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#also is that leo holding the axe?#that's so cute!#"my bad boy senses were tingling'#like ever since we had that short lil convo I've been daydreaming about this#I had this whole thing planned out like Leo Nico and Hazel all lived together and Frank was Leo's lil crush#like he tucked in a love letter with the sweets and everything#and Hazel gave Nico her red cape because his usual jacket is all torn up and she's not finished mending it and it's cold outside#and Nico gets so lost like 'oh jeez why didn't I bring a map' and that's where he meets Jason#Oh and Leo and Hazel both show up with axes at the end to save our boys#I just... OH MY GOODNESS are you actually gonna make this a thing?
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Hi luv! May I req for Leo falling for a mischievous (cat-like personality) demigo (maybe ares, idk) after she beats him while sparring so he continuously asks her to spar just to spend more time together (and maybe she knows it and just plays along, maybe tells him she’ll go on a date with him once he beats her?). Idk this was just an idea, thought I got. Do not feel pressured or anything obvs!
Heya this has been in my inbox for a while and I finally got a good idea lol cause I don't wanna be posting half assed WIP's. [this is also combined with a request for Leo Valdez x daughter of Athena reader I got a while ago btw]
Enjoy <3
love is stronger then everything [except Clarrise, of course] ---Leo V x Daughter of Athena reader
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Leo was a mastermind.
Like, obviously you were the daughter of Athena, but he was the one behind it all. He was just… so smart. It was unbelievable sometimes. Not to be big headed or anything, he was just the most intelligent person in the room.
Well, in this scenario, it wasn’t the room, it was the arena. And that’s about where his cunning brain cells decided to sit on the bench and do their nails with Piper.
He’d tell them off later, if he ever survived the sharp eyed sharp edged girl in front of him who was somehow holding a war axe made of solid imperial gold over her shoulder like it was nothing. The sight of your arms distracted him of his incoming death momentarily, but then you just had to open your mouth. “
“Valdez, are you gonna spar with me, or was the six step official challenge at breakfast with a disco ball and three tonnes of strawberries for nothing?”
“Four tonnes, actually,” he managed to squeak out, and then shifted his grip on the sword he’d borrowed from Jake, who’d only laughed in his face when Leo told him he’d challenged you.
Judging by the way you fiddled with your camp beads necklace and then swung the smooth golden axe stained with something remarkably similar to human blood, Jake was right. Leo gulped and stepped back, ready to scramble out of the way and clang his too big sword against the edges of the axe he only just realized were sharp enough to cut through bone.
You seemed to pity him as well, which Leo didn’t appreciate, but at least you gave him a few extra seconds to scramble out of the way.
A moment later there was sand in his eyes churned up by your sneakers, the ones with little green string snakes as laces. He vaguely remembered snakes being a symbol of Athena, only that thought was scrapped when he had to step back to avoid having his skull split in half.
Piper cheered sarcastically and passed Jason a leftover strawberry from this morning’s events.
You spun around and the axe made a crater in the sawdust covered ground. Leo turned and half heartedly swung his hammer at your shoulder, but you dipped back and knocked it out of his hands in less then a second, leaving him defenseless.
Leo launched himself backwards and felt his shoe skid on the ground, sawdust billowing up into his vision as gravity decided to ruin his day, and his dignity.
He was contemplating just falling asleep right then and there, when a gray sliver appeared in front of him. He had to cross his eyes to identify the metal poking his nose as the tip of your war axe. Leo just got comfy on the ground, resting his hands beneath his head as you glared.
Apparently you weren’t satisfied with the early defeat, gray eyes narrowed as you snapped. “What on Olympus was that, Valdez?”
“Me fighting?” He asked hopefully, squinting up as the sun angled itself behind you. He brushed away the thought that it made you look a bit like an angel, despite the frown on your face and the weapon at his throat.
“Well you aren’t any good at it, so don’t bother,” you said, hooking the axe over your shoulder and marching off. “I have to go help Beth with the capture the flag plans.”
Leo huffed, blowing a strand of his curly brown hair out of his face and grinning up at the roof, which swirled a little. He might’ve bumped his head a little too hard, now that he thought about it.
Then another face swam in front of him and Piper popped a bubble that smelt vaguely of grapes. She looked towards where you’d disappeared out the arena’s swinging double doors. “What in the ever loving fucknuggets was that, Valdez?”
“I liked their version better,” Leo grumbled, and sat up slowly, feeling his bones groan internally at him. “And it’s not my fault their fit. And strong. ANd have a huge weapon. And pretty eyes. And-”
“And a nice ass?”
“Yep, especially in those camo pan- why are you looking at their ass?” Leo asked suspiciously. Taking a hand from Piper to get up properly. He stretched his arms above his head and tried to stop thinking about your butt. It didn’t really work very well, and then his thoughts skipped along to your thighs and the really cool scar along one and he missed half of what Jason was saying in between the smile he was trying to hide.
That didn’t matter very much though, because Leo was struck with the best idea in the history of children born of the literal ideas god. Well, maybe that was Athena, not Hephestus, but your parents were a problem for later. Way later. Like when you’d decided Leo was more than just a rock stuck in your shoe.
That was something he could work on though.
He just had to impress you so much that you’d agree to go out with him. Building something cool would be the immediate option, but he built cool things everyday. It wasn’t easy, per-say, but it wasn’t a date-worthy achievement.
Piper snapped her fingers in front of his face and Leo jerked his head back, “huh? Sorry I was just thinking…”
“About what? Finally giving up on-”
“Imma single handedly win capture the flag!”
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You handed out the last of the helmets, blue plumes dotting the crowd of demigods jostling around and yelling about lice and how their butterfly clips wouldn’t fit underneath the bronze.
You chose to ignore those ones and turned back to the little canvas tent someone had dragged out from Bunker 9 to set up base in, even though it couldn’t be used during the actual game. You weren’t actually sure what the point of it was, but Clarrise deemed it necessary, and you decided not to argue with her, in the interest of living.
The Athena cabin had managed to swoop in and ally with the Ares cabin before Connor got there, so you managed to rein in the help of Butch and his siblings [which meant that the Red team would have quite a few problems involving pegasi droppings in the hours to come], the two twins of Nike, the Dionysus and Hebe kids, as well as the smattering of Aphrodite kids that were ready to get blood under their perfectly done nails. A few of them seemed too happy about that prospect, but Drew had heart shaped arrows and Charmspeak, so you ignored the fact Lacey was singing about chopping off heads.
Annabeth propped her sneakers up on the table, smudging mud on the map of the forest as she did so, to tie up her laces. “So, we’ve got puddles of pegasi shit under the leaves, I asked Holly and Laurel who could make the most nets so we’ll have enough to trap most of the Hermes cabin under by the time we start, and then Clarrise and her lot can just heavily maim the rest.”
