dangerous-realms

[dangerous-realms]

hc + 🗡 for a weapon-themed headcanon +Luka

Being that she's only fifteen and also homeless and separated from her clan, Luka doesn't have much experience if any at all real. Though, she does have a few at her camp and one on her.

At her camp she posses a gun that she raided of the camp of a not so great homeless soldier who... had a shady track record and was unstable. The day she got it was the day after she had the misfortune of running into one day. Long story short, he had her pinned to a wall and she bit his neck, causing a serious injury and allowing her to make a run for it. Does she know how to use it? Most definitely not, but she has it stored at her camp somewhere safe. She was thirteen at the time.

Rat Pack combat knife. Way back when she was just a tiny eleven year old who freshly escaped from a torturous environment of being shackled to a basement was for 'bad behavior' (scrounging for scraps because she didn't meet her chore quotient), Luka had the semi fortune of running into a gang of three other stray kids. Deemed the Rat Pack, everyone went by codenames based off types of rodents. The leader, The Rat king, managed to steal four combat knives. Carving RP on the handles and giving them to the other Rat Pack members. Now, even after they abandoned her in the dead of winter, she still has the combat knife. Why, because she isn't stupid enough to throw a perfectly good knife away. It's always carried on her person.

Kunai. Back to when she was 11 and escaping the shithole of a foster home, Luka was quick to swipe a rather nice collection of Kunai knives. Why? Because shiny cool thing make Demon Zaisin kid brain go brrrrr. Now, these are something she loves. She made a hobby of practicing throwing the knives into the sided of trees, brightly colored strings attached to them incase she misses. This has allowed her develop quite the aim which... let's just say annoys the fuck out of people because her main way of showing people she's pissed at them past a death glare is to chuck something at them. Be careful around her during the winter months, you be full of snow~.

[dangerous-realms]

The sound of words registering in the little boys head would an 'ah' sound, his little brain logging what this 'mall' building is. Satisfied with the answer. That hand of Lucy would do its best to hold onto the much larger hand of Kefla as he held onto it. Little feet would work at full tilt to keep up with the strides of the Saiyan, keeping at a good pace either all the energy they have in their body. Though, Kimiar would kind of get pulled back when Kefla stopped to look both ways, the sudden catching him off guard as he stumbled to get up, managing to do such after a few second. Just enough time to get to walking again.

"The have a lot of yummy things in here too, but we have to be good to get anything! Though it's not all the time either."

"Woah, really?! Can we get something yummy, Kefla?"

A conversation between the two children. Though the little boy didn't seem to hear that last words of his sister. Just that there was tasty goods inside the mall.

Attention is turned to Lucy as he grabs a hand. Being calm doesn't mean she should not be held. There is the issue that their respective power level cannot be sensed. Too low. Losing one would be annoying. The car is closed and with the children in hands, steps are made toward the mall.

People don't live in it, Kimiar. This is a mall. A large building with different stores inside. This is where I buy your meals. This explanation should be good. He should buy him toys. A little boy should have toys made for boys. Such will mean buying toys for Lucy too, but that's not an issue. A stop as he looks to the right then the left and, as there were no vehicles in sight, he resumes walking.

[dangerous-realms]

Luka, what do you think of violence?

"I can't say that I'm for or against it. It depends on the context for it, but I'm not against using it when needed. For example, if you were to put me in a choke hold, your arm would be missing a chuck out of it."

What a strange question to ask her. What was Keflas reasons behind it and what exactly would happen now that she has said what she said. Why did she even answer this? Perhaps it was because the woman asking the question hasn't done anything to her to make her think she was in danger? Perhaps it was because she had stopped Kefla from slaughtering two of her former foster parents at the orphanage? Her mind would now work to figure out the reason as to why such a strange question was asked.

[dangerous-realms]

The newest addition to the family, Kimiar, was looking around at absolutely everything with great intrest and curiosity. He wanted to touch everything, to try and eat everything, to hold everything... he was a very handsy baby. So, when when he and his sister were unloaded from the car, from carseats likely created with latches their little hands can't get open which is specifically a Lucy problem, he would look around the the parking lot with great intrest. It was his first outing as he had finally found his balance when walking and wasn't a hostile little shit anymore, proof being that Lucy hasn't been jumped and Kefla hasn't been bitten when picking Kimiar up for a few weeks now.

"WOAH!!"

The infant exclaims, everything so new and exciting. So stimulating for his developing mind compared to the house. There was so many new sounds, colors, smells, and things to see. Though hearing Keflas words and the tone, he would obey. His tiny hand taking the much larger one of the saiyan, squeezing it with all the might he had on his little hand, rearing to explore the huge building they are at. The sound of little feet on concrete could be heard as Lucy is quick to join, having been looking at something intresting at the front of the car until she realized it was time to go.

