#flk: nina

[seokmashu]

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you come into my house-

[nana-writes]

Hey! 😊 I just found your blog (nice content, I like it a lot) and saw you're open to asks so... Who are your favourite OCs at the moment? Would you tell about them a little, please? 😊

oh thank you! That’s very sweet of you.

Currently, I think I’m most in love with Lor and Nina.

Lor is an agender person. They started off as a DnD character, a blue tiefling monk with religious tattoos that granted them abilities, as well as their own tattoos. They are now the MC and one of the two POV characters of my folklore wip (here). I haven’t posted about that yet so this is actually the first post! In that, Lor is a born werewolf whose parents died when they were really young, and who ended up in an orphanage. Raised there, they ran away at 11 when they first turned - scared shitless and unware of what was going on. They did manage to sort themselves out eventually, and by the time the story starts Lor is happily settled: at 23 they have a pack, they share an apartment with their long-term girlfriend Oriana (a turned wolf) and they have a bit of a reputation for helping lost souls among the wolf communities.

Nina also started off as a DnD character (an adorable, winged pink tiefling wizard) and continues on as a witch in the folklore wip. Tho she is only a secondary character in it, I do have a prequel book planned that focuses on how she met her current girlfriend and how the two got together. She is incredibly smart, though very naïve, and super sweet. Her upbringing was traumatic (yes, i have a type shhh) but that only made her far more reticent to hurt others. She was such a reprise to RP and she is just the absolute sweetest.

(they are best friends in this universe, though they never met in game)

(also, that prequel? i started it for a writing class and i got commentary on it from a cishet person that really bothered me re.: lor and nina’s gf’s pronouns (the girlfriend uses both she & they), so i just made Nina a transwoman in that universe out of spite to her)

[dangomilkies]

Xiulin: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me. Lumine: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you? Xiulin: Yes! Paimon: Paimon is starting to feel a little sorry for you.

[nana-writes]

What confuses your characters?

      Aeleine WIP [wip page, mobile-friendly, wip tag ]aeleine: genuine, selfless kindnessblight: everything xDmicah: selfless love; to be loved without being asked for anythinglilis: micah’s seemingly endless ability to forgive others and believe in them, regardless of what they show him; his attitude around this will help Lilis a lot with their own growth as a charactergabriel: same as Lilis, to be honest.faeir: the fact aeleine cares/comes to care about keeping anyone else around, and curbs her actions in order to do so. For Faeir, Aeleine and them are absolutely right in their cause and as such their actions are justified, and they won’t budge on this point.

      Folklore WIP [ wip page, mobile-friendly, wip tag, (co-author) ]nina: hoarding of knowledge. She believes knowledge should be fully accessible and does not understand why anyone would like to make it not solor: the fact that you don’t always have to be solely self-reliant, or taking care of your loved ones.temper: love and acceptance; people approaching him with the intent to befriend. (by Yves; yes, we have some *sad* characters oh dear)eliana: nina.roa: thinking :P for real now, he is very much an instincts ‘person’

[nana-writes]

6 for the one word writing prompt

6. wings (word prompt list)

      “Can I see?” Nina asked, quietly and hesitant. They were laying in bed, Eliana flat on her back and Nina straddling her waist, both women’s lips red from kissing.

      Nina means Eliana’s true form and… Eliana isn’t sure how to feel about that. Nina’s curiosity is genuine, out of a want for knowledge not any sick desire, Eliana knew that. It’s how she first fell for this witch. But… Fey were not pleasant sights for most humans. Eliana wouldn’t be surprised if Nina regretted her request afterwards if… If things changed between them.

      “Okay.” She answered finally, the utter lack of emotion in her voice telling in it’s own way. The way Nina light up at having her request answered couldn’t help but bring a soft smile to Eliana’s lips.

      “You’re going to have to move,” Eliana prompted, gently pressing her fingers into Nina’s side so she’d topple the other way. The girl followed, sliding off. Eliana waited until there was no more contact and, with a single breath, let the illusion drop.

      Illusion wasn’t really the right word, or by touch alone Nina would have been able to see what was now in front of her.

      Eliana’s true form was bigger than her human counterpart, occupying more space in the bed now. Because of the way she’d been laying her wings pressed uncomfortably against her back, out of sight, but Eliana didn’t move, letting Nina get used to her new - actual? - form.

      Nina looked fascinated more than anything else and Eliana would be lying if she claimed that didn’t send relief coursing through her veins. The witch’s eyes were following every line and sharp detail of her body, as if attempting to commit her all to memory, drink all of Eliana , all she would offer at least, in. Slowly, Nina lifted two fingers and touched the closest bit of Eliana’s skin, feeling the texture of the multicolour scale like exosqueleton that protected most Fey’s bodies. As Nina’s fingers skimmed up, Eliana spoke:

      “Careful,” she saw Nina’s head snap up and she remembered how her voice sounded different to humans when she was in this form, the power of it far more clear. It was easy to forget such a detail when it all always sounded the same to her fey ears. “You’re going to cut yourself.”

      Nina nodded, taking her advice in and watching to make sure her fingers jumped over where the scales overlapped, their edges, now that she had been warned, clearly  sharp, as dangerous as every other bit in her body seemed to be designed to be.