“Nice,” you noted, and pushed the coloured pins for each demigod wiping blue warpaint across their cheeks around the map to their places. “We’re against Will’s dickwits, so they’ll do that thing and keep the sun behind them to blind everyone on our team.”
Annabeth fiddled with her camp necklace and glared at the map. “ And what are we supposed to do to counter that? Ask Apollo to take the day off??
“Start handing out sunglasses.”
Someone dragged a bucking gray pegasi through the opening to the canvas tent and chaos broke out, Butch yelling orders at a group of Dionysus kids who began feeding the freaked out mare shiraz.
You turned away before you were lumped with the task of dealing with them, and reached for your axe. A sticky note fell off, the yellow paper floating to the ground.
Hi hi so if i win capture the flag by myself then will you go out with me also i cant ask you this in person because jasons teaching me how to use a sword and im about to run out of sticky note and now ive forgotten what i was trying to say
The note ended there, and you frowned, trying to ignore the twitch at your lips when you turned the greasy crinkled paper over.
right yeah this is leo by the way you probably already figured that out cause no one else is smart enough to beat all of camp to go out with you the flying horse distraction was my idea too by the way im a genius you should definitely go out with me okay now im out of pa
“Who’s the person?”
You nearly decapitated Drew in that moment. You lowered your axe and shoved the note in the back of your pocket that you only just remembered wasn’t there, courtesy of the armor you’d donned. “What are you talking about?”
“The love note,” she insisted with a curious smirk, lipgloss shining. “They sounded pretty excited and now you’re making that face oh my god you actually like them back!”
“Do not!” You snapped back, tightening your shoulder guard and hefting your bloodied axe over you shoulder. The pegasi was led out of the tent as you shooed Drew in the same direction. “Now go back to your station, we’re starting in five.”
She squinted at you for a second, then her eyes widened as he jaw dropped. “Leo!”
You blinked, wrinkling your nose. “Okay how did you even-”
“Seeya later!” Drew called over her shoulder, skipping away with Butch to find her section of the woods to patrol, her assigned heart shaped sunglasses slipping down her nose.
You narrowed your eyes at her retreating figure, but then one of Clarisse's sisters was wondering if the no killing rule had changed in the last four minutes and you were promptly distracted.
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“Why don’t you just run along there and turn Travis into a toddler for me?” You asked a son of Hebe who nodded solemnly and disappeared into the trees. Light dappled the leaves on the ground and once you’d ordered around the rest of the soldiers in training, the bellowing horn sounded.
A tense silence filled the woods, no one daring to make the first move and startle the spies out of their trees and the runners from their starting places. You pushed the cat eyed sunglasses up your nose and adjusted your sweaty grip on the axe, which must have weighed as much as the Hebe boy you’d just sent on his way.
Blue streaked the sky behind the clouds, but the blue you were concerned about fluttered peacefully in the wind from where the flag had been nestled in Zeus’s fist.
From what you’d planned, the Nike twins should be hiding in the two pine trees in font of you that had grown on either side of the track you knew the red team would take, nets between them ready to trap the enemy. Drew was placed behind you with her bow and arrows, ready to take down anyone that made it past Holly and Laurel.
And if the lucky little fucker made it any further, you had your axe ready.
The rest of your team, save the Ares kids bordering the river, who were ready to maim but not kill, were causing a distraction that included a lot of grapevines and a reenactment of the Hamilton Musical [the second half was to be acted out at the campfire later that night]. It was sure to distract the Apollo cabin while Annabeth donned her blue Yankees hat and snuck through.
The only way it could go wrong at this point, is if a certain fluffy haired pointy eared son of Hephestus went through with his sticky note proposition and burned down the entire woods.
Considering the fact he’d challenged you to a duel four times this week, you wouldn’t be surprised. Not that you minded. His concentrating face was sort of cute, especially when he stuck his tongue out a little and that time you’d pinned him to the sawdust covered ground you’d realized he actually had a few little freckles along his nose.
And he really liked strawberries. That you could admire.
Okay, maybe you looked forward to whatever proposition he’d set up at breakfast each day, but it mainly had to do with the presents. And definitely not that grin he’d get when you agreed.
If he won this game of capture the flag, which was impossible for one demigod anyway, and you did go out with him, you’d get to see that smile times one thousand. It sort of made you want him to win.
Then you shook the thought from your helmet cladden head. Your team was going to win this, and you’d stab Leo yourself to do so.
Lightly, though.
He still had that crackly laugh you could place from across the dining pavilion, you couldn’t kill him. It made your brain melt for a moment, which wasn’t something a daughter of Athena needed. But, he was a certified genius. Maybe that would even it out.
»»————- ★ ————-««
“Where the fuck is Drew?” You yelled into the forest around you, but only the crickets and startled squawking birds answered. Metal clanged and the crickets were silenced when your Axe thudded against a tree, handle first.
Austin smirked, and his bow knocked into your shoulder hard enough to leave a bruise you could already feel forming.
You ducked another blow and stumbled back, stumbling a tight ring around the sun of Apollo to get back to your weapon, glancing around the clearing as you did so. Holly and Laurel were nowhere to be seen, and there were certainly no nets to help you out in the one on one ambush.
You’d been waiting around for some action when suddenly there was a lot but still not enough, because apparently everyone on the blue team had decided they’d rather fall asleep in their stations than help you. Even without them you could hold up your own, grabbing your axe and swinging it around at Austin when he came back for seconds. The arrow in his hand seemed less scary once his bow was in two splintered pieces at your feet.
He stepped back, face falling, and the daisies crushed underfoot sprung back into their slightly crumpled places when he backed away properly, turning to where the blue flag was still untouched on the top of Zeus’s fist.
You paused, lowering the axe in confusion once he called out to nothing, “Oi! Move it loverboy, I’m running out of time!”
Then you froze, because of course somehow, against all odds, a panting Leo was clambering up the highest point with the red flag in one tightly closed hand and a second later he was holding the blue one above his head victoriously as well, a stupidly wide grin on his cute face.
He let out a yelp as pebbles began to slide around his feet but then you couldn’t see him anymore, pushed to the back of the crowd by a stampede of yelling demigods brandishing weapons.
It took you a second to realize they were cheers and not war cries [the difference was hard to make out most of the time], so you weaved through some Hermes kids who were chatting animatedly and a Demeter girl with a stump where her arm had been. Will rushed along behind you to her side once you’d gotten past both teams of the now over capture the flag game.
“What the fuck is this?” You yelled up at Leo, who sent you a double thumbs up and then began hopping down the pile of boulders, the flags now held with his crooked teeth.
You squinted up at him, watching his green army jacket get caught on an overhanging branch and then when he jumped down finally, you were there to cross your arms and glare at him.
