#(love u faust)

[binkyfishy]

breaking bus AU as posted on my twitter

credit to OP tysm for the idea!!

[kreachvera]

my son he has 73 diseases and turned evil .

pwab au zappa. pwabba if you will

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

So was anyone going to tell me Faust is a bigger menace than EVERYONE in the game put together or like. Was I supposed to play the Impossible Choices event (Vincent and Charles ver) myself. I LOVE that he's the definition of: 'being smarter doesn't make me more mature or helpful, it just makes my inherent lust for chaos/entropy all the more unstoppable' This shit FUCKS

I think this is the first time I've ever seen a character make Shakespeare's life a living hell and the latter didn't expect/see it coming, that was AMAZING. Mf was out here like "What the hell??? You lot don't make me suffer I make YOU suffer. Let a man obsess IN PRIVACY" and then nobody cared. Peak comedic interaction, no notes everyone pack it up

[soothedcerberus]

Funny dr man faust i love u 🥺 🌼

[killjoyjuice]

ying/yang

[deceivesthem]

@corxner cont from here

it was late in the night when Faust appeared to his table, stirring his attention. truth be told, Oliver wasn't sure if Faust was a figment of his imagination or not---everything seemed to blur together as he stares at him from where he sat. he'd come here after another one of his episodes, needing something to ease the pain in his head and in his heart. Oliver wasn't good with alcohol, but it was preferable to dealing with everything else. actually, he could probably use a smoke right now, that might help, too. maybe it would quiet the voices in his head.

you're not getting away from me, Oliver, a voice whispered in his ear causing him to tremble, fidgeting uncomfortably as he lifted his glass and took another drink. "are you real?" he hears himself ask, squinting his eyes at Faust. even if he touched him right now, that wouldn't tell him anything. some of his hallucinations could be so real that he could feel them. how un-fucking-fair. it would be easier if he could tell the difference between reality and what wasn't. unfortunately, at this time, he seemed uncertain as he leans back in his seat. "Faust... that's your name, right?" well, might as well indulge the hallucination---if it is in fact an hallucination and if not, then he supposes he has someone to actually talk to for once. go figure. either he's talking to a former student or he's a crazy man talking to an empty seat, things couldn't possibly be worse than they already are.

he sips at his drink carefully. he's halfway done with it as the question rings in his ears. he lets out an amused chuckle, waving his hand in dismissal. "i'm fine, but sure---a-a ride h-home wouldn't be so bad if you're offering."

[plsleafmelon]

OK WHO THE HOLY FUCK IS JUN AND WHY IS HE DECIMATING MY TEAM SO FUCKING HARD IN MDH

all my sinners do is breathe in his direction and he goes so trigger happy like jfc the moment i see someone boutta clash w him i go full defense mode like u just see that whole bar full of evades yeah thats me fighting him

[flovverworks]

"its just like cain when he rides a horse" CAIN RIDES HORSES ? AND MITILE HAS SEEN IT??????

[stardustandash]

I cannot stop staring at this art of my current D&D character by @the-bishop-rook!! He drew him so perfect so I must share him with the world! (also go commission Faust if u need any art, he is an amazing artist and gets it perfect every time!!)

Anyways, this is my eledrin boy Oleander Tenebria, Prince of the Court of Dreams in a dimension 20 court of fey and flowers inspired campaign. He’s a little shy, but his manners are impeccable and he has a soft southern accent. His crown and markings change colour like a mood ring. 

[meowgiciann]

"Another year of mischief completed, Faust," Hawkins said, a rare smile gracing his lips as he scratched his Mink friend behind the ear. "And I hope many more to come. I procured something for you as a token of congratulations and, I suppose, gratitude for your loyalty and endless entertainment." Gesturing to the rest of the crew, a large box was brought over. Within was a giant scratching post, a terrified, well-dressed man tied to it. Around his neck was a familiar cross. "It seems that noble I liberated you from had distant family in this part of the Grand Line. The cards revealed his location and told me you might enjoy keeping your hunting skills and claws sharp with this fool."

Making another gesture, a member of the crew picked up the box and hauled it down below. "And yes, the box is also part of your gift. It'll be in your quarters for your post-hunt nap."

