@theartofmadeline
Three Goblin Art
titsay
KIROKAZE
Discoholic πͺ©
JVL
tumblr dot com
hello vonnie
β
oozey mess
Janaina Medeiros
Sweet Seals For You, Always
pixel skylines
Jules of Nature
styofa doing anything
noise dept.
h
we're not kids anymore.
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from Switzerland
seen from Australia
seen from Myanmar (Burma)
seen from Japan
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
@fovrlords
Rules | Mun Page | Ask | PROMO |
Hello! This is a RP blog forΒ THE FOUR LORDS and MOTHER MIRANDA from Capcomβs RESIDENT EVIL VILLAGE. I have my own lore for them as well. PENNED BY SNOM SINCE 6.4.2021
OC, Multiship. and Crossover friendly.
PINNED POST. DO NOT REBLOG.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
I might move my muses over to my horror multi @slshrz
INDEPENDENT SELECTIVE HORROR MULTI- MUSE BLOG PENNED BY KIT EST. 2021 || RULES
Iβm still on hiatus sorry!!!
Still on hiatus due to being sick, sorry yβall
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
@nomadpvnk
Lady Beneviento hadnβt told you she was expecting company today, but perhaps it had slipped her mind. You open the door with a small smile to greet Val. βAre you here to see Mistress Donna, maβam?β You asked, tilting your head and wiping your hands on your apron. Youβd been in the middle of preparing supper.
{MAID TO HOUSE BENEVIENTO}
You pause. No one ever came back... βNo!β You blurt out before covering your mouth. βI-I mean no, you can stay! U-Um, Iβm sorry forβ¦ r-raising my voiceβ¦ b-but you should stay for dinnerβ¦ you and Mistress Donna can d-discuss wh-what you came here f-forβ¦? I-I tend to m-make too much f-food for j-just the two of us.β You confess, shifting your weight onto your right side to alleviate some of your pain.
βDβ¦Did I introduce myselfβ¦?β You asked softly. You were so forgetfulβ¦
Val gives the maid a reassuring smile in response to the apology. "Don't worry about it. No harm done." She nods slightly at the suggestion of staying for dinner. "Well, alright." she shrugs, "If you insist. Who am I to say no to free food?" The comment is made in jest, an attempt to make the other women even slightly less nervous in her presence.
She shakes her head when the maid questions whether or not she's yet introduced herself. "No. No, you haven't." Her grin widens. "I was just about to ask, actually, if you were going to tell me your name or whether I'm just supposed to refer to you as 'mysterious maid'." She chuckles softly at her own joke.
βEcaterina Bogdan.β You introduced, a polite bow going the otherβs way. βYou may call me Cat if you wish.β It takes you a while to process the other bad made a joke. You chuckle quietly.
@nomadpvnk
Lady Beneviento hadnβt told you she was expecting company today, but perhaps it had slipped her mind. You open the door with a small smile to greet Val. βAre you here to see Mistress Donna, maβam?β You asked, tilting your head and wiping your hands on your apron. Youβd been in the middle of preparing supper.
{MAID TO HOUSE BENEVIENTO}
β R-Right... β You bow. thatβs all you can really do. No hand contact.Β β I c-can call her i-if youβd like, domniΘoarΔ Val? She might take a while, as she likes to... hole herself in her little workshop and forget to eat... β You patiently wait for an answer, folding your hands together in front of you.Β β Or, I can leave a message with her if youβd prefer that?Β β
Val is puzzled slightly by the fact that the maid seems to avoid shaking hands with her, but she brushes the thought aside. Some people simply don't like to be touched, so she reasons that must be the case in this particular instance. She can't shake the fact that the woman does seem a bit... nervous...? But perhaps she's reading more into it than there actually is.
She nods in understanding, giving the woman a small grin. That sounded familiar; Heisenberg would often hole himself up in his workspace when working on a "project", unable to tear himself away for any reason. Val can't count how many times she had to bring him food or something to drink or he too would have gone without. "Yeah, I know someone like that."
She contemplates the maid's question for a moment. "I can wait for her if you don't mind. I'm not in any hurry." She grins sheepishly, running a hand through her hair. "It feels kind of rude of me to interrupt dinner, though. I can come back afterwards if it'd be better..."
You pause. No one ever came back... βNo!β You blurt out before covering your mouth. βI-I mean no, you can stay! U-Um, Iβm sorry forβ¦ r-raising my voiceβ¦ b-but you should stay for dinnerβ¦ you and Mistress Donna can d-discuss wh-what you came here f-forβ¦? I-I tend to m-make too much f-food for j-just the two of us.β You confess, shifting your weight onto your right side to alleviate some of your pain.
