#I have so many hc’s from relics

[mehiwilldoitlater]

Hear me out ..yandere Macaque hcs …seriously love the way you write him ; maybe this reader lost her destiny one or maybe Macaque found reader first before the other monkeys did 👀 love to see what you come up with please 💗 if your not doing requests no worries you can ignore this :)

(Me: People here love this dude...

Destined One: I've noticed that...)

1) When he first met you, he knew what you were and why you were sent there. Of course he knew, because he met so many before you. The only difference was that you were fresh out of the change, unaware of everything that was around and so utterly alone.

It was just so good to be true; the new Bián hu�� was completely at his mercy, and of course he was ready to take advantage of that.

You were just so adorable, alone, and so afraid, ready to be eaten by the First Yaoguai lucky enough to catch you. And he was, of course, your sworn protector, a monkey that wanted nothing but help you! You just needed to do something for him, helping him find some magical staff that would help you send you back!

He had May lie—just a little.

He just needed to find the relics, take back his full power, get rid of you, and then boom, he was ready to be free...but you changed everything.

The more time he had stayed by your side, the more he became attached. He started to care; he started to crave your attention and your kindness, and soon he carved for more.

He started to make a few changes to his plan, like finding a way to let you live forever, to let him love you like you deserved, to be yours like he wanted you to be his. 

If it wasn't for that damn destined one...

Not only had he been searching for you, following that connection you two were supposed to have, but he needed to tell you the truth!

He was able to get the both of you away from that other one, but now he wasn't your beloved friend; now he was on the list that had played all this time.

"YOU TRICKED ME! ALL THIS TIME IT WAS JUST A LIE?!"

"Darling, please...calm down. Let me explain." You smacked away his hand. Your eyes are full of rage and tears.

"DON'T YOU DARLING ME! You said you wanted to help me! You were just playing all along!"

You started to walk away, trying to get more distance from him and yourself...only to feel then his sharp claws clutching your head and crashing you on the ground.

"I am helping you... by doing what I must."

2) He'll take you to your new home...with the right adjustment.

Oh, you can run free as much as you like! Just be careful not to fall from the cliff that surrounded the small mountain that you were on! The air there is amazing, and no one can brother you there! The only bridge that could have helped you cross the precipice has been cut off!

You can't go anywhere, and he's aware of that.

He'll give you time and space; he's not that delusional to believe that you won't scream and try to do some crazy stunt when he's around. He'll bring food! He'll make sure you're okay until he'll be sure that you won't act crazy with him!

But you really needed to give him that cold shoulder after all that time?

You'll ignore him for days. No matter what he does, you just kept your mouth shut and your attention on a wall...

You really know how to push his buttons, uh?

"Came on... I know you can't stay silent forever."

"..."

"Listen, I know this is not your plan of life, but believe me! It's still something! You were complaining about how full and boring your life was before, right? Now you're-"

"Trap ... It was boring, but I was free... and i REALLY don't want to be here with you now."

He gritted his teeth, feeling so many emotions in his chest. Before storming out the door of the house, he takes one time to look at you.

"All right! Let's see how much you'll miss me in a week!"

In fact, for a week, food didn't come at all.

3) He loved your stubbornness and your strength, but now it was just so annoying. Why can't you just give up?!

Stop resisting! Isn't it painful to just suffer?! If you just loved him like he wanted your tò do, then it would be so easy! But nooo, you have to play hard to get it, right?!

And let's not mention the so many escape attempts that you had made! How many times did he have to catch you?! How many times did he have to prove to you how dangerous the world was?! How many times he had to brind you the next monkey head before you understood that no one is omg to save you?!

You kept on biting and scratching his hand while he was dragging you back to the house. It wasn't painful at all. It was just boring... It hurt his heart, on the other hand.

"I don't want to! Stop! LET me go!"

He had enough. 

He pushed you on the ground, his foot stomping over your arm. Just near the shoulder.

"What are you?"

"I guess that I was too soft on you." You started to feel pressure on your arm; the pain started to grow second by second. "I need to be harder from now on."

You started to scream, scratching his foot, and punched him, but he didn't bulge a little. He kept on pushing and pushing until

CRACK.

You felt the sound of your bones cracking between the flashes of your arm. Before you could scream in pain, he was already down, his hand on your mouth, and his razor teeth near your ear.

"Does it hurt? Don't worry, I'll make it go away."

The same teeth that were caressing your ear were now deep in your flesh.

A missed arm was a good reminder of what he could do.

4) Were you finally accepting him? 

Where have you finally given up?

He didn't want to hurt you, but you were so difficult.

He'll heal you; he'll take care of you like he had promised. Your arm can't come back; it's better this way, but he'll be there, as he had promised.

He'll kiss every scratch and every wound that he has inflicted. He'll make sure you're loved and cherished by him.

"I love you," he whispers, kissing your neck and savoring your scent. "I need more than you think. I'll never let you go..."

Never such sweet words were so full of poison.

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[itssuppertim3]

Random Paladin Danse HC's That Make Me Smile

not that any of my minions know this, but i’m back into fallout and Paladin Danse’ ass is grass which only means one thing

fuckin

HEADCANONS

let the brain rot commence.

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He obviously loves that education, and is always, ALWAYS, searching for an excuse to learn more about dead America. And who better to learn from than a relic of the past? You! On the other hand, my Sole was never a vault dweller, so she knows next to nothing about those broken gizmos other than what scrap they'll produce. So in one scenario you have big bulk man exhausting you with curiosity, and in another he's literally brimming with information to teach you. Both work well in my opinion.

Literal big brother energy. That kind of changes if or when you admit to him that his ass is literally bigger than a star, but throughout your time serving with him it's very clear that he works well with a sibling-like relationship. You may see him as an older brother, or maybe you just hate him. I dunno man. But all-in-all, he's always the first one there. Always at your side ready to defend you from whatever your postapocalyptic world launches at you. He's almost as loyal as Dogmeat. Almost.

This man stands CLOSE. Sometimes he doesn't even realize it; he just feels at ease being near you (especially if you don't use power armor). He's real caught on that savior mentality. Somehow he's only convinced that you're safe if he's just feet from where you're standing. And don't get me started on firefights. This big booty military man will jump in front of you with no shits to give. You even land a couple shots on him by accident, but that's alright. He doesn't really feel it. He really should prioritize his own safety sometimes.

He never drinks if he can help it, but that's only because alcohol makes him giggly. He'll relax with a couple beers, but anything past that is dangerous for him. He simply doesn't like the embarrassment of completely switching personalities in front of his subordinates. Even you, believe it or not. He likes things "clean, by the book," blah blah. So many people are convinced that he lacks personality, but truthfully he just prefers to act tough. It makes him feel 10 ft tall.

He sleeps with a body pillow. 100% I will live by that statement. Think about it: he practically lives within a wall of steel and cushioned padding. He's more touch deprived than a goldfish. He probably can't recall the last time he genuinely felt a person, which isn't something he dislikes. There's moments when even a pat on the shoulder is too overwhelming for him. He wishes he enjoyed having that closeness with someone. There're many occasions where he longs for your arms to be encased around him or vice versa. He wants to love, but he doesn't exactly know how. So instead of touching you, he spams you with uplifting compliments and hugs his pillow in Dansey bliss.

He complains about rain and bodies of water enough to convince everyone he hates it, but what's interesting is when he's in your company. Walking around like a transformer all the time, he's always prepared for stormy weather. You however... ehhh. He doesn't like it when you get drenched (😫) so he'll immediately scan the surrounding area for shelter. If there is none, and depending on the direction of the wind, he'll situate himself to where you get wet (😫) to a minimum. He's like your personal hunky umbrella. Every once in a while, you grow confused over the fuss. You may enjoy rain, or at least tolerate it, but he still wouldn't give a damn. "It would be irresponsible of me, as your mentor, to allow you to catch a cold under these conditions." In other words, he's a big worrywart over your wellbeing. And he's more used to patching up battle wounds. A sickly fever? Not so much.

You'd think he would be better at knowing your whereabouts, but he definitely isn't. With his suit having so many blind spots and you being so low to the ground, he's constantly losing track of you; hence why he chooses to walk behind you. When you stop in Diamond City, you like to prank him a bit by slipping away and making him go in big brother panic mode. You've tried it in Goodneighbor once or twice, but it never works there. Once you're behind those walls, his eyes never leave you. Not once. He scolds you more harshly when you play games in that town.

He loves to feel useful, even with something mundane like reaching something up high for you or even hoisting you up through a broken ceiling or over a wall. He additionally likes to show off strength. He smashes through walls and doors like cardboard, and crushes just about anything under his gauntlets with ease. On the other hand, he loves it when you feel useful as well. Sure, he can count back dozens of times when he could've dislodged a safe door or tore the wires from a terminal to deactivate turrets, but instead he chose to step back and admire your handiwork. And when you succeed, he always boosts you with praise.

The only hack he uses to style his hair is mud, sweat, and grease. And it still looks flawless every damn time.

There's no way in hell he walks around with all that cake and authority and NOT have an aggressive fanbase on the Prydwen. That just ain't so. There's a whole line of women in their baldheaded glory begging for him to notice them, and the hilarious part is he never does. Heroic actions and deeds in honor of the Brotherhood are what yanks his immediate attention. He's also trained enough soldiers to tell the difference between talent, potential, and kissing up. He hates those sorts most of all.

