#//Adam is going to be HEAVILY CANON DIVERGENT

[originemesis]

"creation took 7 days; now watch me fuck it all up in one night"

canon divergent adam / abel // haz.b.in h.o.tel

21 + / mid-low activity / private

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about // playlist // active headcanon // current verses // rules [beneath]

Caard-Esque:

Blog is 21+ for content concerns and mun is 25+ (an old) and will not interact with minors on this blog. minors should technically not follow me here either ~ so, don'tttttt...do that? thanks! if i catch you, you're yeeted to the shadow realm.

Do not follow this blog if you are sensitive to the sensitive topics related to this particular genre. I tag with "content word cw" for the extra wild stuff, but that's about it. adam literally has the highest swear/slur count in the show and he's only in 3 episodes, so be aware of that.

I tend to be private/selective as i get fairly overwhelmed with too much activity. i really get into plots though, and i'll spam the dash with some silly original dick chauvinism from time to time when ive fed my inner gremlins past midnight. That said, I do get easily overwhelmed when I'm following too many people and multi muse blogs in particular can exacerbate this feeling, so if I do not follow back - I might just not be in a good place to atm or I just don't see possible interactions btw our characters. It's nothing personal! ^^

This is a mutuals only interaction blog for my sanity (anons being fine). if i can see plots happening between us, i'll likely follow. but i get overwhelmed easily so please don't take it personally if i don't follow back or follow back right away.

I am not exclusive, but I prioritize my plotted threads and may have some mains/activity based off that as far as my main verse goes. But I will never be fully exclusive and i enjoy exploring different character dynamics. Also multiship is fine, but I am not exclusively here to ship or write suggestive content. My muses have always and will always require plotting and scene chemistry for me to consider writing ship material. In the case I do reblog shippy prompts still feel free to send in ofc! I'll see if I can make it work or not.

If I don't get a follow back within a week or two, if blogs i follow go inactive for up to 6-7 weeks, or if there's just no attempt on either of our ends to connect for an indefinite amount of time - i'll occasionally go through my list and soft block to clean things up. if we ever want to give it a go in the future, the option is there for us to re-follow and resume! i have in the past been made to feel like I'm walking on egg shells in rpcs regarding these matters and id rather avoid it here...im just here to chill, write and leave weird surprises in dms.

I don't like the feeling of being 'collected' so...if you are interacting with multiple of my muses, I ask you have a different dynamic for mine than them. This is just an act of courtesy I also extend to my rp partners. I interact more with folks that have a special relationship with my muse, so it's needed to deep dive into more interesting topics for me. I also do not usually interact w/ other of the same muse cuz I feel like I 'absorb' how others play him and I want to keep my version separated from that. I might give it a shot some times though depending on how it's presented.

I know that Adam is a bad guy. He's insufferable and can push buttons- but I am not him and I dislike constantly feeling like I'm being barraged for his actions, especially since I consider him to be a heavily layered character that should not be shoe horned into a standard 'ok irredeemable and never allowed nice things' box. So- if you honestly hate this character please don't interact. I am here for exploring taboo topics and ways that a flawed character can make others think he's justified, betray them, make people feel COMPLICATED things... I also love torturing my muse and taking the piss out of him, so I don't need people moving in and tying to constantly put him down/ruin his current plots by being god modey or not at least asking me how we should proceed in a power dynamic, or relationships cuz you don't ship what I ship, or find my interactions with other characters 'toxic' and 'not allowed'...let me explore and enjoy what I like on my blog within reason and do talk with me on dms if you don't like how things are going with our muses and you wanna explore other routes. I love to plot and I am very reasonable.

This post/my rules and conditions are subject to change based on what I get up to on here.

[prpfz]

❤️‍🔥 21 y/o Queer mun seeking 18+ Hazbin Hotel/Hellaverse Rp! M x M only ship wise, but willing to go for platonic stuff! Not necessarily looking for Dead Dove, but I’d like to have an rp partner who’s Dead Dove friendly! Super trans friendly as I prefer to portray my muses as transmasc!

I’m looking to play as Lucifer Morningstar! Hoping to write with any of these characters: Alastor, Adam, Michael Morningstar ( Suppose he’d be an Oc technically, but also incest ship friendly! ), Vox, Valentino, Husk, Angel Dust, Charlie, any of the Angels, Asmodeous/Ozzie, Mammon, etc! I’d be happy to write with others just ask if you think we’d be a good match!

Plot wise I REALLY really want to do an Angst plot! Hoping to do something where maybe Lucifer watches those closest around him being redeemed or welcomed into Heaven, and maybe your muse is one of the last friend he has left ( or lover ). I’d love to do something based on the angst surrounding his regret and pain of being a fallen angel, his failed dreams, etc. Maybe it puts tension on relationships, maybe he lashes out or breaks down, etc. Happy to do any canon divergent plots or anything taking place after S1! Any ideas you or I might have based around the fan song Fallen Angel by Yukidomari on YouTube because that’s heavily my inspo and muse right now!

My writing ranges from lazy lit to novella; possibly slow replies at times but I can absolutely be fast paced too. I’m down for any smut to plot ratio, but I would definitely like to include smut at least a little bit if there’s any shipping. And even if we do a smut heavy rp I want it to have a lot of plot based lore to it. I’m open to all ideas you may have for plot, just ask! I only write on discord but I prefer to see if we match in DMs.

On the topic of smut I head canon Lucifer as a bottom just to be upfront if that’d be a dealbreaker!

If any of that sounds up your alley or still has your attention, please leave a like and I’ll get back to you asap!

give a like and anon will get back to you

[effemar]

hi are there any trc fics you would recommend? (saw your tags on that one fandoms with good fic post)

ohhhhh tumblr user after my own heart...

First of all, some of my thoughts on the subject. I love fanfiction -- both as a phenomenon and as a genre of writing. I have a deep and sincere appreciation for the earnest engagement with media it fosters, the creative potential it holds, and the way it can be truly and deeply bad. This being said, what I think makes a fic good is different from what makes a book or a movie good. To me, a good piece of fanfiction is simultaneously a story and a piece of analysis. It should respond to the work it's based on, even (or perhaps, especially) to the detriment of its functionality as a standalone narrative.

This is all to say that the fics I'm recommending here rely heavily on knowledge of the books, and their main merit is in how they engage with the canon narrative. So bear that in mind.

TRC has a lot of fic in a variety of niches and tones. I will try to give you a diverse sampling. That being said, the vast majority of TRC fic that exists is Adam/Ronan (because fandoms are predictable like that) which means the recommendations here are slanted that way.

In no particular order:

Son of the Nuclear A-Bomb -- This is the fic I recommend most among this selection. A clear divergence from canon, it nevertheless extrapolates perfectly on existing themes, to the point that it straight-up predicted several plot points regarding Ronan's family in The Dreamer Trilogy. It's the TRC fic of all time.

