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📖 Sonia H.

" The first day of University was, as many other first days, kind of stressful. I have lived all my life here so luckily, I know some people, and in fact, I’ve been able to see some of my best friends almost every single day since then, which made the new experience a tad less overwhelming.

That was already a year ago, and we all already know most of the nooks and crannies of this place, and we also got to meet new people, which is always nice.

The thing is, and I know you’re aware of it, some people have just this… ability to stand out; Because of how they dress, because of how they talk, or just because of how they are. It is also not a secret that some students are better than others, just because they’re inherently good at studying or simply because they care more about their future.

I’ve realised people tend to create small communities- This is nothing new, but it’s interesting to observe nonetheless, and some of these above-average students usually don’t even try to interact with other people that much and already have their own circles. I’m not complaining about it.

The thing is… there is this student, Sonia, who really stands out, and not for any of the reasons I mentioned previously. Everything begain six months ago or so, and then it started escalating too quickly:

Sonia is not from here so she didn’t know anyone, but luckily for her, she’s pretty cute, and quickly made friends. Honestly, her confidence was admirable: She was so casual yet respectful, friendly yet formal, and funny yet committed.

But for some reason, some unknown reason, as smart and sceptical as she was, she started gaining interest in stuff like occultism… or astrology- I don’t really know, the thing is, it was weird for her. This didn’t affect her popularity at school, as a matter of fact, I think this made her more… relatable.

“She's just not this superior being.” I’m sure people thought.

But as the months went by, she started behaving more erratically, and even started missing school pretty often. Rumours say she joined a cult!

But that’s not possible… Sonia? In a cult? Ok, I didn’t know her for that long, but it just didn’t seem like her. I mean, it’s true there have been some bizarre things happening around for the last few years… but Sonia in a cult? I didn’t want to believe that.

One day though, she started talking about how… Satan is already wandering the Earth and how she was going to be used as a vessel for a greater good or something like that. I know this just because she was being blatantly loud to another student she briefly kidnapped in the hallway, and one of my friends heard it.

Sonia got on a slippery slope and her downfall was happening at a really fast pace. A couple of months ago it seems like she was yelling nonsense in one of the stalls of the cafeteria restroom and the emergency services were called, but when they came, she was confused because she didn’t recall yelling.

After this incident, she missed school for a week or so, and not only that, but no one was able to contact her.

We thought she was admitted to a mental hospital or something, that would have made sense, but to everyone’s surprise, she came back days later. And it didn’t look like her- I mean, it was her, it looked like her- But it wasn’t her.

She had this sort of lost and empty stare, as if she was looking right through you, she barely blinked or moved her eyes, and walked in a really stiff manner, barely talked too.

From this moment on, everyone stopped talking to her. She had this creepy, big smile all the time, and she would stare at you in class with her beady blue, wide-open eyes. You could feel her gaze penetrating into your bones… just talking about it I get goosebumps.

Strange things are still happening, not just with Sonia, but all around us. A couple of days ago the local hospital was robbed, but they only took a few bags of blood…

“Vampires? People were talking about a cult, maybe it’s related.” I thought, then I sighed and went to bed.

I had the weirdest dream, I was walking alone, in the middle of the night in one of the hallways of our University, the moonlight was shining through the windows, and at the end of the corridor I could see a red glow coming out of one of the classrooms, I walked towards it.

 I opened the classroom’s door and there she was, Sonia, kneeling on the ground, painting what looked like a giant pentacle with blood… Blood that was coming out of some blood bags from a hospital. Behind her, a weird glowing book, with inscriptions I wasn’t able to decipher.

Sonia was staring at me so intensely, I started hearing whispering voices when suddenly a thoroughly intense pain invaded my chest and head, I couldn’t look away from her penetrating glaze, the voices and pain kept getting more and more intense, I felt despair, I felt like I wanted to kill myself, it felt as if I was in Hell- No, it felt as if Sonia was the impersonation of Hell. "

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The next morning, another student passed by their room and the door was wide open, inside, the bed and walls were soaked in blood and guts, as if someone exploded.

When authorities arrived, they realised there was something written in the ceiling with more blood, that something read as “Sonia Hell”.

