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I want Artemis girlfriend now 🥺

I am going to start posting all of my RE8 writing pieces on my RE8 Blog! (With the exception of my Imagines and Incorrect Quotes) I have a new angsty little piece up for your enjoyment!

Introduction to ABΩ

MacKenzie: Here at Alpha Beta Omega we encourage you to be open with who you are and what you believe in. Vivienne: What Mac TRYING to say was if you’re lesbian or can be turned, this is the place to be. MacKenzie: That was not what I was trying to say. Vivienne: Name one person here at Alpha who’s straight. Please. MacKenzie: … Vivienne: Exactly.

LET'S GO! TIME TO GO BOTHER MAGGIE!!!

MAGGIE FUCKING WON AN AWARD!!!! Y'ALL GO AND CONGRATULATE HER!!!!!

Nikolai: Why are you upside down?

Nav, upside down: Why are you rightside up?

Liora: They are definitely plotting something.

Xenia: Maybe they’re scheming.

Liora: No, scheming looks different. They’re definitely plotting.

Vivienne: So apparently the "can't commit" thing is because of my abandonment issues.

Zoe: You...didn't know this?

Vivienne: I'm sorry, what?

Zoe: Nothing...nothing. You do you.

Movie Recommendation

Hello my lovelies I have a movie for my sapphics to watch~

This is now my favourite movie! And I mean favourite.

This movie is called Bound! You want lesbian? We got lesbian! You want mafia? Sure we got it! Murder? Hell yeah! You want cishet white man probably mentally unstable who won’t stop getting on everyone’s nerves? Yep! We got that too! 

I’ll give you a run down! Best way I can!

^ This is Corky Your fix-it dyke. Definitely a powertool lesbian. Sleeps around...Acts a LOT like Shane McCutcheon

^ This is Violet She’s lesbian. That’s all I can really say. She’s probably a Pisces 🤷

^ And this is them trapped in shibari together

SO

Corky finds herself fucking Violet. Who ends up having a boyfriend, as a lesbian. (I believe Violet is lesbian. My gaydar was beeping very fuckin loud.) The boyfriend is the cishet no one likes. Boyfriend has ties with the mafia. Cishet boytoy gets 2 mil. The Lesbians™ make a plan to take that 2 mil and run off with it. It goes without a hitch! Unless...

Writing Commissions!

Finally, I am starting commissions. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while but now since I’ve finally gotten the confidence I am going to finally start commissions.

Here is my Ko-Fi in case you do in fact want buy a commission from me or just want to help with my current goal. Now to the important stuff…the commissions.

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OCs based on music

You are to send me a song and I make an OC out of it. I usually do not design the character’s looks but if that is requested of me, I will.

Example

$25

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Scripts

This is where I make scripts! Whether it be a monologue for your theatre class or a dialogue between two or more characters. Even a script for your ASMR channel. This is what you’re looking for! Every script starts at one page. If you want more than a page it will go up by 10 dollars.

Example

Starts at $10

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Short Stories

Self-explanatory. Regular short stories are a little over 2000. Describe what you want and I will do my best to write with what you gave me.

Example

$10

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Smut

If you know, you know. If you are looking for a bit of spice for your reading enjoyment you want some smut. Now here’s the vibe. Minors, as in people under the age of 18 can not buy these. That means ID verification. You will send me a picture of you holding your ID with a piece of paper. The paper will have to say “A.I Commissions” with the current date when you message me. You can cover up your address, name, and other personal info. All I need to see is your DoB and Photo on your ID. If this doesn’t happen, I will forbid you from ever getting a commission again. 

I will send the example personally

$30

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Poems

Couldn’t forget the poems! All I need for a poem is a prompt. If not a prompt, I’ll surprise you! If you want to convey a certain emotion then tell me what emotion you want to convey and I will portray it the best way I can.

Example

$10

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Incorrect Quotes

All you need is the example

Example

$5

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Extra Notes: I can do fanfic type of things. The fandoms I can do…

MHA

Steven Universe

The Arcana

Lovestruck

Helluva Boss

Hazbin Hotel

Resident Evil: Village

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:dying noises: This is so cute 🥺

Just a little Holiday fluff I wrote for our favorite Sorceress! Happy Holigays, folks 😊♥️ 

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My breath catches in my throat as soon as I enter the living room. Helena’s silhouette brilliantly outlined by the soft glow of  the fireplace. The lean muscles in her arms flexing ever so slightly as she meticulously places ornaments upon our first Christmas tree. My heart warms at the sight of it, and I can’t help the fond smile that rises to my lips. Long strips of moonlit hair cascading over her focused eyes with each ornament that goes up. A master at everything she does, I had never seen a Christmas tree look more perfect. It was almost as perfect as her.

“Babe?” I ask her softly, causing her bright blue eyes to catch mine sharply.

“Yes, my love?”

“Here, I brought you something to try.” I reply as I hand her a steaming mug with Santa’s face on the side of it.

“And what is this called?” She raises the mug to her delicate nose, taking in the aroma before indulging herself in a long sip - her eyes widening as the taste fully hits her tongue.

“First tell me.. do you like it?” I ask teasingly.

“I enjoy it very much, yes.” She says before eagerly taking another sip.

“This is my Grandmother’s special hot chocolate.” I say with a smile. “The secret is adding just a little bit of peppermint to it.”

“It’s quite lovely. Was your Grandmother an alchemist?” She asks as she finishes the contents of her drink.

“Nope. She just loved chocolate.” I reply with a laugh as I join Helena by the tree - wrapping one arm around her waist as I pulled her closer. A soft kiss to her cheek and all I can smell is chocolate dipped Helena with a splash of peppermint.

“You smell incredible.” I tell her, leaning in for another kiss.

“Oh? Do I, now?” She gives me a little smirk before placing a warm, lingering kiss to my lips.

“Mmh.. Yes, you do.” I say, kissing her back. “And you’re a vision by fire light, too, might I add.”

This time she blushes, slightly averting her eyes as she attempts to turn her focus back to the ornaments.

“You flatter me, my love.” She says softly.

“Let me tell you a little secret, babe.” I say as I lean in a little closer to her ear. “It’s not flattery if it’s true.”

This time she shudders, and I know my plan to fluster her is working. Her dark blue eyes shifting back to mine and she softly bites her bottom lip before giving me another smirk.

“You know… my love. If you keep this up, we’ll never finish this lovely tree of ours.”

“Sounds like a fair trade to me.” I say, kissing her again.

She slowly drops the ornament in her hand to the ground, firmly wrapping her arms around my waist as she pulls me in for a heated kiss. The sweet smell of chocolate and peppermint still on her lips as I drink her in, indulging in as much of her as I can. The glow of the fire place dancing playfully off her hair like it was caught helplessly in a stream of moonlight. My heart, warm, as the thought of spending my first Christmas with the love of my life spilled out into me. Helena was safe, loved, never to broken by the Witch Queen again - her first Christmas Eve spent cozily by the firelight - as our tongues wrote out exactly how we felt, with the sounds of Christmas filling the air.

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