Out for Re-henge -- Among TRC fics, there's a surprisingly substantial percentage that are, simply and exclusively, about Blue and Ronan having platonic bonding moments. It's just two teenagers having unmagnificent adventures. Like, as a distinct genre. I've never observed this in any other fandom. You can find more of these under the 'Ronan Lynch & Blue Sargent' relationship tag, with Gen checked as the work category. There's some real gems.

empire that runs on its own -- MIND THE TAGS. I said I'd give you diversity, so I'm giving you diversity. I hesitate to recommend this fic usually, as it can be unpleasant to read and has genuinely upsetting subject matter, but if I'm going to talk about how good TRC fic is, I have to pull out the big guns. It's genuinely incredible work. There's imagery and themes in this that still echo in my head, years after I first read it.

feels better biting down -- Everything by this author is incredible, but I enjoy this fic in particular because it's set in an unexplored bit of time before the series actually starts. It has a unique, lethargic tension that mimics the state of the characters' relationship at this point. It is almost pointedly unromantic, despite dealing with characters who we know have/will have a romantic dynamic during the events of the books.

my bones into your bones -- This fic frustrates me so much. It's incredibly emotionally intense, it has lines that are tattooed on the inside of my eyelids, and it's completely and unapologetically About People Fucking so I can't recommend it to anyone without paralyzing embarrassment. I skipped over this fic in the tag for like three years because of this, but eventually I decided to see what all the fuss was about, and gave it a try. When I tell you it's good, I mean that I felt like I'd been put through the fucking laundry.

Those are mostly pretty serious fics, so here's some light(er) runner-ups as palate-cleansers.

see you somewhere, someplace, sometime -- Ronan assholery, feat. Declan

Hey, Brother (PUNKBITCH) -- Ronan assholery, feat. Blue

in your manner of speaking -- Ronan assholery, feat. Adam (are you beginning to notice a pattern)

[quietwings-fics]

apocalypse averted

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Doctor Who Ship: Castiel/Gabriel/Lucifer/Dean/Sam Additional Tags: POV Outsider, Fluff and Angst, Polyamory, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angelcest (Supernatural) Wordcount: 776 Summary:

Michael is in Stull Cemetery the fated day they’re meant to fight. Lucifer is… not.

Prompt:

"hi, for the rarepairs prompts, can i request a s5 dean/sam/lucifer/castiel/gabriel stopping the apocalypse? thank you! :3"

Michael is in Stull Cemetery the fated day they’re meant to fight.

Lucifer is… not.

He waits, generously, a few hours. Lucifer doesn’t arrive. Michael gets antsy, enough so that even Adam notices in the corner of his mind that Michael’s shoved him into, a haughty little snort at Michael pacing through the graves before Michael shuts him out.

It’s not like his brother is hard to find. Archangels are beacons to each other. He lands-

He lands outside a cabin. He blinks at it. The lights are on inside, snow piling on the porch and against the windows. The curtains are drawn to keep anyone from seeing in. Michael trudges up to the door, considers tearing it off its hinges, and reluctantly knocks instead. He waits, suppressing his vessel’s instinct to shiver.

His brother answers the door. Michael takes a step back.

“Huh,” Gabriel says, “guess it’s that day already.” Michael stares at him, unable to process his brother’s voice for the first time in thousands of years. He should be dead. Michael thought-

“Who’s at the door?” Michael’s head snaps to look behind Gabriel, but he can’t see his true vessel, only hear him.

“Family!” Gabriel calls back. “Well, come on, out of the cold, Mikey.”

Mikey?, Michael mouths, too disorientated to argue.

Gabriel shuts the door behind him and heads back deeper into the cabin. Snow is melting off of Michael’s hair as he stands at the entrance. Lucifer is here. He’s so bright that being this close to him makes Michael’s grace ache.

How could he miss Gabriel? How did he hide? He has to chase after him to know, but in the next room, he finds his brother already flopping back onto a couch with his true vessel, kicking his shoes off as Dean tries without much effort to shove his head out of his lap.

Michael can’t come up with words. (His lungs hurt, his heart hurts, everything in his vessel’s chest hurts, just looking at Gabriel’s comfy wiggle into Dean’s space. Is there something wrong with Adam? Why is it so hard to exist here?)

He pulls his gaze away to the room’s other couch. First, he spots Sam Winchester, uninhabited, and beside him, wrapped under heavy blankets, Castiel, the rebel. Michael should obliterate him now, but he’s frozen watching Castiel lean into Sam so casually and sigh. One of Sam’s hands wraps around Castiel’s waist, and the other…

Michael follows his arm down to the archangel sitting on the floor between Sam’s legs. Lucifer’s head is tilted back as Sam massages his scalp, a rumble of pleasure rolling out of him at each of Sam’s touches. Castiel nudges Lucifer with his foot, and Lucifer loosely wraps his hand around his ankle. His eyes are shut, pure bliss spread across his face.

(He hurts. Looking at Lucifer, relaxed and happy, is worse than anything he’s ever felt.)

“What?” is all Michael manages, voice borrowing a crack from the body’s owner.

Lucifer’s eyes open heavily. He drags his gaze over to Michael, head tipping against Sam’s thigh. Sam doesn’t stop, just slides his hand down and presses his fingers into the muscles of Lucifer’s neck until he groans quietly.

“Hello, Michael,” Lucifer says. “I’m sorry. I’ve decided not to end the world. You can go home.”

From across the room, Dean snorts (and it sounds a little like the way Adam did earlier in Michael’s mind.) “‘Decided’,” he says. “Like it didn’t take all four of us to convince you.”

Lucifer should snap at Dean for that, for the scoff and the injury to his pride. Michael waits for it. A sleepy smile spreads over Lucifer’s face instead as he sits up straighter for Sam to rub more of his neck.

“You wore me down,” he says, fondly. His gaze eventually drifts back to Michael. “You won’t change my mind back, brother.”

“You can’t.” Michael sounds helpless, and he hates it, and why is his vessel so tense? Why won’t his throat let out the words he needs to say to force Lucifer back into his role? Why does he want to run and never remember this warm, cozy place that isn’t his?

Lucifer narrows his eyes. “Take my free will up with God,” he says, with the first familiar sliver of cruelty Michael’s expected.

“Lucifer,” Castiel says, and Lucifer’s eyes go soft again as he looks back at the angel.

“You’re right,” he murmurs. Kinder, he turns to Michael a final time. “It’s my gift to you, too. You can do whatever you want now, brother. We’re free.”

Michael can’t bear it. He leaves. He does not look back.

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[firstwcman]

𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖜𝖈𝖒𝖆𝖓 / firstwcman; a somewhat divergent & personal portrayal of Lilith Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel, woven with pieces of mythology and headcanons, written by Red.

𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 / expectations; this blog will feature dark and sexual content, seeing as the setting itself is placed in Hell and Lilith is a highly sensual character. there will also be mentions and discussions of child loss, miscarriages, and the grief of difficult conception as this is a core part of Lilith's character. muns below the age of 21 will be blocked on sight. you're pushing it at 20 lmao.

𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 / blog; this blog is somewhat private & mutuals only (opens are free game, however). original characters are very welcome, and I am crossover friendly to an extent. please read Lilith's about before interacting. this blog does not tag trigger warnings.

activity: very low for grieving.

𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 / about.

𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 / rules.

𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖘 / verses.

𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖘 / credits.

𝖒𝖚𝖓 / mun.

𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖔 / promo.

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘 / opens.

𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖘 / prompts.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 / permanent starter call.

𝖑𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖍'𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖊𝖝𝖙 / lilith's wall of text.

𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖗𝖙 / pinned art by hinsou.

𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖙 / spotify art by hellpple_hz.

lilith icon by ChandlLucky.

𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑 / blog roll;

@gctchell - my hellaverse multimuse where this lovely lady was moved from.

@dustedlilac - my take on vaggie which dates back to 2018, very canon divergent.

@crimsonfacets - my general multimuse, comprised almost entirely of animated characters.

@krupnick - my jessica rabbit who is on a long hiatus at the moment.

@faircanopus - my elizabeth m. from black butler / kuroshitsuji.

@wolfofwinchester - my take on claudia p. from black butler / kuroshitsuji, heavily canon divergent.

upcoming events;

all is quiet on the circus front..