Keep in mind what I said about his awkwardness with physical touch, because when he's actually starting out in a relationship, it is so over for him. At first he almost wishes you'd remain friends just so you wouldn't give him heart murmurs every 5 fucking minutes. He also grows more protective over you than ever before, but that isn't surprising. Give him a few weeks to settle into this new territory and he'll gradually adapt. You do your best to go at his pace, so instead of downright kissing him you peck him sweetly on the cheek. The more you do it the more he realizes just how much he adores it. Even now he still has a hard time expressing his feelings, so you have to study close for any cues he may give you. Somehow if you're just not skilled at reading him, he'll eventually get persistent enough to lean towards your level and sit jagged and redfaced for a while until you deliver.

It's funny to watch him try and squeeze into an elevator. He'll go the extra mile to search for an intact flight of stairs just so he won't look like a Jack in the Box. Watching him squeeze back out is even sillier. He has to position his shoulders and knees just right so that his pauldrons or helm won't get caught in the narrow doorframe. It mostly works, though only because of all the trial and error he's had to endure.

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alright folks it's 3am which means i have very pressing matters to attend to like sleeping

[tequila-solar-storm]

NS/FW

CW mpreg, eggpreg

I'm glad to know I wasn't the only one who went A J A W E G G S after that line hahah

Thank you for painting such a delicious picture. I see your vision, I absolutely can't blame Kinich for not wanting to deal with a second Ajaw but what if they turn out to be a second Kinich and tag team against Ajaw lol that'll be somewhat cute haha.

Kinich developing a breeding kink because of ajaw will be hilarious. The saurian relic opened a new horizon for him and now he'll want even more from his partners. Dragonlord be damned!

I'm eating up the hc about his complicated relationship with the tribes cause you're SO right. And ngl I do wanna see what camp two is capable of! lol Trinidad is for sure one of the leading figures in there, he's such a hater HAHAH

Thanks for answering!! Very pleased to have found a space where I can feed my kinich brainrot xD take care author!

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Feel free to keep sending your brainrot my way! I love it!! You take care too, anon!! ❤️❤️❤️

Response under the cut! Spoilers for Kinich’s character stories and the Yupanqui's Turnfire Tribal Chronicles!

I wonder how Ajaw’s baby would look like 🤔 A direct copy of Ajaw? Pixel? Dragon? A mix of all three? Ajaw’s technically a projection now, which makes me doubt his real form is pixelated, so probably not pixels?

If Kinich somehow had a guarantee that the kid would turn out more like him than Ajaw, he’ll be jumping on that dragon dick without hesitation!

Imagine after a nice long fuck, his partner of the day casually asks him when did he develop his breeding kink? Kinich, being the blunt fucker he is, just goes ‘Ajaw’ and proceeds to give his partner a whiplash because whAT DO YOU MEAN YOU GOT IMPREGNATED BEFORE BY THE??? TINY PIXEL LIZARD?? HOW?? 🤣

Camp Two wanna fuck him so bad they look stupid!! They’re capable of SO many things, but unfortunately defeating Kinich isn’t one of them. His stamina is simply too good + he’s a raging masochist. So no amount of bullying can break his spirit! He thrives on it instead! Maybe that’s why he could get along (Somewhat) with Enjou/Sanka so well. It’s masochist on masochist communication HAHAHA

And of course, we can’t forget Trinidad! As much of a hater as he is, I don’t think he’ll actually do half of the terrible things Camp Two would. He’s still an elder of the tribe and a generally decent guy (I don’t like him denying Huni her dinner when he scolded her for lying/recklessness, but it’s pretty obvious he was struggling a LOT with grief during that time). Not only does he prioritise the tribe’s safety over tradition (I wanted to watch him argue more with Wayna 😩), Kinich himself says the tribe needs people like Trinidad, which emphasises that he’s an okay person!

If anything, he’ll denounce the other members of Camp Two, being like ‘don’t be disrespectful even if you don’t like him! Be the better person!’ and then turn around and guiltily wank to humiliating Kinich 😳 We also don’t know if he has a living spouse, but if he does, I’d love to imagine his partner being supportive in his desire to wreck Kinich. They’re usually monogamous but because Kinich is THAT annoying they decided to make an exception for him HAHAHAHAHA

If they’re going to do it, Kinich’s going to have to be the one initiating. Once he’s serving himself up on a silver platter, though, there’s no way in hell Trinidad will be able to resist. That’s when all the nasty stuff will come out!! The most tame it’ll be is Trinidad aggressively fucking his mouth so he can’t talk back, scolding him with stuff like ‘Not only are you some Mora-obsessed degenerate, you’re also a loose slut! You can’t be further from a hero!’ While Kinich’s just. Super turned on plus super amused at how mad Trinidad is! The more aggressive end of their sessions can get highly physical, with scratching, biting, slapping etc.

Now I can’t get the mental image out of my head: Trinidad sitting on the edge of a bed, face in his hands, dying of guilt/horror/denial/shock at just having the most mindblowing sex with someone he hates. Post nut clarity in its finest. Meanwhile, Kinich’s staring impassively at Trinidad’s naked, scratched-up back planning to goad the elder into fucking him again 🤣

What would their ship name be actually. Trinich? Trikinich??

[mcmuerteflurry]

Lobo/muerte/death handlers HC-GN victim reader- muerte speech

!CW: suggestive and possible NSFW and google translate!

Whistling will be one of the most common sounds you’ll hear in a daily basis

You have to either be the most interesting being in existence or a Cupid must’ve used their most powerful arrow and ran out along the way

Perhaps one of, if not, the most dangerous in the Shrek universe

Would commonly call the victim conejito (bunny in Spanish) in a mocking tone

Running only motivates him to chase

An example you tried escaping him

“He will cling on to you like a demon in love with a religious woman”

Possibly going to any religious professional or spiritual professional such as a shaman or a fortune teller would all have their thoughts and astral minds clouded on your situation

It is merely impossible to escape the images of muerte wether it’s paintings, cards, cups or even posters the victim will see him everywhere

No tailsman or any religious or protective relics can save you from the personification of fear and death

The victim should get use to being in a continuous state of fear

The first time the victim hears those answers they’re at the state of confusion or laughter either way it doesn’t end right

Victim’s first time hearing the whistle placed them in the state of panic attacks or even anxiety attacks for their words are true

“Do not indulge with him for his appearance is most appealing”

“Mi amor engulf yourself in my aura for there would be eternal safety” he would announce with open arms that he has completely not recited for hours before introducing himself

“Do not feed to the delusion of his for it will consume you”

“I am indeed your one true love”

Mirrors are the reader’s worst enemy because muerte can watch them via the mirrors (like how some Jinns and demons can watch through the mirrors)

Tú pensamiento pobre conejito

Think someone can help nope! Not even witchcraft or a guillotine would get that wolf’s tongue out of your ass for as long as you cease to exist

Would destroy any form of communication with others because he believes “he knows better, he’s been on this planet since the beginning of time and knows every scenario by the”

He would hold the victim in his arms as a “protection” mechanism to make the victim feel safe in his delusions

“Mi amor, mi conejito I know what’s best for you, you don’t even have to repay me like those friends of yours just stay in my arms is all I’m asking for”

Any time you deny his assistance he would always find a way to get you to lean to him

Would purposely cause casualties to make sure you’re entirely dependent on them

“Mi conejito… I always knew they didn’t care for you only I care for you in the highest of levels because I am the only true love for you”

His sickles tallies the amount of family he has killed and is craving for many more to envelope their victim into isolation

I HC that he can interact with animals like how in some demonology books some demons can interact with someone via animals or revive and give messages

He says as the animal souls gave him the signal that your friend’s and family soul has reached the river to the ferrymen

Animal souls become a common visitor wether it is a message with gifts or regular message

You haven’t touched your drink you okay mate

The victim is either avoiding some pubs or finding hidden ones

The victim attempted to stand up and walk away but was soon stopped by a pair of arms gripping the side of their waist

Muerte’s breathe brushes against the victim’s ears

“mi conejita donde pensaste que podías correr” (my bunny did you think you could run)

Muerte would coo nothing less than sweet things whilst their hand explore the victim’s body

The victim’s breathe hitch as they try to stabilise themselves causing the bartender to question them in concern

“No one can see us so why don’t we continue this somewhere”

I don’t want to do this to you but you need to learn

If the victim managed to run that’s a miracle but disguised as a curse (Some NSFW)

Scenario A

The victim’s back has been slammed to the wall of an alleyway late at night during a festival

The victim’s hands above their head and Muerte’ touches teasing the victim under their cloak

The area getting steamy with huffing and yelps

Scenario B

The victim cannot find a proper disguise thus steals the poncho/cloak to hide in the crowd

The victim finally arrived to the back of a building to rest their breathing with their palms on the walls to avoid showing their face

“mi conejo, no puedes esconderte de mí, estoy tan en tu mente como en el área en la que resides” My rabbit, you can't hide from me, I'm as much in your mind as I am in the area in which you reside.

Was the last thing the victim heard before a leg was lifted and muffled moans escaped

“You look adorable in my poncho/cloak we should continue doing this for our ‘little sessions’ hm?”

