#I always become a warlock eventually

[csphire]

Vincent has no fucks left to give a compilation.

(Yes, he does own a shirt.)

I finally installed some mods. Aside from how it now takes me a whole ass day to sort through all my options and put together everyone's looks, I've got no regrets about how this latest Dark Urge turned out.

For now, he's the default Storm Sorcerer, but I might multi-class him... maybe Warlock for a Great Old One-okay more than a maybe. I've got a really bad habit of always ending up a warlock in one way or another. Hardly more than a few peeps from one's Patron makes the temptation all too easy to indulge in.

Romancing Astarion again? Oh hells yes, of course.

[brucewaynehater101]

I had a Batman AU thought that I wanted to share involving eldritch?sentient!Gotham. Gotham is alive, old and deeply rooted magic of ??? origin (that doesn't appreciate being poked and prodded so attempts to discern what she is have ended badly), and she is... mercurial, to put it diplomatically. She can favor or sabotage people on a sliding scale of intensity - basically good or bad luck on the lower side of the scale (finding a $20 bill vs stepping in a gross puddle kinda thing), and on the higher side it's things like a bullet missing when it shouldn't or a piece of building falling onto someone. She also has boons, things she grants certain people - primarily Bats, but there are a few Rogues that have their own boons because again, mercurial. Boons bind someone to Gotham, make them always find their way back and eventually need to come back, but if you're close enough to Gotham for her to offer a boon, it's probably your home.

Batman is her... warlock? Paladin? He's pledged his life to protect Gotham and is in tune with her, and he protects the city and keeps it in balance, and she grants him her favor constantly and has given him a powerful boon (able to hide in whatever shadows there are, even slight ones, and virtually disappear in them even if you're watching him). When he takes Dick in and Dick creates the Robin mantle, Gotham loves it, and Dick gets his own boon (able to land where he intends to, can't be killed/seriously hurt from a fall).

Jason though is her absolute favorite son, her pride and joy. He's born of Gotham, steeped in the city, of it and for it, and he loves Gotham and when he becomes Robin he fights to make her better and bring light to her. She gives him the boon that he knows every part of the city instinctively. He can move through it easily, knows the streets and buildings by heart, knows on some level what's happening in different places (not always exact, usually gut feelings), and he can always hide in it when he chooses.

Then he dies. (Away from Gotham, because if he'd been in Gotham she never would have let it happen.) Gotham and Batman are a wreck together, they're angry and grieving and losing it, everything is coming apart and it's Bad. (The Joker had a boon from Gotham, because he's also of Gotham, and she's not good or evil but simply is. However when he killed HER favorite son, she tore the boon and her favor from him and wrecked what was left of his mind. He still feels chained to Gotham and Batman, but this is no longer a city that loves him.)

This is when Tim pushes to become Robin, and both Gotham and Batman hate it. They both want to lose themselves in the rage and grief, but Tim won't let them. Batman/Bruce comes around first, but Gotham is still seething, and she sabotages Tim at every turn: things that should hold his weight break or creak loudly, shadows never seem to hide him, evidence gets lost or trails go cold when he tries to follow them, buildings constantly crumble around him, goons always seem to get hits on him that he should be able to dodge or avoid, he gets pitched into the harbor CONSTANTLY.

It gets to a point that Bruce is seriously considering firing Tim purely because it's notably more dangerous for him as Robin than it ever was for Dick and Jason (even though he and Dick both try to convince Gotham to calm down and lay off). Tim eventually tracks down the best place to communicate with Gotham directly (much as she tries to deter him) and they get into a fight (reminiscent of Tim getting into fights with Bruce to make him get his shit together).

Tim argues that if he hadn't stepped in, Bruce would have either gotten himself killed or crossed a line he couldn't come back from, and it would have destroyed him AND the hope left in Gotham. He would have been considered a criminal and likely would have become a Rogue, with no 'Batman' to step up and stop him. He argues that Batman needs a Robin to fight for and protect, and without one he'll backslide and get worse again, and if that happens, Gotham will be torn to shreds. Tim points out that Jason loved Gotham and fought for her, and it's disrespectful of his love and his memory to let everything fall to pieces after he fought so hard for her.

It's enough to convince Gotham to back off on her sabotage, though she's still hurt and sulking. Bruce still isn't sure about Tim not having Gotham's favor, much less a boon of his own, but Tim argues that he'll get good enough to keep up with or without Gotham's help - which he does.

Over time though, Gotham watches Tim fight to protect Gotham and Batman, and she admits she was wrong in how she treated him. She slowly starts to extend her favor to him and eventually approaches him and offers him a boon. Tim, however, turns her down. He's seen how badly Jason's loss and Gotham's grief and anger affected those closely connected to her, and he knows taking the boon will tie him to Gotham permanently. He believes those connected to Gotham and Gotham herself need someone who can be more objective and keep a level head, and he's secretly kind of worried that if something happens again, if Bruce and the Bats eventually tire of him and don't need him, he'll be trapped in Gotham. He also just doesn't totally trust Gotham even though he loves her.

Gotham's hurt, obviously, but she understands and doesn't lash out, recognizing it's her own fault. She does give him her favor though and swears to never rescind it, even when she's upset with him. Tim's gotten this far without her favor or a boon, but it's nice not to have to worry about getting dunked in the harbor for the third time in one week anymore (though she hasn't done that in a year or so).

Then Jason returns, and Gotham is having THE BEST time. Her baby boy! Is back! He's bigger now, and he's a lot angrier and hurt in a lot of ways, but he's! Back! She's a little worried about how angry he is at Batman and the other Bats, but Jason is her favorite and she can't turn him away or deny him. She still favors him, she just... makes sure she favors the Bats enough too to keep them all on an even playing field. They'll work it out. Tim managed to get her to calm down, so she's confident her current Robin will help the family again.

Then Jason goes to the Titan Tower after Tim, and initially she assumes they'll talk and things will be better, but when Jason comes back she sees that he went and ATTACKED Tim.

It's the first time she's ever been angry at Jason, and she drops a brick on his head (while he's wearing his helmet, he's still her favorite), and she threatens to collapse the ceiling of his apartment. They get into a fight. Jason came away from his fight with Tim thinking Tim was impressive as Robin, but he doesn't want him in the suit so he still went through with beating him unconscious. He DID notice Tim doesn't have Gotham's boon, so he doesn't understand why she's so upset he roughed the kid up.

Gotham is pissed and a pissed Gotham is hard to communicate with outside of raw emotion, so eventually after suffering several indignities of light sabotage, getting caught yelling at the street or a building while the manhole cover or windows rattle angrily, Jason goes to find Tim and ask "hey what the FUCK" (haven't fully figured how this changes Jason's interactions with the rest of the Bats, but he is begrudgingly impressed that Tim made it through the start of his tenure with Gotham actively sabotaging him, then argued an eldritch city into behaving, then turned down her boon and STILL came out of it with her undying favor).

(Gotham, in this AU, is NOT a fan of the al Ghuls at all. Primarily Ra's, at first, because he wants to purify Gotham/control her, and she is NOT a fan of that thanks. He's tried attacking her (destroying parts of the city), threatening her, trying to determine the origin of her magic, enslave her, trying to bargain with her, seducing her, and she is having NONE OF IT. Going into Gotham is a nightmare for anyone with the League, because while it can be difficult for her to get a hold of them, once she does she sabotages the HELL out of them. Getting cut on rusted rebar, falling off ledges, sinkholes opening up under them, one of them managed to get bitten by a rat and catch the bubonic plague. Ra's has, on one memorable occasion, been knocked into an open manhole and then almost drowned in sewer water that carried him out into the harbor where something (possibly Croc) tried to eat him, and he broke his arm while climbing out.

Talia got a reluctant pass since she seemed more interested in Bruce than Gotham and Bruce reciprocated, but Gotham doesn't appreciate Talia's attempts to lure Bruce OUT of Gotham. When she finds out Talia kept Jason away? AND convinced him to go after Tim? Talia is on the permanent shit list too.

When Gotham finds out about DAMIAN, Talia can't set foot in Gotham without having SEVERAL chunks of building being dropped on her from above.

Though when Damian DOES show up, Gotham is quick to claim him and offer him a boon. He's the son of Batman, he's a future Robin, and if he's given a boon, he's tied to Gotham and can't easily return to the League (mostly Talia and Ra's). Win win!

Except then he attacks Tim, and learns VERY swiftly that it's not good to piss off the sentient eldritch city you accepted a boon from. He's laid up with a migraine and all kinds of awful symptoms of an illness (nothing fatal but definitely awful) until Tim recovers, and then Tim gets to play mediator between the Bats and Gotham AGAIN as he tries to explain to Damian the nuances of Gotham as an entity and what being one of her favored/booned actually means, AND lecturing Gotham about sabotaging another Robin/giving him a boon without making sure he understood what he was accepting.)

HI 👋 Fabulous AU you've got here.

I particularly enjoy how complicated Tim's relationship with Gotham is. In fact, Tim's later years could be misunderstood by the Bats as Tim being her favorite (hear me out).

If Gotham never states who her favorite is, all the Bats see is that Tim, despite not having a boon, has Gotham on his side against the other Bats (really, Tim just isn't attacking/harming the others like they are to him, but it's about perspective).

It's also kind of heartbreaking that Tim has an additional condition that sets him apart from the Bats. He's the only one to be immediately hated by Gotham. He doesn't have a boon (though later that's a choice). He is consistently reaching out to Gotham to actually communicate and fix their issues.

Might I add an additional part for extra angst? We'll take the fanon idea of Tim stalking his heroes from a young age.