Divergence notices;

I play with both version ideas of God creating Lilith and Adam as well as the Angels. I can swap easily depending on my partner's preference, though to keep with canon, I'll default to the Angels for casual. My portrayal was made 1/30/2024. The beach scene is not my lore, nor is this vague deal made with Adam. If I like it in the future, I might play with it, but for now I'm just doing my own thing. I've had this woman for a year prior in private and am going with some of the things I have worked into her from behind the scenes to mix with canon as much as I am comfortable with. As my default, Lilith and Lucifer are not actually separated in my portrayal. Hell could certainly think so, and Charlie could definitely think that they have some issues going on, i.e, the last time she saw them together, it was in disagreement over the Sinners and the Extermination, the one thing that Lilith and Lucifer collide on as they exist at polar opposite points on the spectrum in their personal regards. If separation is something that you as my rp partner would like to play with, please discuss it with me first! As stated in my rules, I personally do not accept the sexual innuendo involving the apple. I have been playing the marriage as monogamous and do not have interest in playing with an open relationship/marriage concept.

[darkconsumed]

regarding verses; as to keep from giving myself too much work and making a million pages, all verses will be as follows.

canon / young verses will be place holders for pre series and wilderness / 1996 timeline. all muses ( except paul and adam ) will be between the ages of sixteen and eighteen.

canon / adult verses will be place holders for pre series ( 2000 to 2021 ) and present day timeline. all muses ( except paul and adam ) will be between the ages of twenty-two and forty-four.

canon verses for paul and adam will be a place holder for pre series ( 2019 to 2021 ), the 1996 timeline ( paul only ), and present day timeline. this verse will be more suited for any interactions with the yellowjackets team ( which is doubtful but plotting can happen ) and will follow paul navigating life without ben ( this is simply an assumption until proven otherwise. ) as for adam, the verse will follow his canon up until his death in season one.

original character(s) verses will fall into the canon timeline with slight adjustments to make said original character(s) fit into canon. plotting will always be encouraged.

regarding the canon events of season two with natalie and kevyn; their deaths do not happen. i will at a later date go into further explanation as to how they both survive but the general premise for nat is that she was able to stop misty from attacking lisa or herself thus preventing her death from happening. more information will be added as the show goes on but she will be heavily canon divergent and head canon based. kevyn will be a bit more trickier and will need plotting.

**edit** more information regarding natalie's canon as far as i'm concerned can be found HERE. will still fall under her ( n. scatorccio v: trade my joy for my protection | canon adult ) verse tag.

regarding the canon events for season one with travis; his death does serve a purpose as it brings the fellow survivors back together. so for his character, i will be following canon including his death. however there will be a major focus on his life post rescue and pre series.

[dutyworn]

Garrus is Wren's second in command starting shortly after his recruit in ME2, on default, and during all of ME3 that he's a part of the crew meaning since Palaven (ME1 is Pressly, like in canon; she's too new to being in command of an entire ship to question the order of command). If your muse is literally Miranda, since she's canonically ME2 second in command, I will for our interactions, keep it as Miranda, on default. If your muse is Garrus, I won't assume he's in this position unless you tell me that's fine. If your muse is not canonically Shepard's XO, but for your portrayal in roleplay default they are, it's still going to be Garrus unless we plot it out ooc, and it has to make sense from Wren's point of view. Her second in command needs to be both someone she trusts to go by her values and trusts her life with, and someone with experience in leading a team. Garrus is, by default, her best friend, as an NPC. He also has leadership experience as Archangel, the game canonically recognises him as having leadership qualities during the suicide mission, and he's never had an issue following her lead, meaning she trusts him to do what she would do, not act as an XO by his own values, in the case of clashes. Please don't be offended if I keep it as Garrus. Obviously, this only applies to Wren; if we're interacting on my other muses, and your muse is Shep's second in command by default to your portrayal - canon or not, I will default my muse to it as well, as we're writing with a vague Shepard, rather than my Shepard. Same goes for verses where Wren is not in the "Shepard role". I am not the authority on who Shepard picks as her XO, I'm only the authority on who Wren picks. Nine times out of ten, unless your muse is canonically XO, I will keep it as Garrus. I don't mean this to disrespect your headcanons, I just... don't think it's fair to ask me to modify my muse for their sake, either, seeing as it is Wren, who makes that decision, if she is Commander Shepard in a verse. Also, how much your muse means to her, how close they are, has nothing to do with this decision. She might be best friends with your muse, in a relationship with them, your muse might even meet the requirements (goes by Wren's values, Wren trusts her life with them, leadership experience) and it will still be Garrus nine times out of ten because it will probably make sense to her portrayal.

I love Miranda. But it'd be out of character for Wren to not take control of the Normandy enough to demand she names her own second in command, and they do start off kind of rough; she doesn't trust Miranda until later, until her loyalty mission and knowing her better, by default. Like I love Miranda but my default for them becoming actual friends is around Miranda's loyalty mission; but they do become friends. This is not about character hate, it's about what's in character for Wren. And as I said, when I interact with Miranda blogs, I will default to Miranda being in her canonical position, as I don't wish to undermine other muses' canon at all. (In this case insert Cerberus bullshit as the reason why she can't appoint Garrus to XO.)

I use the EGM and Spectre Expansion mods for ME3 along with heavily modding the ending, and I believe it's EGM that adds it, but like I can assign positions on the ship, and I have Garrus, canonically to my gameplay for Wren, as her second in command on the third game.

Also, Tali is appointed Chief Engineer when a part of the crew, in place of Adams. But the rest is more or less in flux for roleplay purposes (mainly because fuck if I know what half of the full manifest even means lol I am really pretending I know what the fuck I'm talking about most of the time here)

I will not, ever, fuck with your muse's military rank. If you say your muse has a different rank than canon? I will roll with it. I will support it one hundred percent. I love diverging from strict canon. A muse's rank isn't Wren's business. It's simply a matter of who she would appoint to an important position on her ship. Same goes for squadmates becoming Spectres. I mean it when I say I'm super flexible with things, as long as I can make it make sense for Wren's portrayal. Like, if your muse needed a Shepard recommendation to being appointed a Spectre. 99 out of 100 safe to say I can make it make sense she would. If your portrayal is insistent on some big choice in the game Shepard makes being different to my default worldstate. I can most likely make it make sense as well. For example: No. I will not make it where she wants the geth destroyed rather than to have the quarians make peace with them. However, I will make it where she tried but failed. We're not limited to what's possible in the games, here, people. Give it an external factor that made the attempt fail. If it's about her values. Her words. Her emotions. Her opinions. I won't compromise who Wren is for the sake of someone else's muse. I will, however, gladly compromise the actual events. Bring in new factors. Make shit fail, outside of her control. Make her make mistakes, even.

But things where it's directly her decisions. If your muse, who canonically is not already Shepard's second in command, in your portrayal is? And you want to keep it that way for our interactions? She still would, most likely, ask Garrus first. Maybe your muse was her second choice, maybe we can justify that for her, maybe Garrus as an NPC simply did not agree to the position. I am flexible. But I am flexible in "third factor" kind of ways. Not in Wren's... self.

[zenlesszonezero]

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[heavenlyfxther]

ind. sel. pri. hellverse centric Yahweh

21+ only. nsfw & triggering themes.

canon divergent, hc heavy. multiverse.

penned by toxic. 28. they/them.

sideblog to @electriccapitalist

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yahweh / metatron

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heavily critical of religion, religious extremism, tradition & history.

this version of God is in line with the fucked up approach to faith and humanity present in the hellverse. this is the god that rewarded Adam for his treatment of women. this is the god that approved Sera's proposal for the exorcists. this is the god responsible for the awful version of earth we see in hb.

do not interact if you're going to be legitimately offended or potentially harmed by this problematic portrayal of the Abrahamic god

I believe in everyone's right to religious freedom and practice. So long as it does not interfere with the wellbeing and safety of others.