βDβ¦Did I introduce myselfβ¦?β You asked softly. You were so forgetfulβ¦
Feel free to talk to me on discord!
bees??#1266
@the-dimitrescu-seamstressβΒ FROM HEREΒ
β I am out of wine, and I wish to soothe the angry, sad creature within my body. β You sigh, holding your head in your hands.Β β And I wish to avoid my own face as much as I can. Mother Miranda told me how absolutelyΒ βspoiledβ I am and how I should appreciate what I have before she rips it away. I believe it wasβ¦ a threat.Β β
βIβ¦ could retrieve another bottle from the cellar, if you wish, Countess.β Magda hoped that, when Alcina said she was out of wine, it was only referring to the immediate vicinity of her room and not the entire castle. If that wasnβt the case, perhaps it was best she stopped drinking for the rest of the day. Yes, the woman could regenerate, but Magda wanted to help Alcinaβs liver in some way.
The seamstress stood there quietly as everything was explained to her. Once she was finished, Magda nodded in understanding. βI can also retrieve fabric and cover all the mirrors in this building. As for what Mother Miranda has said?Β if I may be so bold, I donβt think she knows what sheβs speaking about. Countess, you are not spoiled. She was the one who gifted you this castle, did she not? I believe you appreciate what you have here; your daughters, the staff, the decor, even the clothes you wear. Never once have I seen you act in a spoiled manner. I also donβt think she has the power nor the ability to tear things from you. Not without a fight from House Dimitrescu or questions from the other lords. Because if one House falls? Whatβs to stop another from meeting the same fate? I think she would lose all respect and trust if that were the case.β
βI appreciate everything I was given. My daughters. My home. My seamstressβ¦ Youβre extremely talented. and She knows the girlsβ weaknesses, and could exploit them. rip them from me. Also, yes, please. Do cover the mirrors and bring me another wine if you could, please? β You ask with a low sigh. You wereβ¦ slowly starting to despise Mother Miranda.Β β I say she gifted me it, but my parents were the original proprietors. She just took it when I left this FORSAKEN village, and then gave it back to me as if she was some sort ofβ¦ philanthropic, but sheβs really just a greedy, power-hungry horrible woman who doesnβt deserve to have her child back!β Rage curled in your stomach and you punched the mirror, smashing it to pieces. Tears fall from your face, though less-so are they tears, and moreβ¦ blood.
Magda smiled at the compliment given to her. βCountess, your daughters have your wit and intelligence. They also share your fire. I donβt think they would be exploited so easily, nor do I think theyβd be so easily taken from you.β She was, however, surprised to hear that this castle had belonged to Alcinaβs parents. Why, she had no idea, but for some reason, Magda had thought the lords were all installed by Mother Miranda from different walks of life.Β
Seeing Alcinaβs rage, Magda kept quiet, unsure if saying anything would help at this moment. Instead she simply began collecting the larger pieces of glass, wanting to make the life of the maid sent in to clean up this mess a bit easier. Upon seeing the womanβs bloodstained tears, Magda stood and deftly retrieved a handkerchief, offering it to her. Yes, she was going beyond her duty as a seamstress, but it was easier to remove blood from a small square of cloth than it was from a dress of that size. The folds and gatherings meant spots could hide in many unseen places. Also, no one wanted to see the Lady of the House cry. βIs there anything else you would like retrieved, Countess? Aside from the wine?β
Slowly you come back from your rage, deep, slow breaths and wiping your eyes with the handkerchief.
βAhβ¦ if you couldβ¦ get me the broom and dustpan, Iβd appreciate it. The maids shouldnβt have to clean up glass for my lack of control. Nor should you.β
You could be independent from the help employed of course, but aside from the blood, you genuinely enjoyed having your maids aroundβ¦
@the-dimitrescu-seamstressβΒ FROM HEREΒ
β I am out of wine, and I wish to soothe the angry, sad creature within my body. β You sigh, holding your head in your hands.Β β And I wish to avoid my own face as much as I can. Mother Miranda told me how absolutelyΒ βspoiledβ I am and how I should appreciate what I have before she rips it away. I believe it wasβ¦ a threat.Β β
βIβ¦ could retrieve another bottle from the cellar, if you wish, Countess.β Magda hoped that, when Alcina said she was out of wine, it was only referring to the immediate vicinity of her room and not the entire castle. If that wasnβt the case, perhaps it was best she stopped drinking for the rest of the day. Yes, the woman could regenerate, but Magda wanted to help Alcinaβs liver in some way.