Gotham sees that another being idolizes her paladins and grants him the small boon of his camera never making a sound, being unnoticeable, and the flash never being visible unless Tim wants it to. Tim is okay with being stuck in Gotham due to his parents never taking him abroad with them

After Tim forces his way into Robin, though, Gotham rips this away from him, destroys any need for him to stay (she wants him to leave her alone to her own rumination), and actively sabatoges him.

Because it was taken from him once, because he's felt the pain of that loss, because the sudden emptiness was a gaping hole he had to spend years coping with, he never wants a boon again. He doesn't know if he'll be able to handle the sudden deprivation once more.

This is the start of him not trusting that anything lasts (especially since a retracted boon was so rare it's only been rumored in the past [since Gotham doesn't care for "good" or "evil" it's harder to get on her bad side]).

I'm curious what all of the boons alloted to each person are (very curious if/what Commissioner Gordon's)

[briarberrythornedhart]

Well... That’s Settled

Cw: none. Just fluff and eventual romance

It’s Saturday. A rare Saturday where you and your co-worker Eddie both aren’t working.

You knock on Eddie’s front door. Waiting a bit and hearing nothing. You knock again.

You hear “Coming. Shit! Fuck! Coming!! shit shit… Hold your gaddam horses” from Eddie— kinda muffled.

He opens the door with a scowl … and a glint catches your eye. A sewing needle in his mouth. He pulls the needle from between his teeth, it is trailing black thread. His scowl is softening into mild surprise.

“Oh it’s you??” He says

“It’s me. You…are... sewing ?? something?”

“Got a new patch for my vest at the show last weekend.” He holds up a black patch that says ‘Sloppy Seconds’ on it. “What’s up?”

“You said you were off today, and you could help me??? But your phone was busy… and probably I should have waited but it’s nearly eleven…”

“Nono, it’s cool, c’mon in.” He holds the screen door for you with his palm, fingers spread wide. “You are always welcome at Casa Munson. Didn’t think you’d take me up on my offer s’all.”

“But, Eddie Munson, you’re my only hope.” You did your best Leia Organa and Eddie grinned at you in acknowledgement of your effort.

“So you’re saying I’m a space wizard??” He fished for the compliment with typical cocky swagger.

“I’ve seen you use the Force on people with weak minds.” You wiggled your fingers in the air.

“When?? When have I ever done that?” He laughed.

You imitated Eddie’s midwestern accent that had that Munson Family brand Tennessee honey drizzled on it. “Golly, Officer, I didn’t think I was speeding. Oh - Keith, you said you didn’t want me to close on Tuesday, you personally want to walk the deposit to the bank, remember. Nah, you don’t need to roll to detect cursed objects right now after picking up that innocent looking pendant ...?”

“Well.. my magic doesn’t work on you, anyway.” He wryly pursed his lips.

It does though. It always does.

You watch him put the needle into a pin cushion that looked like a tomato and he laid his project aside.

He bends over the couch arm to do this and you can see the bit of un-inked skin above his gray boxers where his shirt rides up and his jeans ride low.

You can see the nice curve of his butt where one of the pockets is torn and his boxers show there too and you wish to hell he wanted you back.

You sigh. That would be so nice.

He stands and looks at you with his eyebrows raised in query. “What??”

So you change the subject. “Why don’t you put patches on your jeans? They are rapidly becoming more hole than fabric. Denim isn’t supposed to be... lace.”

He grins again. “That’s just air conditioning for my knees. S’very practical.”

“Including the hole on your left ass cheek - that’s for air circulation too, is it?”

His eyes widened. He runs his hand down his butt, fingers dipping into the hole. “Shiiiiit, why didn’t anyone tell me??”

“Presumably because we were all enjoying it?” You suggested playfully.

His eyes snap to yours. “Enjoying what? Me, looking like a total dork??”

“It’s called deshibile - it’s very fashionable.”

“What are you even talking about?? You're so... aggravating sometimes, I swear to gawd!” Eddie jogs down the hallway and you follow. He tries to get a good look in the mirror by his custom Warlock - she’s so pretty - but he calls her ‘Sweetheart’ - lucky tart. “ How long were these jeans ripped to hell on my ass??!! I only have two pairs - so - you saw!! You totally saw this yesterday and you didn’t even say....”

“Your boxers are keeping you decent - you just have a ripped pocket. It’s fine - You look fine. Why do you care? Keith doesn’t care about ripped pants - like - you wear shoes to work... so you are one up on Argyle with the flip flops. Now if you went commando, that might be a problem.”

He is running his hands through his hair. “I can’t afford more jeans right now... fuuuuuuck.”

“You have sewing supplies right here - You just need another patch, Eddie - from older jeans or an old t-shirt... it would barely show - until our next pay day and then we could go thrifting together? If you want?”

“Yeah.... yeah... sorry - just went to that concert and I shouldn’t have because we needed a plumber last week and money’s tight.”

You nodded. Money is always tight. The job pays you both very little. You know why you stay (to see Eddie) - but you don’t know why Eddie doesn’t get a better job.

“Hey - I’m sorry, I said you were ‘aggravating’, man, I-I didn't mean it - I mean, you do Drive Me Insane, but I guess I kinda like it... how we joke around.” Eddie leaned his forehead into the mirror - closed his eyes. “You’re a good friend, you know?? And... and I promised to help you out. But, I kinda forget what with??”

“Because I didn’t say. Because it’s a secret.”

“Oh! Covert mission, huh?” Eddie turned with - well it wasn’t elegance but it was beautiful just the same. He clapped his large hands together and rubbed them up and down with glee. “What are we up to?”

“I’m making a mix tape. For a guy I like. And I know you have the perfect set up to record on.”

“For a guy??”

“Yeah - I’m into them - dudes - in general.” you snarked. “Girls aren’t out of the question , but I do tend to go for...”

“I know-ah. I mean. You wanna use my equipment - and my music, I assume??”

“Some of it.” You nodded at Eddie. Eddie has a great music collection.

“My stuff... To court some loser...”

“He’s not a loser. He’s perfect.”

“No guy is perfect, I guarantee you.”

“He’s handsome. He’s kind and generous. He’s funny... on purpose. He has these lips...”

“Stop - I do not want to hear about his lips. Where’d you even meet him? At...”

“You know - around Hawkins...” You cut him off before he can ask ‘at work?’ and you’d have to come up with some crazy lie.

“You sure he’s single?? Maybe he’s dating half of Hawkins?? Maybe he’s gay?” Eddie is not looking at you - he’s flipping through records in a milk crate.

“Maybe he is all of those things - or he’s not into me at all - or maybe he’s not into anyone - that’s why I’m making the mix. I can tell him I like him in the j-card and in the musical subtext - if he’s not into me and can never be - we can just be friends. I’ll die a little, but that’s okay - every day we die a little more, right?”

“Morbid. But, accurate.” Eddie turned back to you. “Okay - I said I’d help you and I’ll help you - but we are making two mix tapes. One to express your interest in this guy - who probably doesn’t deserve you by the way. And one for you. Just for you. Deal?” He asks this like he’s the one convincing you of this project. Your idea - your excuse to spend time with Eddie - as much as you can finagle.

“Deal.” You go to shake on it and Eddie stops and spits in his right palm first. He checks you to see if you are grossed out. By his saliva?? No. Opposite really. “So - not a blood pact?” You kid and spit as delicately as you can into your palm - hold it out for him as brave as you can be. He grins, shakes it. You try not to think about your spit combined on your hands. Fail utterly at that.

“Okay... tell me about this Paragon of ‘Manly’ Virtue...” Eddie rolls his eyes.

“You said you didn’t want to hear about his kissable lips, his pretty eyes, his nice ass...”

“God! Stop - I didn’t know you were so fucking horny!! I meant his musical tastes.”

“He’s beautiful and I am an appreciator of his physical attributes. He’s not just a piece of meat though... he’s also got a great voice... and he’s very clever...”

“And you’re what - gonna only put really horned up slutty music on this tape and probably sleep with him immediately - you Can’t!! I mean, don’t - he might have crabs or something. You gotta be more careful.”

“He’s probably not going to like me back, but if he asks me on a date I’ll be sure to ask him point blank if he has crabs, first thing.”

“I’m just sayin’ maybe get to know him a bit before you offer your... body.”

“Okay - noted - Hmmm - ‘Horned up Slut Music’ What’s that filed under in your milk crates system ‘H’ or “S’?? Wait - did you just mean SKA?”

Eddie pushed into your shoulder with his, playfully, and was unusually quiet for a while. Picking up records and tapes and showing you song titles. Gently steering you away from anything that sounded like a Direct proposition for sex with the ‘mystery guy’.

Finally stopping you. “Now you’ve got 97 minutes of music, you’ve got to edit.”

“I thought we were making two mix tapes?’

“I’m making the second one. You have enough on your mind with mr. wonderful. When he breaks your heart you can listen to my mix and cry on my shoulder, and I’ll go kick his ass sideways.”

“I appreciate the offer, but I wouldn’t ask you to do that.” You looked down in your lap.

Eddie put two fingers under your chin and lifted your eyes to meet his. “Is he...like... is he so much better than me?” His voice broke a bit on the end.

You couldn’t speak - why wouldn’t words come out??

Eddie sounded put out but his eyes weren’t mad. “Like, other than the lips and the ass... or whatever - what’s he got that I don’t?”

You kinda... launched into his lap. You absolutely kissed him with tongue right off.

Eddie scootched like a crab into his bed - pulling you with him. Kissing you back.

“Am I a close second? You could settle for me, I’m kinda okay with that, considering the kiss you just laid on me didn’t feel like second prize.” Eddie looked so sweetly befuddled. “I do not have crabs and I’m not secretly dating anyone and I’ve been into you since day one.”

“Eddie, you are the guy.”

He blinked.