I am agnostic if it matters. Raised by a spiritual indigenous woman and a roman catholic white man. I have my own religious trauma, generational trauma (residential schools in canada) and an informed opinion on organized religion as a whole.

I do not feel comfortable interacting with or roleplaying anything revolving around Jesus Christ, Mary or Joseph. please respect this.

given the controversial nature of this muse and the fact that he's all powerful and all knowing (to not metagame or godmode with him is kind of impossible), it is heavily encouraged that you approach me first to write and engage. as I do not wish to force this muse onto anyone potentially unwilling. as always please never hesitate to talk to me ooc if you feel overwhelmed or unhappy with the way a thread/plot is going.

[soijutsu]

Blythe's Geto Suguru, found at soijutsu.tumblr.com. A private and selective interpretation of Geto Suguru as they are found in the Jujutsu Kaisen animanga. Please read my rules below the cut. Prompts, which can be sent at any time, can be found here. Icon border found here. If you are a non - roleplay blog, please do not interact. Affiliated with Hel's portrayal of Gojo Satoru, found at @reikugan.

I  am  mutually  exclusive  and  will  only  interact  with  those  who  I  follow  and  follow  me  back. People  who  violate  this  will  be  hardblocked,  no  exceptions. I  will  not  follow  anyone  who  exhibits  genuinely  problematic  behaviors,  aka  those  who  are  -ists  or  -phobes,  aging  up  minors  to  write  smut,  those  who  write  out  rape/non-con  scenes,  or  those  who  feature  ships  with  incest. I  will  not  follow  solo  blogs  in  the  glee,  eternals,  harry  potter  or  stranger  things  fandoms,  historical  rp  blogs,  or  those  who  write  heavily  with  them. Solo blogs  that  attempt  to  follow  me  from  these  fandoms  will  be  blocked  on  sight. Multis  are  exempt  from  this,  but  at  my  discretion. I  will  not  follow  Billy  Hargrove,  Nick  Goode,  Kylo  Ren,  Homelander,  The  Deep,  Stormfront,  Soldier  Boy,  or  Tate  Langdon  blogs  or  those  they  write  with  those  characters. Multis  are  not  exempt  from  this  rule. I  will  not  follow  blogs  that  use  dead  fcs  or  people  that  use  Johnny  Depp,  Gina  Carano,  Rosario  Dawson,  Adam  Driver,  Amber  Heard,  any  problematic  actor,  or  any  actor  that  has  asked  not  to  be  used  in  roleplay. I  will  not  follow  blogs  that  depict  real  people  or  blogs  that  use  athlete  fcs. Due  to  some  past  experiences  in  the  rpc,  I  have  a  private  dni  that  I  will  only  share  upon  request  with  mutuals. If  your  name/alias  or  age  is  not  listed  anywhere  on  your  blog/carrd/doc,  I  will  not  follow. Please  do  not  follow  me  if  you're  under  21.

This blog is canon divergent. My main verse is one where Suguru teaches the second years at Tokyo Jujutsu High. I also have a verse that is canon compliant, as well as a variety of other verses that can be found here.

I  hardblock/softblock  quite  liberally.  I  want  my  dash  to  be  a  comfortable  place  to  be  and  I  will  curate  it  in  the  way  that  I  want  to  in  order  to  make  this  happen.  In  that  same  vein,  if  you  want  to  hardblock/softblock  me  to  make  your  dash  more  comfortable,  then  do  it.  I  won't  message  you  asking  why  or  vague  you  for  it.  I want  your  dash  to  be  comfortable  too.

Sexual content ( mostly headcanons ) may be written on this blog due to Suguru being of age. It will be tagged properly if it is. I prefer to write explicit smut on discord with friends. I will not be forced or manipulated into writing smut. I will hardblock for this behavior.

I  practice  having  mains,  exclusives,  and  affiliates.  I will  accept  two  versions  of  each  character  as  a  main,  but  only  one  version  of  each  character  as  an  exclusive  and  affiliate.  I  also  practice  ship  exclusivity.  Ship  exclusivity  and  normal  exclusivity  do  not  go  hand  in  hand.  Exclusivity  does  not  automatically  equal  affiliation,  but  affiliation  automatically  equals  exclusivity  to  me.  My  affiliates  are  an  integral  part  of  my  canon  and  cannot  be  replaced.  All  three  categories  receive  priority  plotting.  Becoming  exclusives  and  affiliates  require  extensive  plotting  and  writing  in  order  for  me  to  form  these  connections,  whether  that  writing  take  place  on  dash  or  on  discord.

In terms of shipping, Suguru is closed to shipping due to his deep and emotional connection to Gojo Satoru, especially Helaena's portrayal. This does not mean I'm not interested in forming other relationships with him, such as platonic, familial, or antagonistic. Anyone who doesn't respect the fact I'm not interested in having romantic ships on this blog outside of Satosugu will be blocked.

I  normally  don't  post  starter  calls,  I  post  plotting  calls  and  reblog  memes.  I  don't  like  that  mandatory  interest  tracker  thing  and  likely  won't  fill  them  out  unless  we're  already  friends.  However,  if  no  attempt  to  interact  is  made  within  two  weeks  of  following,  whether  that  be  liking  my  plotting  calls  or  sending  in  memes,  I  will  softblock.  I  don't  want  to  collect  followers,  I  want  to  have  a  collaborative  writing  space  here  and  will  do  my  part  in  liking  other  people's  calls  and  sending  memes.

Hi,  I'm  blythe.  outside  of  tumblr,  I'm  a  healthcare  worker  so  this  blog  is  nowhere  near  my  highest  priority.  I  have  a  multi  at  @eueclid  and  a  solo  blog  for  bruce wayne  at  @waynepire.  I  have  discord  available  upon  request  for  mutuals  and  I  look  forward  to  writing  with  you!

[strykingback]

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V- Once an Atlesian Soldier who was betrayed by his unit after he led a successful strike against a “conspiracy against  Atlas” Only to discover he was carrying out a terrorist attack against Brumel and its people as part of the Former Grand Council Leader Neros plan.  Subjected to that of a forceful transplant into a robotic frame where his mind would be “subservient” to that of Atlas.. until... he broke free of his programming and became a terror to Atlas and escaped.... until being found by PHAROH.LLC. 

“Atlas Wants a Weapon? They’ll get a Monster in Return!!”

VANCE KIKAI- A MIND TRAPPED IN A MACHINE

A- A Former High Leader of the White Fang who was caught by Vance. However the two seemingly had a heart to heart talk about what they did. He seemingly now seeks out Redemption for what he has done... and gave PHAROH all the info they needed on the people who had taken Beacon Academy down.... so far he wishes to work with PHAROH in case if he finds more thing related with the conspirators...so far Vance has welcomed his support. 

“Even Monsters Can Seek Out The Humanity Within Them....” 

