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closing shifts were rough, especially when they were done alone. a heavy sigh rose from somewhere deep within helmi’s chest as she stepped out into the cool dark that was waiting for her beyond the doors of the record store, a trash bag slung over one shoulder. she walked it to the dumpster, heaving it over with a soft grunt and shivering as an icy wind cut through her, goosebumps rising all over exposed skin.

( she definitely should’ve worn a jacket. )

the witch began her trek back towards the store, but stopped a few steps in. she spotted another presence, their form illuminated by a nearby streetlamp. she paused, silently studying them for a moment as a few dead leaves danced across the pavement. “you alright?” her tone was gentle, soft and worried as concern etched itself into dainty features. helmi reached out, placing a small hand on their shoulder with a tender touch. “don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re not looking too hot.”

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have you seen HELMI NIKULA, the 21 year old WITCH in the pocono mountains? they work as a RECORD STORE CASHIER. they’re known to be STUBBORN & OUTSPOKEN, but also FREE-SPIRITED & LOYAL. their soulmate looks like TBA but who knows what will happen between them?

ALRIGHT SO hello fam i’m dee and this is my angel helmi !! i’m super excited to be here and finally play her, and i hope you guys love her as much as i do dhjfgfjdk. ANYWAY pls brace yourselves for this hot mess of an intro. if you’d like to plot with helmi, feel free to shoot me an im or just give this post a like and i’ll happily come to you !!

TW FOR ABUSE, MURDER, AND CANCER MENTIONS !

BIOGRAPHY

helmi’s home life wasn’t the greatest tbh ?? her mother was kind of an infamous witch, known for being cruel and rather sadistic. we’re talking the definition of power hungry here, y’all. she tried to mold helmi into an almost mirror image of herself, teaching her the darker side of magic and all of the ways in which it can ruin, but helmi was never built for such brutality. and while there were definitely times in her childhood where she was severely misguided, at her core, helmi’s heart was too pure.

highkey helmi would not be the person she is today without her aunt and uncle. their home was a safe space for her; where she could be angry, confused, and scared without punishment, and a place where she could unlearn the horrible things her mother taught her. her aunt spent time teaching helmi the positive side of magic, how it can mend and help. and while her uncle was only a human, a fragile man whose body had been wracked by cancer, he nurtured her kind spirit and curious ways, encouraging his young niece to put good out into the world with the time she had been given. they were more parental figures to helmi than her biological ones, and helmi couldn’t help but think of them as such.

tbh it wasn’t until helms turned thirteen that shit really started to hit the fan ?? basically her mother had grown frustrated with how stubborn helmi had become and lowkey jealous of the relationship she’d developed with her sister and brother-in-law. angry and fearing that if helmi wouldn’t become just like her, she’d one day grow strong enough to kill her, orla nikula decided that her daughter had to die first.

if helmi wouldn’t use her magic to its fullest potential, then she would. orla recruited a few coven members to help in her mission, the pack of bloodthirsty witches ripping the young girl from the safety of her bed one cold january night. they dragged her deep into the woods, helmi kicking and screaming and pleading all the way. orla planned to drain the child of her magic, assisting in stringing her own flesh and blood up like a hog about to be slaughtered. they planned on bleeding helmi until the last drop, making two long incisions on either side of her body.

she should’ve died that night, a fact helmi knows to this day. if it hadn’t been for her beloved aunt and few good souls storming the ritual that night, helmi nikula would simply be a name on a tombstone. blood magic was the only thing that kept her alive until paramedics arrived, and after some rather intensive surgery, somehow the little witch pulled through.

as one could probably guess, helmi lived full-time with her aunt and uncle after such a traumatic event. they protected her fiercely and nursed her back to health, her uncle even giving up cancer treatments in order to be able to fund the bill for helmi’s surgeries. i wish i could say this is the part where the story comes to a close and ends with a happily ever after, but tragedy would once again befall their little abode. her aunt’s bold actions didn’t go without consequence, the act of betraying her sister catching up to her in the form of a bloody end. helmi was seventeen when she lost her maternal figure, deirdre cullen found stabbed to death in her own home. 

after such a heavy loss, helmi and her uncle scrapped together what money they had left and moved a few miles to the town of east stroudsburg. she landed herself a job at the local record store and managed to graduate high school, promptly enrolling in community college in the hopes of one day graduating with a bachelor’s degree in communications. her uncle passed away during helmi’s first year of college, the cancer eating away at him as the months ticked by. 

TIDBITS

silently, helmi irrationally blames herself for her uncle’s death since he gave up his treatments to fund her recovery.

she has two long, pretty gnarly scars on either side of her body that she’s hella self-conscious about.

after she graduates college, she hopes to go into radio and become a host - possibly even have her own show.

helmi loves plants, especially succulents and cacti. she has a bunch that she tends to and loves very dearly. and she may or may not talk to them when she’s feeling down.

her favorite color is yellow, and her proudest possession by far is her freddie mercury tattoo.

her uncle got her into collecting vinyl and classic rock. her collection has become pretty extensive over the years, ranging from bands like led zeppelin and the eagles to def leppard and motley crue. however, fleetwood mac will always be her all-time favorite band.

y’know how everyone has their depression shows ?? helmi’s are king of the hill, the league, it’s always sunny, and bob’s burgers. ya girl loves her comedies.

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