Conclusion

“All I want from you is to act obedient and submissive under my rule is that too much to ask” he complains

He would throw the victim onto his back and walk back to an area where you cannot run nor hide

[darkdemeter]

Child Reader hcs! If S/O was playable, I could imagine her being like some low HP and ATK but speedy rogue-like person due to Strife training her with a knife and stealing items from enemies. She could also be used to crawl small places and be lifted up by War or Strife to reach high spots. And she could even have her own little bag of collecting souls that she uses not for herself but to gain some discounts on amount of Souls the Horsemen would need on upgrades. Such a sweet cinnamon roll! 🥰

CHARACTER CINNAMON GUIDE HER WAY HOME ─ THE GAME HEADCANONS

◤✘DARKSIDERS REQUESTS | CATALOGUE (Platonic!) Strife and War x Female Child!Reader

NOTES ↳ ANON ANON ANOOOOOON! YESSSSSS! OMG I LOVE THIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSS! This is a concept I'm absolutely obsessed with -- that being the reader is a playable character in the Darksiders franchise. I'm so glad I'm not the only one who thinks like this and I finally get to put these ideas into a post! I went a bit crazy with the hcs amount that I had to stop myself.... there is so many ideas I have with this concept alone...

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✘ Nicknamed Cinn/Cinnamon.

✘ Your size is used to your advantage. Being so small, you are able to sneak past enemies (unless their level is higher than yours or they're a boss).

✘ If you have enough skill points put into your stealth, you can also utilise your "Deft Mittens" ability - this ability will morph into "Deft Hands" and then "The Phantom Hand" the higher your level is and the more valuable loot you'll be able to pickpocket from higher level enemies.

✘ You're also quick and have a short but 2 charge evasion sprint ability much like Strife. A very rogue-like build that utilises stealth and the element of surprise. You're armed with a single dagger that can eventually be upgraded to dual wielding through Strife's training.

✘ When War and Strife near a small crawl space, they will beckon you over to have you travel through and reach whatever objective you must accomplish.

✘ If you find a spot you can fit through but it's higher up and out of reach, you can call over either War or Strife to lift you up, your character delivering the voice line, "Uppie!" and you'll be hoisted up.

✘ you have the cutest voice lines... hands down. FACTS.

✘ If your health gets down to 1 point, there is a chance that either War or Strife will use an ability called "Guardian Wings" that flies them to your immediate aid to either block an attack combo or to grant you a healing potion if they have any.

✘ If you lose all your health or are inflicted with a powerful debuff that compells you to be stunned or paralysed while very low on health, this can potentially trigger Chaos and Anarchy for several seconds. If the enemy is downed within a certain time frame, then you will be resurrected without needing to start from your last save point. If not, then you "pass out" and need to load from your last save.

✘ A cute little mid-combat cutscene will occur if you have a healing potion and give it to Strife or War. Yes, you will want to stack up on potions just to see it because it's so cute.

✘ Uhmmmm especially in the genesis type cutscenes -- you are the cutest ray of sunshine. Anything and everything you do is the fucking cutest thing.

✘ You have a very shallow health pool and a weaker attack rate compared to your Horsemen counterparts. This means you will need to be very careful about your strategy going into fights. The more you rest at camp and train your abilities, the stronger you will become.

✘ Eating food at camp grants you buffs.

✘ Tool tip! remember to always search for treasure. Relics found in these chests can be traded into Vulgrim for health upgrades.

✘ If you go to Dis, she can also upgrade your gear and potentially grant you buff if you complete little return quests for her.

✘ Being human has its advantages. You have a passive "tinker" ability that's very weak to begin with but can be upgraded further on with your levelling and your story. This ability allows you to craft useful tools and gadgets.

✘ Dialogue options with Strife and War when you're out and about on your adventures are worth the many playthroughs! You get choices (much like DS2) where you can ask them questions about your surroundings, battle advice and special banters can be triggered in certain places and areas and if you do the hidden misc questlines.

✘ SPOILER HC! You can use the snow sphere given to you by Samael to use as a light source in dark areas. Go to Samael to upgrade this sphere and it can grant you a clairvoyant ability that can either lead you to higher level loot or if you're stuck, show you onto your current objective's path.

✘ You have a little satchel/drawstring bag that has a default number of 5 inventory slots. These can be upgraded at higher levels by Dis OR you can partake in small misc quests by Strife who will teach you the passive ability to increase your inventory space.

✘ You can also collect souls into your little bag that can give discounts for Strife's and War's upgrades on their armor and their abilities.

✘ War can also teach you a few abilities the higher your level is and if you put skill points into your strength but by default, you're role is a close ranged rogue type.

✘ You can choose whichever Horsemen you want to ride with and this gives you control over the movement. There are chase sequences where you can only evade oncoming attacks, but you can learn horseback combat that will allow you to either throw your dagger or cast a spell/ranged gadget.

✘ You can pet and feed Ruin and Mayham. Cause if the developers didn't allow you to do that, then that's just cruel.

✘ When travelling through swampy areas or anywhere that is too dangerous for you to traverse by yourself, you can engage War or Strife and they will carry you across.

[recreationalfanfics]

Yandere! Adventurer x Fem! Reader HCs

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- OKAY, SO THIS IDEA CAME TO ME DURING A CREATIVE WRITING CLASS SINCE WE'RE WATCHING INDIANNA JONES BUT IMAGINE SOMEONE LIKE THAT BEING A YANDERE?? LIKE, SOMEONE KINDA BASED OFF OF HIM.

- Yandere Adventurer is someone who knows how to do very thorough research on anyone and any artifact in the world. Someone whose learned various different methods to subtly knock someone out, someone who has found even the most magical relics and prevented the wrong people from getting their hands on it.

- Yandere Adventurer is highly notorious in the rings of archeologists and historians but not in a good way. All of them sticking their nose up at him because of his "juvenile methods" and because he's so "young and impulsive". He knows they're just a bunch of uptight old men but it really gets him pressed when they talk shit behind his back after he went through all the trouble to bring them back a LONG LOST ARTIFACT.

- Yandere Adventurer who isn't really appreciated by anyone, all of them thinking he's just so arrogant upstart whose allowed to galavant all over the world whenever he wishes. Effortlessly fighting off armed men, beasts, and other threats. As if he hadn't sustained nearly serious injuries, as if he wasn't fighting for his life. But he won't tell them about that, they didn't deserve to know that. They could talk all they wanted too for all he cares.

- Yandere Adventurer who nearly thinks about giving up. No one respects him, no one appreciates the thing he does for the sake of preserving the past, and no one can get passed the glamour of his lifestyle to see he faces actual danger everyday. That is, until, he met you.

Maybe you're a museum curator, maybe you're a new historian who started working at the same university as him, or maybe you're just a big fan. Either way, you both meet at a grand opening to display his most recent adventure and you just had been working ALL night to try and talk to him but you were too shy, favoring to just look at the giant bone display of an undiscovered dinosaur species and feeling small. What on earth were you thinking? You couldn't possibly have anything interesting to say to a person like him, you were ridiculous for thinking you could approach him.

- Yandere Adventurer who has a strained smile as the owner of the museum, aka the person who simply owns the building, takes great pride on having such a ground breaking discovery in his museum and not even crediting the Adventurer who STOOD RIGHT NEXT TO HIM. However, he was too tired by the uncomfy suit to say anything so he just rolls his eyes and downs his glass of wine before looking over at the dinosaur display. His eyes landing on you immediately.

- Yandere Adventurer who does have a bit of a reputation of being a flirt, charming women no matter where he went. Hopefully talking to a pretty thing like you would get his mind off of his exaughstion and near burn out. So he just walks next to you, you didn't even notice until he spoke up.

"Quite the specimen, ain't he? Won't believe how many black market dealers were after this thing."

"O-Oh, it's you!"

- Yandere Adventurer who smiles softly as you try to stammer and introduce yourself. You tell him how you absolutely loved his work and his dedication and how you were a big fan. His heart leaps in his chest in a way no other woman has done before but he brushes it aside. Of course you know who he is, everyone knows who he is, he's just lucky that you're not one of those people who act like they can do his job.

"Sure is, darlin'." He says suavely before kissing your hand. You're very clearly flustered as your eyes can no longer make eye contact with his and you give him a shy smile.

Fuck, you're cute.

"And may I get to know yer name, ma'am?" He asked politely, his hand still still holding yours.

"(Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n)." You say timidly.

- Yandere Adventurer who spends the entire night regaling you with his stories. His hand somehow made its way to your waist and you stare at him with such adoration in your eyes with each exciting detail. Not to mention when he mentioned any parts of him getting hurt on these adventures, you'd show some kind of concern for him.

"Ah, it happened a while ago. M'all better now~" He snickered. Your brows furrowed, concerned, as you tell him: "But it must've been so scary to deal with by yourself. Don't get me wrong, it was very brave of you, but I also can't help but feel concerned.

- Yandere Adventurer who starts to think that maybe he won't stop adventuring yet when you exchange numbers after talking and it soon gets late. He offers to walk you to your car and as he watches you leave, he feels like you took a part of him with you. Of course, he wasn't one who thought too much about love at first sight. It didn't exist. His past lovers are a testament to that but even when driving home, you're still on his man. After he showers off the gross smell of rich old people, your smile still plagues his mind and the last thing he thinks about is your face as he goes to sleep.

- Yandere Adventurer who sees that you've been transferred to a position or job that is coincidentally right near him. If he didn't know any better, he'd say it was fate, but he knew such a thing didn't exist. He isn't complaining though, he loves about around you. Despite not having a super cool job like his, you always seem ready to brighten up his day. Making a habit to chat with him in the morning and, once you figured out how he liked it, bringing him coffee since you knew he had a tendency to pull all nighters to find leads on a new relic.

- Yandere Adventure who grows closer to you. Both of ranting about the men who are as old as the fossils in the archive, snickering to each other like little kids when one of them scolds you two for not being more formal with each other, and just opening up with conversation. You actually make him look forward to working. Usually most of the day, he'd be praying and hoping someone needed his assistance finding something or another hitman attack that'd send him around the world, but now his eyes eagerly flick to the door. Waiting for when you walked in to start your shift.