ADAM TAURUS- THE RONIN OF REMNANT

I- She was found by Vance and Adam, warping in and out clearly she was in pain and was covered in blood to which the two discovered that the fox faunus was not covered in her blood, Yet what was wrong with her? Just like Vance did for Adam, He talked with her calling her a sister and letting her get comfortable around him and everyone else at her own pace to which she explained everything. She was born semblanceless  having no unique ability until joining the Artorian Military for a “Cause she supported.” Her unique set of skills made her worthy for the Dead Sea Scrolls Unit to which she later on found out was an experimental unit. To which they wanted to attempt a “Semblance Mutation.” by forcing a Semblance onto a person... and the chances of death were likely. However she survived and escaped.. but thanks to Adam and Vance finding her PHAROH was able to help her control her semblance a little more and even giving her therapy for everything that has happened. Yet she now wants to fight against the same military that has abused her and made her feel like a weapon...

“Cut the Chatter, We have a mission to stay focused on.” 

INARI AMETERASU- SOLDIER OF A VOID

N- Born into a Cult, believed to be that related to Salem, he and his family had to create different concoctions  for the cult they lived with, said cult has led different types of Grimm  to innocent villages. But as he grew older he began to question their ways, and even worse conspired on murdering the entire cult. Thankfully he walked away it was only years later during a joint operation with the Atelier Paladins and PHAROH that they discovered the cult he was born in was murdered silently....  to which one of the PHAROH and Atelier scientists discovered poison in their systems to which they were met by him... as he states: “I  did it because they were immoral and planned on attacking Mistral.... because their “Goddess told them to do it” Yet PHAROH’s CEO found out he could be useful in the field due to his knowledge about poisons and who knows, he could be a major player for vaccines in the near future. 

“*Yawn* I was just having a good dream as well until some machine was looking through my file... anyways what poison do you need me to scan this time...” 

NECROS VENENO- POISONOUS GENIUS

Together they are...

TEAM VAIN.

[soulcluster-moved]

honestly, early comic thanos is very interesting and it took me a long time of just marinating in the comics and understanding gam and adam more thoroughly to finally get it to click with thanos. they keep boxing him into being a power hunger villain and he just....was not. that wasn’t where his arc was going. I’m not ashamed to say mines going to be heavily canon divergent cause I’m sticking close to what starlin was going for with him (of course, with my own hcs and such. I don’t have any expectations that I’ll actually be spot on in what I’m doing to try to follow his writing, but it’s at least the basis of my portrayal)

[dragynkeep]

When it comes to shipping, how do you think the dropping of blacksun and iceberg will affect the anime? Both these ships were at their strongest during V1-3. It's pointless dedicating screentime to ship tease that in hindsight weren't going to happen anyway. They should take this opportunity to actually develop bumblebee and not half ass it and I don't even like the damn ship.

they’ve said that the first few episodes of the anime are covering the first two volumes & then the show would diverge from canon at that poit. as for what it means for these two ships, i don’t know & i think that the popularity of ships will definitely impact which ones are followed through more.

i don’t know how popular iceberg & blacksun were in the japanese audience at the time the show came out but if it’s still regained popularity there, i could see the show still following through with these ships, especially blacksun. bumblby didn’t gain any romantic overtones for the ship until at least volume 6 when they started heavily baiting during the fight with adam & then had the forehead touch; all of the things before that could’ve very easily been read as platonic when compared to canonical romantic moments in the show between m /f ships which was really. the whole issue with bumblby but that’s another post lmao.

[peppersonironi]

Batfam/Avengers Crossover Chapter One: Arrival

Yo, this has been on Ao3 for a while and people seem to really love it, So I thought I’d post it here! Chapter below the cut.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Category: Gen Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types Relationships: Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne, Natasha Romanov & Damian Wayne, Clint Barton & Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tim Drake & Duke Thomas, Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Dick Grayson/Wally West, Roy Harper/Koriand'r/Jason Todd, Characters: Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Barbara Gordon, Justice League (DCU), Alfred Pennyworth, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Alfred the Cat (DCU), Bat-Cow (DCU), Goliath (DCU), Selina Kyle's Cat Isis, Kate Kane (DCU), Duke Thomas, Additional Tags: Batbrothers (DCU), Avengers Meet The Batfam, MCU/Batfam crossover, Crossover, no beta we die like robins, rated T for Jason's language, I bleeped it out though. Just to be safe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, canon? What's canon?, Deaf Clint Barton,Deaf Character, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Happy Batfamily (DCU), Birdflash and joyfire are implied/referenced,

Summary:

The Avengers find themselves in an alternate universe where none of them exist. Instead, there is a different group of heroes: The Justice League. They decide to work together to get the Avengers home. But not not everything is instantaneous, so the Avengers need a place to stay. The only place available is Wayne Manor.

Que Batfamily shenanigans!

Multi-chapter fanfic, with some one shots that go along with the plot thrown in.

Notes:

This is my first time writing anything with the Avengers - especially a deaf!clint - and the Batfam, so I apologize if anything is doc. Constructive criticism is appreciated!

This is mainly comic DCU with Movie Avengers (Set after the first avengers movie, plus Spiderman, cause I can ;-)

Crack! Bang! There was a flash of blindingly bright light, followed by a huge explosion.

"Wha- where are we?"

Tony Stark looked over to Peter who had been the first to speak. Crap, the kid had come here too. But wherever here was, he did not know.

Tony, Steve, Hulk, Thor, Clint, Peter, and Natasha stood in a loose clump at the center of a smoking crater. The sky was cloudy  and dark, and they appeared to be at least five miles outside of a big city, judging from the buildings in the distance. There was also a highway filled with streaming cars a couple of miles to Tony’s right.

“This isn’t right,” He muttered, opening his faceplate. Where were the sunny tropical trees that housed the compound of Anagnorisis - weird name, he knew - who was some D-list villain who thought some slightly advanced tech made them a world-conqueror. But Tony was beginning to think that those guns were a bit stranger and more advanced than he had previously believed.

“Tell me about it,” replied Steve. “Any idea where we are? Was it some sort of teleportation gun that was shot at us? This looks nothing like the Amazon.”

Before anyone could speak, Tony received a notification. Multiple incoming objects were approaching, fast . With the exception of the second fastest, they seemed to be airborne. “Multiple incomings, perhaps hostile. Most are flying. And they aren’t missiles. I think people ? But -”

“Who are you?”

Suddenly the first object arrived, and Stark was right. It was a black haired man in a blue skin tight suit with a red “S” on it and a flowing red cape. It would look ridiculous if he wasn’t glaring daggers at the group while flying .

He was joined almost immediately by another man, this time wearing an all red bodysuit with a lightning bolt on the chest and cowl. He was not flying though. He stopped in front of them swinging his arms as lightning dissipated. He had run there.

Next came a woman dressed in the colors of the american flag, with golden cuffs, tiara, and lasso by her side. She came with a man in a green, white, and black skin tight suit with some sort of symbol - perhaps a lantern? - on his chest. He also wore a green ring and black domino mask with white lenses on his face. They were both joined by another, a split second later. This was by far the strangest arrival. He was completely bald, with green skin and red eyes. He wore navy blue pants and cape, with only a red “X” over his chest. All three were floating.

“Who are you?” The blue and red man repeated.

Tony scoffed. Was this guy serious? “We’re the Avengers, obviously.”

The group shared a look. “Is that some new kind of villain group? I swear to all that is good and holy if I need to deal with another group who think they can rule the world, I. Will. Quit.” This time the man who spoke was the runner.

Steve replied, confusion clear on his face. “We’re not villains! We’re the Avengers; Earth’s mightiest heroes!”

Instead of coming to their senses, the strangely dressed newcomers laughed .

“You do realize you are speaking to members of the Justice League?” The woman spoke, her lips pursed.

“The who now?”

“Be quiet Kid, we don’t know what we’re dealing with.” Tony spoke to Peter. He was getting more worried by the second. Something was seriously wrong.