“Sup?” he smirked, holding his hands behind his back and rocking on his feet. “Did you get my note?”
Apparently he guessed your answer through your facial expression and then held up the flags like an offering. You ignored a fatal sounding screech from an Aphrodite boy in the distance as Leo chewed his lip. “So…. I won!”
“And how, exactly?”
Leo glanced to the side, and you followed his gaze to a smirking daughter of Aphrodite, who’s hoop earrings shined with blood that definitely wasn’t hers, judging from Drew’s satisfied expression. He then pulled out another crumpled up sticky note from his jacket, which was stained with something dark. He read out in a stilted tone, “I have to make a flamethrower, a chariot with poison shooting arrows, a two real life hoverboards, about thirty pairs of water, lava, and acid proof headphones, and a few jetpacks.”
“Right,” you muttered, tilting your head at Leo.
He blinked obliviously at you and tucked away his extensive list, probably not able to hear you speak over the yelling crowds that bustled around carrying bandages and broken weapons, already busying themselves with the aftermath of the set up blood-bath.
“It was worth it,” he shrugged, “but I’ll be stuck in bunker nine for the rest of the my life.”
“Maybe you can take a day off.” You unfolded your arms, resigned to the fact all of Camp Halfblood was about to witness this. Then you stepped forwards a little and leant in to whisper in his pointed ear. “...Y’know, for our date.”
Leo blinked.
“Someone get the Leo extinguisher!” A Hebe kid yelled, and there was a general uproar of chaos from everyone but you weren’t really paying attention because Leo had patted down his flaming torso quickly, only that didn’t change the color of his face back to normal.
He narrowed his eyes, but the grin had never faded and you could see his fingers tapping along his thighs a thousand miles an hour. “You serious?”
You nodded.
“DID YA HEAR THAT?” He yelled at the crowd of teenagers, cupping his mouth with a scarred hand, “I GOT A HOT DATE YALL!”
“Don’t make me regret it,” you muttered back, rolling your eyes, but when Leo smiled up at you you knew you’d never regret it, so instead you just smiled back, shoving your hands in your pockets while Piper started screaming from Jason’s shoulders.
Leo clapped his hands eagerly, “great, now you gotta carry me.”
“That’s cringe.”
“I’m being serious,” he said and held his arms up so you could grab him bridal style. You paused for a moment and then resigned yourself to the fact this might be the rest of your life. It wasn’t too bad, you realized, when Leo wrapped his arms around your neck and pointed in the direction of Will triumphantly. “Forward, sexy steed!”
“One, if you ever call me that again, I will literally throw you off a cliff, and two, why do we have to get to WIll?” You asked as you carried him through the crowd in the direction of the stressed out blonde anyway.
“Cause Clarrise stabbed me in exchange for letting me win.”
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𝖸𝖤𝖲 𝖮𝖱 𝖭𝖮? | 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽.
𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖢𝖫𝖠𝖨𝖬𝖤𝖱 : This tarot reading is not a replacement for medical or professional advice. You are accountable for your own decisions and actions. Interpret the reading as you see fit.
ORIGINAL DATE POSTED: MARCH 14TH, 2024.
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PILE ONE
Yes or No? Queen of Wands | The Devil [Reversed] | The Sun.
If this isn't a yes, I don't know what is! Within this lies an abundance of creativity and growth. Allow yourself and your passion to soar freely, driving you forward. Leave behind confusion and reconnect with the initial spark that ignited your journey, that joy that surged within you. There's no room for doubt; this path paves the way to success.
Additional Pull. Cheetah : Solar Force, Action, Achievement, Masculine Energy. | Passion.
If you asked about a decision, I suggest you think back on what brought you to this point and gave you that original purpose, as I said previously, before proceeding further. The Cheetah card emphasizes both action and rationale. Using logic and intuition while navigating this situation is important. Also, Don't forget to have fun. :]
Signs and Extra : Scorpio, Sagittarius, Leo, Aries, November, 11, Discipline, Free of Boundaries.
PILE TWO
Yes or No? Three of Cups | Ace of Pentacles | Four of Wands [Reversed].
This is a resounding yes! Remember, it's perfectly acceptable to let your emotions and intuition guide you here. Maintaining a balance between your inner and outer worlds is achievable. If have a close community or friendships, lean on them; they will support you. By nurturing and embracing your emotional side, you will be led toward abundance, whether in terms of wealth or other valuable resources. Initially, the transition may feel unstable or tense, but ultimately, the transition/change will prove its worth.
Additional Pull. Camel : Resourceful, Independent, Knows One's Self. Axe : Break Up, Separation, Stopping The Pattern. | Boat : Receiving What You Need, Progression, Arriving, Moving On.
Remain calm and find satisfaction in what you already possess. You are responsible for your own future deeds. If you want something changed, change it. Opposites will become balanced.
Signs and Extra : Cancer, Leo, Scorpio, 7, July, Growth, Greatest Desire, Potential.
PILE THREE
Yes or No? Three of Pentacles [Reversed] | Four of Pentacles [Reversed] | Seven of Pentacles.
For some of you, the answer is a simple and straightforward 'no,' while others may need to hear the message. If you find yourself feeling generally stagnant or even stuck in a competitive environment, it's time to release that. If you wish for the answer to be 'yes,' let go of attachments to physical possessions. The energy surrounding you might lean towards materialism and even greed, causing you to cling tightly to your belongings. However, holding on so firmly will only hinder your progress. If you have been overthinking, rest assured that loosening your grasp will help your desires manifest appropriately. Whether it's personal growth or profit you seek, freeing yourself from such attachments will ensure that you flourish.
Additional Pull. Tiger : Lunar Force, Ease In Darkness, Feminine Energy. | Earthworm : Shy, Hesitant, Reluctant To Share Inner Vision. Addiction : Obsession, Possession, Controlling, Restraint. | Separation : Sadness, Missing You, Yearning, Unsure Of Future.
Sit in the quiet moments of life without fear. They can be enjoyable too. Not everything has to be in constant motion. It's okay to find contentment in the present. You have the strength to navigate through this period of stillness. If you're hesitant, don't lose hope. Even if it feels uncomfortable to express yourself, take the leap. Who cares if it embarrasses you in the end? At least you are unapologetically yourself. Choose the wiser decision.
Signs and Extra : Pisces, Aries, Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn, 3, March, Intelligence, Thinking and Communication.
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Employment Opportunities - TMNT HCs
TURTLE DOVES
I hath finished some HCs that have been sitting in my drafts for FOREVER 👀
Please enjoy
TW: Thirsty bitch ahead. And some swear words.
Please don't steal my work. Reblogging for others to enjoy is highly encouraged, though 🤩
These are Jobs I can see the guys doing once accepted into society...
Raph
Fire Chief.
Probably Fire Marshall.