- Yandere Adventurer who goes on another adventure, not as long as his other ones, but during the entire time he can't stop thinking about you. Man, he can imagine how excited you'd get over the architecture. How you'd be so enchanted by the various different foods and eat yourself silly. How you would be infodumping random information about the region, the people, the culture, the clothing- anything. Honestly...maybe he should bring you back a souvenir or something. It's hard choosing one since he can't really find anything that would fit you. Like yeah maybe you'd find the bobble head cute but he wants to get you something a bit...more. Like, I don't know, maybe a necklace worn by a royal princess that was in an old jewlery box he discovered along with a lot of other hidden treasure.

- Yandere Adventurer who comes back, eager to show you his gift when he goes back to the University the next day, only to see that you were waiting for him at the airport. His heart stops when you make eye contact. Why were you here? More importantly, why did he feel so goddamn happy that you were? At least until your face contorts into one of annoyance and he knows he's in trouble.

"I understand what you do but I thought we were friends!" You scold, "Do you know how worried sick I was when you didn't show up for four days!? Then one of those uptight archivists told me you were halfway around the world!? Without giving me a heads up or saying: "bye!?"

Ah, thats right. He left without saying bye...

"Aw, shucks, m'sorry, darlin'" He frowned, his southern drawl becoming sad and dejected. You were gonna continue to pout until he gave you a sheepish smile, "I guess I just never had anyone care enough about me to give 'em a heads up."

Your angry expressions turns into a shocked one and soon, you can't find it in yourself to be angry anymore.

"O-Oh, then...I guess I understand. I'm sorry...But don't you dare ever do that again, okay!?"

"S'a deal, (Y/n)...Oh, by the way, I got ya something!

- Yandere Adventurer who never asked to keep any portion of the relics he brought back but he made an exception for you and it was so worth it to see your face. The way it lit up as he put the necklace around you and you checked yourself in the mirror, fawning over it. When he says you can keep it, you grow timid. After all, should you really keep it? It is a historical artifact! But he insists. Telling you that: "Pretty ladies should have pretty things." like the flirty friend he is.

- Yandere Adventurer who is no longer easily tricked by femme fatales or women who flirted with him because they just weren't you. He used to love the thrill but it was nothing compared to the feeling of his hand touching yours when you both went to grab a history book or when you had eaten so much at his house that you fell asleep on his couch and he got admire your cute little face and make you breakfast.

- Yandere Adventurer who begins to write letters and send messages and call you during his trip sometimes and who doesn't hesitaite to answer when you call him. He could literally be in South America jumping across snapping crocodiles to get across the river when he hears his phone ring.

"(Y/n)!! Huh? Aw, don't worry you didn't catch me at a bad time!"

*Croc nearly bites his leg off*

- Yandere Adventure when he's excited to come home, his newest prize now in his hands. He's exuaghsted and tired but is so excited when he hears from a hotel staff that someone had sent him a letter. He doesn't snatch it fast enough as he runs into his hotel room and rip it open, his smile bright but soon fading as he reads the letter. Don't get him wrong, he loves hearing from you and he was happy to know you were getting a promotion. However, he wasn't happy when he read a certain part of your letter.

"The university hired someone to help me whenever you're gone so you don't have to worry about dumping the workload on me anymore. I actually think you guys would get along really well together, he's just as much of a fan of you as I am and he's so excited to meet you when you come back!"

- Yandere Adventurer who has to reread the letter to make sure he read it right. Beg his pardon but HE!? WHEN DID THE UNIVERSITY SUDDENLY NEED SOMEONE TO HELP YOU? THEY BARELY CARED WHEN HE TOOK OFF FOR A FEW MONTHS AS LONG AS HE GOT MUSEUMS TO FUND THEM. WHERE WAS THIS WORKLOAD AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHY WASN'T HE NOTIFIED!? Until he looked at his notifications on his phone, which didn't get the best wifi or data in the heart of a lost forest and saw that he was, in fact, notified about the new guy. Ah...

- Yandere Adventurer who packs his stuff then and there, he's going home as soon as possible. When someone is concerned and tells him he should rest, he assured them that he's fine. Absolutely fine! Everything is fine! In fact, he's fine enough to go home, back to where you are! Fine enough to excite you with his newest gift, which he'll make sure to give in front of the new guy so they know EXACTLY whose the more impressive man, and fine enough to strangle the mystery bastard who snuck in while he was gone!

- Yandere Adventurer who shows up at his usual early time at work to get things prepared and situated. However when he walks in, he sees a stranger organizing the papers and archives and his mouth just grows into a frown. So this was the new guy? Bet he couldn't even stop multiple Japanese Triad members armed with katannas. The new guy lights up when he sees him and immediately gets excited and maybe Adventurer would've been flattered, if it didn't feel like that prick was mocking him. Talking nonsense about how he made sure everything was organized everything while he was away and how you were a good guide. OF COURSE YOU WERE, you were good at a lot of things.

- Yandere Adventurer who finds himself acting like his Aunt Darlene whenever she got jealous, putting on a fake venomous smile and using that southern charm to cover up her passive-agressiveness. The new guy either is ignoring it or too star struck by Adventurer to care, which really annoys him. His hatred only grows when you finally come in at your normal time, two coffees in your hand.

"YOU'RE BACK!" You cheered.

Adventurer's smile grew, more genuine and softer. You hand one of the coffees over to the new guy and then go to hug him.

"I'm so glad you're here! You're so early, though! If I had known you were coming back today, I would've gotten you one too!"

Adventurer hugs you, a bit tighter than usual but you don't notice. The new guy, however, notices the way that the Adventurer is giving him such a brutal death glare.

"Ain't nuthin' to worry about, sweetheart."

- Yandere Adventurer who hates seeing you both have inside jokes. Who hates the way you treat the intruder so gently when he can't do his job right. Who hates it that whenever he tries to give his gift to you, the new guy immediately can recognize the ancient carvings on the gift and starts info dumping about its history, your eyes now looking at him with intruige while Adventurer just briefly scrunches his nose. He already knew that stuff, he was going to tell you about it, so why did that disgusting worm steal his thunder!?

- Yandere Adventurer who starts comparing himself to this guy. This guy can't ever measure up to Adventurer. Not when he's fought warriors that came back from the dead, escaped ancient death mazes hidden inside temples, been hunted down by various crime syndicates, so why...why is he so jealous of this guy? This awkward, ordinary guy. Was it because of you? Well, he knew he liked you a bit more than a friend and he knew that you had a thing for him...but what if you wanted someone who wasn't always half way across the world? Someone who wouldn't worry you about being in life threatening danger.

- As far Adventurer sees it, he has three options:

1. Be straight up and tell you about his feelings and then work out your relationship from there because he's willing to compromise.

2. Invite you with him on his next adventure while somehow keeping you safe. who knows, you guys might have to share a tent

3. Get rid of the new guy.

- Yandere Adventurer who decides to try and text you to meet up but you apologized since you had to help the new guy reorganize everything because he messed up. Adventurer them shoots a text saying he'll come over and help and grabs his keys, a dark glint in his eyes.

- Nevermind, he only had two options because he was getting rid of that man one way or another.

[candy8448]

Idea:

The amber relics from sksw are the secret tears (really shoulda called it that because of the name of the game and secret stone sounds so stupid)

Not a theory exactly but just a cool idea with zero evidence to back it up

So to explain this, i kinda gotta get my hc on the timeline out of the way:

So the tineline is normal to how we've seen it before totk, at some point before the first calamity 10,000 years ago, the timelines re merged, and in this event destroyed the kingdom of hyrule, way more destroyed than even the downfall tineline to the point where there is almost no evidence it existed (maybe it was the fault of the downfall timelime or the flooded adult timeline, maybe its because none of the hyrules match so they just could not work) many forevers later, the zonai, perhaps a rememnant of the remaining skyloftians to stayed in the sky who just evolved differently due to their different environments, maybe a different race entirely, concealed by perhaps a new or the original cloud barrier come down and restore hyrule, rary and sonia not being aware that there was a kingdom before it. The events of totk past happen and it continues to the botw events.

So my theory, the amber relics (and maybe dusk relics) were somehow made into the secret stones.

No evidence backing this up, just fun idea. They are similar looking things and precious and rare. They also have a hole where the magic rune things on the secret stones are.

Maybe they are a combination of the two, and why there are only about 7 now because no one can return to the silent realm to get more. Maybe they just merged over time until there are only 7, maybe a combination of both.

But the length of the tineline is an awful lot of time for it to adapt and change is it not?

Amber relics already come in two different colours, maybe they changed into more?

Secret stones enhance ones existing power, amber relics are used to upgrade items and make the scattershot shoot multiple even if its just upgraded from amber and dusk relic and some jelly blob. Ignore that im not thinking about any other item, as i said this is a no logic, neat little idea

Some time while raru and sonia were building the new kingdom of hyrule they found these changed amber relics somewhere in the depths. The dusk relic in the amber relic had almost kinda lead it to the depths where it could stay in the dusk maybe. When they were exploring the depths and also made it their home, they discovered the 7 of these precious remaining stones and sensed a great power from them, and kept them, finding out what they do

Its just sometging that i was thinking about when we first saw them in the trailers

(Also notice how the star fragments look so much like gratitude crystals and they fall out of the sky??? Remaining skyloft residents??????)

Note: this has been in my drafts forever, since a while after totk came out. I just forgot about it

[herofics]

Heyy just saw your post on how many angsty themed requests you get and I hope your doing well, and please don't push yourself too hard and take care of your mental well-being!!