      “What are these?” Nina asked, very gingerly taping the very end of one of the ridges. They were uneven, some short than others, the ridges climbing higher on Eliana’s neck on one side than the other.

      “A status symbol. The more and sharper the ridges on an Ipasigurt, the more power you can assume they have.”

      “So they are connected to the contracts.”

      “Mostly, yeah.”

      “Ipasigurt,” Nina said the word slowly, the Old Language foreign in her tongue. “That’s the type of fey you are.”

      “Yes.”

      “And there are two others.” Eliana nodded.

      “Do they look the same as you?” Nina asked. Her eyes kept shifting between which of her two pairs of eyes to look at.

      “No. Nepouzdan look like… Here, can I show you?” Eliana asked, lifting her hand to touch Nina’s exposed skin but aborting the movement halfway there. It was the first time  she’d moved since dropping the glamour.

      “Of course,” Nina answered, as if it was obvious. If she noticed Eliana had asked when she never really did anymore, she said nothing.

      Carefully, Eliana reached her clawed hand and gingerly placed two fingers on Nina’s forearm. She did her best to pass along the image without making it look sacry or unsettling. It wasn’t too hard, seeing as for her this was absolutely normal.

      “Wow that’s a lot of eyes.” Nina had closed hers, focusing on the mental picture instead.

      Eliana felt a quick smile spread her lips, there and gone. “Yeah.”

      “They don’t have ridges though…”

      “No. It’s their wings that will give you the same information.”“The colour?” Nina guessed.

      “Yes.” Eliana was slightly surprised at the hint of pride in her own voice.

      Nina opened her eyes, staring intently at Eliana. “Do you not have wings?”

      “I do,” Eliana answered. She let go of Nina, shifting backwards slightly so she could raise herself off the bead. With some relieve, she let her wings open slightly, before putting herself against the pillows once more. Her wings would cramp up if she kept them like this for too long, only half extended, but one of the sides of the bed was positioned against the wall, giving her no more space. Besides, she wouldn’t want to risk hurting Nina.

      “Wow.” The aww in Nina’s voice made her almost uncomfortable. It felt… wrong somehow, misplaced.

      Nina reached out once more with her hand, towards Eliana’s wings. The fey didn’t let her, snatching her hand from midair, stopping the witch in her tracks.

      “No. You’re going to cut yourself”

      “You don’t trust me to take care of myself?” Nina asked, teasing more than anything, breathing the words into the very small space left between them, her hand still gingerly held by Eliana’s clawed one.

      “The fact you’re still flirting, that you still want to touch and kiss me in this form, validates my reticence.”

      Nina didn’t say anything to that, blushing slightly. After staring for a little bit too long, Eliana placed the witch’s hand back in the bed and shifted away slightly once again.

      “I’m going to turn back now.” Eliana stared, and waited for Nina’s nod before doing so.

      She gathered her magic all back to herself, pushing it back down, pulling all the pieces together until the glamour was in place once more. When she looked back at Nina once more, there was worry in her eyes.

      “Does it hurt you to do that?”

      Eliana pondered the question. “No,” she answered truthfully, if a bit unsure. “It’s like… Pulling on a shirt with a slightly too tight collar. It’s a bit uncomfortable going over your head but it doesn’t hurt, and afterwards you’re fine.”

      Nina stared at her as if she was parsing the veracity of her words. Except, fey could not lie so. “Okay.”

      “Can I kiss you?” Eliana asked, the space between them on the bed feeling stupidly far.

      Confusion mared Nina’s expression for a quick second. “Of course.”

      Far more gentle than usual, Eliana reached out a hand to cup her face, her lips soon following. She kissed her, slowly and with care, trying to convey everything she wasn’t quite sure how to say.

      Eliana knew the power of words but sometimes… sometimes they weren’t enough, she couldn’t help but think, as Nina kissed back just as intently.

Hope you liked it! (word prompt list)

[nana-writes]

As promised, Folklore WIP characters!

In order:

Lor - agender, queer, 23 werewolf. Ori’s partner & pack mate. POV character. 3 Words: quick-witted, capable, loyal [tag]

Oriana - female, bisexual, 24 werewolf. Lor’s partner & pack mate, Lor’s partner. PicCrew didn’t allow for showing their scars, which are claw marks down their cheek, chin and neck on the left side of her face. 3 Words: resourceful, clever, charismatic [tag]

Temper - trans man, gay, 21 seer, POV character.  3 Words: sarcastic, anxious, earnest [tag]

Roa - ?, gay, ??? spirit currently possessing the body of a teenage boy. both gender and age are concepts that don’t make much sense to spirits. eventual LI to Temper. 3 Words: aloof, intuitive, spontaneous [tag]

Eliana - ?, lesbian, born ca. 1300s Fey (Ipasigurt). Once again, age makes no sense when it comes to fey. Eliana most often presents as female when in human form, as seen in the piccrew, and uses she & they. (fey forms do not have gender variations) 3 Words: inteligent, amitious, protective [tag]

Nina - trans woman, lesbian, 26 Witch, in good terms with the local convenant but not with them. Eliana’s girlfriend, and the only one with braincells in the group. 3 Words: humble, kind, intelligent [tag]

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