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📷 Photo shoot with the Monsters (Naked versions) 🔞

Fi, Kinta, Masha, and Yeire (Halloween, 2024)

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📷 Photo shoot with Kinta the Werewolf 🐺

Kinta is a pretty fancy-looking werewolf, very graceful and snobbish- but a werewolf, nonetheless.

Growing up around her 7 other male siblings made Kinta tough, resilient and independent, but lost most of that once she became an actress, even if her career was brief due to an accident.

That doesn't mean you'll be able to take advantage of her, mind you, she still transforms into a dangerous, uncontrollable creature once a month or so.

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🎵 Teaser

I know you want to touch, Everyone does, But trust me, I don't even need to show you much.

Your mind will do the rest, I'm so blessed, That you're obsessed, I can feel it in your chest, I will test, Your wild imagination, Drives my dedication, With no exploration, But Incantation, This sensation, Deprivation, Of your senses, Lower those defenses.

It's not me, It's just you, Thinking hard, About what we could do.

I am not a pleaser, I am a teaser.

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🎵 Bed Sins

Let's not let the time we spent be in vain, Come here, get in bed, We are not going to the oneiric plane, We are getting insane over...

Your thighs, your feet, Your lips, so sweet, Your beautiful eyes, your chest, Your laugh, your screams, Your blood, your meat.

in this comfy square, We are not gonna fight, It might look like wrestling, But it will be just us two Getting tight the whole night, Out of sight, pure delight!

Oh, you wanna invite someone over? Sure, that's totally fine.

Your brother, your neighbor, Or your mom, she's so jolly, Your niece, your therapist, Your dog, or your aunt Molly, That guy across the road who's ugly as a toad, Your bestie, or a beast, The mayor, or the priest, The local baker, a referee, Your advocate- wait, hold on, that's me!

I do hope you are not religious, And please don't tell the law, Because you're in to perform some raw Bed sins.

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🎵 Bite Marks

Can see you right there standing so still, Can smell your scent from this far away, Can hear your heartbeat, it's music to my ears, Can almost taste ya, I need to get closer, and I sure will.

Goin' to sink these four canines so far in, Where the muscles hide under that fuckin' nice skin, Pain's temporary, bleedin's temporary, Joy's temporary, wounds are temporary.

Wanna feel your juicy salty sweat, Mixin' with my thick, sweet spit, I don't wanna hold it in, My mouth starts waterin' just thinkin' about it.

Cuz those are my bite marks! Cuz those are my bite marks! Cuz those are my bite marks! Cuz those are my bite marks!

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📖 Bun's Christmas party

It’s December, a sharp, cold wind reigns outside. This year, Bun got invited to a Christmas party.

Her contribution to the most obscure part of society led her to become pretty famous amongst a certain type of individuals. Bun, of course, doesn’t care about this.

In the last year, she met a lot of people, some more willing to understand her true purpose more than others, but that didn’t stop Bun from helping them- In her own way.

Broken ribs, swollen eyes, torn ligaments, concussions, ripped off fingernails, fourth-degree burns, and anything else you can think of.

But she lives for this.

The 3rd of November Bun attended an appointment she had with a client, and at the end of their session, the client invited her to this party in December…

CLIENT: “Listen…” Taps on Bun’s shoulder as she was about to leave their flat.)

BUN:(Turns around in silence.)

CLIENT: “Next month, there’s this party-” Stays in silence for a couple of seconds.) “Nevermind.”

BUN: “What is it?” (Says while tiling her head a bit.)

CLIENT: (Shakes their head.) “I just thought you would like to come- I feel like the kind of people that will attend would like you.” (Says while pinching the bridge of their nose.)

BUN: “I see…”

CLIENT: “There will be drinks, and music…” (Gesticulates with their hands.)

BUN: “Aww, I appreciate the invitation, but I should be a little bit wary of big gatherings- For the moment, at least~”

CLIENT: “Oh, of course, completely understandable…” (Nods.)

BUN: “On the other hand, I’m intrigued… Text me the details, just in case~” (Says as she closes the front door while leaving.)

And that, they did.

The days went by, the client couldn’t stop thinking if Bun would appear at the party, “She read my message, but didn’t answer…”, they thought.

