VOIID3D - an independent appalachian gothic horror oc FINCH BARNETT from the infamous barnett family massacre case.
✝✝✝ exploring themes of - missing 411, a horror in the holler, survivors guilt, don't go into those woods after dark, coming back different, satanic panic of the 1980s, looking into the void & it looking back, the american nightmare, and self discovery in the form of falling apart completely. - includes triggering content such as abuse, violence, gore, and drug use.
sister to : @massacr3d
established may 2024 - low activity 21+ blog written by nikki she/her 29
this blog is low activity !!!
i work full time and have a busy life, as well as having ADHD that often leads me to go through intense phases with my inspiration and focus to write and focus on other hobbies in my life. so i will disappear sometimes for weeks at a time so please never mistake my lack of replying for a lack of interests in our thread ily!
this is a 21+ blog and will contain triggering content, i will do my best to tag everything as tw trigger but don't hesitate to message me if i miss something
i love plotting, i love shipping, i love platonic relationships pls just give me all of the above!
the rest is simple just don't bring drama here and don't be a dick:)
ABOUT
name: finch barnett
date of birth: 1/28 age: 22
place of birth: eastern kentucky
zodiac: aquarius
species: human
gender: female, she/her
orientation: lesbian
occupation: stealing mainly
current location: drifter
height: 5'6
scars: random scars from childhood
modifications: multiple ear piercings
hair/eyes: long & wild dark brown hair, hazel eyes
style: lots of layers, clothing stolen or taken from lost & found, jeans, t-shirts, sweatshirts, skirts, most of which have holes or stains
education: high school drop out
economic status: poor
habits: drinking, drugs, and cigarettes
it was a stale night in mid July when Charles Barnett took the family axe and gruesomely murdered his wife and three children. this would become known as the infamous Barnett family massacre. however, two of the five children survived. fifteen year old Finch, and eighteen year old Forest. Finch only narrowly escaped with the help of her brother who put himself in front of the swing of their father's axe in place of her. he told her to run and she did. panicked and dizzy through those heavily wooded mountains, she disappeared among the timber. finch was presumed dead, all fingers pointing towards forest who would now be the only known survivor of the massacre, whispers of satanic sacrifices spreading through the hills & hollers. he would be wrongfully accused and charged for the murders and eventually put on death row. years later as if reappearing through thin air, finch was found stumbling dazed and suffering from amnesia along a vacant highway near where the barnett family home once stood. this sparked a media frenzy. where had finch been all these years? she was what some would say as being "unstable" and ultimately was placed in a mental hospital where she would eventually escape, running to those endless stretches of road, on a journey to piece together who she was and what had happened. a girl living in fragments.
*punching air* work is finally kinda KINDA slowing down, I still have barely any free time but damn do I miss you all and miss writing, hopefully I will be able to be back here soon !!!
a quick thank you for everyone who has been sticking around during my lack of writing phases! Work has been absolutely physically destroying me and by the time I get home I pretty much pass out but I have soooo much muse and wanna write and plot sooo badly and will be trying my damndest so anyway if you're reading this you're a real one
it is always a complicated situation when friendships turn into feelings. beverly is no stranger to it all. she likes finch, hell, she might even love the girl. but is she willing to admit it? what did she have to loose? already the town slut in people's opinions, already labeled an outcast and a loser. finch is the one place her soul is happy and yet she can not even accept it for herself. she is so scared. it shows in her green eyes glancing at her best friend and then the floor, uncomfortable.
finch is the only one who knows beverly truly. instantly they formed a bond built around trauma and secrets and everything in between maybe a few stolen kisses while high, and yet she is a coward who can not express how she truly feels. beverly takes a step back from the door silently conveying her choice. this conversation is over.
" go home, finch... " her voice once sweet is now sour and demanding. her green eyes flashing silently. even now, beverly is doing everything to protect her. it is for her own good she thinks and starts to close the door.
her dad was in town again - his truck waiting in the driveway when she had gotten home from school earlier that afternoon like a bad omen. family dinner turned violent as always, leaving finch with a fat lip and a faint bruise. it was her fault. she had never quite learned how to bite her tongue and that mouth of hers had gotten her into trouble more times than she could count. it was only when her dad was far gone into a drunken oblivion that she dare sneak out the front door and rush out into the biting rain with one thing in mind - beverly. she was her best friend, her safe space, the only person who could understand and make things better. except there was a problem, finch had feelings for her, and she had ever since they first met. she tried to hide it, afraid of losing the friendship they had built but lines got blurred and finch could feel beverly pulling away.
had her feelings been to obvious? had there been one too many accidental kisses? did finch ruin it like she always did? questions bounced around her skull as she tapped on the door, that smile on her face quickly fading to a grimace the moment she looked into those familiar green eyes. "c'mon bev, please." she resists the urge to wince at beverly's icy tone, instead she crosses her arms and narrows her brows, standing unmoving like a defiant child. "can't we just like - talk?"