"I'm here I'm here!"

The little Evolinaa says, waving her arms in the air as if she thought she would be forgotten. She would hurry to be close to one of Keflas legs. Unlike Kimiar who was having his first time out, Lucy had learned to be more aware of Keflas movements. Having once been distracted by something on a shelf just low enough for her to see, unaware that Kefla had walked off until she couldn't see him when she looked. She could vividly remember the fear she felt that day, the near meltdown she had in the isle because she lost sight of Kefla until she spotted him at the farther end of the isle and had rushed over to him. She's stuck close ever since and had learned not to get so fixated on objects of intrest.

"This home is very big, why are their so many people coming in and out of it? Is a super home? Do lots of people live in it?"

The young boy questioned, he didn't know what a store was and it was a similar question to what Lucy had asked the first time she was here.

@dangerous-realms for Kolra.

Another day at the supermarket to buy clothes and diapers. A baby has become two over the night. A strange occurrence. Nevertheless, one more brat to raise. Not an issue, though.

Give me your hand, Kimiar. The little shit is too energetic. Eyes must be kept on him at all times. He is likely to run off otherwise. Annoying to find in an immense store. Power level too low to be picked up.

[dangerous-realms]

She would nod with his words about the planet's as she ate some more, working on her true decision for this planet they were on. In truth she could tell that the people were sour, but the planet was still healthy and thriving. With that in mind, she knew there were to many criminals and corrupt wealthy people to allow them to move to another planet, the wouldn't survive with how sour they were, something which screwed over the innocent. But, such was the business that a proper destroyer had to do.

"I agree with you on that. I even if such happens with the planet's I feel like it would be particularly rare for two planet's to basically be clones of each other. If such a thing was possible, I place my bet on a ruler of all placing some failsafe to make sure they develop differently."

Truthfully, all she could see was the hassle of trying to erase one planet if it clipped into the other through the fabric of reality, she would likely have to do both as she didn't see how shs could do know without the other getting in the way. She would much on a few more peices, the last few of the second one before she starts cutting up the third one into equal chunks. She had business to do and she also couldn't wait to try that tantalizing icy treat that was beckoning to her from the corner of her eye.

"I'll be ready half an hour before then, I find it easier to start getting ready early so the I can relax a bit before the date. I already have a dress in mind to wear for you as well~."

It was I'm truth that she was thinking of such when he told her that he would pick her up at fourteenth hour of next weeks Friday. She was happy that they were going to be going out soon, such excited her to say the least. As he spoke about how she was spoiling him and how the offer sounded too good to be true, she would work in the third peice of meat, enjoying it every bit as much as the last two. The concern that seemed to be in his voice about her giving and giving without asking for anything back and how it would likely feel like he as using her in the long run would grab her attention.

However, speaking wasn't an option as she was chering what was im her mouth and swallowing it before she spoke, but Kefla had already gotten to her. She felt her face become trapped between his fingers as her face was tilted towards him and his lips pressed against her. A kiss she would enjoy as she would reciprocate for the amount of time before it ended, a small pout on her face.

"The kiss is of good payment. But of course you can think about it, I wasn't going to force myself upon you to protect you. I know that you're a perfectly capable fighter and that you can handle yourself."

If anything, he had her number. Though she wondered if he would call if things started getting rough because of another destroyer? She would continue to eat until it was finished, but before she would grab the ice-cream she would get up.

"Excuse me for a moment, Kefla. I have to make a phone call."

With that she would walk off to the edge of the clearing she made and pull out her phone, finding the number of the one she needed to call. The father of her son and, in a sense, her husband; Coldarder. The embodiment of death is who she needed right now considering she was going to spare the planet, such ment a mass soul reap was needed.

"Oh, hello honey~."

The start of the conversation, one of a friendly tone as she was greeting someone she cared for. Her hand going up to twirl a lock of her hair as she listened to the other for a moment.

"Yeah, I need you to come to the planet I'm on right now. No, the planet's fine, it's just the people that need to go."

She was going to be quick and straight to the point, she saw no need for her to dilly dally on this. Coldarder needed to know why she called, though internally she was excited to see him as it's been a few weeks at least.

"You'll be here in about a quarter hour? I see, your just finishing up somewhere else. Got it. I love you to my dear~."

Her last words were filled with affection for her husband, he also wasn't one to beat around the bush. It happned to be long ago that they made the rule that of the planet they were on needed either of them while they were on it that they could call each other. If the planet he was on needed to be erased or the it was just the bodies, he would call her. If she needed him to mass reap some souls so she could erase them, she would call him. Though, they also called each other for other things, to talk and share.