Days turned into weeks, and finally the day of the party arrived, December 24th.

It’s almost 11pm, the sky has been dark for hours, and the only things bringing some life into that old, isolated street are the street lamps, and the house where the party is happening.

From the outside, the faint bass of a really weird playlist was the only indication that something out of the ordinary was happening in there.

A living room filled to the brim with young adults, all of them drinking, chatting, and dancing.

Plastic cups, sticky stains, paper plates tossed around, glass bottles lying on the floor, stacked pizza boxes, and empty beer cans. The place is anything but clean.

CLIENT: “I knew she wasn’t going to come.” (Sips from their plastic cup.)

PARTY GUY A: “Dude, since that boxing competition she gained a lot of popularity, I wouldn’t be surprised if she was really in danger now.”

PARTY GUY B: “In fact, I don’t think this would be a safe place for her- Take a look around you!”

As much as the client was a reasonable person, that guy at the party was right. Almost everyone around them looked really questionable, they were told not to judge a book by its cover, but they all attended that party for the same reasons.

People passed out on couches, some of them intimating against the corridor’s wall, there are even a couple of fights going on at the moment, and the front door is wide open for people to come and go as they please.

And one of the people that came was Bun.

She quickly realised what kind of party that was, and eagerly made her way into the house.

Most people didn’t know who she was, or still thought she was just a myth, but as soon as someone recognised her, she became the center of attention.

She didn’t even reach the living room when she realised she was already surrounded by lots of people staring at her, and since they knew who she was, the only thing they wanted from her was clear.

Bun has some ground rules her clients have to accept before each appointment, she’s not crazy, and even if she was a little bit excited for what was about to happen, she was also worried. At the last moment, someone pulls her from her arm into the reading room and locks the door.

Bun falls butt first onto the floor.

PUNK GIRL: “Sorry- Are you ok?”

Bun stands up while looking around, the room has two leather armchairs, a small glass top coffee table, in front of it a bookshelf that reaches the ceiling, and in a corner, a Christmas tree lit up with some gifts underneath.

PUNK GIRL: “Hello?”

BUN: “Better than ever~”(Smiles at her.)

ROCK GIRL: (Shakes her head.) “Are you famous or something?”

BUN: “Kind of.” (Sits on one of the armchairs.)

PUNK GIRL: “What did you do to have a bunch of losers want to put their hands on you?”

BUN: “Losers?” (Tilts her head.)

PUNK GIRL: “Clearly you don’t belong here…” (Sighs.) “We are all here to… get busted and drown our problems.”

BUN: “Aww, don’t say that… You are not a loser~”

PUNK GIRL: (Scoffs.) “Girl, trust me, I’m not better than anyone else in there-” (Points to the door.)

BUN: “What did you do?”

PUNK GIRL: “For being too… explosive- I don’t know why I’m telling you this-” (Rolls her eyes.)

BUN: “I can help you.”

PUNK GIRL: (Hands on her hips.) “I wasn’t asking for help.”

BUN: (Stands up.) “That’s why I’m here, silly, to help people like you~”

PUNK GIRL: “Are you laughing at me?!” (Says while grabbing Bun by her shirt’s neck.)

BUN: “Come on, hit me.” (Says while smiling.)

PUNK GIRL: (Lets her go.) “What? You’re such a weirdo, maybe you do belong here after all…” (Says while unlocking the door.)

BUN: “Wait.” (Grabs her hand.) “You have a lot of repressed feelings, right?”

PUNK GIRL: “Let me go!”

Angrily, she pushes back Bun too hard and hits the coffee table, breaking it. A fairly sharp glass shard goes through her hand.

PUNK GIRL: (Gasps.) “OH GOSH, SORRY! Y-You need to call an ambulance!”

Before the rock girl can say anything else, Bun stands up, and pulls out the glass shard out of her hand, like nothing. The wound heals in seconds.

PUNK GIRL: (Looks at her, stunned.) “What are you…”

BUN: “Your Christmas present.”

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📷 Photo shoot with Masha the Ghost 👻

Just as Casper, Masha is not a scary or even a mean ghost.

He might be between "here" and "there", an eternity in limbo until he can finally rest in peace, but Masha's pretty chill bout it. Don't get scared by his echo-y voice, he only wants to chit-chat.

