you.

you're not like the rest of these crooks.

what do you mean, you've been watching me?

what makes you say that?

[cbitus]

❝   .   .   .   considering   what   i   have   to   put   up   with   ,   you   should   be   the   one   paying   me   .   ❞   as   noémie   insisted   upon   behaving   like   a   child   desperately   in   need   of   proper   disciplining   ,   amelia   found   herself   more   than   willing   to   oblige   .   (   truly   ,   this   was   the   consequence   of   placing   her   trust   in   so   called   professionals   )   .   in   reality   ,   matters   would   have   progressed   far   more   smoothly   had   amelia   simply   handled   everything   herself   from   the   very   beginning   .

❝   .   .   .   tell   me   ,   do   you   always   behave   like   such   a   brat   when   speaking   to   your   employers   ,   (   or   am   i   receiving   special   treatment   ?   )   either   way   ,   your   attitude   is   deeply   misplaced   ,   and   if   you   continue   acting   like   a   child   ,   i   will   gadly   treat   you   as   one   .   ❞

[venimiss]

❛ 𝑡𝘩𝑒   𝑜𝑛𝑒   𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑡𝘩𝑒   𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑎𝑛𝑑   𝑚𝑜𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑖𝑠   𝑡𝘩𝑒   𝑜𝑛𝑒   𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑚𝑒   𝑜𝑓   𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑎   𝑐𝘩𝑖𝑙𝑑.ᐣ   𝑖𝑡’𝑠   𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒   𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦   𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦. ❜   she   keeps   an   air   on   nonchalance,   but   her   muscles   tense   beneath   the   surface;   coiling.   if   the   worse   thing   amelia   can   think   of   is   a   child,   then   noémie   would   take   it.   it's   disrespectful,   and   untrue   (   in   this   context   ),   but   she   has   been   called   far   worse.   ❛𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟   𝑗𝑜𝑏   𝑤𝑎𝑠   𝑎   𝑠𝘩𝑖𝑡   𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑤.❜   metaphorical   fangs   protruding,   her   tone   possessing   some   bite   before   her   face   masks   with   a   mock   pout.   ❛ 𝑖𝑡’𝑠   𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑑   𝑡𝑜   𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟,   𝑖   𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤. ❜ 

 noémie   had   met an   abundance   of   people   like   amelia.   top   rung,   single-minded   bastards   and   bitches   who   managed   the   boots   on   the   ground   like   machines.   adding   another   cog   is   always   a   risk   but,   should   it   not   work,   they   have   the   money   to   supply   themselves   with   more.   ❛ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟   𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛   𝑤𝑎𝑠   𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒   𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛   𝑖𝑡   𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒   𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛   𝑡𝑜   𝑖𝑡,   𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟   𝑗𝑜𝑏   𝑤𝑎𝑠   𝑛𝑜𝑡   𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡𝘩   𝑚𝑦   𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.   𝑖𝑡’𝑠   𝑎𝑠   𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒   𝑎𝑠   𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡.   𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑚   𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑡𝑠   𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑒   𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡   𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛   𝑖𝑡   𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠   𝑡𝑜   𝑚𝑦   𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙,   𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒.   𝑚𝑦   𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛   𝑚𝑎𝑦   𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒   𝑎   𝘩𝑖𝑡,   𝑏𝑢𝑡   𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛   𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑡   𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦   𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑦𝑜𝑢   𝑐𝑎𝑛   𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑑   𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛   𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒   𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑. ❜  

[venimiss]

stink brain... brain stinky...

[venimiss]

❝ are you so self absorbed you don't realise the position you've put me in? ❞

her   expression   was   kept   neutral,   bored   even   as   @cbitus   spoke.   noémie   found   her   nagging   to   be   something   akin   to   a   mosquito   near   her   ear.   grating   and   annoying.   putain   de   merde…   noémie   couldn’t   even   bother   the   basic   respect   of   pretending   that   she   cared,   her   eyes   straying   to   her   nails,   analyzing   as   she   waiting   for   a   pause.   the   question   almost   made   her   laugh—   almost.    ❛ 𝑦𝑜𝑢   𝑑𝑜   𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑔𝑜   𝑜𝑛,   𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡   𝑦𝑜𝑢.ᐣ   𝑦𝑜𝑢   𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘   𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒   𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔𝘩   𝑡𝑜   𝑚𝑒.   𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟   𝑖𝑡   𝑎   𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒.   𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒   𝑜𝑓   𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑒. ❜   she   gives   a   wink   as   her   lips   curl   with   amusement.   she   often   had   her   fun   pulling   at   the   frayed   edges   of   the   tightly   wound.

𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒, 𝐕𝐎𝐋. 𝟑𝟓,      always   accepting. ↪       always feel welcome to continue asks into threads     !!

[videog4mes]

HOLD ME IN THE DARK. a collection of emotionally charged lyrics to scratch that angst itch. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)

baby, now that i found you, i can't let you go.

i built my world around you, i need you so.

i only make a mess of my head, especially when i'm tied up to you.

love me and you leave me, then you pay me dirt.

used to be my best friend, now friendship isn't an option.

am i enough for you, my dear?

won't you hold me in the dark?

i've tried running but only you can fix my soul.

take me home.

i've been losing myself somehow.

your father says that i ain't worth a dime.

if it all goes south and my luck runs out, will you love me?

i've been washed down the rivers of your soul.

or will you let me down?

somehow, i know we're written in the stars.

we're walking in this lie.

when i see the devil's eyes, a current travels down my spine.

can you find me?

i'm in hell. your taste, your smell, i know you far too well.

your love is poison that won't let me live.

we're all lovers searching for someone.

just say you won't let go.

i've got nothing left to give and you give me nothing now.

i'm not gonna wait until you're done pretending you don't need anyone.

i'm not ready to die, not yet.

life's never like that.

every night, i'm dancing with your ghost.

cause a one in a million chance is still a chance and i would take those odds.

if you were mine i'd never let anyone hurt you.

can i be the one?

now, the day bleeds into nightfall and you're not here to get me through it all.

i let my guard down and then you pulled the rug.

i was getting kinda used to being someone you loved.

i tend to close my eyes when it hurts sometimes.

i don't wanna be alone tonight.

i can't believe the lies that i went for.

you took my feelings and just threw them out the window.

you don't have to hurt anymore.

if you leave, will you keep the memory?

[crownmemes]

Assorted Media Sentences, Vol. 35

(Sentences from various pieces of media. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"Have you ever had to interrogate an enemy spy?"

"I didn't think you could get much stranger, and yet here we are."

"Are you're saying you're in love with me too?"

"Is that your version of an apology?"

"In all the time I've known you, you have never once taken responsibility for your litany of fuck-ups. Why are you starting now?"

"Are you so self absorbed you don't realise the position you've put me in?"

"Look around. Remember that crime scenes a three dimensional. Floors, walls, and ceilings."

"You have a gift. Don't throw it away."

"Are you really going to start the day with wine?"

"The plan you're suggesting is completely insane!"

"Keep back until I've processed the crime scene, okay?"

"I go by several names. I doubt any of them are your concern."

"I can no longer be your doctor if you're going to do this."

"Never use money to measure wealth."

"Have you just been watching me?"

"The last time you took me somewhere, it was a prelude to murder!"

"I am begging you not to do anything foolish!"

"May I ask why I've been summoned here but then asked to wait on the stairs like a member of staff?"

"Would you stop behaving like you're the only person being affected by this?"

"You don't believe that a death can be transformational?"

"Why me? Why did you choose me?"

"I am not what is called a 'civilised man'. I am done with society for reason that seem good to me, therefore I do not obey its laws."

"If you cannot hold your tongue, I will cut it out of your heart."

"I don't need you at all."

"What good is faith when it is a lie?"

[venimiss]

𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐩𝐞̀𝐫𝐞 / 𝐧𝐨𝐞́𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫

[venimiss]

[parieur]

V.01 ━━ Her answers should've been expected, the deflection wrapped in the same brand of curiosity as his own [ the kind that seeks to learn more for the sake of self-preservation rather than pure interest ], which was something he could respect. ❛❛ << That might be true... But can you blame a man for being cautious, given your line of work? >> ❜❜ He couldn't help the humorous huff at her tease. If anything, part of him had already settled on the idea he would die not as a consequence of his arrogance, but betrayed by his appetites. A feigned sigh of resignation, followed immediately by a smile. ❛❛ << If you insist. Nicolas. >> ❜❜ Not entirely a lie, he was Nicolas on one of his passports.