(from @waraxarcana)

@waraxarcana | Faust's Birthday

If any other day of the year the black haired mink already indulged in his own desires, in his birthday couldn't be different. Faust turned worse by the time the clock hit midnight, the purest form of egoism allowed one time per year. Only one man was above his mischief; his captain. If you didn’t count the friendly nibbling on his feet to announce the clock had passed midnight. 

Loud purring echoes as his eyes are half closed, tongue just a tad in a blep. He turns around, choosing which places those pleasant nails would scratch just in the right spot until one of his legs raises up, wiggling in the air. “ Loyalty, endless entertainment, incredible strength, amazing puursonality. Don’t I bring so many things to your life, Captain Haawkinss. ” Ears shoot straight up as the big box arrives, eyes that were shaped like a moon turn into a thin line. 

Slippering from the sorcerer's hands without thanking him as his excitement speaks louder. Fixes eyes into the cross at their neck. The crying and screaming from that man doesn’t mean anything to the mink, they’re like the seagull cries when they’re torn apart. Faust runs towards his gift, excitement in his voice clear that battles through his purring. “ Rejoice; as for you had been granted a lifetime opportunity. Your cries should be of happiness instead of fear; ” Claw traces through legs; craving through the skin of the ankles as in a single swipe it blood pours like wine. Tendons cut clean.

“ But fear is good too! I deeply appuuurreciated. ” Same claws are swiftly to climb the giant scratching post. Each knot and even the texture was of perfect quality—he knew the magician was up to something when avoiding conversations around him. 

At the top, Faust sits calmly; tail moving side to side. He enjoys listening to the bargaining of the noble under him, it’s fun. A great way to start his little birthday ritual. “ Oh, Nyah nyah nyah! It’s not about innocence, my good man. Innocence has nothing to do with anything here. This is a test! A approbation! Cleansing. A pledge of forgiveness. ” “ All you have to do is survive 30 minutes—no! 20 minutes because I’m in such a good mood. Survive 20 minutes and I’ll let not only you, but everyone from your bloodline alone. Nyaahh ~ Sounds pretty fair to me. ” The mink stands, balancing himself at the top. The wind from the sea made his long dark cape dance in the air. With a single click at the pin on its shoulders it let loose. Open arms; eyes closed. His dark fur was engulfed by the moonlight fully. “ False gods; the ones that some of you claim to descend upon—or one Good that hears the claim of many declawed tortured souls of my brothers and sisters; ” Eyes open in fully red velvet. “ Who's stronger? ”

“ Those who have faith do not fear death; as their god shall hear their claim. As for this only night, I shall be your Judge, Jury and Executioner. ”

New members fall at their feet, old ones sweat as the image of the simplistic black cat grows; as if his skin can’t fit his new form and slowly contorts to adequate it. Claws, fangs, mane. All fit the monster form that Faust takes. His curse. The darkness leaves for white pure fur; and once the transformation is complete. Faust, claws out the man from his bonds letting them fall on the floor; on his knees, begging, praying—crying. The sand clock starts—as the Mink jumps from his scratch post. The entire carnage lasts nothing more than 10 minutes, a vicious playground of a feline that doesn't seek to kill. Just the pure raw instincts of playing with their prey. It doesn’t cut more than it should, doesn’t slasher to kill and seeks pain more than anything else.

Once the shine from their eyes finally disappears it’s when the mink stops. A disappointed clicking of tongue. His jaw opens only to engulf the whole head of the corpse as instincts demand him to. New record. He wondered if their children (if that man had any) would have the same endurance in 10 or 20 years. Faust brings the corpse along and drops at his captain's feet. Kneeling, his forehead—only part that wasn’t drenched in blood touches softly on Hawkins’ knee. Although right now his primitive instincts took over and his voice would only speak in rough roars. He wishes to say thanks. 

His whole act is not only for himself, it is a warning—that little push new members need to fully throw themselves at his best friend and captain’s hands. For now, the transformed mink carries the corpse at his mouth as he climbs the mast of the ship in direction for the highest place possible. It’s his birthday gift, he doesn’t want to share it with a certain horse at least for that day. He will indulge on his new scratch pole later and in special, that box will be his sleeping bed until it breaks apart. 