“You made me a mix?” Eddie’s pretty eyes got a twinkle in them. “But the messaging is so vague - how will I know if you are really attracted to me when you didn’t use any music to indicate a deep lust for my person.”

“You’ll just have to read the j-card.” You teased back.

[moonselune]

Sorceress tav riding on karlach's back flinging spells and defensive magic while their lovely lady teddy bear hacks and slashes

So so so so so cute I wish Larian would let this be an option in combat

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Karlach x Sorceress!reader | Deadly duo

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"Babe, please this is the perfect chance-"

"-Karlach no, it's ridiculous,"

"-But babe pleeeease!" Karlach whined, pouting and kicking the blood soaked dirt beneath them. You had rolled your ankle and you needed to get across the battlefield, however there were still an abundance of goblin scouts out there, that despite being goblins, would even manage to pick you off eventually. Then there were the worgs and the- and the more you thought about it, the more you rationalised Karlach's idea.

"Fine."

Mounted on Karlach's broad, muscular back, you held onto her tightly with one arm wrapped around her neck, your other hand free to weave intricate spells and cast defensive wards. Karlach's skin was hot beneath your touch, but you had long since grown accustomed to the heat, finding comfort in the warmth that radiated from her.

"Hold on tight, love!" Karlach's voice boomed over the din of battle, her tone laced with excitement and determination. She surged forward with the ferocity of a charging bull, her massive greatsword cleaving through enemies like they were made of parchment. Each swing of her blade was precise and devastating, her strength unmatched as she carved a path through the opposition.

As she fought, you kept a keen eye on your surroundings, your mind attuned to the ebb and flow of the battle. A group of goblin scouts aimed their bows in your direction, and with a swift incantation, you conjured a shimmering shield of magical energy that deflected their arrows straight back to the source, taking them out in one blow.

"Nice one, babe!" Karlach called out, her appreciation evident even as she continued to hack through the enemy ranks.

"Focus, my love," you replied with a playful grin, "there's plenty more where that came from."

A goblin warlock stepped forward, chanting a spell with dark intent. You responded in kind, your voice ringing out with authority as you unleashed a bolt of lightning that struck the mage square in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground, lifeless.

Karlach let out a hearty laugh, the sound a mixture of exhilaration and pride. "That's my girl!"

You couldn't help but smile at her praise, your heart swelling with love. The two of you were a force of nature, unstoppable and unyielding. You channeled your magic into Karlach, casting a spell that enhanced her already formidable strength and speed. She roared with renewed vigor, her attacks becoming even more deadly as she tore through the enemy lines. When a particularly large and menacing ogre stepped into your path, Karlach barely hesitated.

"This one's mine," she growled, gripping her battle-axe with both hands. You held on tight, and shut your eyes, anticipating the gore that was soon to follow, and soon to decorate you. As expected Karlach and yourself were coated in blood as Karlach leapt and swung her battle-axe across its neck. Karlach roared with strength and carried forward and you wiped the blood from your eyes, a light laugh leaving your lips as you held on for dear life now.

As the battle raged on, you and Karlach continued to fight as one, at one point, surrounded by enemies, Karlach dropped to one knee, giving you a stable platform from which to cast a devastating spell. You raised your hand high, chanting the incantation with power and precision. A massive explosion of arcane energy erupted from your palm, engulfing the surrounding foes in a brilliant display of light and force. When the dust settled, the area around you was clear, the enemies either defeated or fleeing in terror.

Karlach stood, grinning up at you with fierce pride. "Impressive, as always."

You leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to the top of her head. "And you, my fierce warrior, are incredible."

The battle began to wind down, the remaining enemies either retreating or surrendering. You and Karlach stood amidst the aftermath, breathless and exhilarated. You slid off her back, your legs a bit unsteady from the adrenaline and exertion, your ankle still throbbing. Karlach caught you, her strong arms pulling you close.

"So, you have to admit that it was a pretty great idea," She murmered, a cheeky grin spreading across her lips.

"Okay, okay, it was perhaps quite a good idea," You smiled, resting your forehead against hers. "We make a pretty good team, don't we?"

"The best," she agreed, her eyes shining with love and admiration. "Now, let's get back to camp and get you healed up."

You nodded, allowing her to pick you back up, this time cradled in her arms, bridle style. On the way back Karlach raved about your shared performance, you looked up at her, love in your eyes and smiled, nodding along with her, perhaps you two would do that again.

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Hope y'all enjoyed it - Seluney xox

[star-boi0720]

Giant lore dump here, basically they're the seven deadly sins, in my version to become one you commit an act to break a seal that Irene made to contain the devil within and their punishment is to become the new host for said devils. so I'm gonna go person by person and explain how they became a sinner

(the concepts aren't complete, still needs work but I just want to have it written down)

Aaron-Wrath, has a similar backstory to the OG, but I added a thing I remembered from Emerald Secret of the Utltimas backstory (this was solely from my memory and might not be exact) and took Zane out of the equation, basically Aaron had a hobby of hunting and he without knowing killed this holy wolf that Irene created, and as a punishment he was combined with it and in the foggy haze of his transformation he murdered his whole village and his family.

Lucinda-Gluttony, Her hunger for knowledge killed her best friend(/ maybe girlfriend aka Sasha don't 100% know yet) and sealed away her mother to the cursed forest. Hyria used to have like a coven/school for witches she made after Irene left. Lucinda was a prodigy and wanted to just keep learning to the point she was so desperate she stole a book her mother told her never to even touch (which had sin inside and was trusted to hyria by Irene) which made Lucinda's magic go crazy and destroy the school and seal her mom away and kill Sasha.

Travis-Lust, so his mom dies to seal his dad away all that's the same but Travis is just super lonely right, but then a girl comes to visit him and he eventually falls in love with her but she actually is a member of his fathers cult to break him free and Travis is so obsessed with her he doesn't notice, and before he can stop her fully she partially freed him and travis in the struggle to stop her he kills her and breaks his mothers necklace(which had lust inside) but right after he kills her a bunch of villagers burst into the chamber the demon warlock was locked in and it looks like Travis just sacrificed some girl to his father and they try to kill him so Travis hides deep in the mountains

Katelyn-Envy, her entire life in her village of dragons she was treated as lesser compared to her brothers Kayden and Cain cause she wasn't as strong as them and she pushed herself but wasn't enough, her jealousy boiled over and in a fight with her brother Kameron she broke a statue that had the sin inside she didn't kill him but burned him beyond recovery

Garroth- Pride, He was the cocky prince troupe kinda like Hercules from the Disney movie and he liked to play hero, and vylad always went with him like Garroth's little sidekick. but one day they came against a monster they couldn't beat and Garroth refused to back down and in which the monster which was a huge lion killed vylad garroth killed it but it had the sin of pride inside it Garroth returned home and when he told his mother of what happened she hid him away knowing the world would see garroth as a threat and kill him. So Evelyn(Aka Zianna I changed a lot of the parent's names cause it seemed repetitive to me, so mom is now Evelyn and the father's name is now Adam) sent Garroth to hide in Phoenix Drop and claimed the beast killed both of them.

Zane- Greed, Zane was always a good man the whole kind young priest get up. but after the sudden deaths of his brothers, his faith was shaken, and in a desperate attempt to bring them back he began to research black magic and corrupted his mind and he opened a box deep in the catacombs of Okasis which was Pandora's box which held the sin of greed and became and the once kind prince became a true monster.

Nana-Sloth Nana is the eldest daughter of a duke of the Tula Kingdom, her mother died when Nana was young and her father was very heartless about it, like had a new wife in 2 days and all her other siblings were only her half she tried to be close to them but her father kept her away from them to the point she stopped trying after so long but on a night a raid happened she was only able to save one of her siblings her youngest Juno who was only like 7 but as she was escaping she broke a mirror that had the sin of sloth inside and possessed her and nana escaped to ruan and made her little cafe with her sister. (Nanas I don't fully like it yet but it is something ig)

So that's pretty much just some tragic mfrs sorry for any spelling mistakes

[blazingstar29]

Anxious mav coming back to work post uranium mission:

Surviving the Uranium mission felt easier than this. Felt easier than walking into a work not knowing where he stands and whether Cyclone is going to be another Cain. This is his last post, he’s not sure how long he can bear working under someone that hates him. 

He wakes up the first day back from leave with his stomach in knots and a far from easy night. 

Ice knows something is a miss, the way he always does. As the alarm goes off he draws circles in Maverick’s back as he slowly sits up. 

“You’ll be okay.”

“I know,” he whispers. “I know that. I just don’t feel like I will.”

He feels sick to the stomach at the unknown day ahead. It feels like nothing will ever cure it. The more he thinks about it the more anxious he feels until it’s nauseating and he’s questioning if he should cash in a sick day. Not that Ice would let him. 

But first, he needs a cry. 

He shoves his fingertips into his eyes and feels them become slick with tears as he sheds them silently.  Ice sits up and hugs him from behind. 

“What are you afraid of?” He asks gently. 

“I don’t know. I don’t know.  There’s nothing, fucking nothing.” 

Ice runs his fingers through Maverick’s bed head and thinks quietly for a moment. “Mav, you’ve had this for years, this anxiety. Maybe if it’s causing you this much distress you should get it checked out.” 

“No, it’s fine,” he sighs and wills himself to stand up. But Ice is warm and holds him so softly. 

“Mav,” he says sadly. 

And he feels like a kid, wondering if there’s a reason Ice needs to be on base today. Of course there isn’t and of course he’ll survive. He just doesn’t feel like it. 

Eventually he gets up and goes through his routine of getting ready. And if he opts for changing on base and riding his bike in, well that's his decision. 

And if he finds Warlock before reporting to Cyclone, that’s between them. 