The glass was left on the counter with the drink unfinished [ drinking anything alcoholic, however little, with a stranger was already an indulgence he rarely allowed himself ], both hands slipping into his pockets. ❛❛ << Now, indulge me for an instant. Was the job hard? >> ❜❜ Judging by the paycheck, he could've guessed the answer... But where's the fun in that?

[venimiss]

his  caution  over  her  ‘  line  of  work  ’  is  met  with  a  coy  shrug,  and  smile  to  match  smile.  no  teeth  this  time.  could  she  be  any  more  obnoxiously  lady-like?  she  found  herself  growing  excited  over  that  resigned  sigh.  she  loved  winning,  even  if  its  only  a  game  within  a  game.  it  wasn’t  his  real  name,  of  course.  but  his  lie  went  down  smoothly  enough.  like  a  well-crafted  spirit.  not  all  of  them  did.  her  eyebrows  raised  slightly,  as  if  surprised  by  the  sudden  surrender  of  information.  the  seamless  transition  from  coy  to  something  that  floated  in  the  vicinity  of  impressed,  genuine,  and  altogether  pleased.  it  gave  the  impression  of  a  veil  lifted,  a  guard  slightly  dropped…  of  naivety.  she  rewarded  him  with  her  own  ‘  name  ’.  ❛  𝑎𝑚𝑒́𝑙𝑖𝑒.  ❜

a  moment  caution  betrayed  her,  bringing  her  eyes  down  to  the  hands  that  slipped  into  his  pockets  before  back  to  his  face.  cocky  bastard.  playing  at  nonchalance.  though,  she  wasn’t  entirely  sure  the  nonchalance  was  an  act  at  all.  which  was  a  testament  to  how  believable  it  was.  she  takes  another  sip  of  her  drink,  a  reset,  before  setting  it  down.  she  gives  a  look  to  her  suitcase  before  following  with  an  almost  sheepish  laugh.  she  held  in  her  hand  the  very  proof  that  she  was  not  as  she  appeared.  a  metaphorical  stain  on  whatever  picture  she  thought  to  paint.  of  all  the…  she  gave  a  chuckle  to  mask  her  irritation.  ❛  𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙,  𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑦  𝑎𝑟𝑒  𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦  𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟  𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑡  𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒.  𝑎𝑠  𝑖'𝑚  𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒  𝑦𝑜𝑢  𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤.  ❜  she  danced  around  the  answer.  ❛  𝑎𝑛𝑑  𝑓𝑎𝑟  𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒  𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡  𝑡𝑜  𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑡  𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛  𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑑  𝑜𝑟  𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑦.  ❜

[raesource]

injury / injured prompts

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👕 Blood seeps through receiver's shirt from a fresh stab wound.

🗡️ Press a bladed weapon into the receiver’s side.

🤕 Peel back the receiver’s bandage to reveal the infected wound underneath.

💉 Inject a painkiller into the receiver’s arm.

🏹 Yank an arrow out of the receiver’s shoulder with a swift pull.

🪢 Wrap a makeshift tourniquet around the receiver’s thigh.

🔥 Cauterize the receiver’s wound with a hot blade.

🩸 Smear the receiver’s blood across their cheek.

🦴 Snap the receiver’s dislocated shoulder back into place.

🪡 Carefully stitch the receiver's wound with steady hands.

🔫 Press the barrel of a gun against the receiver’s fresh bullet wound.

😴 Carry the unconscious receiver somewhere safe after a brutal fight.

🫳 Trace fingers along the receiver’s old scars.

💥 Slam the receiver into the ground hard enough to crack a rib.

🔪 Drag the tip of a knife slowly across the receiver’s forearm.

🩹 Apply pressure to the deep slash on the receiver’s abdomen.

🦵 Kick the receiver while they’re down.

🫦 Wipe blood from the receiver’s split lip with a rough thumb.

🔄 Twist the knife embedded in the receiver’s shoulder.

🧑‍⚕️ Lay the receiver on a operating table under harsh light.

🪏 Dig fingers into the receiver’s wound to retrieve a bullet fragment.

✂️ Clean and cut dried blood from the receiver’s matted hair.

👊 Punch the receiver to give them a black eye.

🧊 Hold ice against the receiver’s swollen face until it numbs.

🧼 Help the receiver shower / bathe after they get hurt.

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Samara Weaving photographed by Morganne Boulden for Polyester Magazine (April 2026)