[twelverriver]

does anyone have ilsaethan or alannailsa prompts..... i'm sooo (guy who wants to write but doesn't have a lot of ideas) (i have ideas but i want new wips) pls drop me an ask or a reply under this post i'd love it <3

[galarrapidash]

Genevieve and Faust!  💜

[doubleedgemode]

It's about time I drop my class ideas for the g.o. AU:

Note. I don't think the class names end in S if you're saying it on a plural way but, whatever:

Iops: Sol, Baiken, Leo, Zako B, Kliff, Slayer and Nagoriyuki (the latter two are iops in a much more vampiric way than usual)

Sadidas: Jam (being surrounded by plants does absolutely NOT help with a flammable restaurant)

Ecaflips: Johnny, Chipp, Zako C

Cras: Bridget

Xelors: Axl, I-No, Bedman and Delilah

Fecas: Potemkin, Answer and Anji

Sacrieurs: A.B.A, Raven

Eniripsas: Faust, Fanny and Leap

Ouginaks: Izuna

Huppermages: Ky, Judgment.. Zappa too perhaps?

Osamodas: May, Giovanna and Testament

EliAtropes: Ramlethal, Happy Chaos

Eliatrope Dragon: Elphelt

A very special eliatrope/dragon: Aria/Justice/Valentine (yes they're the same person in this au. Actually, it's not set in stone but at least Justice would be a super cool dragon for sure)

EliOtropes: Dizzy, Sin

Maskeraider but, not like the canon ones, I think: Jack-O

Minor almost godly spirits which are basically personifications of the Paladir/Necrome thing: Undine and Necro, respectively (come on even his name fits)

Regular unaffiliated humans: Goldlewis, Vernon, Daryl (I might make him a hupper..? but maybe he'd then be too similar to Ky) Crow

Steamer: Haehyun and Zappa (that or a hupper or unaffiliated..)

Steamer adjacent robot or something: Robo-Ky and RK MK II

Sacrimages *: Asuka

Srams: Millia and Venom

Roublards: Zato and Zako A

Shushus: Eddie, Lucifero, Roger, S-KO, Angra, the bad guy that got ahold of Judgment and Paracelsus

Elemental/or some sort of regular dragon: Dr Paradigm (I GUESS)

As for Leopaldon.. I don't know. Maybe the human is an osa, the dog is a mulou and the gear is a shushu but.. Dunno. Leopaldon is Leopaldon lmao

Idk for Ariels either.. Maybe a hupper?? Probably I'll go the boring routes or make her (spoiler) canon in this au, as the gg one, or just a high level shushu

Goldlewis' coffin friend: A very minor god who's almost in the verge of disappearing due to people not believing in them. Their only believer? Goldlewis, but he believes they're an unexplained monster (monster as in the kros.moz definition where they just commonly exist) so, they're there but not that powerful..

Janvis or whatever the jellyfish cat is called: Chacha :)

*ofc hybrid classes are a topic of contention but, they are Technically canon yet very rare. Asuka is straight up a Hupper, and probably was one before, but his perspective about pain and his eye thing that remind me of larmes de sang (sacrieur technique) gave me the vibes so he became both. Sacrimages is a made-up word, but with Nitura calling hybrid classes a combination of their names (ex: osadida) I thought Sacrimage would fit the bill.

[sexysilverstrider]

THIS is the woman who is loved by those hot sexy living history vampires??? ooh girl i can see why

[ssnuemoon]

Love to see the recommendation for level is a actually recommendation goddddd damn

[withanironwill]

okie it's midnight!!! i gotta get some sleep. i'll mostly be mobile for the day coz my mom and i are going rockhounding! feel free to pester integra or myself with asks and i'll either answer them via phone and edit them later, or i'll reply in the evening! adding that uhhh, if you are a 20+ rp blog for any of the fandoms below, pls like this and let me follow you from here or from @aseaofvices - Hellsing (duh) - Frau Faust - Tokyo Ghoul - Castlevania (esp Netflix) - Grishaverse - The Folk of the Air - Devilman Crybaby i'm sure there's more but my brain is soup rn