[melonsharks]

Tell us everything about the parent trap au immediately please please please

to give u an insanely quick rundown with a wip art i have:

aziraphale as elizabeth. wedding dress designer under his pen name A.Z. Fell. (hes an artist as confirmed in s2 and the whole "drawing on napkins" thing elizabeth would do appeals to me immensely)

crowley as nick. owns a vineyard. I NEED HIM TO OWN A VINEYARD SO BAD. shoutout to Old Vines on ao3 for changing me in a fundamental way. he makes wines and he tends to the vines and he is so passionate about it to an abusurdist degree. he yells at his vines when they arent growing right. you already knowwww.

when they meet for the first time, they don’t meet on a boat like in the movie, they actually meet at a wedding party :J crowley was a wine collector, just starting out. he loved offering aziraphale samplings of his most vintage collection out of impulse. (he likes seeing the way aziraphale savors them) (he’s besotted) Wants to own his own vineyard one day. aziraphale, on the other hand, has dreams of becoming a fashion designer of sorts, always drawing ideas on any scraps of paper he can find. his designs are very old fashioned, but thats like… part of the appeal. his work very much reflects who he is, and the people who flock to it understand that.

they enter this kind of… whirlwind relationship, they get married, and then eventually adopt two golden haired blue eyed baby boys. twins. :J warlock and adam.

they break things off because aziraphale leaves... alluding to their recent breakup in season two, the reason he left was because "we both clearly had very different ideas on where our lives were going. so. i packed up and left." (parallel s2 divorce 😋 they don’t know how to talk to each other) (aziraphale throws a book at his head after this argument, like the hairdryer in the movie LOL. it was pride and prejudice. crowley still has it.)

aziraphale leaves with adam. warlock is left with crowley. crowley eventually leaves London because he finds he cant stand being anywhere near Aziraphale (hes just irresistible in that way), and he goes to California where he finally fulfills his dream of owning a vineyard. a nice one on Napa, Northern California.

Aziraphale’s wedding dresses become more and more well known, Adam grows well-adjusted. Same kid you know from the show and book, natural born leader, a good head on his shoulders. (Aziraphale has no idea why Adam is like that, but he is so proud)

Crowley’s vineyard (The Garden Of Eden) grows and grows… Warlock is spoiled rotten, but he does love actually working at the vineyard with Crowley to and he and Crowley have a really good relationship…

Eventually the kids go to a summer camp together in London (i dont know if they . do this in the UK, but suspend your disbelief if you will) Adam meets The Them there, then meets Warlock after a nutty fencing thing, they kind of hate each other at first and the rest is history :J

side characters UM. LOL. idk……. i mean i kind of know but not really? theres just so many possibilities that make the rounds in my head. chessy could be anathema OR nina (ive had people suggest eric too?) and martin could be newt OR maggie (ive also had people suggest muriel????) gestures vaguely.

as for meredith…….erm…………🤷‍♂️ ive had everything under the sun suggested to me and i still……have no idea. LOL. gabriel, lucifer, shaX, FURFUR, THE WIFE FROM THE NON-SPOILER SPOILERS. I DONT KNOW. IT ALL FEELS WRONG. its hard to come up with this role in particular when these gay bitches literally only have eyes for each other. always. forever. u know. i think lucy is like. the classic answer. but idfk.

ask me about . more things if u want. this is consuming my every thought.

anyways the cover im working on for. for something:

[artemis-fowl-incident-report]

Fowl Futures

(btw, I'm sending in query letters to literary agents atm. Wish me luck)

Artemis: I imagine Artemis relaxes a lot in the future. He's already proved himself, he's been chaotic, he's literally died to save the world. He's earned some rest. Not all of it, though. He's never been one to rest on his laurels. He pours a lot of his time and attention into Fowl Industries R&D department, creating things to help better humanity (and making the lives of Politicians who stand in the way of that a whole lot more difficult). I could see him settling down eventually, maybe having kids (something he would be terrified of, since he doesn't want to make them feel the way his father made him feel) but most of all, it is is good life, a life he deserves.

Beckett: Because of his connection with animals, I believe Beckett would have a hand in farming. More accurately, he would be ethically negotiating with animals for their by-products (eggs, wool, milk etc. He draws the line at meat) He runs it more like a union than anything. It started with him keeping bees, since they largely consent to their domestication by humans. He also writes children's books

Myles: Surprising no one, Myles goes on to completely dominate all fields scientific study, and probably invents several new ones. Because of his focus on his nutrition from a young age, he grows to be the tallest out of the Fowl siblings. He is also a massive foodie, and runs the kitchen like a military commander whenever they have events.

Angeline & Tim: I feel like they spend the rest of their lives absolutely devoted to one another, with Angeline going on to spear head many charitable causes, and Tim there simply to be her cheerleader.

Butler: Lets be honest now, Butler is never going to completely retire, but he does slow down a bit. He takes up running the estate and helping Artemis raise his family, becoming the unofficial extra grandpa of his principles children. He also takes up writing as a hobby, and you best believe his window boxes are always weed free.

Juliet: Of course Juliet has a very successful wrestler and goes onto international acclaim, after which she becomes a trainer for those trying to break into the industry. For some reason I think she would really do well as a foster parent, specialising in kids that need physical protection from those they have been removed from.

Holly: Holly would go onto greater and greater heights, punching and kicking the whole way. She would redefine ever aspect of the LEP through either major or minor elements. She would also absolutely terrify the council the whole time.

Foaly: Inventing, loving his wife, loving his kids (which he may or may not have. It certainly sounded like it in the Atlantis complex, but Eoin seems to have forgotten them past that point)

Mulch: Continues to dabble both in crime and solving crime for a good long while, and eventually publishes a very successful autobiography (the factuality of which is still debated long into the future).

No1: Not only is No1 a once in a generation warlock, but a once in a generation teacher, once in a generation councilman, once in a generation bad ass with way too many hobbies and a penchant for adopting any stray cats who look his way.

[deconstructthesoup]

I've seen some good ones floating around, so here's my take on a Fantasy High Swap Class AU:

Adaine: She's a College of Creation bard, something that stemmed from needing something to keep herself sane growing up in the Abernant home. She channeled her studies of the cosmos and magic into songs, and she actually managed to pass herself off as a Conjuration wizard... until she got found out and sent to Aguefort. Luckily, it's the perfect place for her to hone her craft, and she winds up becoming an incredibly well-known songwriter---more on the indie folk side of things than punk rock, but still. (And she does also become the Elven Oracle, if only by accident.)

Kristen: She starts out as a Zealot barbarian under the Church of Helio, but it doesn't take long for her faith to waver, and she eventually falls into the unpredictability and beautiful chaos of the Path of Wild Magic---and eventually multiclasses into an Oath of the Ancients paladin, inspired by claiming Cassandra as a deity. She's got a lot of righteous fury and craziness at her disposal, and she's never gonna back down from a fight.

Fig: While still keeping her rebellious attitude, she decided to still accept the girly side of herself when her horns grew in and be more pastel-punk (kinda like K Tanaka), and she embraced her devil side by becoming a Trickster Domain cleric---specifically, a cleric of Asmodeus. She's still a lover of disguises, a shameless flirt, and has a shaky relationship with the truth, but it's cranked up to eleven due to her serving a deity of all that. She does eventually multiclass into being an Alchemist artificer, which is... just as chaotic as you might expect.

Riz: He's still a detective at heart, of course, but he winds up using his smarts and sneakery to become a School of Illusion wizard. This actually makes him perfectly suited to being the guy who's always trying to figure out the truth, even if his disguise habit is almost as bad as Fig's sometimes, and he takes on his secret-agent style way earlier than in canon. He's not strictly lawful---he's a big fan of finding out loopholes---but he's definitely the team's designated "smart guy."

Gorgug: His subclass was the hardest to figure out, but I decided he would be good as a Cavalier fighter---his martial prowess is still focused on helping and supporting his friends, regardless of whether it's through rage or skill. Eventually, though, he gets inspired by Adaine's creative ways of using magic and multiclasses into a College of Valor bard. And yes, he uses these skills in part to become a band member of hers. Fig is also part of the band.

Fabian: And last but not least, our Fabian got inspired by both Cathilda and a much more sober Hallariel to become a Swashbuckler rogue. His story is kind of an inverse of canon, with him learning from his mother and mother figure more than his father---partly due to the fact that Bill died before canon in this---and gaining a lot more pride from that (and yeah, that includes him introducing himself as "Fabian Seacaster, son of Hallariel Seacaster, the greatest swordfighter who's ever lived!"). But after his Bad Day, he realizes that there's worth in appreciating what his father has to offer, and he becomes a Fiend warlock of Old Bill---Pact of the Chain, of course, so the Hangman can be his familiar.

So, uh... yeah!

[syndrossi]

resonant ch31 cutting room floor

As promised earlier, the outtakes of ch31, which numbered around 1500 words total (not all of them included here).

None of these are proper scenes, most of them just a few paragraphs, or the start of a scene, or the extension of a scene. Presented in their entirely raw form, with mild commentary.

Jon wants blood

Aka me letting Jon get a little angry. I didn't love either of the variants, so I just scrapped it.

Variant A: Jon allowed himself the bloody fantasy of finding the warlock in control of the candle and burying his bronze knife in him until he screamed.

Variant B: When he found the warlock in control of the candle, he would take great satisfaction sinking his bronze knife into his chest—or stomach. Whatever he could reach.

Rhaegar's lullaby

Cut from the first scene, didn't love it and the scene was already long.

“I had trouble reaching him last night with my song,” Rhaegar said, looking troubled. “I nearly had to shout.” Jon was not quite sure what he meant. The lullaby had been as quiet and gentle as any he had heard his brother sing before. “It did work.” “Eventually.”

Telling Sers Arryk and Erryk?

I opted to move all the "tell the Cargyll twins about the candle" out of the chapter to possibly use later.