I also have a JJK request, so I was thinking of a platonic Sukuna x fem! teen reader (if you're not comfortable with fem then they/them is fine) and I was thinking of following kind of a fem! teen reader looking up to Sukuna but Sukuna obv being a terrible example. Also could the time period be like already future like with yuuji and jujutsu tech. Like the reader being a student in yuuji's class. Like honestly, idk if this makes any sense and I'm not sure if this is too vague.

Thank you in advancee

A/N: I decided to do teacher!Sukuna, even though that’s not really what you asked for, but I felt it was the easiest way to do this. He’s still pretty unhinged but not really as murderous as he is in canon. Sukuna is semi young in this, not the ancient relic he actually is, so something like 35 maybe? I went with HCs, since that allows me to put many different situations in the same post. I was kinda considering changing this into its own post and not the answer to this ask, but ehhh decided not to. I ended up really liking the whole teacher!Sukuna thing so I’m probably going to write some scenarios for this too… eventually

•Sukuna isn’t actually interested in being a teacher, but it was a sort of punishment by the higher-ups for one of his numerous “excessive force” incidents when catching a curse user

•So he was put on a sort of probationary period at Jujutsu High, to be a teacher for a year

•So that’s how he met you, Yuji, Megumi and Nobara, and by god you four are a pain in his ass

•Yuji being the most annoying in his opinion, there’s just something about this kid that rubs him the wrong way

•Yuji and Sukuna have a bit of a rocky relationship, Sukuna is actively trying to make Yuji’s life as miserable as he possibly can while still being at least remotely teacher-ish

•Opposite to that, Sukuna doesn’t even really see you, you’re not incredibly skilled, nor do you have an amazing cursed technique like him, Megumi or Gojo

•You’re pretty average as a sorcerer, not weak but not really strong either, Sukuna on the other hand is a special grade

•He doesn’t want any of you brats to die on his watch, not really because he cares but because he’s tired of hearing the higher-ups crap about his recklessness and negligence of students

•Sukuna very much believes in the survival of the fittest, weaklings are no good for being jujutsu sorcerers

•You were assigned to observe Sukuna on one of his missions that was supposed to be an easy one for him

•It was, but one of the cursed spirits somehow slipped past him and tried to attack you

•Sukuna grabbed you by the back of your jacket and just pulled you out of his way, as he slashed the cursed spirit to nice little cubes

•He didn’t even realize he was still holding you under his arm, before you were like “Mmm excuse me?”

•It took him a second to realize where the voice was coming from, but when he did, he let go of you, which caused you to fall on your ass on the ground

•”Ow!” you exclaimed as you hit the ground

•You got up and stretched a little, before following Sukuna, who was already leaving

•”Thank you sensei” you said to him as you caught up with him

•”Don’t thank me brat. You should’ve been able to handle that on your own, or at least you should’ve been able to dodge” he said with an irritated eye roll

•You were already disappointed in yourself for the fraction of a second freezing that had occurred, so you knew he was right about the whole dodging bit

•”You honestly think I should’ve been able to handle a grade one cursed spirit on my own? I’m a grade three sorcerer”

•”Then stop whining about it and get stronger, I probably won’t be there to save your ass next time, so if you end up dead, that’s going to be your own fault”

•That was kind of a wake up moment for you and while you had looked up to Sukuna for a while now, it was like he was even cooler now

•You started working harder and you asked to go on more missions with Sukuna, which he wasn’t excited about, he doesn’t have time to babysit you

•Sometimes you got to go with him, but it was always made very clear to you that he didn’t have time to keep an eye on you

•He always did though, and he saved your ass on multiple occasions, complaining about it every single time

•He just doesn’t want to get another lecture from those old farts at the headquarters for letting a student die

•It’s not like Sukuna hates you students, (except maybe Yuji) but he really doesn’t have the patience for this whole teaching bullshit

•Sukuna is absolutely not the kind of person you want to be, but you do admire his skills and his strength, so you put up with his asshole personality in hopes he will actually teach you something one day

[slotumn]

Re: whether some Nabateans might have had multiple Crest stones and the effects of that

I hc it's sort of a single core processor vs multi-core processor situation, and that had also effects on the lifespan of the Nabateans. Single Crest stone Nabateans may not be as flashy but they're energy-efficient and are focused on longetivity, multi-Crest stone Nabateans can execute more complex and flashy (magical) tasks but aren't as energy-efficient.

The Five Saints are single stone Nabateans, the Apostles are multi-stone Nabateans. The biggest accomplishment of the Five Saints is establishing the bread and butter type things for Adrestian (Fódlani human) society and military, while the Apostles were gathered to attempt a miracle (reviving the dead) even Seiros couldn't do on her own.

Textual evidence, if you can call it that (all this assumes the Apostles were Nabatean + there is only one dragon for each type of Crest btw):

The implication from Rhea/Immaculate One seems to be that for Nabateans, destroying Crest stone = death

However there are two Relics with Timotheos Crest stones (Hrotti, Dark Creator Sword) and Timotheos was mentioned to be alive to do the Rite after the war and to found the village Hapi is from, but he doesn't seem to be around now = he had more than 2 Crest stones but losing those two impacted his lifespan?

Vajra-Mushti are gauntlets, and the pairs both have Crest stones, thus the above applying for Chevalier as well

Aubin had at least one Crest stone taken from him, he lived for a long time but he was mentioned to have physically aged, unlike Rhea/Seteth/Flayn = losing that Crest stone resulted in more rapid physical deterioration?

For Noa, she had a Crest stone taken from her for the Dark Creator Sword, and we know that she had blood descendants in the form of House Nuvelle, which also tends to "not marry with outsiders" to keep their Crest a secret. I assume this means the extended Nuvelle clan is numerous enough on their own that the distant cousins can marry without too many genetic issues, and if we extrapolate a bit further from that, maybe this means Saint Noa had a lot of F1 offspring to make thid easier? And reproduction is something that takes a lot of energy, so maybe the combination of losing a Crest stone + having those kids also resulted in her dying young for a Nabatean

+all this is tied to my other headcanon that Nabateans are biocomputers/bioroids made by Sothis but yeah

[kittyartcorner]

I've seen sooo many people make lil reffs of their takes on the bishops so I felt like tossing my two cents in! I have many thoughts about her below if you wish to hear 'em.

Heads up I have still NOT beaten the relic dlc so this info may not line up with canon lore but I do not give a hoot anyway!

*This goes for any Bishop, I HC the upper parts of their limbs are 'stained' with ichor due to centuries of using their godly powers. Think of it like using a frying pan for decades and burnt marks being left behind yeah? Also despite the sharp appearance her hands are surprisingly soft. Bumpy but soft.

*This idea came early on but she's missing a tooth! Where? Idk. Maybe from a nasty tussle she had when she was younger (pre-ban). Probably with Narinder anyway. Also she tends to drool when she gets really excited (which is rare). And will kill anyone who points that out. *Due to her throat injury she has massive issues with her voice. She can speak. But not above an indoor voice. Nor can she continuously speak for long. Needing breaks. Yelling will fuck her up and laughter causes her to cough out blood. She quietly misses being able to croak and sing. *Because of that ^ she gestures a lot with her arms and body. Typically using violence to get her point across, rather then scolding. Also she is stubborn and refuses to learn ASL. Thinking that would make her 'submit to weakness'. *Like everyone else here I view her as a lesbian. Moreee specifically I see her personally as a butch. She likes to be refer to as lord over lady. Sir over ma'am. Etc. Heket herself wouldn't describe herself with any of these modern labels. Because the old faith just dont care/know about 'em. *She is tied of being the shortest bishop alongside Leshy. And here is the order of which sibling she is closest with: Shamura, Kallamar, Leshy, and Narinder. Despite this order she really loves and cherishes all of her family (Narinder too but she wont ever admit that). Those two always had some indescribable tension as kids. Only got worse after the betrayal. Also why yes I did noticed months ago that her body type is basically King K rool's and I am okay with that.

[bots-and-cons]

Can you mayhaps do a continuation of the guardian cybertronian (you did two parts already)

But maybe some fluff with them and ratchet (or Magnus) please

Just some headcanons or stuff like that

I was feeling like some Ratty fluff, so I continued from the last part. You can find part 1 here and part 2 here with Ratchet. I might have gone more in a bittersweet direction, rather than just fluff, but I enjoyed writing this, also pretty long for HCs

•You recovered well and Ratchet kept constant tabs on your condition, so if something were to happen he was aware

•Even though you recovered, and got back to swinging your sword, you didn’t quite feel like participating in the fighting

•You had to reevaluate what you wanted to do with your life

•You’d always done what was asked of you, you had done your duty, but what was that now

•What was your duty now that your planet was dead and you were alone with no one to answer to?