Cuz boyfriend be hot hot hot
Dressed in that SCBA gear
Barking out orders to his men
Ripping down walls with his ax 🪓
Using ONE HAND to hold the fire hose while it spews tons of water at tremendous speeds 💦💦💦
Running into burning buildings to save children
Saving kittens from trees
Might also be a bartender.
Working those beer taps
Shaking up those margaritas
Poppin the tops off of beer bottles with his biceps 💪
Flirting with EVERYONE
Raking those tits tips in
But also
Bouncer backup™
boi-oi-oing
Don
Forensics.
Getting super into all the creepy, weird shit
Thinks about things that the detectives wouldn't ever even consider
Could actually, most likely, solve every case by himself
But that's a pain in the ass
And a lot of paperwork 📄🖇️
I could also see him being a judge. 🧑🏾⚖️
Seeing right through all the lawyer BS
Putting away the bad guys
Giving punk ass teens a shit load of community service
Tossing out parking tickets for all the little old ladies
Would definitely be a movie critic on the side 🎞️🍿
Acting more like Stetler and Waldorf 😂💜
Mike
Animal Control Officer.
Especially the big scary shit.
Like crocodiles. 🐊
Or Huntsman spiders. 🕷️
I can see him Snow Whiting that shit too.
*Sings sweetly and turns into the Pied Piper for all animals*
And sometimes women
Mike, as the animal control officer, would be like
Crocodile Dundee x Steve Irwin.
Asshole would be yelling CRIKEY at the worst moments.
Arrives at someone's house
Walks across the lawn to get to the backyard
For a run-of-the-mill opossum removal
Finds your dog's chewed-up crocodile stuffed toy lying in the yard
Screams, "CRIKEY!"
right before you step on it and scaring the ever-loving shit out of you
As he dives in front of you and wrestles the toy like Ace Ventura
Tells you he's billing you for hazard pay 😂
He's totally only kidding
But still an ass 🧡
Leo
OSHA inspector 😂💙
Chief of all safety
And the world's best asshole.
"I'm sorry, sir. That cracked outlet cover is a direct OSHA violation." 😂
"No, ma'am, I will not drop the $5000 violation for all the missing grounding prongs on the shop vacs."
Would probably work part-time for a boys' teen center
Where all the little rat bastards delinquents like to hang out
And cause major shit
Teaching them respect
And Honor™
Through free ninjitsu classes 🥷🏽
I can also see him being a Fire Inspector.
Working with the broski
Can you imagine?
Having Red and Blue show up at your workplace for a walkthrough inspection?
Bye bye panties 🩲
Oh shit
I'm on fire🔥
Safety Violation in progress
Get out those hoses
And hose me down, boys
🔥🔥💙❤️🔥🔥
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I'm creating intro dialog for every character in Guilty Gear because im bored.
I'm writing these all where the character of the post talks second and I'm doing it in reverse character order because I wanted to start with ABA becausei like her. I'm also redoing dialog for characters that already have unique dialog with each other because I know I'll forget who had unique dialog with who.
Sol: You cause any mayhem and you'll get a high bounty on your head.
ABA: I am no fool in a china shop.
Ky: All my life I've killed those I thought to be monsters, then I realized I was the monster, so I won't judge you.
ABA: I've heard about your actions during the Crusades, you were the king of the kill.
May: You're married huh, you know I've always wanted to get married too.
ABA: Was that a coy attempt to flirt with Paracelsus?
Axl: I know what it's like to be ripped away from the person you love, I wouldn't do that to you mate.
ABA: I love Paracelsus more than anything in this world, no one will take him from me.
Chipp: Nothings faster than me.
ABA: You are the tortoise and I'm the snare.
Potemkin: If you're still looking for a way to give Paracelsus a body Zepp is always open to you.
ABA: No, I still don't trust you, your arms are too big.
Faust: Your… Injuries… need… Doctor...
ABA: An apple a day a doctor i'll slay.
Millia: Speaking from experience, no one likes a possessive partner.
ABA: I am not possessive of my Paracelsus, you just want him for yourself!
Zato: Love? I think I once knew that?
ABA: You seem to be haunted by shadows from your broadcast.
Ram: I also find the world confusing but that's what makes it beautiful.
ABA: Perhaps we can carve a place in this world for people like us.
Leo: You're about to hear me roar!
ABA: He's more meow than bite.
Nago: I sense an inner bloodlust coming from that ax.
ABA: His name is Paracelsus and you should fear me more.
Gio: My report says you can see invisible spirits.
ABA: Not all spirits are like that dog, some just want to be on their own.
Anji: If you love something you should set it free.
ABA: No, the saying is, if you love something don't let it flee.
I-No: Here's some dating advice, no man likes the jealous type.
ABA: My Paracelsus loves me just as I am and I won't let some harlet tell me otherwise!
Goldlewis: Two cryptids for the price of one.
ABA: You simply label anything different a cryptid.
Jack-O: That's a great Frankenstein costume, just needs the green paint.
ABA: Keep away from me I like how I look, as is.
HC: Never seen a romantic comedy like this before.
ABA: There is nothing comedic about our romance.
Baiken: You'll fall by my blade.
ABA: Fall down seven times, get up with hate!
Testament: You both seem to be doing better.
ABA: I suppose that was somewhat your doing, thanks.
Bridget: Hay, Roger and that key could have a playdate together.
ABA: Paracelsus is a living being, your not going to force him to do something he doesn't want to do like some toy!
Sin: Jezz, why do you use such big words, do you even know what they mean?
ABA: This fastidious fool has the gall to insult my vernacular!
Delilah: Is she using a giant living key as a weapon? That's weird.
ABA: Is she using a giant living bed as a weapon? She's copying us!
Asuka R#: Well, if it isn't the inspiration for my creation.
ABA: Another artificial lifeform? Perhaps I'm not so alone?
Asuka R Kreutz: You know I've created some life forms as well.
ABA: From what I've heard about you, you've only created death.
Johnny: I think you hold the keys to my heart.
ABA: Save it, my heart only belongs to one man!
Elphelt: Sooooo, what are you going to name the kids?
ABA: This is my love life. You don't need to chaperone every part of it.
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Le-Ghoul-ash —(Platonic!Everyone xGN!Reader
A/N: As usual we are the funniest people on earth -Danny Words: 1,637 Warnings: None
The party was starting. Leo had whisked you away to show you the now empty room which once held the animatronics. The worrying part is that Leo showed you this, only to tell you that he did not know where they were. It did not help that the sounds of the party were echoing in the halls and that you could not differentiate between the clanging of Lityerses weapon against the floor and the clanging of possible animatronics in the walls. The positive, according to Jason, was that at least there were enough people here now to safely dispose of the animatronics if they were to attack. Probably.