“Dealing with?” The green dressed man frowned, clearly suspicious of the Avengers. He started to fidget with his ring. “Well, since you don’t seem to know, let me enlighten you.” He gestured to each of his companions. “Superman, son of Krypton. Wonder Woman, Amazonian Princess. The Flash, fastest man alive. Martian Manhunter, well, a martian. And Me, Green Lantern. Member of the Green Lantern Core.”

Well, that explained everything. Not.

“We do not know you, strangers.” Thor spoke this time. “Perhaps you leave us be, our green friend over here gets frustrated easily.” He pointed to Hulk, who was breathing heavily.

The green man - martian, apparently - spoke for the first time. “Not until you tell us who you are and why you are in a smoking crater near His city.”

“His?” Clint clearly did not like the way the martian spoke of this character. To be honest, Stark didn’t either.

This got the most surprised reactions from the five. They looked at each other, and Tony could have sworn there was a hint of fear in their faces.

“Oh, He is so not going to like that.” Green Lantern said.

“Combined with the fact that we ditched Him.” The Flash cringed. Then looked worried again. “Yo, green grape, you okay.

The Hulk’s breathing was growing heavier, his face contorted into that of utter rage.

“Uh-oh,” Steve said.

“I . . . Not . . . GRAPE!” Hulk roared as he charged the The Flash who nimbly dodged. Superman went down to intercede, and just got punched by the Hulk. Though it did not seem to physically bother him, he was clearly angry.

Tony shut his face plate and moved forward, intending to stop the fight, but he only got attacked by the martian. Peter jumped forward to help, and soon everyone was fighting.

Thor was pitted against the Wonder Woman, and they seemed evenly matched.  Black Widow was against The flash, and despite his incredible speed she seemed to be almost winning. Both Hawkeye and Captain America were battling Green Lantern.

No one seemed to have the upper hand, which worried Tony. These people were tough. If they couldn’t beat them . . . he didn’t know what would happen.

Peter didn’t seem to share his worry though. He instead seemed to be having fun. Tony could tell the kid was smiling beneath his mask, and his body language screamed hyper and happy. He seemed to get that way whenever they fought together, and a small part of Tony was filled with a sense of parental pride.

The fight seemed endless, no one gaining traction. Until something incredible happened. Thor threw Mjolnir directly at his opponent, and instead of being knocked down like everyone else, she caught the hammer. Every Avenger - even the Hulk - immediately froze, catching the attention of the newcomers.

“This is a very well crafted weapon, though a bit clunky,” Wonder Woman said as she tossed the hammer from one hand to the other. She paused, seeing their reactions.

“You are worthy.” Thor spoke with disbelief and a tint of resignation in his voice.

“Pardon?” Superman spoke, his frown apparent.

“Only those worthy can lift Mjolnir - my hammer. She clearly can, which means that you are trustworthy.”

*****

Five minutes of somewhat confused conversation later, they had reached an uneasy truce. Neither spoke much at first, but they soon began to compare notes. Apparently They both believed themselves to be the protectors of Earth, which brought on a bout of argument before Peter stepped in.

“Woah hold on, calm down. Something is clearly up, so there’s no need to argue!”

Wonder Woman looked contemplative. “How old are you boy, you seem young.”

Peter bristled. “I’m 15, and I’ve been a superhero for a while now, so I’m not inexperienced!”

Green Lantern laughed. “That’s not what she met, kid. We aren’t going to tell you how old you need to be to fight crime. The amount of we work with, and some even younger than you . . .” He shook his head and laughed. Then he realised how he had sounded. “I mean, we don’t force them, it's up to each individual to make that choice for themselves. Well, with the mentor’s approval of course.”

Natasha furrowed her brows. “How young are some of these kids?” Tony knew she had a thing against child soldiers, so he wasn’t surprised she was disapproving.

Green Lantern looks to the Flash. “How old is Robin at this point? 9?”

Flash laughed. “Naw, that little devil is 11. He was very adamant on that fact when he threatened me with his katana.” He shook his head.

Green Lantern laughed. “Yeah, most of the others are teenagers. Robin is the youngest, and I’d say most deadly, but Red Hood . . .”

“The Dark Knight really does have a problem,” Flash said.

His last comment made Green Lantern freeze. They both looked at each other then turned to Peter.

“Kid, stay away from The Dark Knight.” Green Lantern says.

“Yeah, if He sees you, there’s no way you’ll ever leave.”

“He’s the most dangerous man on earth,” Green Lantern adds.

“Guys, stop. You’re scaring him.” Superman looks disappointedly at the two heroes who Tony pegged as the trouble makers of the group. This idea was further cemented in Tony when they started laughing. Despite this, he decided to keep Peter as far away from this supposed Dark Knight as possible.

“Speak of the devil, he’s on his way.” Superman says this with a smile, then he cringes. “And we’re going to get an earful alright. Ten minutes ahead of him is a big deal apparently.”

In a moment. Tony got an alert that something was approaching. Fast. Soon he saw a large black military type armoured car fly down the highway from the city and off the road. It zoomed toward them.

It was a sight indeed to see the menacing black car swerve and expertly stop a few yards from the group. The top opened and a dark form shot straight up before landing in a kneeling position in front of them. The figure rose, and Tony got the first good look at him. He was a tall man with a broad chest and shoulders, dresses in complete black. There was a bat-like symbol on his chest, also in black. He wore a cape that flowed around menacingly. His face was covered by a cowl with pointed ears, like that of an owl, or perhaps a bat. The only part of his costume that was not black was the dark gold utility belt at his waist. Altogether, he was utterly frightening.

Tony took a step forward, effectively blocking Peter, who scoffed.

“Batman,” Superman said, a smile on his face.

Batman fixed the most impressive and terrifying glare upon the man that Stark had ever seen. “You broke protocol by going ahead of me. You are in my territory Superman. And you know that I cannot fly or run at the speed of sound.” He fixed his glare on the rest of his group who all reacted with either flinches or sheepish shrugs.

Batman grunted before looking at the Avengers. He sized each of them up, staying longest on Stark. Tony felt as if his entire being was being stripped away under the scrutiny.

“Alternate Dimension jumpers, not by choice I’m assuming.”

He spoke so simply that it took a minute for Tony to react. Even then, the man was already on his way back to his car.

“We’re near Gotham, let’s regroup at the Cave.”

Tony didn’t know what this Cave was, but he wasn’t sure he liked it. “Are you the Dark Knight?” He asked, before he lost his nerve.

The man looked immediately at the Flash and Green Lantern, who looked both scared and amused. Their sheepish smirks and chuckles dissipated when Batman looked away and back to Tony.

“The Dark Knight, The World’s Greatest Detective, The Caped Crusader, The Batman. All are titles I have earned. See you at the cave.”

And with that he hopped in his car and sped off back toward the gloomy city beyond.

[babycracker]

Fire Meet Gasoline: Chapter 6

chapter rating: teen & up story rating: explicit pairing: morgan/m!oc (tanner drake) & farah/f!oc (sadie kennedy) word count: ~2.7k chapter warnings: none story warnings: eventual smut, canon-typical violence, au - canon divergent a/n: as you can see, pairings have changed and i've added some warnings for the future bc this entire story has taken an unexpected turn and it's going to be much bigger than manner now. please don't hesitate to let me know if you wanna be taken off of the tags!

read it on ao3 here

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Sadie was sure that she'd have more time than this. Six months isn't long, after all. Well, technically four months. She's been basically on the run for the last two.

She'd had four months to enjoy being twenty-one before the Agency had contacted her about signing the treaty, and for the two months since not so politely telling them to shove it she'd been dodging the bounty hunter that she'd evidently been assigned to.