•You didn’t even particularly care about the relic anymore, some dusty piece of technology that had cost so many lives

•Ratchet noticed you were holding yourself sort of separate from the team, even as time passed

•You didn’t really feel like you belonged, you didn’t know any of the autobots on earth and you just sort of felt alone

•Apparently your fellow knights, at least the ones that stayed on cybertron, had been hunted down and killed in the hands of the decepticons

•However Ratchet also told you some of the knights had joined the cons, which you had a very hard time accepting, though as far as anyone on the team knew, no knights were on earth aside from you

•When Ratchet graduated medical school or whatever, the war hadn’t started yet

•He worked in a hospital and he had a lot of colleagues he was friends with, people he had studied together with and worked with 

•But when the war started, he was forced into the field as a medic, surrounded by other cybertronians he didn’t know and an ever changing cast of faces as some died and new recruits joined the fight

•He didn’t exactly have time to make friends, and since he was running around all the time, he didn’t even spend enough time with the same bots to really get to know anyone

•So Ratchet could certainly relate to what you were feeling, he knew what it was like to be ripped away from your life and friends and just thrown into the middle of something you wanted nothing to do with

•You and Ratchet sort of bonded over that, but Ratchet made sure you knew you could also find a family in the team, just like he had

•You and Ratchet grew quite close in a short amount of time

•You didn’t really have all the trauma from the war he had, because you’d been sent to earth with the relic in the very early stages of the war

•So when Ratchet got pulled out of recharge mode by a nightmare, you were there to comfort him and calm him down

•Ratchet never admitted to anyone he had nightmares or that he was really even affected in any way, because he doesn’t want to put any burden on anyone else on the team 

•But since he found a sort of kinship in you and the two of you had an understanding he didn’t really mind

•You and Ratchet spend a lot of time alone at the base, because you’re not really up for going back to the fighting just yet

•So you have a ton of time to talk and use each other as therapists

•But at the same time you’re a bit nervous about getting too close to each other, because you’ve both lost so much and you don’t want to lose a single thing more

•You just resting your chin on top of his head with your arms around him while he works

•When there are others around things like that happen less, it’s like if the two of you keep the relationship to yourselves, no one else could affect it, no one could take it away

•The lingering touches here and there, the longing looks from across the room and the words whispered in the dead of night when you’re watching Ratchet recharge and you can tell him all the things you don’t have the courage to say when he’s awake

•Often times when Ratchet recharges, you just sit next to the berth, awake, just guarding him with your sword at the ready

•You haven’t had to use it yet, but you fear the day may come soon when you have to pick up your weapon again

•This time though, you would be fighting for yourself, and for someone you care about, not some archaic institution that only cared about preserving history and some dusty relics and not saving lives in the present

[snekverse]

i have arrived to ask you about your rewrite ro’meave brothers! what are some of your headcanons for them?

wahhh my boys!! I'm so normal about them!! I'm gonna do my best to give you cohesive ideas, but my hc style is super loosey goosey so lmk if I need to elaborate on anything <3

Garroth:

Was enrolled in the Academy at 18 under the guise that it would make him a smarter, more savage leader. This only worked because Garte prioritizes power and strength over genuine leadership.

Of his siblings, he is the only one who doesn't practice magic

He looks arguably more like his mother, however he is incredibly insecure and upset by the few features inherited from his father. He's terrified those features will connect him to Garte's cruelty

He was 20 and still in the Academy when Vylad was murdered, and he ran away within a few days after his brother's funeral

He acts as a rookie guard in Phoenix Drop for many years before the then head guard appointed him as his "heir" and charge, something he was none too pleased about. The idea of being responsible for that many lives made his stomach turn, but his superior refused to back down from his position

O'khasis is a deeply religious city state, and it's royal family reflects that ideology. Garroth is burdened with heavy religious trauma, and the reveal of Nova (Aphmau) actually being Avon (Irene) really screws with his head and creates many complicated feelings

Garroth had no idea what kind of monster Zane had become in his absence, but even after learning the truth he couldn't help but mourn for his brother after his untimely demise

He tends to view young men under his care as brother figures, namely Zenix and Dante. He was devastated both after Zenix's betrayal and meeting Dante after the 15yr timeskip, and he muses from time to time that he's simply destined to lose his brothers

Zane:

Widely renowned as the youngest High Priest of the Church of Avon to date, having been appointed at only 27

He is directly responsible for the death of only one person: Vylad. He's all but gaslit himself into believing that it wasn't his fault

Immediately following the death of his brother, Zane discovered the Divine Relics and ultimately dedicated his life to the research and collection of them. By the time of his stay in Phoenix Drop, he's collected the relics of Kulzak, Enki, Kebek, and a fragment of Shad's. He knows of the whereabouts of Menphia's relic, Avon's relic, and after "reuniting" with Garroth, Esmund's relic.

Is Leona's biological father via the pendant he gifted to Kiki, and he's well aware that she exists. His role in her creation was entirely unintentional, but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make.

As the High Priest of the Church of Avon, he was tattooed with markings similar to her's. Nova also shares these markings (because she IS Avon), and when the two meet he initially believes her to be an incredibly devout worshipper.

Fully aware that he's become a greater monster than his father ever was, and though he refuses to acknowledge it, there's a part of his subconscious that becomes sick at the very sight of his own face. As such, he's rarely seen without a full-face veil, something he's able to excuse using the Faith of Avon practice of wearing mourning veils following the death of a loved one.

Vylad:

A very talented magics user, something he honed exclusively by watching Zane practice his own craft when they were children. He tries not to rely on it too much anymore, but the skill is still there.

Even though he bears almost no resemblance to his mother, Zianna remains the only person who knows the identity of his father. As such, Vylad is accidentally and unknowingly responsible for his own father's death

Of the Shadow Knights we (Nova) meet, he was the second ever to be reborn, succeeded only by Zenix. That's why he retains all of his memories, as Gene didn't begin the process of brainwashing knights until many years after his own rebirth.

Despite being terrified of facing his family after being reborn, he can't seem to keep himself away. He's drawn to each of them in a way he can't explain, and he feels inexplicably compelled to help out from the sidelines (not dissimilarly to his behavior in life)

It took many years and ye old therapy with Hyria to let go of the hate, anger, and bitter sting of betrayal he felt after his murder and rebirth. He can control himself much better now, but when he was still a young knight just the thought of it was enough to push him over the edge, forcing him ever closer to becoming a Husk

Vylad, like Garroth struggles with religious trauma and discomfort surrounding religion, however during his time spent in the Nether he frequently prayed to Avon, just to have someone to talk to even if they weren't listening. (this one is HEAVILY inspired by if not blatantly stolen from this wonderful comic made by @vyladromeave, go check them out!! I love it so much and I can't stop thinkin about it <3 if this bothers you at all lmk and I'll get rid of this bit no biggie)

In line with the previous hc, he had a pretty strong hunch from the moment she spawned from the staff the Nova was Avon, and even after properly meeting her he wondered if she ever heard any of his prayers and pleas. He's still not sure which answer he'd prefer.

[adorablebanite]

Just an excerpt from Awaiting Further Instruction in hopes to get me in the mindset to finish my last two chapters because I've been struggling a lot diving back in after taking a hiatus after Gortweek!

A scene were Gortash and the other Chosen discuss dominating the Elder Brain (And of course Lilla is there too!) No porn or anything! Unless you count Gortash and Balthazar dueling one another by masturbating in front of each other non-sexually xD

I'm a LITTLE proud of my Balthazar in this fic...I don't usually have that much confidence about it (It's feigned, make-it-till-you-make-it confidence because life is short), but I have this HC that he uses his skeletons to talk shit to people in front of their faces, and uses them to blab his intrusive thoughts (more so in other scenes besides this, but still I thought it was funny).

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Supper with the Chosen this time around was a lavish feast in comparison to their previous, less accommodating visit to Moonrise. While Ketheric clearly attempted to add some additional decorum, Gortash’s attendants had supplied and prepared a grand spread. 

As usual, Ketheric sat at the end of the table in the lord’s seat, while Destri and Gortash sat next to one another. Lilla was seated opposite to them, next to Balthazar - who quite terrified her, despite her attempt to mask her apprehension. The bloated necromancer had malicious, beady eyes, and his flesh was carved with intricate runes and sigils, not excluding his very face. His entire visage was a testament to the profane loyalty that necromancy demanded from its students - and Balthazar had clearly been studying for a very, very long time. 

His speech was flanged with at least more than one voice, as if multiple lives resided in his throat; all speaking in tandem from his thin, spiteful lips. Lilla found him to be brazenly smug, and wholly repulsive in many ways - not at all helped by the deeply unsettling and sweet stench of decay he emitted. Lilla pushed her food around her plate as her appetite completely eluded her, thanks to her proximity to Balthazar’s brackish character, as well as his unsavoury aroma. 

“What a joy it is to see us all united once again, feasting with due deference,” Balthazar hummed, touching his fleshy fingertips together with a priggish grin, “May our appetites be blessed with palpable productivity this night,” he eyed Gortash expectantly, “Perhaps our revered guests will do us the honour of exhibiting the legendary Crown of Karsus?” He narrowed his gaze, as his stare bored into the tyrant directly across the table, “We have been so very eager to see the proof of your labour.”

“Very well,” Gortash answered stoically, clutching a glossy black box with the golden image of Bane embossed on the lid; it had patiently been awaiting its reveal between himself and Destri’s dinner plates. He tipped it open, and pulled out the Crown, holding it delicately with his fingertips. The energy that pulsated from the relic was not easy to dismiss - even from across the table, it called to each and every one of them with unmistakable temptation.

“Sssssuch craftmansssship…” a skeleton hovering behind Balthazar hissed.

“Let ussss touch…” another one pleaded.

“Let us tasssssste…” a third demanded.

“Hush now!” Balthazar raised a swollen hand to silence his minions. From what Lilla knew about necromancy - which wasn’t a lot - was the skeletons should be using Balthazar’s very voice to speak, so she found it quite strange that he addressed them as if their speech was exclusively autonomous.

“It doesn’t look like much,” Ketheric uttered, leaning in for a better look, “Are you quite sure this is the artefact of legend our lords seek?”