Either way- the three of you agreed to try to keep it on the down low. If anything, when you informed Leo and Jason that Nico and Hazel sensed the undead on their way they seemed relieved.
“You see,” Leo had said, “If the undead attack then we can’t possibly be to blame for setting the animatronics loose! Besides, it is time to get into costume and enjoy the party.”
Hearthstone entered the large venue with Klaus gesturing excitedly about wanting to introduce him to some friends. This being a costume party, he demanded Hearth to be slightly more creative in his appearance, so he was now wearing a Christmas hat, which was all he’d found at home on such short notice.
Percy had just stumbled out of the bathroom cursing under his breath about some malfunctioning waiters when he found himself standing face to face with none other than Klaus and some other guy that kind of looked like Klaus only skinnier and taller.
Klaus smiled from ear to ear and signed giddily. “Watch this guy.”
“Klaus,” Percy greeted him reluctantly. “You’re here… why?”
Klaus kept a straight face. “You see, Percy, global warming is taking a tool on the northpole, and since I know you all gather for this night too, I thought I’d come with our head of human resources and raise some awareness, also get a few donations. You got any money on you?”
Percy looked at the taller elf with wide eyes and gaped. “So he is Santa?”
“Whoops! Sorry, he can’t talk to you, company policy,” Klaus steps in, stretching out his hand. “We accept Venmo.”
Percy looked mortified. “I don’t have any money on me dude, gods, this is awful— wait I just saw Alex Fierro around here, maybe she has some, she’s rich— wait here!”
Once gone, Hearth turned to Klaus and signed. “Percy?”
“In the flesh.”
“Magnus said he was kind of silly. I see he was being kind.” He paused, then frowned. “Wait, did he say Alex Fierro?”
It had been a while since you had seen Leo and Jason, and as everyone was in costume you weren’t sure what they would look like. Luckily, one of the pair was only too excited to show off their costumes, as Leo rapidly approached you after waving you down. He was wearing a big fake beard, some clearly foam armor (didn’t they have the real deal here?) and had an even bigger ax on his back. Jason on the other hand was dressed in more fanciful garbs- a cape, and a more basic ren faire outfit.
The most notable part of his costume - outside from a big pot he was holding filled with something- was his blonde, long wig. You looked them over, and before you could ask Leo sprung forward and started talking.
“I’m Gimli, you know, from Lord of the Rings!” Leo spread his arms to show off his costume. Besides him, Jason looked pained. His long, silky wig truly brought out the elf in him, especially as it slightly dipped into the pot he was holding. You looked at him expectantly and he sighed.
“Can’t you connect the dots? He’s Gimli, so I am…” his eyes begged you to get it right, but Leo started smiling widely next to him.
“They won’t get it that way!” Leo bounced on his feet from excitement, “Specifically because of the accessories that I made for you!”
Jason looked at his best friend. “You cooked this? It might even be edible.” He shook his head, “So you really won’t guess?” he tried one last time, hopeful. You shook your head, finding Leo’s excitement adorable. “I’m-”
“LE-GOULASH.” Leo yelled before bursting out in laughter. You snorted, trying to hold in your laughter, but the deadpan face of Jason was really bringing it home, specifically as he felt the need to explain the joke.
“You see, it’s Legolas and Gimli, but I am currently holding Leo’s leftovers.”
“They’re not leftovers!”
You couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Alex had decided to have some fun tonight. She knew that Halloween was all about scares and appreciated an invite to a party but that’s not how you properly celebrate. Instead, she was dressed up as La Llorona and going around scaring the people around. She just had two good scares- a teenager who already looked like he was worried for his life and called her Hecate in return, and Percy screams like a girl.
Her next target was this burly Chinese guy. He was talking with Magnus and another kid with a big sword tied to his side. With no hesitation she hovered by the big guy, and whispered Spanish in his ear.
And with not hesitation the big guy turned into a small dog, which hid behind sword guys legs. Alex met sword guys face as he sighed.
“Happens to you too huh? I’m Lityerses, nice to meet you.”
“I’m Alex,” she introduced herself. As the dog guy turned back and coughed awkwardly she looked him over.
“Wait, he’s a sibling of yours?” Magnus asked Alex, and she shook her head. She sniffed the air for show.
“Nah, he smells too much like fish, maybe he’s from Poseidon like Percy.”
“Actually I’m a son of Mars, name’s Frank.”
“Ah, fish, war, it’s all the same.” Alex shrugged.
“Do I smell like fish?” Magnus piped up and Alex laughed.
“You’re like literally the anti-fish, Magnus.”
“Oof! Sorry, man, didn’t see you—” Leo stopped and smiled wide. “Wow, is that a literal suit of armour?”
“Did you call me ‘man’?” Blitzen scowled. “I’m a dwarf!”
“What? No, you’re not?” Leo eyed him. “I’m a dwarf. You look like a man in black. Man, I love those movies, but this suit is something else, where did you get it?”
He reached and grazed the fabric with his fingers, his eyes brightening as his demigod nature picked up on its magical traits. Before Blitzen could go off about the inaccuracies in Leo’s clothes, the young man spoke again.
“No way! It can change shape? What on earth is this thing made of? Dude, I need you to teach me how to make one of these, it’d make life so much more bearable and I’m not even joking right now,” he leaned closer, “there might be some automatons on the loose trying to murder me and my friends, so I could really use something like that for the future.”
Blitzen stared at him torn between walking away from the clearly crazy guy or sharing his wisdom. In the end, his resolve weakened, seduced by Leo’s enthusiastic reaction towards his suit.
“Well, it’s quite easy when you’ve got the right tools, really. The key is to know your fabrics— I actually have a clothing line, and a shop in Boston, you’re welcome to visit it anytime.”
“You’ve got some casual wear?” Leo said, walking side by side with the dwarf and guiding him to the refreshments table. “I’ve been thinking about getting my mom a real nice present and I bet she’d love some indestructible overalls.”
Blitzen laughed amicably and patted Leo’s back. “That can be arranged, boy. I can sense a real talent in you, you have the hands of a crafter, I actually teach kids, if you’re interested?”
Leo whistled excitedly, his crooked grin widening. “You’ve got yourself an apprentice, Mr… er…”
“Blitzen,” he shook the young man’s hand. “You?”
“Leo,” he grinned. “Let’s talk suits of armor.”
“Has anyone seen a dwarf, this height, uh, probably dressed like all our best friends?” Jason asked the two look alikes. He thanked the gods he wasn’t the only one dressed up as Legolas, although he was clearly the only one with goulash added to the mix. He recognized one of the two as Will but the other one was new, so he introduced himself. “I’m Jason.”
“I’m Magnus, uh, I lost my dwarven friend too. He’s helping my cousin I think.”
“Who’s your cousin?” Will asked as he readjusted the bow on his back.
