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@serpentpawn
S E R P E N T P A W N ; Independent and selective of Aileen McDougal, a fandomless original character. Strong triggering themes; satanism practices, mentions of Scotland witch trials, blood, gore, smut, and violence. Anyone under eighteen and are not rp blogs - go away. Adored by Hillary (25+ she/they) Slow activity due to college.
RULES | AILEEN | PROMO | HEADCANONS | MEMES
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Often, Aileen would put on this ambience video to make her feel as if she is back home. She truly misses her family and Scotland.
Feck yeah it’s pride month! 🏳️🌈
@serpentpawn asked : [ wipe ] sender wipes a tear from receiver's face
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ wanda allowed herself to show emotion in front of other people but sometimes it got too hard to contain it and it just came out. she had been telling aileen about her family and how she had lost them all before she had moved from eastern europe to the town she now called her home. talking about them was difficult most of the time but the anniversary of her parents passing away was coming up and she'd been thinking about it a lot.
a single tear rolled down her tanned features as she spoke about her twin brother, pietro, but her words faltered at the feeling of the other woman's touch and wanda froze. her light green eyes were blown wide and she swallowed hard, blinking several times as her gaze locked with aileen's. ❝ i... umm... you don't have to... i mean... ❞ she didn't really know what to say, her words coming out broken and thick with emotion. she didn't mind the touch but it was the last thing she was expecting from the scot.
Her index and middle fingers ever so gently swipe against the single tear. Then, she would reach inside her satchel - opening a package of tissue and hand her one. "Yer fine, Wanda," Aileen would say, smiling sweetly. Prior, she sat across from her in a relax posture, expression shown interest yet concern as she listened.
Wanda was strong. Stronger than her. Aileen had gone through similar experiences, but all of it was her fault. She would never admit that to Wanda. She could not. Instead, she would use a gentle gesture for comfort.
"I can't just sit here and watch my friend cry," She added, still keeping that smile on her face. "I'm sorry you went through all of that. You...You did not deserve that."
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“….shut up, please.”
green eyes shift from the crowded room around them and direct his stare directly to the person beside him. thinks he heard her telling him to shut up. thing is? soldier boy hasn't said a damn word other than a light huff caused by watching someone utterly blunder their way through fucking life including a guy crashing out so hard with a woman that he ended up getting a drink accidentally knocked over right onto his lap. that woman over there? she's got spice. he'll give her that. the supe was content to watch her gloat her way through an apology dripping with sarcasm before--that caught his attention.
brows shoot up. "you high? someone slip some bad shit in that drink?" doesn't even know if she's got one. figures most do in a place like this. what's what people come here for. drinks. company. mostly drinks and sex. or the attempt to get it. maybe celebrate something but that's for lame-o's that still haven't given up birthday cake well into fucking adulthood. anyway. fuck the room. cause he's just been told to shut up. unwarranted.
"or you hearin' things?" trust him. he's been there. would never admit that. cause fuck anyone who might insinuate he hears a damn thing that he's not supposed to. fuck off hughie campbell. eat a god damn cum pumping swollen dick. "cause, sweetheart, i haven't said jack or squat to anybody. including you."
Her index and middle fingers pinched the top of her beer glass, taking a sip, carrying an unamused expression. Aileen had a decent day, til her brain decided to cover her with a depression wave - leaving her to be in a horrible mood. Aileen hated it; one moment she would be happy - having the time of her life. Then, knock knock! Depression is here! She wish she could block it out, but it always manage to make its way. It's feckin' bullshit if you asked her. If she could, she would make her depression burn in Hell.
Aileen went to this shitty bar to try and distract herself. She could not spend another day curled up under the bed sheets, with Boba curled around her neck for comfort.
"...Shut up, please." She would mutter before taking another sip of her beer. It was not directed to Solider Boy or anyone else. It was to her mental health. When it comes to having one of many depression moments - her brain enjoyed making up scenarios. Did not matter what the scenarios were - they were horrible, and there was no way for her to turn them off. Leaving her to blurt out a sentence in front a stranger.
Great, he probably thinks I'm crazy!
"Uh, s-sorry," Again, she muttered, singular eye shyly peer to him, some pink visible on pale cheeks. Feckin' idiot. "N-No...there's nothin' in my drink. Just...word vomit, y'know? Like -- Like from Mean Girls! have you seen it? Good movie." She added, it was a crappy apologize, but at least she was making an attempt to have some conversation with him.
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Sometimes I think about Aileen's demonic form; bloody goat antlers (a goat she sacrificed when she was 12), her teeth shifting into snake fangs along with a tongue. A large bloody pentagram visible on her forehead. Black blood oozing from her eye socket and all over her scars. AHHHH!!! I love it so much!!!