Unlike Daemon, Jon reminded himself, his brother would have a knight with him to protect him from anything physically dangerous. Especially if they were aware of dangers other than the mere physical. “Perhaps we should tell Arryk and Erryk about the candle.” Of all the Kingsguard, the brothers spent the most time guarding them, and Jon had come to trust them well enough in that time. “What do you propose we tell them?” Rhaegar asked, sounding more curious than skeptical. “That it was a tool of one of our kidnappers and has strange magic and that if we ever seem drawn to something, they should—” Come get Daemon, Jon had almost said, their father synonymous with protection in his mind. But that could put him at risk now. “Lead us away from it and send for the king.” Viserys would not be his first choice, but their uncle was the one other person who knew the full details of Jephyro, Volantis, and the dragonglass candle’s magic. “Shall we stick our hands in the fire again to convince them?” Rhaegar said with a hint of amusement. Jon’s lip twitched in response as he imagined their likely reaction. “If we must.”

Didn't quite fit, didn't love it. I was a little sad to lose the part about Daemon being synonymous with protection to Jon, though.

The twins debate the hatchlings' positive influence

Cut from the final scene. The hatchlings are not with Daemon currently. I decided it was a little too large a leap for them just yet, though Rhaegar has some thoughts noodling around in his head.

“And you say it was the dragons who stopped him?” Before, it had always been Jon to break Rhaegar free of the candle’s influence. “I think so. I tried to reach him before, but he did not seem to hear me until we were at the enclosure, and Caraxes and the hatchlings drew near.” Caraxes’s presence had settled Daemon yesterday as well, when they had stopped at the enclosure on their way to the barracks. And although Viserys’s admission that he had been unable to find their father yesterday sat uneasy with him, Daemon had seemed himself upon his return to the apartments, after having been with their hatchlings all afternoon. After some discussion, he and Rhaegar agreed that Daemon should keep his hatchling escort, though it did briefly become heated when deciding precisely which hatchlings, with Jon arguing that Rhaegar should keep Qelebrys with him. His brother pointed out, however, that with both hatchlings present, it was more likely that at least one of them would be able to sense if something was wrong.

What else can the candle do?

Cut from the first scene, more musings on the candle's power, hints that Jon is planning to ask Viserys for a sworn shield to watch Daemon. Originally this was the end of the first scene, in fact, before I reworked it.

Except they had no way of arranging that while they had lessons. Could Viserys be persuaded to set a guard on Daemon? It was the king who had lost the candle, after all. Sparing another knight was the least he could do, however much their father had seemed to loathe the notion when Jon had brought it up before. Not Ser Steffon, though. If the knight could not be bothered to look in on them once during their play, no matter what Aegon had ordered, then he was not suited to protect Daemon. “The candle made you hear voices,” Jon said. “Your mother calling for you.” “Yes,” Rhaegar said, his tone more questioning than distressed. “Was that all?” “I think so.” Rhaegar’s shoulders lifted in a shrug, his smile without humor. “But would I remember, if there was?” Jon turned his gaze to the distant wall, tension winding its way through every muscle. I brought that evil here. I will find it again.

Jon wonders if Daemon burns

Cut from either the first scene or the last, I don't recall anymore. Basically Jon trying to figure out what the warlocks want with Daemon. Aka is he a means for gaining access to them, an obstacle to be removed, or someone they also want?

Jon thought back to that nightmarish day outside the Saltpans, when Jephyro had given himself over to that being of flame. It is important that we cannot burn. Jephyro had tested them first, only then offering Crayne his payment. Daenerys had not known if it was a common trait within their family, since the only Targaryens she had known before Jon had been herself and her brother. But her brother had burned. Aerion Brightflame had famously burned, though Jon did not know if even he would survive drinking wildfire. Aegon, their cousin, had been disfigured by dragonflame during the Dance. And both the king and their father had reacted with horror when Jon had thrust their hands into the fire. Was it possible that Daemon did not burn either? His scars from battle had been left by arrow and blade; Jon had borne such scars himself, once. Rhaegar had not known at fourteen that he shared Jon’s resistance to flame. Daemon might not have reason to know either.

Continuation of Daemon POV

Originally, I played around with this scene covering Viserys actually informing Daemon about the sworn shield and his reaction, but it didn't feel like it added much so I stopped early on.

Two kingsguard with him, Jon in hand, and seeking privacy. It felt like a veiled threat, and he nodded, disquieted as he sought its source. Does he already know about Mysaria? He had hoped to delay that conversation until she had provided more substantial information, but if Viserys had learned of it, it might seem that Daemon was concealing his visit for another reason. Jon settled at his other side, grasping his free hand, and Daemon squeezed it gratefully, feeling a tension within him ease now that both were with him. The first half of their turn about the godswood was rife with aimless chatter about the beauty of the trees and the unusually long autumn, which only served to heighten the dread of whatever was coming. “I am assigning you a sworn shield,” his brother announced finally, halting by the towering heart tree.  It was not an offer this time, as it had been in the past. “You do not trust me.” He had not meant to speak the words aloud. “I worry for your safety,” Viserys said, with an edge born of defensiveness. He nodded toward Jon. “As do your sons.”

Continuation of breakfast POV

I also tried out Jon's POV extending a little longer, to Viserys telling Daemon, but it felt like an awkward breaking point and I wanted the unnerving dragon enclosure scene, which this didn't work well with.

Jon convinced Viserys to wait another hour, lest they disrupt Daemon’s sleep, and in return he broke his fast with the king, nibbling at fruit while answering questions about their lessons with the royal tutors, and his progress with learning High Valyrian, and some less than subtle questions about Allard Royce and their time at the Gates of the Moon. The fact that Rhaegar’s hair had been dyed seemed to have raised the king’s ire at their cousin. Daemon met the news of his new protection with about as much grace as expected, bitterly protesting the decision and accusing the king of seeking to control his movements even after Jon had insisted that it was at his own request. Viserys kept to his word, however, informing Daemon that it was not a matter for debate.

[katnficer]

hi :'D

meet some cute wizgun characters I made recently, rita and claire! they're a couple that own a small farm on the outskirts of the Shatter

some extra info about them below cut but tbh I don't have much, I just think their designs are super neat

Claire - Fell Denizen

A mistress and warlock from the swamps, whom made her way to the Mainland to pursue an education as she was not satisfied with a life of anarchy in the Fell. She sought out to get close to people in power to try and pull political strings in her favor, but she got too cocky and made too many enemies on the Mainland. She fled back to the Shatter while she still could.

She's very verbally intimidating and quick witted, always using words and manipulation to get her way before resorting to more drastic measures, but she simply Could Not Handle Rita and became a flustered pile of trash when meeting her.

Rita - Barbarian

A Kingsguard that couldn't take watching her people kill eachother anymore and fled the wastes. Unable to face the bloodshed or her shame, she made her way to the old Imperium and then the High Road, where she met Claire. The two bonded over their morals and a couple drinks, and Rita found the gay disaster sitting across from her absolutely adorable.

Rita was eager to start up a farm, so the two eventually agreed to move to the outskirts of the Shatter and build a safe home just for the two of them. Over time they've become well-known locals, offering a place to rest for weary travellers and scaring off vultures from the Mainland.

[kiatheinsomniac]

.・✫・゜・。. ｡⋆ʚ[ 𝐊𝐎-𝐅𝐈 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐏! ]♡⃛ɞ

──── 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 ˊˎ - ☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: may top supporter: @magical-warlock who is always a darling to work with and whose ko-fi reward I can do now that she's back home <3 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Adrian 'Alucard' Tepes x Reader 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1k 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: hurt/comfort

With a towel wrapped around your body and your hair damp, you leave the bathroom to dress for the day after your morning bath. Adrian had been in your room when you left but now he was nowhere to be found. You think little of it and assume he must be in the kitchen making breakfast. He always insists on caring for you, especially your health, with recipes from his childhood that he learned either from his perch on his mother’s hip or from stretching up on his toes so that he could watch her over the kitchen counter. 

You smile to yourself when you picture it: this tiny little boy with all his blond hair following his mother around this colossal castle like her shadow. Based on the man you know him now to be, you can only imagine that Adrian was the sweetest little boy. 

How could that boy have grown to suffer so much? 

This question crosses your mind when you also find the kitchen empty, no sign of Adrian having been there at all. He wouldn’t go to the Hold or out foraging without telling you. Perhaps he had gone to one of the lower levels of the castle to the cool room in order to get some ingredients to cook with? Upon checking there you also found no traces of your lover. 

You begin to grow increasingly more worried about his whereabouts. When Sypha moved the castle and in the battle that followed, many of the windows were shattered. You and Alucard have been doing your best to board them up but Dracula’s Castle was immensely big and there were still many opening that you#ve yet to seal up. Had a night creature got in somewhere? Is Alucard now in some room of the castle fighting the beast or beasts? Your heart begins to anxiously flutter in your chest.

So far, the creatures that you have encountered post-battle have all been drawn to Dracula’s death site and so that is where you go. Despite Dracula being dead and his war being quashed, you know that you’re not out of the woods yet: night creatures from his army still roam freely, Dracula’s court is in disarray and has become a breeding ground for political turmoil – especially when considering how you’ve already heard talk that the four Queens of Styria are already on some mission to create their own empire. You can’t settle, you can’t give yourself a moment to relax when there’s windows to board up, the Belmont Hold to repair, food to find, rooms to clean and your lover is missing. 

As you begin approaching Adrian’s childhood bedroom, the faint sounds of sobbing grow louder and louder until eventually you’re standing in the doorway. Adrian’s head is in his hands, blonde tresses falling around him like a curtain to hide his pain from the world while he curls up on the floor at the foot of the broken bed. The floor is scorched from the wake that his father’s death left behind; naught but a wedding ring is left behind. 