“Annabeth.” Magnus answered.
“Annabeth has family?” Jason asked, eyeing Magnus. Both other blondes eyed him.
“Why wouldn’t she?” Will turned to Magnus, “I’m Will by the way. Nice costume, I loved the movies.”
“I liked the books more.” Magnus shrugged, before looking the other two over. “Look, I am slightly uncomfortable with the both of you being dressed like this. No offense."
“Why?” Jason eyed Magnus suspiciously.
“Well it’s slight appropriation, if not misinformed racism to be honest. I mean not for me, I asked my elf friend and he gave me permission. Thought it would be funny. But you two are kind of racist towards elfs here.”
“I can’t be racist! I have goulash! I am clearly a minority here.” Jason exclaimed.
“I’m bi.” Will added to the conversation.
“Biracial? I didn’t know half-elves existed, seems unlikely since I have been in Alfheim.”
“No? I’m bisexual.”
“Wow, you can write with both left and right? I didn’t know, does Nico know?”
Magnus looked between his lookalikes, and if he wasn’t such a pacifist, would probably have hit them both.
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cool weapon ideas for Riordanverse characters (OCs or otherwise) since MCGA/TOA only barely started giving us more weapons than “sword, knife/dagger, spear, bow” (garrote, sickles, manuballista/crossbow, blowdart, nets, misuse of instruments, etc)
Remember that one BoO cover where Leo randomly had a chainsaw. Yeah. If you need a mortal item for it to be disguised as like Riptide’s pen form, you could totally make it like a belt chain or something that turns into a chainsaw. That’d be fun.
Similarly. Leo should get to use his toolbelt as a blunt force weapon. Like the office fight scene from EEAAO. Do you see my vision.
Also remember the old headcanons about Will making a lasso/whip out of light with photokinesis powers? That was cool.
Baseball bat / Baseball bat with nails are always good. I have an old OC with that and also i saw a post the other day about Piper with one.
Meteor hammer / rope dart. They’re just cool (again: See office fight scene from EEAAO). My friend and I have an OC that has a meteor hammer yo-yo.
More demigods with their godly parents’ iconic weapons! Meg got sickles, let’s keep it up. Poseidon kids with tridents. Hades kids with bidents. Apparently one of Bellona’s weapons is a whip. Where’s the Indiana Jones Bellona kids.
Obligatory “give somebody a scythe” (works for any chthonic or plant-themed demigod)
PICKAXES. This sounds silly but ancient Romans actually wielded pickaxes and similar in war and did use them as weapons. So like. where’s my Romans who are about to put a pickaxe through someone’s teeth. come on. Similarly - Slings/slingshots! Hooks! Shovels/spades! These were also all legitimately used in ancient Roman combat.
Axes. We see like, two characters use axes in MCGA. There should be more. In a somewhat similar vein, hammers! Big war hammers! LT Musical!Silena had a big hammer and it was great.
Put some more variation in our swords/knives/daggers! Throwing knives! Maybe also throwing stars. Javelins! Lances! Tbh just throw stuff. Also unique types of blades, cause we’re technically not bound by Greco-Roman or even like, Indo-european. weapons. Even if we were, there’s lots of options. Like falx. Which i have just learned about but they look cool.
Brass knuckles. Claws. Maybe even some type of fang weapons. Don’t tell me you have an entire camp of teens trained by WOLVES and not a SINGLE ONE OF THEM went “wait hold on. i have an idea.”
Will Solace should get to use medical equipment in combat. As a treat. Imagine him wielding like, a bone saw or something. Really just saws in general seem like an intimidating weapon, even if not very practical.
Silly weapons. Give me a demigod with a pizza cutter. Frying pan. Misc sports equipment (Bring back Luke’s golf club!). Maybe even a discus? Give me Aphrodite kids making DIY flamerthrowers out of perfume and aerosol sprays. Anything.
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anyway here's a pseudo intellectual analysis of the vision quest outfits because i'm normal
The vision quest is interesting to me because it's an instance of the turtles individuality, especially how that shows in the garments they made for themselves.
Raph
Raph deviates the most from the norm, even changing the shape of his mask which feels representative of his feelings of being outcast and wanting to go off to do his own thing.
Most notably, his outfit has a lot of elements akin to alt, adult, or rebellious images, like his belt now resembling a harness, fishnets and his neck being tied off like a choker. It makes for a compelling statement on his desire to be different, be self expressive and individual, to be seen as an adult who can make his own choices and doesn't need to be coddled.
I think this also shows in how he traded his sai, which are typically not very sharp and used for self defense (though offensive techniques can also used), for flaming shredder blades, which are definitely very dangerous for both whoever he's fighting and himself. The fact he used them without hurting himself implies practice, careful use. Wisdom, perhaps. Tempering the fire for power as Splinter said.
(did i mention i think his head reminds me of a snake with its tongue out. that's very important. he looks like a snake with More Teeth for fighting. absolutely lethal)
Also I will briefly mention the implied sensory experience that was what I wanted this to be about. He has significantly more fabric squeezing and covering him, scratchy fishnets on his arms, almost every part of his face is covered except his mouth. Suggesting a sensory profile that he may enjoy pressure stimming, perhaps that goes hand in hand with the fact he's more aggressive in his sparring and fighting. Something to think about.
Donnie
I'm going to talk about Mikey later but i think it's interesting they both chose to paint themselves and wear some kind of armor to protect themselves.
Donnie's design speaks to me as someone who has so much creative energy buzzing inside him but also wants to hide. He seemed to be the most sensitive about the fact they're mutants, often downtrodden about being told he could never be with April because they're freaks, and this combined with that he Knows he's going to get hurt results in the mask. (also maybe he likes casey and his stupid mask maybe he likes it a lot maybe they're kissing on the mouth idk)
The mask and the paint feel very creative expression,very artist form. The desire to build upon a metaphorical blank canvas to make something Different. Straight up covering his face with a skull-esque image. Changing himself from the monster he was to a creature he wants to be (human, casey, etc.
And his choice to change his bo for an axe feels ever reminiscent of the "I can't fight advanced alien technology with a 7 foot staff" statement. Although his bo staff does have a blade now, he wanted More Blade. Just blade. He's giving serial killer energy. Mad scientist energy, even. The axe requires strength that he needs, and we all know from the vizioso incident that he would kill people on sight and this axe reflects that.
Also, the sensory profile: Potentially implies enjoying covered, being in dim spaces, enjoying having a solid material on his face and tolerating the feeling of paint on his skin.
Leo
Leo's interesting because he's the only one who kept his original weapons, and arguably deviated the least from his normal design. I think this a good example of Leo's autism behavior and his desire to keep things the same, holding onto the comfort of familiarity rather than taking the risk to jump into exploration.
