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She misses Dolosá incredibly and hates herself for ruining what she felt was a good thing. She didn't intend to keep as many secrets from her as she did, they had all just piled up and became too hard to hide after a while. She really was coming around with changes in her shamefully bigoted ideals. Dolosá had truly opened her eyes to so many things, she managed to make her feel deep regret and such sheer bliss to the point it was almost palpable. She truly hates that she found out all of those things the way she did. It made her feel utterly disgusting. She couldn't even fathom how it all made Losá feel. BIanca just wants an opportunity to explain herself. Being with Dolosá made her question her own morals, beliefs and most of all, her own emotions and sense of self, which for the longest time, she felt was all she ever managed to keep true to her person despite everything else she's endured. To suddenly have someone come through and shake all of that up was excitingly disorienting, she'd never had anyone do that for her like she had done and she was certain that emotion couldn't be replicated by anyone else. She wanted all of Dolosá's attention selfishly for herself, she didn't care if they were caught together anymore. Bianca felt utterly scorned by how easily Dolosá seemed to get over her and cast her aside after that night. She had never seen her so angry before, she was near tears. Bianca couldn't understand how after everything they had done together, how much they confided in each other, how badly they yearned for each other, they were just expected to behave as if they were strangers? Bianca couldn't let go of her. She was afraid to lose all of the excitement in her life, the pleasure, the raw emotion, she was scared of losing *her*. Bianca was painfully attracted to Dolosá and she always had been since the day they met. She'd abandon all her high class friends, flings, and luxuries in a heartbeat if it'd mean Dolosá would speak to her again.
Dolosá wishes nothing more than anything to forget the time she ever wasted on Bianca. She wishes she could get a lot of the time back that she wasted on all sorts of women she's entertained, but her especially. Bianca was a sort of thrill at first, she was taken and unhappy, she was inexperienced, and she was a woman of quality and wealth. All of that including her brash personality allured Dolosá into pursuing her quicker than she would've liked. It was all so fast and entertaining, it was the thrill of the chase that she desired most. Soon enough, Dolosá found herself being treated as more of a secret. A shameful secret that made that thrill feel like a disgusting greed. Bianca felt remorse for cheating on her boyfriend despite doing it many times over before, just the only difference now was that she was in an affair for the first time with another woman. To her boyfriend, they were just good friends that grew close quickly. Good friends that hightailed it to Dolosá's apartment given the nearest opportunity after a couple of drinks. Dolosá was into Bianca for more than just sex, she wanted to form a genuine connection with her at one point. Upon discovering her appalling hemospectrum beliefs, her own inner turmoil, and being treated like a dirty secret, she immediately wanted to separate herself and her emotions from Bianca entirely. Forget that she ever even existed. It was hard to do when Bianca did nothing but try to contact her and see her in an attempt to reconcile, explain herself in hopes she'd understand. But how could she even begin to try and understand an insensitive woman repelled and utterly disgusted by mutants as a mutant herself? Bianca never had to explain herself a day in her life, why try and start now? Dolosá felt as if she was some sort of amalgamation of secrets and contradicting, shameful desires for Bianca to dabble in. She never asked to be any of those things. Above everything else, she felt used. She wanted to be seen as a person. Sometimes she wonders if she even saw her as even that much. Dolosá hadn't felt so insignificant and insecure since she was small. She'll never make that mistake again. She hates even mentioning and thinking about her. She wishes she'd just leave her alone already.
I never understood how Dolosá had ever dated him...or ever hung out with him as much as she did. Such a waste of time and fucking RUDE!
I never liked that stank classist bitch. Weirdo bitch.
That one was the other brother, the more cute and handsome one, wasn't he? And more respectful than the tall one, I remember that for sure. Honestly, I'd make a couple exceptions to fill a quadrant with him maybe. I wouldn't mind filling just quadrants either you feel me? He's cuuuute.
…I... never really liked her…
Bianca knows nothing about Azra and she doesn't really care to know her either. All she knows is she's standing directly in the way of her getting back with Dolosá again. When she found out that Dolosá was seeing other people she didn't really bat an eye, but finding out she's seeing a *rust* blood of all options probably at her disposal? Bianca felt absolutely disrespected and quite frankly, disgusted. She's sure there were other women she rotated quadrants with between dating her and Azra, but they don't matter now since Azra is the first one she's heard about thus far. Her, a violet, replaced by some dumb busty rust? Bianca can't even fathom what she'd do or say if they ever managed to cross paths, but she knows one thing is that Azra better keep it cute.