Whether Adrian hears, smells or senses you, you have no clue – you just know that his dhampir senses are far superior to yours – but when he looks up, the whites of his eyes are a milky pink with the bloody tears that are staining cursed rivers down his cheeks. His thick blond lashes are clumped with the half-dried blood which tells you that he’s likely been here and crying since you first got into your bath this morning. But you can’t bear to simply stand there and watch him suffer. 

You’re quick to join him on the floor, kneeling by his side and wrapping your arms around him, feeling his face bury into your shoulder and stain your fresh shirt with his bloody tears but you couldn’t care less about that. One of your hands comes up to caress his golden hair, nails lightly scratching over his scalp in a comforting manner as you hush him and press soft kisses to the side of his head, gently rocking him in your arms as he clings to you. He holds you so tight that it’s rather uncomfortable but you don’t say a word because your comfort currently doesn’t matter to you in the slightest. It’s only once that his sobs have calmed down to ragged breaths and sniffles do you finally pull away. You cup his face in your hands, thumbs first smoothing over sharp cheekbones before they swipe under his eyes to begin smearing away his tears. You first softly kiss his forehead and then his mouth, resting your head against his as you breathe slowly and steadily in the hope that he’ll mimic you and it’ll help him calm down sooner. 

“I killed him…” He breathes out, words so quiet as though he can hear God damning him a thousand times over for his sin. 

“My love… he was already gone. His heart died the day your mother was taken from this world. He had lost his mind and so many others would have died if not for what you did. Wherever he is now, I’m sure that your mother is in his arms and he finally feels whole again. You don’t deserve to carry the weight of this burden alone, you should have come to me…” You wipe more tears from his face, using the back of your hand to dash away the large collection of them upon the bottom of his chin. “Being in this room won’t help you. Why don’t we go and make breakfast and then we can go for a walk, hm? We can find mushrooms, fish, and find somewhere nice to just sit and cuddle for a while when the sun comes out in the afternoon… What do you say?” You ask him as you tuck some of his hair behind his ears. He nods as you cup his face in your hands and he then leans his forehead upon your shoulder. 

“Thank you…” He says softly, “I… I have no clue what man I would be all alone in this place if I didn’t have you by my side.” He kisses your collar and you help him to his feet, hoping that a change of setting will make him feel better.

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[galderthefuzzy]

Vylsia Ainzull

Like many other Ren’dorei, Vylsia Ainzull gave into the ways of the void to become a void elf, but unlike the rest of her kin who wanted to help others, she did it for herself, to get more powerful, to get revenge on the horde for killing her older sister as she never knew her parents and she was the only family she ever knew. As the years went by, she buried herself in her research of the void as a means to obtain the necessary power, but it came at a cost as she would start forgetting details about her, even her name. It made her grow a fear of being alone, which is why she started practicing demonology as a warlock, even if the demon didn’t understand her or cared at least she would have someone to talk to. Which eventually she achieved when surprisingly she summoned a wrathguard, the demons loyal to the Burning Legion, named Dag-tarash. With her new companion Vylsia had someone to talk to and someone who will aid her in taking down the Horde for who they took from her.

I had the pleasure to work on this piece as a commission for VylsiaAinzull. Stained glass artwork remains one of my favorite formats and I'm always happy to reprise this style. Thank you for commissioning me!

[tom-whore-dleston]

(moodboard or fic or whatever you’re feeling up to bby)

i crave seeing this man be put in situations you wouldn’t automatically think to put him in, so give me frat boy!adam warlock who only joined because his parents made him, ya know legacy and all that + the philosophy student who is the opposite of someone you’d ever see at a frat but gets roped into helping him pass a class!

Creations: select a hottie + scenario/AU/trope/prompt** and I will a playlist/moodboard/fic (please specify the creation you are requesting)

join the celebration!

hjasfghjkdhga now hold on bc fratboy!Adam sounds so hot I'd drop the last bit of my morals for 24 hours with him 😩 I have a million headcanons running thru my mind rn so we'll start off with some light appetizers 😜 sorry this took a million years to write and that its so frickin long 😭

First and foremost, Adam wears crop tops and short shorts unironically and he fuckin ROCKS them! All the other frat boys don't look as good as him

He also wears gold chains bc why tf not

His parents met in the partnering fraternity and sorority that did charities and events. They then got married and had Adam straight out of college. Since the birth of Adam, his parents had it set in stone that he would work hard to attend the same university and join the same fraternity as his father.

As an underclassman, Adam genuinely enjoyed the frat life. His parents were proud of him. He was dating Gamora, the most popular girl in the sorority and of course another legacy. He was basically set to become president of the fraternity by his senior year.

At the beginning of his junior year, his whole world flipped upside down. His father died suddenly, and Ayesha was having a hard time grieving. On top of that, Gamora left Adam for Peter Quill, current president and Adam's arch nemesis.

All this caused Adam's straight A's turn to straight D's. With Quill as president, he threatened to kick Adam out the fraternity if he didn't bring his grades up.

And this is where you come in.

You are the top student in yours and Adam's philosophy class. It kinda helps that you are a philosophy major and always leading discussions during lectures. All your classmates were annoyed of you talking the professor's ears off, except for Adam. Without anyone's knowledge, he would jot down your talking points in case they would be useful in the future.

After the second exam of the semester, he finally approaches you after class, asking you to tutor him. Without hesitation, you agree, mainly because you have always seen him in your classes and found him attractive.

During your study sessions, you both got to know one another, realizing you have more in common with each other than Adam did with Gamora. He eventually confesses to you that he didn't care all that much about the frat life and he willingly agreed to rush because of his parents. You reveal to him that your parents practically disowned you after going to a college away from home and majoring in anything outside of law or medicine. You and Adam almost shared a kiss that night. That was until your best friend and Gamora's step sister, Nebula, came home from work.

Adam invites you to one of his frat parties where you're stuck to his hip the whole time. A drunk Quill encounters Adam, constantly harassing you throughout the night. Fed up with Quill's antics, Adam and you finally leave.

That was until Quill said, "Once you get tired of Adam's dumbass, you know where to find me. It won't be the first time a girl realized I'm ten times the man Adam Warlock will ever be."

Adam was ready to beat his ass, but you pushed him to the side, strutting towards Quill and back-handed slapped him across the face, sending him to the floor. You stoop down to Quill's level, muttering through gritted teeth, "You're right. Adam will never be you because he isn't some scumbag like you." Then, you took someone's cup of beer and poured it all over Quill before leaving with Adam.

As Adam was dropping you off at your apartment, he pulled you into a heated kiss and thanked you for standing up for him. When you shut the door behind you, you did a happy dance which Nebula caught you in the middle of. This, then led to you both staying up the rest of the night to spill the details of the party until you and Adam kissed.

Next week in class, Adam surprised you with your usual coffee order from the cafe on campus. On the coffee cup, there was a message that wrote:

"Dinner and movie at 7? I could use a study break :)"

Your face was warm from smiling so hard. You couldn't wait to finally go on a real date with Adam and neither could he.

Adam showed up to your apartment with a bouquet of flowers. You had to do a double take because it was the first time you haven't seen Adam wearing shorts and a crop top. He wore a buttoned shirt with jeans and his hair was neatly combed back.

"What happened? Did you run out of shirts that show off your abs?" You joked, leading to Adam picking you up and spinning you in the air before kissing you sweetly.

"Gotta look nice for my girl, you know."

You raise an eyebrow, taking the bouquet from him. "Your girl?" You curled your lips inward to hide the goofy smile on your face.

"Is it okay if I call you that?"

"Only if it's okay for me to call you my boy."

The date proceeds and it consists of a lot of hand holding, kissing, and you laying your head on Adam's shoulder. At the end of the date, it was obvious neither of you wanted it to end. While making out in his car, Adam reached for the bottom of your shirt, trying to pull it over your head until you stopped him.

Adam's face was full of concern. "I'm sorry, I should have asked if you were okay with this. I don't want you to think-"

You interrupted him by pressing your lips to his. "Don't worry, Adam. You didn't do anything wrong." You looked over at the window of your apartment, realizing no light came from inside. "Do you want to come inside? Nebula is most likely out for the rest of the night."

With that, Adam followed you into your apartment. You two barely made it into the bedroom before your hands and lips were all over one another. You fucked on the sofa before moving to the bedroom to cuddle.

As you were dozing off, Adam whispered, "I think I'm gonna quit the frat."

Now you were wide awake. "Why? I thought you loved it."

"For a while I did. I felt like I had to care for my parents. Now that we are halfway through junior year, none of that matters anymore." Adam paused to move your hair out of your face. "Besides, I'm thinking about applying to work at the cafe. My girl deserves all the free coffee I can make her for the rest of our college years."

"You are the sweetest." You kissed Adam on his forehead. "Whatever you want to do, I'll support you along the way."

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Party/Campaign Concept: You never know what, or who, you will find out on the open seas. After spending his early years learning the ways of piracy and justice, Captain of of The Silver Light, Hongjoong, works to assemble a crew of trusted companions to join him on the high seas for adventure, anarchy, and retribution to those who abuse their power. After traveling the world, he found outcasts, rebels, and other like-minded individuals who were shunned to the outskirts of society because they did not fit the mold of "proper" society. Together, this ragtag band of pirates sail across oceans, assisting with an oath of justice, to bring justice, liberation, and adventure to those in need of it most - but, they have to find each other first!