The most notable difference being the bow and the arm garments (the guard and the elbow wrappings, likely to protect his arms from strain and the bow whiplash). I love how Leo adopted the bow to compensate for his knee being crapped out, a logical choice to focus on long distance range but still keeping his swords Just In Case (and probably internally hoping he'd still be able to use them well)
It shows Leo's leadership qualities, knowing when it's time to make sacrifices, adapting to new situations, changing for the better, and at the same time, the fear of the unknown and wanting to stay the same.
The sensory: Unlike Raph and Donnie, Leo's hood is a cowl neck. gee that's so interesting oh golly i wonder if something happened that made him not want something near his neck gee i wonder why
Mikey
And now I talk about Mikey's armor and paint. While I definitely think Mikey would wear armor to help keep himself safe because he gets hunted a lot, it also radiates "oh man do you know what would look SICK" and "Learn to be strong and calm, like the forest" "okay sensei got it ! *covers himself in wood*"
He chose wood pieces that still have branches sticking off of them, and with the way he painted his face and. general mutant turtle vibes. he looks more like a Creetur, shrekish. Mikey embraces the strange, the unheard of, the monsters and repulsive. Not covering himself with things to hide his turtle nature, but adding More to that nature. (perhaps we could interpret the paint and wood as camoflague, better blending in to his surroundings, being a better ninja)
I'm also reminded of the armor worn by samurais. A bold goal if intended, considering Mikey's inattentive and distracted behaviorisms. But perhaps that is what he aims to become, a noble and admired warrior, making logical choices to protect himself and trying to be better, growing up into a responsible and capable man. I will not mention the last ronin mikey i will not mention the last ronin mikey i will not
Enamoured by his choice of weapon as well. Splinter had specifically given nunchaku to Mikey, which makes me think the kusarigama blade attachments were a modification He made, likely to prove something to himself or his brothers, wanting to do more, as nunchaku are typically given to those in training to develop quick hand movements and good posture.
And then he has eliminated the chain entirely to just have a sickle of sorts. Sickles were traditionally used for agriculture and the same could be said for the kusarigama, but now they appear to have an association with assassination, once again bringing back this idea of wanting to be more dangerous, be taken seriously and doing more damage.
anyway
#is this anything#leonardo hamato#raphael hamato#donatello hamato#michelangelo hamato#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt 2012#analysis
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Jas (Jasmi Dagoth), a chimer born of the secret love between Indoril Nerevar and Voryn Dagoth, raised in the heat of Red Mountain and driven by a need to avenge her parents and her fallen House.
read the rest of her biography below!
Full name: Jasmi Dagoth
Date of birth: 14th of Rain's Hand, 1E 685 (April 14th)
Age: N/A (in human years she would be in her mid 30s)
Height: 6'0 (182cm)
Hair: Blonde/platinum blonde, reaches lower back, wavy and bushy, is usually kept loose even in battle
Eye colour: Salmon
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her, He/him in some situations (in stories, songs, rumors, fables etc.)
Orientation: Lesbian
Titles: Lord, Queen/King, Master (following the Dagoth custom of titles not being gendered)
Armour colours: Gold and deep red
Other: She has dimples, she's right-handed, she speaks from her chest with a loud and commanding tone, she wears masculine clothing, she rides her personal bull kagouti rather than a guar, she uses a one-handed ebony axe and a one-handed daedric sword
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Jas was still a child when her parents died at Red Mountain. Her parents kept her secret for obvious reasons, and the Tribunal had no knowledge of her existence. Before the final battle started, Voryn made sure that Jas would be safe at Kogoruhn with her aunts and uncles. Voryn's last thought before the power of the Tools consumed them was directed at Azura, imploring her to watch over their daughter. Voryn didn't live to see if Azura heard their plea, but perhaps Jas' still-golden skin is proof enough that Azura had granted her parent's dying wish. Or maybe it's merely proof that she's Nerevar's heir.
Jas spent her adolescence surviving post-war alongside Voryn's siblings (who have always guided and protected her), and training to be a warrior, and a queen. At first, she wanted nothing more than to see the Tribunal suffer for their crimes, but with age she realised that a violent approach would only help her lose the favour of the dunmer people, and that what she needs to do instead is to expose the Tribunal for what they really are, and for the crimes they had committed.
Jas is an extremely ambitious and headstrong womer, standing at 6 feet tall and donning heavy armour and an axe and sword in each hand. Her goals, while idealistic and seemingly impossible, are the only thing that's ever on her mind. She aims to both bring down the Tribunal and to restore House Dagoth to its former status. She also sees herself as the rightful heir of Morrowind and wants to take the throne for herself. She knows no rest, only planning and preparing for her next move. She doesn't tire easily.
To Jas, the ends justify the means. If intimidating, hurting, bribing and even killing a couple people brings her closer to achieving her goals, she's willing to sacrifice a few lives. However, she does have a strong sense of justice and aids civilians when her time allows, which also benefits her—making connections and gaining allies is never a waste of time. However, she is not above allowing herself to be manipulative and opportunistic at times.
Jas has no shame in her heritage and doesn't hide the fact she's a Dagoth. She proudly wears her family's sigil and clothing, and bitterly educates people on her House's history.
Jas has always looked up to Nerevar, her father, and she is almost a spitting image of him. Her skin is darker than his, and her eyes are fiery instead of silver, but her ideals and physical traits are similar to his. She is born under the sign of The Lord (in our world, she's an Aries sun/Leo moon/Sagittarius rising).
Nerevar taught Jas to fight (under Voryn's careful surveillance) ever since she was old enough to hold a weapon, but he never encouraged her to pursue the throne. While Nerevar despised his political line of work and didn't want his only child to follow in his footsteps, Jas has always dreamt big and has always had eyes on becoming a ruler one day.
Despite sharing her strong hatred for the Tribunal with Azura, Jas does not serve Azura and she does not approve of the nerevarine prophecy. She doesn't agree with her father's soul constantly being reincarnated into random strangers, some even younger than her, over and over again until one of them manages to do what she is already doing: bringing down the Tribunal and restoring her House. So, she takes her father's ring, and she keeps it safe with her. If the nerevarine wants it, they'll have to gain Jas' approval first.
As her kin started to hear Dagoth Ur's Song in the 2nd Era, they started becoming difficult to manage and to reason with. Thankfully, Jas met a woman in one of her travels, a Breton vampire named Lyric who impressed Jas with her abilities. Jas offered her a partnership: Lyric would have a safe home and cattle (the Sixth House cultists themselves) to feed on, as long as she uses her vampiric skills to keep the Sixth House members under control while Jas is away on "business", and as long as she doesn't kill any of them. Jas and Lyric also become romantic partners, and they form a strong bond.