( * BARE BONES.
a selection of headcanon questions inspired by key bones in the human body.
skull. what memories/thoughts do they guard the most from others ?
cheekbone. what makes them smile ?
mandible / jawbone. what are they incapable of saying out loud ?
teeth. what lasting mark do they leave on others ?
hyoid / neck. who taught them to speak up, or stay silent ?
clavicle / collarbone. who/what do they lean on when they're vulnerable ?
scapula / shoulderblade. what burden do they carry on their back ?
sternum. what makes their heart pound hardest ?
ribcage. who/what are they trying to protect ?
humerus. do they use humour as a shield or a weapon ? what from/to ?
radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?
ulna. who stands by them no matter what ?
carpals. what small habits do they have ?
metacarpals. do they ask for help or clench their fists and bear it ?
phalanges. what is their relationship with touch ?
spine. when do they lose their backbone, what scares them ?
pelvis. what future or legacy are they afraid/excited to be responsible for ?
sacrum. what sacrifices have they made ?
coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?
femur. what drives them forward ?
patella / kneecap. how compliant/obedient are they, who will they kneel for ?
tibia. who/what keeps them moving forward ?
fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?
tarsals. what past mistakes stick with them with every step they take ?
metatarsals. if they could disappear for a day, where would they run ?
GET TO KNOW THE MUN .
nickname(s) : Hills and bunny. zodiac : Sagittarius, Rising sun: Scorpio, and Moon sign: Aquarius last movie i saw : Some Like it Hot last thing i googled : I googled what the anime, Lulutto Lilly, was about. Saw it on my recommendations on Tubi and was curious. I am going to check it out. favourite musician : Too many. To name a few - Miley Cyrus, Simple Plan, Ghost, Olivia Rodrigo, Sabrina Carpenter, Daughtry, YUNGBLUD, MEOVV, Aespa, UNCHILD, Grace Vanderwaal, John Denver, and Ninush. song stuck in my head : Because You Live by Jessie McCartney. other blogs : Oh boy... I got @kindrdanne @sinndbleds @timelvst and @deathlsslullaby (inactive) do i get asks : Occasionally! following : ...377. amount of sleep : My sleep schedule is a bit wonky (again), but I try to sleep between 10 or 11 pm til around 8 am. lucky number : 7. what i’m wearing : A brown hoodie, black shorts and a white tank top because I get cold easily! dream job : I want to be an advocate and ally for indigenous peoples as a non-indigenous individual. dream trip : Either Japan or Scotland. favourite food : Shepard's Pie and Sour Cream 'n Bacon Chips. play any instruments : Nope, however I can do Three Blind Mice on the piano. languages : I know some French, Mandarin and Scots Gaelic. favourite songs : If The World Burns Down by Kacey Musgraves. random fact : I am a big history buff, I love learning history and I guess majority of my ocs that I've rp'd are based on history. I can also do tarot reading. describe yourself as aesthetic things : A journal filled with written stories, flooded bookshelf, teddy bear wearing headphones, messy converse shoes, sitting in the middle of the sidewalk on a foggy night wearing headphones, a sleeping pegasus, and swinging on a swing.
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@alcoholicmayor | cont.
She stood there in a relax posture, right hand held the can of lime soda, taking the occasional sip. A special treat that she had purchased from Sal's Corner Store. A decently nice man whom was one of the very few in this shitty town, that treated her with some welcomeness. Probably was just happy to have a customer. Pathetic.
Her singular eye was fixated on Clay, her posture never change, despite his release of venomous words. He was just like everyone else -- judging her upon first glance, and did not hesitate to let her know that she was not welcomed. Too bad, I'm staying here. Deal with it. She didn't want to be living here, reminded her too much of her home village. What other choice did she have? Might as well try to enjoy living here...
"Changing?" She questioned, amusement heard in her vocals. Am I that much a threat to you? Finishing off her soda before tossing the can into the trash. Her arms would cross, arching a brow as a slight smirk crawl on her lips. "Don't think I'll do much changing 'round here..."
Her smirk grew an inch bigger, a breezy chuckle slip out. Oh, that smile of his - she wish she could punch him in the face right now, but that would be rude. And she did not want to give him a horrible impression of herself. Probably already have given how bold she was to approach him first. Still, she needed to act like the bigger person here - as her mother once told her. Oh, feck that - she'll be an ass.
"Ya say that it is hard to...understand me, yet you seem to understand perfectly fine. So," Aileen takes one giant step closer to him, "perhaps if I stand closer - you will understand me better. Does it work? Or..." Her face leans in, "Have I just committed a sinful act?"
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T I M E L V S T ; Independent & selective original character, who so happens to be a time traveller. Strong triggering themes ahead. Adored by Hillary (25+ she/they)
Well, I have officially finished my internship and my program! Been hired, but as a part-timer, but I’m now in the process of starting my own digital marketing business. So yay!
@agentone | cont.
This generate can not speak clearly at all, Aileen thought, gawking at him. Her mouth would open, wanting to say something but would close her mouth, taking in a quick breath through her nostrils. She could not understand a single word that came out of his mouth. Not a single one. Youse, ain't, lest. Three words that he commonly used, and were foreign to her ears. This modern generation had such a poor vocabulary.
"Youse?" Aileen repeated, brows furrow together as she blinked three times. "I do not think that is even a word." She added, motioning a hand. "Hence, you talk funny."