Hongjoong: Human Paladin

Hongjoong doesn’t remember most of his early years. He did his best to block them out as much as possible. The point where things began to turn around for him was the day he ran. Still a child, barely alive, tired and hungry, he ran through the streets of his harbor town, hoping beyond all hope that he could find a way out. He somehow managed to stow away on a ship, not realizing that that ship was the property of one of the most fearsome pirates to ever sail the ocean. At that point, all Hongjoong cared about was that he no longer had to return to the life he ran from. Hongjoong was discovered by the pirates a few days into their journey into open waters when one of the sailors found him rummaging through the pantry for food. Despite their notorious reputation for pillaging and other crimes, the pirates ended up taking Hongjoong under their wing, showing him that sometimes you have to cause a little anarchy in order to do some good. The captain of the crew treated Hongjoong like their own son, showing him what it meant to lead a crew and all of the skills it took to be feared by those in power, and beloved by those in need. No matter how many places they visited, their goal always remained the same - only take from those who have plenty, and give to those who have none (and maybe keep some to yourself just for fun). Hongjoong took every lesson to heart, forming a strong sense of justice and a desire to be a positive force to be reckoned with. When he eventually came of age, Hongjoong left the crew to build one of his own - one that would take on the mantle of justice and retribution against those who abuse their power. The first period of being on his own was harsh. Being the captain of a crew of one was not exactly the most rewarding work he had encountered, even on the ship he had managed to steal from a royal navy and redesign to his heart's delight. But slowly, as he took on more small jobs, stealing from the rich rulers of cities to give back to those in need, he garnered a reputation that would follow him everywhere he went. His stories began to spread like wildfire amongst the towns he visited, leading to him gaining the title of “The Charitable Pirate King”. His knack for chaos-creating, anarchy, and justice would end up reaching the ears and hearts of many, including those who would eventually become his crew.

Seonghwa: Half-Elf Warlock

All Seonghwa knew was that he was found on the front steps of an orphanage in a harbor town with a note stating only his name. He was taken in by the workers of the orphanage, but just because he had shelter does not mean that everything was fine. The conditions of the orphanage were destitute at best, and all the other children were regularly ignored by the workers. Even as a young child, he took it upon himself to care for the other children and the house they occupied - it was the only thing he had control over, and he was going to control it. That is when a plague swept over the harbor town, hitting the orphanage especially hard due to the harsh conditions. Seonghwa had his hands full taking care of all of his sick siblings, trying his best to provide them with the care that the real workers refused to provide them. One of the children, barely three, was much worse off than some of the others. Seonghwa regularly prayed to any deity he could think of, begging for the little one to be spared. One entity, one of healing and light, heard his pleas and showed themselves before Seonghwa, asking him if he would really do anything to cure the child. Seonghwa replied “yes” without hesitation, and so the entity bestowed powers of light and healing upon him, giving him the chance to heal the child. From then on, Seonghwa never had to worry about the little ones anymore, contracted to an oath of healing. As soon as he came of age, the workers kicked Seonghwa out of the orphanage, forcing him to take on multiple hard labor jobs just to keep himself afloat. That was, until, he heard rumors of a lone sailor, one who had taken the seven seas by storm - a pirate king in the making, “The Charitable Pirate King”. One day, the up and coming pirate king pulled into the harbor, parting the crowds as he made his way through the town. The captain approached Seonghwa, asking him his name. The captain introduced himself as Hongjoong, and reported that he had heard tell of someone in the village who had the power of light and healing. Seonghwa looked at the young captain, shocked, knowing that he was the person that Hongjoong was talking about. Seonghwa confessed to being the one with such powers, showing the light glowing from his palms that never seemed to dim. Hongjoong, seeing such potential in Seonghwa, offered him freedom - a place on his crew as his second in command. Seonghwa knew he had nothing left to lose, leaving the only place he’s ever known to embark on a new adventure aboard the Silver Light.

Yunho: Human Bard

Yunho grew up in a very loving home. The only challenge was that both his parents were forced to work to keep them afloat, leaving Yunho in charge of raising his younger brother. Yunho taught himself how to play the lute, using music and stories to keep himself and his brother entertained. Yunho quickly learned how to spin a tale full of fantasy and adventure. It was all they had besides each other, even though they knew that their parents loved them - until they didn’t come home. The boys never found out what had happened to their parents, but they knew that as long as they had each other, things would be okay. Because they were still young, Yunho took to sharing his music and stories on the streets in the hopes of earning money to keep them going. Yunho packed up what they had, and with his brother they began to travel from town to town, continuing to try and pick up some more money as they moved. They finally reached the coast, now well into their early adulthood, still sharing stories and music where they could without being run out by soldiers. One night, as they wandered the streets for somewhere to sleep, a kindly baker invited them in, taking pity on them. The baker provided them with food, allowing them to sleep inside the shop for as long as they needed. That was the safe place that Yunho and his brother needed to start over. Yunho’s brother began to work for the baker as payment for their kindness as Yunho continued his storytelling. That was, until, one day he ran into two other men while heading to his usual storytelling spot. The two men were scouring a map with intensity, seemingly trying to figure out where exactly they were. Yunho stopped to help them, before recognizing one of them - "The Charitable Pirate King", Hongjoong. For Yunho’s kindness, the captain offered Yunho a position in his crew. Yunho was initially hesitant, not wanting to leave his brother behind, which Hongjoong sensed. Hongjoong let Yunho know that his offer would remain open until the next dawn and walked away. Yunho scurried back to the bakery, desperate to speak with his brother. As soon as Yunho mentioned the offer, his brother immediately told him to take it - Yunho couldn’t spend the rest of his life looking after him, and he would be okay working with the baker. He told Yunho that he could always visit if he needed to, but that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity - he shouldn’t miss it. Late that night, Yunho left his brother to join Hongjoong on his adventures on the Silver Light. This is where he would eventually meet his best friend, Mingi, and become the light of inspiration and encouragement for the crew. His stories and music would always bring a lighthearted air to the others, one that would keep them going through their darkest challenges.

Yeosang: Half-Elf Rogue

Yeosang had no memory of his parents, who happened to be elven and human royalty. There were many, though, who were outraged by Yeosang's birth, stating that a half-human half-elf was blasphemous. One such person was his father, the elven prince’s royal advisor, who stole Yeosang in the dead of night, abandoning him where Yeosang would never be found - a large human village far outside their borders, whose street urchins took pity on him and did their best to keep him alive. As he grew, they taught him the ins and outs of survival on the street, from pickpocketing to various scams. His quiet demeanor and innocent-looking face kept him out of trouble while he snuck around to survive. It would be his sneaking around that would lead him to Wooyoung. One day, an adolescent Yeosang was wandering the alleyways a village, trying to lay low after his most recent pickpocketing spree when he heard a commotion from the other side of the alley - soldiers, clearly chasing after someone. Yeosang went to the end of the alley, laying in wait before a figure flashed in his view. He grabbed the figure, yanking them into the alley and covering their mouth as the soldiers rushed by. That figure was Wooyoung, a local troublemaker that Yeosang had heard about. To “thank” Yeosang for saving him, Wooyoung swore allegiance to Yeosang, refusing to leave his side (much to Yeosang’s dismay). However, Yeosang managed to find use for Wooyoung - he was now the (very loud) distraction to Yeosang’s heists. Together, they were a formidable pairing, managing to pull off even the most difficult of capers. Fully grown, Yeosang and Wooyoung became notable names in the thievery game - until one day, when they picked the wrong target. Charging through the streets of a coastal city, they scoured everywhere they could for a place to hide from the kingdom’s soldiers. They came across a menacing looking ship and raced aboard, finding a place to hide amongst the cargo on the deck. When they heard the soldiers leave, they stood up, only to find three men staring back at them - Seonghwa, Yunho, and “The Charitable Pirate King” Hongjoong. Fearing the worst, Wooyoung immediately began to spin a tale about how they got there, while Yeosang looked for an escape route - until Hongjoong began to laugh. The notorious captain let the two of them know that he had heard tell of their skills and heists, and offered the two of them a place on their crew. Knowing they had nothing left to lose, Yeosang and Wooyoung agreed, finally in a place where their skills could be used for the good of others.

San: Half-Orc Barbarian

San was actually raised in a very loving home - parents who adored him and cared for him, and an older sister who taught him the ways of the world. They lived mostly isolated on a farm, selling what they grew to the local villages. They were beloved by the people they sold to, and they always commented on what a lovely family they made. However, there were some in society that saw half-orcs as inferior. One day, as the family was tending to the farm, some strangers came begging for food and shelter. Because of their kind natures, San’s parents took the strangers in, not realizing that those strangers would be their undoing. San and his sister do not remember much of what happened next - all they remember is fire, blood, and suddenly only having each other as family. That was the day that would haunt San forever. Many years later, a now grown San was sitting at the bar of his sister’s tavern. She had made a name for herself, using the hidden inheritance their parents had saved for them to build the tavern that would keep herself and San alive and safe. He sat at the bar, nursing an ale that his sister had poured for him, when a group of already drunken thieves barged in. They instantly became a nuisance, harassing every other patron they came across. San could feel his temper beginning to boil at their antics. It wasn’t until they began harassing his sister, the most lewd and awful comments escaping their foul mouths that San snapped. He launched himself from his seat, charging at the group with force. Despite his powerful strength, San quickly found himself overpowered by this drunken group. That was when a group of strangers joined in the fray, beginning their attacks against the drunken thieves with ease. The unconscious thieves were soon thrown out of the tavern, leaving them to the constables for the night. San went to thank the group, the leader introducing himself as Hongjoong, “The Charitable Pirate King”. San had heard whispers of this crew’s adventures from some of the other patrons, but he admitted to the crew that he thought they were just a myth. The crew laughed, joking with San to not tell anyone - they had a reputation to upkeep after all. San’s sister thanked the crew profusely for helping and keeping her tavern safe, offering them a reward for their services. They declined any reward, but turned to San and offered him a spot in their crew, stating they could use his strength. San’s sister encouraged him to go, knowing that he was meant for so much more than just being a tavern bouncer. San left, promising his sister to send money and to visit often, before setting off with the crew of the Silver Light. There, they presented him with the weapon that would be his crowning jewel - a large battle hammer that only he could wield. San could use his passion and his strength to continue to fight for those who needed it, knowing he always had someone else to watch his back. 