Gortash held back a scowl, trying not to take the question as a slight, “It’s the very same, my dear General,” he crooned, twisting the crown around in his hands to admire the three glowing gems, “this little bauble was what caused all that chaos, so many centuries ago, and will henceforth usher us to victory…”

This was enough to appease Ketheric, who sat back in his chair with a thoughtful expression, “Very well…And I surmise you’ve concocted a grand scheme on how we intend to utilise the Illithid Elder below Moonrise?”

Grinning knowingly, Gortash nodded, “I have indeed, General…” He pushed his seat back with a squeal of wood on stone. He then stood up, and readied himself for another monologue, dripping with his signature self-satisfaction - but not without his own brand of intellectual glee.

“My friends, what do we know about the Illithids?” he asked, starting to pace around the long dining table, scraping the back of Destri’s chair with his clawed gauntlet. Lilla shot her arm up in the air, as if she were a student, desperate to appease her scholar…though she ripped it back to her chest in embarrassment, realising it was a rhetorical question Gortash intended on answering himself. 

Destri gave her a warm smile at her enthusiasm, and Lilla felt her tail wrap gently around her ankle in comfort. 

“We know they are a formidable species,” Gortash continued, “We know they are always united in a very singular goal - The Grand Design.” He was walking slowly around the table, behind Lilla and Balthazar now, with his hands clasped behind his back, “It is within our interest - and those of our lords - that we snatch the very means to induce our very own��Grand Design, in the image of the Dead Three…” 

“Is there a point to this, My Lord ?” Balthazar sighed with disinterest, “Or will you be monologuing all night until the roast rots, and maggots gorge themselves?” Lilla clenched her jaw, stifling a gag at the necromancer’s foul imagery.

Gortash had circled around to his own chair, clutching the back of it with his golden grip, while holding his disdain for the necromancer behind a cool expression, “I guarantee, my good man, that those attending tonight who were chosen by the Dead Three will benefit from what I am building up to. Those that find the discussion beyond their comprehension, are very welcome to excuse themselves.”

Balthazar bristled at Gortash’s slight, and looked to Ketheric for some modicum of reinforcement, but Myrkul’s chosen only gazed straight forward at Gortash, nodding at him to continue, “Go on, Lord Gortash, we wish to hear your recommendation.”

Straightening up, Gortash began to pace again, completely dismissing Balthazar’s furious glare.

“Lilla,” Gortash addressed his secretary from across the table - she jolted upright with surprise at being focused by the prestigious company (barring Balthazar), “Tell me, my dear,” he continued, “If we were to say, utilise an Illithid function to potentially curb an unexpecting population to our cause, what vehicle would best be suited to aid such a venture?”

Lilla wracked her brain, desperate to get the answer correct in front of the Chosen. She bit her lip, and furrowed her brow, flipping through her knowledge of the vast arsenal of functions Illithids use at their disposal to usher in their Grand Design. She scratched her neck, hoping her answer would suffice. 

“I suppose thralls would need to be harvested for such a task…and to do so, the foetal spawn of the Illithids - their tadpoles - would need to be used as such… but they are designed to turn their host into mind flayers within a tenday…”

Gortash nodded at her proudly, pointing at her in agreement with a golden claw, “Indeed…It would only be a short amount of time before a host infected with an Illithid tadpole would surely succumb to ceremorphosis…but should we, the Chosen, have full control to delay said transformation - and instead redirect the function of the tadpole to control an infected host’s mind, over an extended period of time - perhaps even perpetually …well…” he cocked his head with brilliant fervour “We would have an entire army of willing servants at our beck and call, desiring nothing else but to carry out our commands as we see fit… And none except us would be the wiser…”

The awed silence Gortash was waiting for finally fell across the table; save Lilla’s cute, quiet clapping of course. 

“That is…Brilliant…” Balthazar admitted, his intense intrigue noticeable, “We could ultimately infect the entire population of the Sword Coast to carry out our bidding.”

Gortash held up a hesitant hand, “Well, let us be pragmatic,” he said, pulling his chair out to sit back down at the table, “Indeed the prospect of infecting every last soul in the realm is a tempting one, but it may need not come to that. We only need a percentage of the population - select bodies in specific stations to obey our will. If done correctly, the rest of Faerûn will follow without us expending too many resources. Those that are not infected can be divided up equally between our masters, to provide them the souls and sustenance needed to strengthen their power.”

Balthazar responded with a huff, but said nothing else; recognising Gortash’s logic was sound. 

“And what of my role in this plot?” Ketheric asked with a hint of incredulity in his tone, “How should I be conducting myself from a distance, here at Moonrise?”

“Why that which you are best known for, General,” Gortash gestured at him graciously, “Once Balthazar and I figure out how to utilise the tadpoles for the aforementioned function, you will set upon building an army the likes in which Faerûn has never seen…”

Balthazar leaned forward, sending Gortash a doubtful glare, “What happened to the population being ‘none-the-wiser?’” he grumbled, “Surely a grand army coalescing in these accursed lands will eventually draw attention…Are we to be stealthy about this, or not?”

“Both,” Destri interjected, before Gortash could reply, “My temple has already been laying the groundwork by stirring fear and doubt among the citizenry, and leadership in Baldur’s Gate - priming it for political upheaval. I believe, what the tyrant is trying to imply, is that while we intend on ruling from the shadows, the army will be the smokescreen we can comfortably hide behind…”

Gortash gave Destri a gracious nod, “Indeed, My Lady! Your quick wit is equal only to your innate bloodthirst.”

It was meant as a compliment to her, but paired as a slight towards Balthazar’s sluggish grasp on the plan… though it wasn’t clear if the necromancer was being intentionally obtuse, simply to irritate Gortash. 

It was apparent that the clockwork in Ketheric’s mind was ticking methodically as he began to construct the plan himself. He scratched his wiry grey beard, and sat up straight with intrigue, “A string of brutal murders in the city, preceding the gathering of vast army that threatens the very foundations of Baldur’s Gate…While our ‘politician,” he gestured to Gortash, “sweeps in to uplift the frightened people, and restore order…” 

“Perpetual order,” Gortash chimed in happily, resting his elbows on the table and intertwining his clawed fingers, “The city will practically be handed to me- us , on a silver platter, as they will be begging for a solution from the terror beyond - and within - the walls of the Gate.”

Ketheric nodded thoughtfully, nearly grinning at the brilliance of the plan, “Very well,” he said, leaning back with satisfaction, “Tomorrow we delve back into the underdark to dominate the Illithid Elder. Once done, I must ask a personal favour of you all…”

Gortash, Destri and Lilla stared at Ketheric in silence, but it was Balthazar who spoke for the general, “Myrkul has promised his chosen a divine gift, and we require the help of the other chosen, as well as your faithful, to assist us in achieving this.”

Holding back a disdainful scowl, Gortash cleared his throat at the fresh distraction, “Surely it can wait?” His brow furrowed under his dark hair, “At that point we’ll have only just dominated the Elder brain…What is so important we should postpone our divine plans?”

“Isobel Thorm…”  Lilla blurted out unintentionally, eyes widening at her own mindless remark.

“Quite right,” Balthazar replied, offering her a grotesque smile, “We have Myrkul’s blessing for her true resurrection, and I have amassed the trappings required for the ritual. We need only your assistance to aid us through the cursed shadowscape to the Thorm family mausoleum. There, we will bring Isobel back to her full grace and acclaimed beauty.”

Something sinister flickered behind the necromancer's malignant eyes, and everyone but Ketheric seemed to take note. The general himself was looking up to the chandelier above, nodding passively as his mind wandered to the impending resurrection of his long lost daughter. 

[raayllum]

So I was thinking about your many (wonderful) metas and thoughts about how far Callum is willing to go for the people he loves. And I was thinking about the Pip-Harrow soul switch theory. If true, and if the boys find their dad again there’s probably not a way to ethically un-bird him. Could you see Callum doing some shady things to get Harrow a human body again, or because his dad’s life isn’t in immediate danger he wouldn’t be as quick to cross those kinds of lines, like use Dark Magic. Thanks!

Aw thank you! There's a few caveats here:

1) I've touched on it briefly before, but I don't think Harrow was part of Callum's inner circle (although I could see Sarai) in canon. Due to a variety of well meaning factors, while Harrow and Callum loved each other deeply, they were never that emotionally close, each expressing that "Ah, this isn't easy" when being more emotionally open with one another about their love for each other / relationship. This distance is part of the reason why I think Callum (predominantly pre-series) clung to Ezran as much as he did. Even if he didn't always feel like Harrow's 'real' son, he was always Ezran's brother, and subsequently when faced with the choice twice to potentially connect with and save Harrow, Callum's first priority is always Ezran's safety (running after and leaving him in the hay in 1x03; knowing Ez is at threat from the assassins regardless of the egg's existence). So while Callum would still want to save Harrow if there was a tangible way, he might be more 'collected' about how to go about it... unless Ezran would take those steps and speed it up if Callum didn't, and then Callum would, but through a lens of "I'm getting Harrow back but mostly protecting my brother", I think anyway.

Some of this might also be an extension of like... if Harrow does come back in a partial or whole capacity, Callum gets his father back, and that cannot be overstated, but 1) Callum's arc hasn't heavily involved Harrow, overtly, since roughly S2 and 2) Harrow is more ultimately important and present in Ezran's arc season by season, since Ez's arc revolves around a job he just wouldn't have if their father was still alive. This is not to say that Harrow is more emotionally/personally important to Ezran than he is to Callum, but that Harrow's existence or non-existence is more likely to more heavily affect Ezran's arc and priorities than his brother's just by proxy of their plotlines.