Might get a little too touchy and possessive (in the literal sense) when he gets the opportunity, but you'd feel needy too in his situation...

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📷 Photo shoot with Fi the Fairy 🧚

Fi might look fragile, vulnerable, or even naive like any other fairy, but although small, she is pretty bold and has a strong personality.

She might not be able to shapeshift, but can become invisible, create illusions, and deceive just for fun, since Fi's known for being a rather intrusive prankster.

Some have ended up injured because of her pranks, so... be wary.

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🎵 Oh, Blanca

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All of my characters

First of all, there's me, Vanilla (I am my own character)

Van (Her real name is only known by Sam)

Sam (Not their full name, unknown full name)

Ren (Her full name is "René")

Val (His real name is not known by any other character)

Blanca

Lara (Not her real demon name, which is just not pronounceable or writeable)

Kati

Mindy

Yeire

Kinta

Fi

Masha

Bun (Nickname, real name is not known by any other character)

Al (His full name is "Alsayf")

Bel (Her full name is "Anabel")

Farce (Her real name is only known by her twin sister)

Zanni (Her real name is only known by her twin sister)

Sonia H.

Taba (Goddess' name towards humanity, although humans can't say her name)

Reina

Flora

Nona (Her name towards humanity)

Karma (Her name towards humanity)

Lab rat (Doesn't have a name anymore)

Unknown (Has no name yet, he's an ox)

Unknown (Has no name yet, she's a ram)

Boy (Not his human name, human name is lost)

Freddie (Not his human name, human name is lost)

Heavy Machinery (Not their human names, human name is lost)

Kelvin (Not his human name, human name is lost)

Tangerine (Not her human name, human name is lost)

Callie

Strawberry Milkshake (Not her real name)

Nick (Not his full name, his real name is only known by his crew)

Sandra

Tina (Not her original name)

Blaire

V (VDOLL, it's actually a real-life doll I'm making, counts as a character because I want to, guess that's their name)

Watergirl (Let's say it's her name since she was one of my first OCs)

Unknown (Had a name but I forgot, he's a young ninja)

Unknown (Has no name, she's like a bootleg Kill Bill)

Paula

Nue

Unknown (Has no name, she's a tiger)

Unknown (Has no name, he's a dog)

Wrys

Hissy McHissface (Sadly for her, her real name)

Annie (Her real name is Anne)

Charlie

Cheeseter

Maggie (Her real name is Magatha)

Unknown (Has no name yet, idk random character)

Gus

Anne (And her toys, which I won't count)

Qora (Not their human name)

Lira (Not their human name)

Tera (Not his human name)

Bela (Not her human name)

Leo

Unknown (Has no name yet, they're a cat)

Unknown (Has no name yet, they're a dog)

Prika

Prika (Another one)

Maya

Astrid

Callie (Shared OC with a friend)

Ruth Rawks

Unknown (Goth elf, no name yet)

Unknown (Advocate demon, no name yet)

Unknown (Angel, no name yet)

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📓 Meet the Twins 👯

These two hot mommies are actually terrible human beings.

Zanni and Farce are sisters and they love each other, like... a lot. Oh, and you know what else they like a lot? Kids. Unattended kids at funfairs.

Zanni works mainly as a jester but also does "funny" magic tricks, and Farce is an excellent mime, but also a very good acrobat.

What one of them starts, the other finishes.

Farce, as a mime, can materialize anything she mimics. Zanni doesn't have any superpowers but can do wonders with organic matter.

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These two are some of my favorite characters. And it's because they are disgusting.

I have a lot of unethical characters that are pretty funny (or that's my point of view anyway), but having a couple of sisters who are deeply into incest, gore and like to hurt kids in their circus plays? That's just how they are, I don't have to like them, no one has to. It's part of making characters.

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Bun's belated Valentine's 💘

The last stage in Bun's life.

As you might know she has a superpower, she can regenerate herself rather quickly- and she also feels something rather unique towards this quirk.

I don't want to explain everything- I think the image might already speak for itself but let's just say her "activities" are rather unethical and one day she was (or will be) caught.

She's not crazy, you believe her, right?