Mingi: Human Druid

Mingi grew up in near isolation, despite being born into a very deeply connected faction of druids. He was born on an island far away from any mainland, where the whole population lived in connection to the island nature and all its creatures. Despite being collectivistic, with every child raised together as a group with the same naturalistic magic, Mingi was always an outcast. It did not help that as he grew, he grew to be tall and broad, very different from all of the others. This led to him being teased and ousted, even though Mingi was an incredibly kind and gentle soul. And so, Mingi regularly found himself alone. One day, a now grown Mingi was sitting on the beach by himself, taking time to meditate to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. He was feeling at peace until he heard some of the others giggling, beginning to taunt him for his “scary” looks and the fact that he was all alone. Mingi did his best to ignore them, but they came closer, continuing to taunt him. Mingi began to feel his emotions taking over, the magic coursing through his body becoming too overwhelming to handle. He started to lose control, and he bolted for the water with the others chasing after him, shifting into his wild shape as he dove into the waves - a large, intimidating-looking whale shark. Despite being entirely harmless, the size and look of his whale shark form scared away those who taunted him, finally leaving him alone again. Mingi swam off, knowing that there was no longer a point in returning home - he wasn’t welcome anyway. That was when Mingi heard a voice above him, calling out if he was all right. Mingi, in his wild shape, peeked out above the water. A random stranger peered out from over the railings of a large ship with a concerned look. Confused, Mingi shifted back into his human form, and the stranger cast a rope ladder over the railing for him to climb. As Mingi crawled over onto the deck, the stranger handed him a cloth to dry himself off, again asking Mingi if he was okay, noting that he had watched Mingi be chased into the water. The stranger introduced themselves as Yunho, sitting Mingi down as another stranger walked up with food for Mingi to eat. They asked if he wished for them to bring him back to the island, but Mingi refused - he had no home anymore. That day, Mingi found himself in the care of the crew of the Silver Light, no longer alone. Mingi would still have nightmares of his time on the island, but Yunho took it upon himself to calm Mingi’s mind, always sharing stories and songs to bring him comfort. Mingi knew that he would never be an outcast again, finding a home that loved him no matter what. 

Wooyoung: Human Barbarian/Rogue

From the time he was born, Wooyoung made his presence known. As a toddler, he would regularly yell “hello” to everyone he passed by, always asking questions and showing affection to those around him whenever he got the chance. He was full of love and passion and volume, a spark of joy to behold. However, that spark of joy would soon be dimmed. A cult raided his village, destroying everything and capturing all of the children for the sake of their master to be put to work. Wooyoung and all the other children were forced to build shrines for this cult in complete silence. Every day was filled with grueling hard labor, the likes of which no child should ever experience - and it nearly drove Wooyoung insane. Years he spent in silence, his light nearly snuffed out completely, until one day, he snapped. Tired of being forced into silence, Wooyoung screamed out, rallying the other children and teens into revolting. Wooyoung picked up a pickaxe and began to smash the chains that bound each child together, sending them into a full-fledged riot. Wooyoung and the other now older members of the group fought off the guards, his passion inspiring them all to liberate themselves from the cult. That day, every one escaped into freedom, leaving Wooyoung to now live his life as he pleased. He hopped from place to place, no longer afraid to use his voice, causing whatever chaos he needed to in order to keep him alive and supplied. This pattern of chaos-creating would end up being how he met his best friend, Yeosang. Wooyoung latched on to Yeosang, the two of them finding a balance and rhythm that helped both of them achieve their goals. Wooyoung’s loud, boisterous, and chaotic personality served as an excellent distraction for Yeosang’s silent, tactical means of getting what they needed. Even when they found themselves faced with “The Charitable Pirate” Hongjoong, Wooyoung did his best to get them out, even if it meant yelling, lying, or fighting their way out. Thankfully, that was not the case, and Wooyoung followed Yeosang in joining the crew of the Silver Light. Wooyoung immediately took it upon himself to bring everyone together, using his friendly demeanor to start breaking the silences that fell upon the still new crewmates. Though they would never admit it out loud, the rest of the crew (even Yeosang) were thankful for Wooyoung, because they knew without his overly-friendly and loud nature, they would never be as connected with each other. Wooyoung would never have to live in silence again. 

Jongho: Human Fighter

Jongho was born to a family of nobles who served an arrogant, prideful royal family. These royals took their role too seriously, and made sure that everyone who worked for them “knew their place”. Even as a child, Jongho never understood what made them so different aside from their title, but his parents told him to keep quiet and do as he was told so he would be okay. And so, Jongho did as he was told, training in various forms of combat and weaponry to serve the family as a personal guard. From a young age, he showed great potential in anything he picked up, and had a knack for learning things quickly. He showed the royals that he was an asset to hold on to, even if it meant having to keep his opinions to himself. One day, Jongho walked through the halls of the royal palace, tasked with guarding the crown prince. Everything was quiet until one of the royal maids accidentally tripped and fell into the crown prince, nearly knocking him over. Before Jongho could even react, the crown prince shoved the maid to the floor, screaming at her in disgust for “daring to touch royalty”. Jongho was horrified at the scene - a grown man screaming at an innocent woman for an accident she had no control over. Jongho, without even thinking, immediately stood in front of the now distraught woman, still on the floor, staring the crown prince down with a glare. The crown prince ordered Jongho to move aside so he could “teach the wretch a lesson”, but Jongho refused, finally letting his feelings towards the royal family be known - they were crass, arrogant, and didn’t deserve to rule if this was how they treated the people who worked for them. Needless to say, Jongho was quickly banished from the kingdom, with nothing but his skills to keep him going. Jongho bounced around from town to town, doing odd jobs that used his skills well to keep him going. Still a knight at heart, Jongho regularly practiced his combat with any weapon he could find in the early hours of the day before heading into town for work. This habit would continue even in the harbor town he now resided in, stocking cargo ships and hauling fresh fish from the fishermen. One morning, as he practiced as usual, a voice called out to him, stating that Jongho was “doing it wrong”. Immediately whipping around to sass the voice that he was doing it properly, he came face-to-face with “The Charitable Pirate King” Hongjoong. The captain recounted that he and his crew had watched Jongho practice for a few mornings now, seeing his potential and skill. Hongjoong offered Jongho a chance to put those skills to use as a part of the crew of the Silver Light. Jongho, having nothing left to lose, agreed nonchalantly, walking with the captain to begin his new life using his power and knowledge to do what he wanted. He no longer had to be at the mercy of those who saw him as a means to an end - he was now the fighter that he longed to be. 

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Hello what about some vampire buck ??? Or something like that idk 🤷‍♂️ just throwing something out there ok love you bye🩵

Vampire Buck?! Okay, I love that??? Okay, okay, how does this play out? I have ideas for both Buddie and BuckTommy.

I always loved the idea of Eddie being a witch. So do like witch Eddie and vampire Buck, two people who are not supposed to be together, get together and go against all odds?

I don't know how vampires work but I like the idea of Buck being born a vampire and his parents are vampires too.

When Eddie first joins the 118, Buck hates him so he wants to bite him and kill him. But then he approaches Eddie and Eddie immediately uses a spell on him and knocks him down on his ass. From there on, they become enemies. They're constantly butting heads at work, to the point where Bobby tells them they can either play nice at this firehouse or get transferred to different ones. They keep getting put into situations where they have to work together and despite being so different, they realize they work together so well and become hesitant friends, leading them to become great friends eventually.

Eddie ultimately introduces Buck to Chris, and he is more than shocked when Chris immediately clocks Buck as a vampire and wants to be his friend rather than fear him. That overwhelms Buck because no one has ever been so nice to him after finding out who he was. Eddie finds out that Chris is a witch as well and a more powerful one than he is. He'll later discover that Chris is actually a warlock and he and Buck work together to keep Chris from going to the dark side.

During all of this, the two of them fall in love. Eddie is terrified because his family dislikes vampires, werewolves, or other supernatural beings. And if they find out that Eddie is with one then they will find a way to kill him, even though vampires are immortal. So Buck and Eddie hide their relationship.

Okay, now if you want BuckTommy instead, then here's how that could play out.

Tommy is just a regular human being while Buck is a vampire. When Tommy starts hanging out with Eddie, Buck gets jealous and he fully intends to bite him, only for Tommy to kiss him.

Buck is left dumbfounded and his brain doesn't compute. So he makes a new plan. No biting Tommy and turning him, he'll protect Tommy instead. So it's a bit of a Twilight saga.

Buck keeps trying to hide his true self from Tommy because he's scared if Tommy finds out then he will hate him. But then one evening while they're on a date, they are attacked by a group of muggers and Buck almost rips their throat out when they hurt Tommy.

After the muggers run away, Buck and Tommy are left alone and Buck just knows that Tommy will leave him but instead of leaving, Tommy wants to know more about Buck, the real Buck, because he loves him and won't leave him. So they go back to Buck's and talk. Tommy finds the fact that Buck is a vampire, unbearably hot. So he lets Buck fuck him and drink from him.

They have a beautiful relationship and Buck is extremely protective of Tommy. He keeps getting told that he will have to turn Tommy if he wants to stay with him forever, but Buck refuses to do that because a. Tommy has shown no inclination to wanna turn, and b. he will never turn Tommy against his will.

Anyway, these are my Buddie and BuckTommy headcanons with vampire Buck that no one asked for.

Also, love you too, anon! 💜💜💜