(This is also drawing on the fact that, canonically, Rayla leaving affected Callum further and changed his personality more than the actual death of his father, as far as we can tell - think Callum's behaviour in S1 vs S3, and S3 vs S4. Like batshit, but true).

I would also not be opposed to Callum being driven to bring Harrow back (yet another problem he's inherited from Viren and that damn relic staff) and it'd be a very interesting parallel between him and Viren on that level, but I don't know if I think (with the info we have at this time) Callum being super duper driven about it is in character. This is for one big reason which I'm gonna expand on a bit more later:

2) Now this is more pure speculation, and less relevant (i.e. if Harrow is in Pip, that's hardly an actual death) but I do think it's adjacent, and ties back into older thoughts where I was never a big fan of the hc of Callum taking, un-corrupting, and wielding Sarai's spear: Callum knows how to, and is willing, to let the dead lie.

Callum is always confident that Viren is dead, unlike Soren (in TTM) and unlike Rayla (for all of the timeskip). When Callum learns that his father was dead, he admits, "I think maybe I did know. Deep down. I knew. I just hoped, if I didn't think about it, maybe it wouldn't be true." He's even able to table his initial waves of personal grief to ensure 1) he's not cruel to Rayla by shutting down the discussion ahead of time and 2) prioritizing his brother, only making his way back to Rayla when he's ready to make up with her. He routinely encourages and goes into things to help Rayla move on in TTM in a healthier manner, rather than wanting to dredge the dead back up with Viren, etc.

What I mean by this is that one of the things that differentiates Callum from Claudia to me the most (and is mostly based on vibes, I'll admit) is that I don't think Callum would ever be a necromancer. I think he'd fight for you (if you're one of his two pillars) to his last breath, but once they're gone, they're gone, and he'd let them be. Meanwhile Claudia very much... does Not do that.

Is there a dark magic spell that could let him resurrect his father, and has he conceivably come across it? Maybe. Has he looked for one? I doubt it.

TLDR; I think Callum would be more tempered about bringing Harrow back in a soul-switching spell, and if he was more extreme, it would in a vein of wanting to protect Ezran from making those more dangerous choices.

[morganlefaye79]

Why my Cyberpunk ocs aren't "nice" persons.

Last week @pandorasaquariumm posted their take on why Kerry is not a nice person, and I agree in many points.

@jaymber answered with a few more points to which I also agree. I have a few more things that I hc for Kerry, which also puts even more gray on him as a character.

But this post will be about my ocs, who I often show from their nice and soft side, but who are, as @kharonion already stated about their oc Vikt, mostly criminals as many others in NC, maybe with a robin hood attitude sometimes, but still criminals.

I did some time back a Kiroshi-scan for my main ocs, the full template you can find here, but I will just take the interesting part of it for this subject.

Those are only the things the NCPD knows. Valaire is my "V", some of those things are probably obvious. When he was still a merc he sometimes had problems to keep the NCPD on distance, but since he "changed" his way of operating he can more or less walk free with nearly everything he does. Who would have thought that the NCPD would be corrupt? Not me!

Val did blow up Saka tower a second time (Johnny loved watching it happen) with Alt's help, and never was made accountable for it, because he knows the right people who he will pay some money. Arasaka tried a few times to kill him after he recovered from the Relic, but at this point Arasaka's teeth were already pulled for a big part.

Or which is also often the case, when someone will get at him, he finds dirty laundry about this people. Since he has a very skilled netrunner brother, and also Nyx from the Afterlife at his service. Why would Nyx work for Val you ask? Because he owns the Afterlife, but next to no one knows. For the normal people, Rogue is still in charge there.

He maybe was born in Arroyo, where his parents pretended to be non-corpo's, but maybe it is true that some traits are in someone's genes already. He is a Corpo and he acts like one and plays the game, even if he hates that life, but it is the only way to make a difference in this city.

Joris is similar to Valaire, but absolutely ruthless. He won't think twice about if someone deserves to die. If the question is one time answered with yes, you can be damn sure that the person will not walk long on earth anymore. But you can't kill them all! True, but he is young and has much time to try!

How will those people die?

No idea! He is at times very creative. Most of the times he will make devices malfunction. What a shame when a laptop blews up in someones face, isn't it?

Joris also provides his brother with the dirty laundry he digs up. Also are all 3 police reports you see altered by Joris. Most of the times the NCPD doesn't even notice he was in their servers.

Although he grew up as a Corpo and being able to play the game, he refuses to play nice. So tread lightly around him or you may be the next one that crashes their car against a concrete wall. It'd be a real shame.

He takes mostly gigs where he can steal and/or destroy corpo property. It's kind of a hobby, especially if it is Arasaka property. You should choose jobs which bring you joy.

He does sound like a mad man and lunatic, doesn't he? Well he is the mentally most stable out of my mains. Whoops!

Vicco is somewhat special in a way, they survived long enough on the streets of NC to reach adulthood. Not many can accomplish that. They know Vicco on the streets and they know what Vicco did. You surely not manage this by being nice. They learned very early to take what they want and if it belongs to someone else then that someone has to part with it one way or another.

They are a chameleon, becoming everything you want. They paid a little fortune for it, well Valaire, more likely. Their Kiroshi's are used by corpo spec ops, and were taken from the previous owners dead body, because he certainly didn't need them anymore, they're able to slighly look through walls, or find safe's in them which is quite handy for a sneaky thief. Slipping in as a woman with long legs and round hips, and walking out as a man.

Before becoming a merc, they were as most of the youngsters drugdealers. They themselves always stayed clean except for cigarettes and alcohol. Only in adulthood as a joytoy they started taking drugs and boosters.

They specialized very soon on attracting corpo's because they knew that it is the place where the money is, and where's money, there's much to steal.

Killing Tiger Claws and Maelstrom scop is kind of a hobby for them, they had many run ins with them and they will never get friends for many reasons.

Although they would never stick it to others noses, they're proud to be a Mox. The Moxes saved them several times when they couldn't save themself. They now often return the favor when they're aware of a Mox in need.

You could ask Jotaro Shoba... nah, no one ever found that piece of shit after Vicco was done with him.

And then there was that scumbag... what was his name again? Blake something... Crow? Crowls? AH! Croyce! Didn't saw that one in a while either!

Vicco loves a good hunt!

And this my friends is the not that nice side of my ocs, I didn't go too much into details, because some of those things I will put into fics. At least that's the plan. But if you're curious I might answer questions x)

[soft-girl-musings]

20 Fanfic Questions

ty for the tag @virtie333, sorry for the delay!

How many works do you have on AO3?

7, so far!

2. What's your total AO3 words count?

17,707 (that number makes me unreasonably happy)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

currently: Moon Knight (2022) previously: The Arcana (dating sim, pre-Dorian butchering), The Hobbit franchise (I'd like to continue this one tbh!!) potentially: the Lokiverse (mans has been in too much), Spiderverse

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

An Unexpected Proposition (Kili x Fem!Reader - 43 kudos) Strawberry Cordial (Muriel x Apprentice OC - 37 kudos) Last Night (Jake Lockley x Fem!Reader - 26 kudos) Perks of Being a Wallflower (Jake Lockley x Plus Sized Fem!Reader - 17 kudos) Unfamiliar Territory (Muriel x Apprentice OC - 15 kudos)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

ABSOLUTELY, it makes me happy to do so. I love telling writers how I feel about their works (all good things i promise). and i love when folks take the leap and share their feedback.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oh golly, technically Frankincense & Myrrh (The Arcana, Muriel x Apprentice OC). bc it's 1) unfinished and 2) will deal with a lot of the post-resurrection trauma Tamar (my Apprentice) will go through. it'll still be fluffy and more comfort than hurt if i ever get back into it, but man i really miss seeing her go through it.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i'd have to say Perks of Being a Wallflower! no angst, just insecurity leading up to the ending lol

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I'm not popular enough to attract the haters

9. Do you write smut. If so what kind?

i don't <3

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i feel like the closest thing to a crossover i'd attempt is something in the mcu, since every major event affects everything else in some way

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

great heavens i hope not

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nah

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

not in the strictest sense of the word. but in the future, i plan on crediting the folks i share hcs and thots with, they've had a huge hand in shaping the world of my stories.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

the only thing that comes to mind is Matt Murdock x Claire Temple but i 1) have not finished Daredevil and 2) fully respect her for distancing herself from that disaster boy

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Frankincense & Myrrh - the Arcana fandom was spiraling when i entered in 2020, and while i love all the research and outlining i did for that story, it would take a lot for me to dive back into the game/lore to flesh out that story. Tamar Ufam you will always be famous to me.

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'd have to say dialogue and my attempts to make the stakes believable

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

(actually writing lol) in all seriousness, taking the time to string together the little story pearls i come up with. i burn myself out sometimes and end up not writing anything.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i enjoy seeing it! what i don't like is people going "lol no hate on my google translate spanish/whatever language" (mostly when the language is poorly applied) bc we not only have the technology/better websites to use, but real people online willing to assist with translating/contextualizing. if you're going to do it, give it its due diligence. fingers crossed i can follow my own directive on that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Cats the Musical. I don't want to talk about it.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

published: tie between Last Night and Perks of Being A Wallflower. the first 2 fics i've published for my new fave Jake, and i see a lot of myself in Reader. these two will always be near and dear to my heart. unpublished: Relic to Relic (Loki x Fem!OC), outlining that story got me through my junior year of high school. while i'd need to rework some aspects of my OC's arc/abilities, i wouldn't mind writing for these two again.

tagging @cchickki @hon3yboy @mrs-lockley if you'd like to brag on yourselves!!