The seamstress stood there quietly as everything was explained to her. Once she was finished, Magda nodded in understanding. βI can also retrieve fabric and cover all the mirrors in this building. As for what Mother Miranda has said?Β if I may be so bold, I donβt think she knows what sheβs speaking about. Countess, you are not spoiled. She was the one who gifted you this castle, did she not? I believe you appreciate what you have here; your daughters, the staff, the decor, even the clothes you wear. Never once have I seen you act in a spoiled manner. I also donβt think she has the power nor the ability to tear things from you. Not without a fight from House Dimitrescu or questions from the other lords. Because if one House falls? Whatβs to stop another from meeting the same fate? I think she would lose all respect and trust if that were the case.β
βI appreciate everything I was given. My daughters. My home. My seamstress... Youβre extremely talented. and She knows the girlsβ weaknesses, and could exploit them. rip them from me. Also, yes, please. Do cover the mirrors and bring me another wine if you could, please? β You ask with a low sigh. You were... slowly starting to despise Mother Miranda.Β β I say she gifted me it, but my parents were the original proprietors. She just took it when I left this FORSAKEN village, and then gave it back to me as if she was some sort of... philanthropic, but sheβs really just a greedy, power-hungry horrible woman who doesnβt deserve to have her child back!β Rage curled in your stomach and you punched the mirror, smashing it to pieces. Tears fall from your face, though less-so are they tears, and more... blood.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
@the-dimitrescu-seamstressβΒ FROM HEREΒ
β I am out of wine, and I wish to soothe the angry, sad creature within my body. β You sigh, holding your head in your hands.Β β And I wish to avoid my own face as much as I can. Mother Miranda told me how absolutelyΒ βspoiledβ I am and how I should appreciate what I have before she rips it away. I believe it was... a threat.Β β
@fovrlords
The house had seemed abandoned at least from the outside, but it was beautiful none the less, The gates, the graveyard, bearing a marker that had been partially broken off reading 'A Benviento' apparently there were leaders in this town. Or had been? Still were? They just hadn't appeared before her. She had managed to avoid them? and somehow all of the people? She was bothered by this but it helped her in a way. She put her hand on the doorknob of the house and then twisted, somehow finding it was unlocked.
She wondered if this place would hold any of the information she was looking about...or if it would be another letdown?
You watch someone enter through your unlocked door. No one was supposed to come in. you never locked it. No one came by. You had no reason to lock it. But, no. No, you pause, and lock yourself in your workshop. they would leave. they would leave alive or dead, but theyβd leave.
ind. semi-sel. priv. multifandom oc (including among us) by snom
profileΒ Β // rules
follows from @fovrlords
ind. semi-sel. priv. multifandom oc (including among us) by snom
profileΒ Β // rules
follows from @fovrlords
fetiΘa meaβ:
When her mother mentioned where her hate from men came from Daniela couldnβt help but feel a bit guilty for her delusional thoughts of men being in love with her. Her sisters often said she was too boy crazy. "Grandmother really seemed to be a very kind and loving person. I wishΒ I could have met her.β
βSo Anca was your first crush? Did you ever fall in love again?β Her curiosity overcame her. She loved love stories and this one came from mother, not from a book.
Daniela returned her mothers smile. βYouβre doing wonderful, mother. Iβm thankfulΒ for having you in my life and I wouldnβt want to imagine it without you. And I hope Iβm a good daughterβ¦even if Iβm so chaotic sometimes.β
Had you fallen in love after Anca? ... You think so.Β β Yes. I fell in love, truly fell in love with the former maid of House Beneviento. Donnaβs distant relative... Due to our standings, we met frequently, as I had business dealings with the matriarch of the family. Sheβd send me their messages and such... β You hum, smiling a bit.Β β Miss Lucrezia, She was a bit older than myself. I think we once snuck into the courtyard together to be affectionate... After all, we were just... two women. Not a man and woman, it was... abnormal at the time. βΒ
You pet her hair, pausing, β You and your sisters can be a handful, but I appreciate you. And... While I dislike men... I wonβt judge any of you girls for liking them. That would be terrible.β
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
@fovrlordsβ sent in:
[ cover ] Β for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket Β - Karl bc solidarity for being the problem child
β Heeeee shudders and jumps for a sec on the landing! β Before heβ¦ sneers.
Some non-humor behind it basically justβ¦ feelinβ the tickle of the weight across his back.
β IIIII loook like I was in shock,Β or somethinβ β ? β he asks, primarily via nasal exhales - tightening up his stance a bit and baring his teethβ¦!
βNo, you looked cold. Youβre not from around here, you probably donβt like the cold.β You point out. βPlus, if you got a problem, you can leave. Youβre the one who got into the factory without permission.β
Your arms are crossed, and you drop one to your side, attracting your cup of coffee to you, thank fuck for metal cups. You shift as you take a drink, looking over the outsider.
@nomadpvnk
Lady Beneviento hadnβt told you she was expecting company today, but perhaps it had slipped her mind. You open the door with a small smile to greet Val. βAre you here to see Mistress Donna, maβam?β You asked, tilting your head and wiping your hands on your apron. Youβd been in the middle of preparing supper.
Val was a little surprised to see the young woman standing in the entrance to Donna's home; she wasn't aware the dollmaker employed maids. No matter. She flashed the woman a small smile in return. "That's right." Her smile widened slightly as she extended a hand in greeting. "I'm Valeria. But, please, just call me Val."
β R-Right... β You bow. thatβs all you can really do. No hand contact.Β β I c-can call her i-if youβd like, domniΘoarΔ Val? She might take a while, as she likes to... hole herself in her little workshop and forget to eat... β You patiently wait for an answer, folding your hands together in front of you.Β β Or, I can leave a message with her if youβd prefer that?Β β