He was an idiot. A troll, she was sure of it. Big and imposing and clumsy and menacing… but stupid. She hasn't seen him in a few weeks though, and she's starting to relax, fairly sure that she's lost him.

So, for the first time in the week and a half that she's been in this city she's daring to leave her room at the hostel and check out some of what could well be her new home. She pulls her hoodie on, reluctantly pulling the hood over her head and eyeing the bland grey of the fabric with disdain for a moment. Dreadfully boring, and dreadfully cliché - a banshee roaming around donning a grey hood - but she still needs to keep a low profile. Just for a little bit longer.

Everyone's heard about the supernatural bar in the city, such things are not exactly common, though no one seems to know where it is. It would seem the only way to find out is by word of mouth, and unfortunately she doesn't know anyone here, and she can't exactly go up to random people and ask them where the local supernaturals hang.

It would really be preferable; at just over 4'3 she doesn't exactly fit in with humans, but she supposes she'll just have to make do as she heads down the street. She sticks cautiously close to the buildings, avoiding the laughing groups of people and curiously looking around at the bright and colourful nightlife.

She could get used to this.

But for now, she resigns herself to something less flashy, a not quite as cheerful and slightly shabby bar with a bright green neon sign shining from its façade reading Shakers.

Looks good enough for now, so she steps inside, a grin spreading across her face as she takes in the atmosphere. God she's missed being around humans, and this place is packed with some of the rowdiest ones she's ever seen. Her favourite kind.

There's no dancing space as far as she can see (disappointing) but the bar is huge and there are booths lining every wall, the space in the middle filled with several pool tables.

She weaves her way through the crowd, thankfully remaining largely unnoticed, and slips up onto a stool at the bar, breathing out a sigh of relief now that her height is less obvious. She spins around on her seat, leaning one elbow on the bar and watching a group of guys at the closest pool table, trying (unsuccessfully) to gather some kind of hint at how to play the game, when a voice from behind distracts her.

"What are you drinking, pretty?"

She turns, expecting to find a bartender but instead there's a man on her side of the bar and uncomfortably close, a charming and yet slightly unsettling smile on his face. She forces one to her own to keep her frown away, the eerie sense of this guy being bad news creeping through her mind and making her thoughts slightly foggy.

“I’m really not much of a drinker, thanks anyway.”

He’s good looking enough, blonde hair, bright blue eyes and dimples in both cheeks on proud display as he grins at her. But her advanced senses are ringing every bell inside of her, warning her not to trust him.

“C’mon darl, no one comes to a bar unless they want a drink,” he presses, reaching out and letting his fingertips brush against the sliver of bare wrist peeking out from the sleeve of her hoodie.

She gasps and recoils too fast to be able to reign it in, her face twisting into a frown as she pulls her sleeves down and clutches them in her fists to cover her hands entirely. She really should've worn her gloves.

Demon.

He lifts both hands in front of him, a kind of peace offering, and takes a slight step back. “Woah, take it easy. I didn’t mean to overstep.”

“It’s fine,” she clears her throat, hoping it’ll take the obvious rasp out of her voice as she struggles to get any words out at all. He grins and slides onto the stool next to her.

“If I promise not to touch you again, will you come and join us?”

She eyes him carefully for a moment before letting out a resigned sigh and giving a small nod. He seems nice enough, respectful enough. And she’s never been given any kind of guarantee that her perception is always one hundred percent accurate. Maybe she gets it wrong sometimes. Maybe she’s been disregarding people her entire life based on what she sees of them on the inside, and some of them didn’t deserve disregarding.

She’s been on her own since she ran away from home after her parents’ relentless persistence that she signed the Agency’s treaty became too much, she could do with some friends. Maybe now she can’t afford to turn down every single person that gives her a slight dishonest vibe. Who is completely honest these days anyway?

He grins again and gets to his feet, nodding towards one of the pool tables as a gesture for her to follow him. “I’m Axle.”

“Sadie,” she replies, reluctantly slipping off her seat and noticing the way he immediately arches an eyebrow at her height. He’s a demon, a supernatural, he’s probably already worked out that she’s not human and she just about winces as she waits for the inevitable questions.

They don’t come, however. He’s either much more polite than she’d expected, naïve and just thinks that she’s short, or he’s already worked out what she is and is choosing to stay quiet about it in this public space.

She follows him over to the pool table where a group of five other men are standing around playing a game, and a brief wave of panic surges through her when she realises that they’re probably all demons. They usually hang out with their own kind, and it would mean that she’s heavily outnumbered by a group of supernaturals far more dangerous and powerful than she is.

They barely spare her a glance though as she comes to stand at Axle’s side, and he barely offers an introduction in turn, instead waving his arm around the group and simply referring to them as “the guys”.

It’s probably for the best. She can handle one demon, should the need arise, she can slink away from him unnoticed, but once she has the attention of an entire group of them she’s not exactly sure how she’d get away if she needed to.

--

For someone that doesn’t talk a whole lot, Morgan sure spends a lot of time on the phone. Tanner hadn’t expected her to be so… clingy. She seems to really miss the rest of Unit Bravo now that she’s stuck away from them, which seems strange to him given that he’d assumed she wasn’t so different from him and would enjoy the break and getting to do her own thing (apart from having to work with him, of course) for a while.

But she’s on the phone again. Granted, she’s talking to Adam about their mission, but still. The number of questions she’d had about what they were supposed to do had been alarming to Tanner until he’d realised that she was most likely just coming up with the need for so much clarification as an excuse to speak to someone from her team.

Whatever her reasons though, he’s bored. He gets bored quite often with her, he realises, and he finds himself watching her on the other side of the room from where he’s kicked back on the couch, obviously and shamelessly checking her out as she paces and speaks in a hushed voice into the phone. Maybe it’d be different if he worked with her a little more; in regard to both her flirtation and their current job. At first, it’d been fun to irk her and get on her nerves but it’s already starting to get old - even for him - and he decides that maybe he should make more of an effort to be agreeable if they’re going to be stuck together for now. Or he could at least sleep with her. That might relieve some of her tension and get her to stop being such a hardass, at least.

She runs a hand through her hair and turns to face him, scowling when she notices his attention and lifting her middle finger at him before turning away.

He grins and sits up straight when she finally ends the call and turns to face him again.

“They want us to go to that bar tonight,” she tells him before he has a chance to say anything, and he groans dramatically and slides down to a slouching position, throwing his head back against the back of the couch and closing his eyes.

“It’s all work with you,” he complains, opening his eyes again when he hears her moving and watching her cross the room and start to pull her jacket on.

“We are on a job at the moment, so yeah, it’s all work.”

“You know this place isn’t gonna be like Mickey’s, right?”

She pulls a face, only small and only for the briefest second but he catches it anyway and for the first time sees how uncertain she is about having to be in that kind of environment.

“You gonna be good?” he adds, trying to sound at least a little sympathetic.

It actually surprises him how much he cares about how much this is going to affect her, and not just for the job. It’s going to be a pain in the ass, definitely. Having to keep an eye on her and make sure she’s not overwhelmed while trying to do his job at the same time, but more than that, whenever he thinks about how painful this is going to be for Morgan his stomach twists slightly, churning uncomfortably and making him feel… he doesn’t even know. Worried? Is this what worry for somebody else is?

Probably not. He’s probably just dreading having to babysit her.

--

He can already practically hear her teeth grinding by the time they get to the door of Shakers, let alone inside. They can hear (to be fair, godawful) rock music as well as the noise of what sounds like a pretty big crowd through the door, and he casts a glance in her direction. Her jaw’s clenched, brow furrowed, and eyes narrowed as she stares at the door before turning to the side and meeting his gaze.