The annoyed expression she briefly carried had change into curiosity, hands pull gently behind her back. Single eye curiously peer over him. Aileen should have minded her business, however when she walked past the agent - she could not help but wonder what he was doing. Although she thought this modern generation was doomed, she found their lives to be fascinating.
"No, no, I do not need any help," Aileen replied, shaking her head slowly as she smiled softly, paying no mind to his hand that went to his suit. "I was just curious on what you were doing. Are you doing a scavenger hunt?"
@mrhopkns | cont.
'This feckin' four eyes...'
The sentence so desperately want to escape from her lips, but Aileen force herself to be silent. It would not be the first time she caught a stranger's gaze on herself. Everyone stared at her. She wish it was on her attractiveness, but it was on her grotesque appearance. Believe me, she realize that she was...not a pleasant sight. She has look at herself through a mirror. Mirrors no longer exist in her home. However, she wish the stares would stop. It was difficult for her to even stand in line at a store - without catching the handful of stares. Just leave me at peace.
Finally, Aileen reach the last straw. She sat on a bench, enjoying the fresh early spring air - till her eye caught his. Immediately her blood boil in anger. Fecker. She stood up and went straight to him, arms crossed over her chest as her single eye glared up at him;
"It is not polite to stare."
The words came out like venom, prepare to attack him with more vicious words. Yet, her expression morph into confusion. Turdus philomelos? What a strange word. A word that the woman's ears have never heard before. "Wh-What?" She stammered a reply, head would tilt to the left as her squinted slightly.
"What is...Turd...Turd....wh-whatever you just said. What is it?" Although she should be angry, that anger had been replace by confusion with a mix of curiosity.
@serpentpawn: "Do not pester me." For Donatello, unprompted
it took the large terrapin a moment to truly comprehend what's been said to him, only because it was so absurdly bold that he had to do a double take. talons flex at his sides as he regards the woman who had the GALL to even utter such a thing to him.
to HIM! a scoff leaves the purple reptile's sharp toothed maw, armored tail swishing behind him in aggravation,
" And who do you think you are to presume you can order me around? "
Aileen let out an exaggerated sigh. Oh, this one was an annoyance! She did her best to get along with others, but either she was having a bad day - or this one manage to get under her skin so easily. Either way, she did not like him. She did feel bad for admitting to not like him. He was only a stranger, but his attitude was enough to give her a reason not to enjoy his company.
"I am not ordering you around!" She was quick to reply, arms crossed as her finger tap quickly against her arm. "I am making a request - there is a difference. If you prefer for me to give you orders - I will gladly treat you like Cinderella!"
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@serpentpawn said: “I try to be a better person…”
"For whom?"
It's a rhetorical question he lets slip before raising the glass to his lip to take a swig of his drink. He sets it down to adjust the collar of his shirt, finding it a smidge too tight around his neck. Helpful as this human disguise of his was, he could never adapt to the feeling of such fitted cloth around his torso - much less his throat.
"The definition of what is good and evil, what is right and what is wrong, is as consistent as sand in a desert. To think otherwise is a fool's performance for the masses, or an egotist's form of pedestal." He turns slightly, dark browns catching the light and flickering with a hue of scarlet so bright, so vibrant - it burns like fire in his cool gaze.
"Don't judge yourself by the standards or expectations of others. You will never satisfy them, and you'll only end up miserable trying. Just enjoy life, and don't hurt others in the process. Just be someone you can live with. "
Aileen's eyes were glue to the floor, hands nervously squeeze on to her dress skirt; warmth fill into her cheeks. How foolish of her to speak so boldly of her inner thoughts to a stranger. It could not be helped - Aileen rarely had the opportunity to socialize. Often she would isolate herself with Boba in the small house she lived in; meddling with potions and doing needle work. At times she would get bored, but would distract that boredom with light reading. She would never admit it, but she was lonely. But was too prideful to admit how awkward she would get with speaking to those outside of that house. Especially now.
"For myself." The words leave a sour taste in her mouth, bringing her to grimace. She should not reply so boldly and yet her mouth would go ahead with it.
Just be someone you can live with. What kind advice, if only it were easy for her to do so. For being isolated so long - she forgot how one other person would behave if she lived with them.
"F-Forgive me!" She would blurt out, a shy smile made its way on her lips, her grip tightening on her skirt. Her heart beat change rapidly. Why must she act so nervous? This conversation has been calm and splendid.
"You are right. I do have habit of judging myself so much. I cannot help myself. It is difficult not to..."
@keydeemed | cont.
She would only smile sweetly as she watch the feline munch away on the treats. Cats were not...Aileen's favourite animal. She did not like dogs either; traumatize by a dog bite many years ago. There was no reason behind her dislike for cats. She just did not like them, even though there was many that did.
Aileen took a seat beside KeeKee, her finger shyly reach over to give her head two gentle scratches. "Yer a pretty kitty," she would say, and then her hand dove into her dress pocket, taking out more treats. "there you go. That is all I have, though." Secretly, Aileen liked cats.