However, now that she was done on the phone, she would return to the clearing and sit back down ik her seat.

"I'm baaack~. Hope you didn't miss me too much while I was gone~."

She teased, she was being playful with Kefla now. Obviously she wasn't gone or that far away, but she didn't see the harm as she now leaned on her hand while looking at him.

One thing was certain with the woman. She loved eating good food. It was why Beerus had decided against vaporizing Earth. To think Champa wanted the planet Earth of another universe merely to satisfy his tastebuds despite not having any need to eat and drink. Destroyer gods were strange people. That's logical if you think about it. There is no planet that is the same as another. Just like, there is no universe that is the exact copy of another. If two planets were perfectly identical, why would they exist at the same time? Then again, gods of creation were probably not any better than gods of destruction. Champa was overweight and so was the supreme kai who was his life link. Strange that the god of destruction was this powerful and the god of creation couldn't even defend themselves against the weakest of opponent. Must be a bad joke from that brat.

In that case, the Friday next week at fourteen. I'll come pick you up. Since she is eager to taste. He doesn't intend to make her wait for long. Oh, and make sure to wear something that shows your curves off. Surely, you don't expect to just drink at my house, right? With what has already happened between them. No point in beating around the bush. Even if unsaid, it is likely that the drinking session will turn into something more physical.

You spoil me quite a lot, Deaevidra. I suppose it would be idiotic of me to refuse such a proposal. So, how about you let me think about this? It sounds too good to be true if I'm honest, and you're doing plenty of things for a man you have just met. I hope you don't intend to just give and give without asking anything in return. Feeling like I'm using you is not a good feeling, frankly. Until an idea came to mind. Probably not enough to repay the kindness of the goddess, but he could not think of anything else. Chair pushed backward and steps taken to the divinity. Face held between fingers and lips pressed against the other's lips. Ravenous, steamy and full of passion, then stopped. I guess you can consider this payment unless you want more, which I can't offer right now.

[dangerous-realms]

You're even more ravishing than yesterday, your majesty. //Elysia

Blue eyes encased in black voids look around the throne room of the castle that belonged to the empress of the Khovian race, a castle that resided on the planet Niubrahiri. Who was that voice who called from the otherwise crowded room? A room full of Niubrahiri aristocracy, yet this wasn't the voice of someone she's spoken to before. It would take a bit before her gaze finally settled on an unfamiliar face, one she likely didn't notice amongst the commonwealth that filled the room yesterday, someome who was much closer then she originally thought to be. With a smug grin she would speak.

"Why of course I do, an empress has to look her best when around the people who live under her. It would be undignified to look like anything other then a proper lady."

She says, she was wearing a rather beutiful dress paired with her crown, here's crossed underneath it as she leans on her elbow and looks at the other. She looked to be a Zirant, though she hasn't met a Zirantaa with this much muscle before. The other was a strange yet pretty woman who possesed a strange soul to match, a soul which intrigued her.

[dangerous-realms]

♡ Mage and Demon Queen ♡

[dangerous-realms]

Link

Lavender

Oh moon child, restless sleeper, tell me what it's like to dream? You float along the margins of reality, picking up the pieces of fallen memories to sculpt into your own realm. You are searching, but your tongue is quiet, quiet, quiet. Open your mouth and sing my dear, silence only does you good for so long. And here you planted roots in the darkness, where not even the moon can reach your leaves. There is such a thing as being too practical, for you sail your ship on perpetually calm waters, and never have you spotted land. your mind has wings, uncage them! Allow yourself to dream, you are not too far gone. There is no such thing! trust in yourself dear.

[dangerous-realms]

— Riisovaak, is it me or do you not know what it's like to be anything else but a goddess of war? You gifted me a sword as a gift, and you're lucky that I'm also a warrior, but what if I wasn't? You decided to be the leader of an army because it's all you know how to do, isn't it?

Oh, what's this?

The goddess thinks, leaning in her desk with her hand propping up her head as the warrior spoke. What was this tone he was using? Other then how disrespectful he was being to her, warrior of seemingly infinite years, it also sounded like he was mocking her. Saying all she knew how to do was fight, fight, and fight some more. Her irritation for such showed through her hair becoming more fire like, the crack of a grin pulling at her right corner of her lips.

"Hah, that's quite the assumption you made, Kefla~."

Should she be pissed? Probably. Offended? Maybe. Though, considering he knows some of her history, to be diluted to nothing but that of a war god amused her a bit. While what he dajd was true to some point, she know how to be other things.

"Yes, it's true that most of what I know is because I'm a war god, it doesn't mean that that's all there is to me, dear. Saying that is like saying I've gone soft because I've matured and calmed down a bit over the years~."