“What? We going in or not?” she snaps, and he shrugs and waves a hand at her, gesturing to her general demeanour.

“I dunno, are we?”

She rolls her eyes and steps away from him, but he sees her shoulders rise and fall as she takes a deep breath before pushing the door open.

It’s loud. Really loud. Not too bright at least, but even he immediately catches the faint scent of alcohol, cigarettes and weed in the air. He can only imagine how strong it is to her.

His concerns for her are quickly overshadowed though when it takes less than a minute for his eyes to land on a group of men playing pool near the back of the room. He recognises them straight away, which means that they’re going to recognise him straight away and they’ll be gone before he and Morgan have gotten anywhere near them.

“Shit,” he mutters, ducking his head and turning to face Morgan more so as to turn himself away from them.

“What?” she snaps, glaring at him and not seeming to realise that something’s gone wrong, too caught up in trying to distract herself from the sensations bombarding her.

“I know them,” he answers distractedly, looking her up and down for a moment before casting a quick glance around the room in search of somewhere quieter. Something that doesn’t seem to exist in this bar.

He grabs her hand and pulls her over to the bar, nudging her to sit up on one of the stools and standing beside her, draping an arm over her shoulders and leaning in close to her. The close contact seemed to work the previous day when she was starting to become overwhelmed on the street outside, there’s no reason to think that it won’t work again in here.

“What do you mean you know them?” she asks, her voice a little less impatient as she leans back against him slightly, and he doesn’t miss the soft sigh of relief she lets out as he feels her body start to relax a little.

He doesn’t know why physical contact with him, of all people, seems to help her out but he’s going to count it as a bonus when it means that he’s able to set her at ease enough for her to function in these situations.

He glances back towards the pool table, but looks away again just as quickly, leaning down closer to Morgan to hide his face when he sees that the group are starting towards the door.

“They know you?” Morgan finally seems to click on, looking quickly towards the group and then back at him, and he only just realises how close he’s gotten to her when her nose just about brushes against his when she does it.

“Mhm,” he distractedly hums in reply, and she studies him for a moment before a small smirk crosses her face.

“I’ve been trying to get this close to you since we met, and now you’re telling me all it would’ve taken was a few demons to scare you?”

This bitch. He frowns at her, his arm dropping away from her shoulders as he straightens up again and moves away from her, temporarily forgetting that he’s trying to hide himself.

“I am not scared.” He spits indignantly.

Of all the things for her to say. Scared.

“You sure, sweetheart?”

Condescension drips from every word and his frown deepens into a glare. “Fuck you.”

“They’re going to see you,” she ignores his insult and nods behind him, and his eyes dart towards the group that have thankfully already moved past him when he remembers that whatever she thinks about him, them seeing him would be a disaster and if they knew that he was after them they’d be looking for them for weeks.

He subtly watches them go, waiting until the last two people are through the door, a blonde guy and a freakishly short girl, and then grabs Morgan’s hand and pulls her off of the stool. “Come on.”

He practically drags her out onto the street, making sure to keep a fair distance away from the group without losing sight of them through the crowd until he realises where they’re going.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Morgan mutters from beside him, obviously realising the same thing at the same time, and he stops and watches them step through the doors of the same motel that they’re staying in.

He grins and looks over at her, letting go of her hand. “Our job just got a whole lot easier.”

“You think?”

He doesn’t bother answering, just heads towards the motel once he’s sure that they’ve had a chance to get to their room and he’s not about to run into them in the lobby.

He’s stayed here countless times, he knows pretty much the entire reception staff, it shouldn’t be too hard for him to find out what room they’re staying in and pay them a visit when they’re not expecting it. Then all he needs to do is convince Morgan that he doesn’t need her help with his next job, they can go their separate ways, and everyone will be happy.

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So uhh… I decided to add more characters to the semi-ironic Evillious Chronicles x Undertale AU (Evillioustale? Underchronicles?)

Whether they'll become an angel Or an insane familiar That depends on you standing before their eyes

The Master of the Heavenly Yard brings atonement; this will show the way to Utopia

A follow up to the Master of the court Sans sketch I made a while ago

Here are some sketches w/ color. Sorry guys, I’m honestly dropping my quality lately, I’m not in the zone, hell, I didn’t even want to make an effort to draw hands and paws.

Explanations will be given after the “keep reading” thingy

Warning: spoilers for both Undertale and EC ahead

Master of the heavenly yard: Asriel Dreemurr

Design wise: Here I took a lot of creative freedom for the design, a mix between that one pic of the MoTHY/Behemo? from the back with a coat and inspiration from different outfits from characters who are royalty such as Kyle Marlon and Arth with a pinch of Allen. I wanted to make an outfit that looks like it could definitely belong in the EC universe. The color scheme is based on his robe, but I paired it with a black coat because it looked nice. Yes, he is an adult, if you were wondering. I kept the God of Hyper death horns because they looked cool, mostly.

Why x as x: in the true pacifist ending Asriel breaks the barrier achieving the monster’s biggest dream, going to the surface. I interpreted this as a Heavenly ending where utopia was achieved. I also thought of making him a twin god instead of frisk, but decided no to. After all, I realized that in order to make this work one would need to take a lot of creative liberties and diverge heavily from both the undertale and EC canon, specially in the EC character assignment/ reincarnation aspect.

Hänsel & Gretel: Chara & Frisk

Design wise: very straight forward yet controversial. Before some of you try to cancel me, and I’ve done more questionable things anyways, I want to specify that I’m non-binary myself. That being said, Chara having a dress doesn’t make them a girl, I use and love dresses myself. Injust wanted to make obvious which twin they were. I originally thought of giving both of them the Hänsel outfit, or having them both with their hair down so they didn’t look like the OG Hänsel and Gretel (as in the EC ones) with a different color palette. In the end, I decided to respect the original designs but have them both with their regular hairstyles as well as change the color scheme to fit them. The glass bottle is now a golden heart.

Why x as x: Chara being the first fallen human in my mind translated to the beginning of the story and Frisk is the one who takes the journey and depending on your actions you can make them end the story in various different ways, so they end the story. Also, at the end of the genocide route, if you want to continue playing you have to give Frisk’s souls to the first fallen human and they, so to speak, create a new world, which reminds me of the line “To birth something you have to kill…” in the song Creation Girl Gretel; Therefore, for me it fits that they could be irregular twins. Chara would be the “Creation girl” (Creation child in this case) just like Gretel and Frisk would be the “Ending boy” (Ending child in this case) just like Hänsel. So yeah, they are irregular twins heavily based on Hänsel and Gretel. But another important question arises, if they are Hänsel and Gretel, that means they are failed vessels for the twin gods. I’m still working on making that make sense, but I do have a couple of ideas. Who are their real parents and their “real parents”? Also working on that. Though Toriel as Eve and Asgore as Adam appeals to me.

At this point I do have more ideas for other characters, mainly Master of the Hellish Yard Undyne. But, yeah, enjoy this I guess.

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I wanted to try something SOOPER stylized...my Good Omens Bingo card's next prompt was "Adam." In my favorite GO fanfic, In Silence Our Secrets Lie by @ineffable-toreshi , there's a canon divergence where Crowley steals Adam, the newborn Antichrist, and places him with a good family instead of the screwup at the convent. The text is a heavily edited gist of the things he says to Adam.

Canvas board, acrylic paint, printed paper, alcohol markers, a handful of rhinestones, and dragonfly glaze on the infernal halo.