She made sure to emphasize the word 'bit' as truly, she was just controlling her temper and bloodlust. She was not only war, but fire as well which was a horrible combination in the eyes of many. Having a hot temper of fire slured together with the blood and battle lust of war was really something to not only fear, but respect. To play with fire if not already skilled with it would result in a burn as nasty as gash. To fuck with a war god who's pride is high is the epitome of of fuck around and find out, the equivalent of touching an exposed wire while not knowing of its live or not. It was fifty-fifty when it came to saying these kinds of things to a war god.

"Once again, you are correct, mostly. Unlike some of the other gods, I became the leader of this army on my own fruition. So, while I know lots, I play into what I know how to do best. After all, only a fool would reveal all their cards to those around them~."

She was truthful about this at least, there was more to her that met they eye. She wasn't just and extroverted goddess with a love of the battlefield, but she was also a woman of many talents past that. However, before she spoke, she would lean back in her chair and put her feet up on her desk, her boots were thankfully clean.

"As for what would I have done if you weren't a warrior when I gifted you that blade? Simple. I would have taken it back and gifted you with something fitting but still useful. Still a medallion, but one that would make you immune to fire and able to tolerate even the most intense heat."

She knew he was being mean to her with all this, it wasn't going to go unforgten. She would get him back, she could pull the same cards. She wasn't one to let something like this slide after all.

[dangerous-realms]

OC's Background Relationships Ask Game

Send an ask with OC + emoji (or the corresponding text), get a short ramble about the relationship of that OC with the corresponding side/background characters!

🎲 - Biological parents

👑 - Person who raised your OC and/or was important during their formative years

❓ - Estranged family/relatives they've never met

📎 - Siblings/close family

✨ - Children (current or future)

💎 - Chosen family (including warband)

🧸 - Childhood friends

🏆 - Best friends (past, current or future)

💌 - First crush/love

💋 - First kiss

🌹 - First relationship

🌶️ - First intimacy

💍 - Partners (current or future)

💔 - Exes

🍑 - Notable flings

✏️ - Classmates (including other cubs at the fahrar for charr)

⚙️ - Coworkers/boss (krewe/other charr outside of warband)

🐾 - Pets

🔪 - Enemy/nemesis

💢 - Person they can't stand

⚰️ - Someone they lost (not necessarily dead)

🩹 - Someone who was a source of trauma

🗑️ - "It's complicated"

©️ - Bonus: Canon NPC important to them

[Note: doesn't have to be in-depth, and if something is not applicable to an OC, you get to reroll!]

[dangerous-realms]

now you'll 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐊𝐄 on your words

Swallow This.

[dangerous-realms]

i’m like if an angel fell from heaven and got insanely fucked up from the impact

[dangerous-realms]

[dangerous-realms]

                                          It’s all bullshit. It’s all a fucking lie. 

                                     And I’m just a pawn in your stupid games.

[dangerous-realms]

hc + 🚬 for a headcanon about a bad habit //Zoe

When it comes to bad habits, Zoes definitely has a bad one.

Negative self talk/thoughts on self-

This stems from Dractan culture. The standards for mates are heavily based off how brutal the culture is. Being as bare boned as looks, their ability to fight, and their bloodthirst. The last foster which isn't a must.

Now, Zoe is far from the most bloodthirsty Dractanaa, which is fine as in their eyes her ability to fight and her looks were good enough to them. However when she lost her leg and haired all those nasty scars she has, her ability to fight and her looks went down drastically in their eyes. Such affected Zoes self esteem greatly and is part of the reason why after her best friend and crush, Rusuki, passed away, that she never went to seek out someone else. Rusuki was a great part of why Zoe had the confidence to join the track team and become the track star she was at that point. They were compleate opposites on the social spectrum too and Rusuki was an extrovert and Zoe is an introvert.

As being denounced by Deactan culture that she's only really useful as a fling or someone to bare strong children (as her and her brothers are the first Dractan born with a viable amount of mana with a plus being useful magic in a few thousand years) over someone worthy of a being their mate, she naturally developed negative thoughts about herself which has prevented many good things from happening to her. It has also made her oblivious to someone's affections unless they are very straight forward due to her not believing herself worth of having a mate. Which not only means she lacks in the relationship knowledge department, but it's made her jealous of her siblings who have successfully and loving relationships.

[dangerous-realms]

Send "👐" to see how my muse reacts to your muse cupping their face with both their hands!

If symbol is not seen send "cupped!" alternatively.

Be sure to specify muse for those that are multis!

[dangerous-realms]

Send 👨‍👩‍👦 for my muse to talk about their family