After obtaining Lyric's loyalty, Jas also recruits a couple other people into her council: a half-dwemer, half-orsimer Scientist (she doesn't like the term "sorcerer") and her lover (a khajiiti guard girl), and Lyric's bosmer cousin who has a strange fascination with the Daedric Prince Hircine. Jas has use of all of them, and they all have something to gain from working for her (she pays very well, in both coin and knowledge).
Jas' feelings for the members of the Tribunal burn as hotly as Red Mountain itself. Though she had to be kept secret as a child, she still remembers watching Vivec visit Kogoruhn from her hiding spots. Nerevar told her many stories about Vivec, and how they were the closest thing he had to a family. When she faces Vivec again after her parents' death, Jas can't find it in her to hate them. Out of all members of the Tribunal, Vivec is the only one that Jas can find it in her heart to forgive. It's what her father would've wanted.
Her feelings towards Almalexia and Sotha Sil, however, aren't as forgiving.
Despite all of this, Jas can be very pleasant company. She's a mer who enioys life, socialising, and a good drink, and she maintains an optimistic attitude. While she's ambitious to an almost destructive level, she can also be understanding and non-judgmental, especially towards the opressed. She doesn't follow any Daedric Princes nor Divines, all she believes in is her own strength, and the loyalty of her closest allies.
Other art of her:
young Jas
younger Jas with a flaming chicken
adult Jas
#myart#jasmi dagoth#chimer oc#beware theres 1k words under that readmore 🥴 i had a lot to say about her and it still doesn't feel like enough haha#elder scrolls oc#tes oc
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Response to plot and prompt #2 Location: Leo's cabin
Ever since the storm, Leo had felt like something was amiss, like something terrible was going to happen. He knew that this was a sentiment that many people in Cardinal Hill shared, that he wasn’t alone in it, and he thought back to his conversation with Lorelei at the bar. It felt unnatural, and Leo thought he sensed some sort of magical energy crackling in the air. It was a constant threat, and while Leo felt great trepidation, he also was no longer surprised by the heavy feeling that often settled on his chest the last several days. So that was why when the wind started, Leo didn’t even rush inside.
Just like with the storm, Leo was outside when the wind started. He’d been chopping wood, part of him amused by the cliched image he was projecting right now. Shirtless, sweat dripping down his body, Leo chuckled to himself as he brought his axe down again, splitting the piece of wood in front of him in two. You’re not the typical pin-up boy, Leo thought, brushing his long hair out of his face and smirking. This definitely wasn’t a vanity thing, it was just that chopping wood was hard work. Living in the forest, Leo had as much as he could need, but he was preparing for the winter before it got too cold. Sure, he had central heating and other modern amenities in his cabin - it wasn’t exactly off-the-grid - but a cozy fire was nice, plus the cabin was drafty even with the heater going. Leo had learned that his first winter in the cabin. His arms were sore now though, and Leo had made good progress, amassing a large amount of wood stacked next to the cabin, so he decided that was enough for today.
As Leo went to set his axe down, a thought suddenly came to him, so strong that he paused in the act of laying down his axe. Here it comes, Leo thought, and just as he thought that, the wind started. It arrived as suddenly as the intrusive thought that had just warned Leo of its arrival, howling and whipping around him, his hair a mess as it flew wildly around his face. Leo had been in some serious windstorms, living through hurricanes and tornadoes both, but this wind felt different. In fact, it felt the way the storm had, like it had a mind of its own, like there was more than just the unpredictability of nature fueling it. And that more than the wind’s violence unsettled Leo deeply.
The wind picked up then, blowing leaves around him like confetti falling from the sky. But Leo didn’t run inside, instead staying rooted to the spot. His discarded shirt was lying on the ground nearby, but the wind picked it up, blowing it directly into his face. Quickly Leo grabbed hold of it, pulling it from his eyes only for the wind to immediately rip the shirt out of his hands, carrying it far away from him. But Leo was not concerned with the shirt, not when he heard a crack and looked to the tree towering over his cabin. And to his dismay, it wasn’t just a small branch that was breaking free: it was a huge one, a branch so large it could easily cave in his roof. Everything happened so fast then, the branch breaking completely from the tree, and Leo instinctively shouted and incantation, holding his hands out and willing his magic to just fucking work for a change. And to Leo’s surprise, it did: the branch stopped mid-descent, hovering in the air for just a second before Leo forced it go flying away from the cabin with another incantation and flick of his hand.
After the branch had fallen, Leo felt some of his old confidence returning, this being a reminder of his power. Once upon a time, he’d been a powerful witch, and that version of him still existed, even if it was muted by his drinking and his endless sorrow. He focused on the aged tree, his lips constantly moving, an endless mumble of words willing the tree to keep from destroying his home; it was all he had left. The tree remained in tacked, though it swayed so powerfully in the wind that Leo thought it might collapse completely. That was when Leo heard the voice, a shouting in his ears, one so startling that Leo fell to the ground, his incantations ceasing. The voice said, “The light will always be extinguished.” It didn’t take Leo long to understand the meaning of these words, though he hated that knew what they meant immediately.
When the wind had finally died down, the trees around his cabin all remained standing, even the ancient one that towered above his cabin and had threatened to destroy it - and Leo in the process. He wasn’t sure if it was because of his magic or not, but regardless, Leo was happy for that. But he wasn’t happy about the words that lingered in his mind. Although he didn’t want to believe that they were true, but Leo’s nightmare the other night had shaken him to his core. What if the voice was right? What if there was no fighting the darkness, and what if the light would always - invariably - go out?
What hope did Leo have then?
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#3 for Leo and both Ronjas :)
3. Ask them to describe their love interest. @gaymarasov
Leonia
Leo thinks Esther is the kindest, gentlest soul she has ever come across. Despite Leo's disgust upon meeting her for the first time, Esther was never unkind to her. She kept her fed and clothed and clean in her time in the dungeons, and she protected her from the wrath of her mother when she came home to find a turned hunter in her basement.
Originally, she found Esther's sweet disposition to be annoying, because how could anyone in a world like this be so kind? But it became clear to Leo that Esther had been raised in kindness, and thus, gave that kindness back wherever she could, even when times were hard and cold and everything had gone wrong.
It's rubbed off on Leo now too. Where before, she was more like her father--cold, uninterested in human connection outside her family, and quick to make snap decisions about people--she now tries to see the best in people and she tries to lead with kindness first, before turning to aggression.
She'll lay her life down for Esther in a heartbeat, though she hopes it will never come to that because she never wants to leave her alone and without her.
Ronja Sov
Ronja wouldn't call Strand a love interest, per se, because they're not dating or anything like that. They spend time together, they sleep together, sure, but that's all! She does love like her a lot, though.
She enjoys Strand's presence more than anything. Just sitting with her in her ship is nice. She loves to shoot shit with her, whether that's on Earth or in the Reef. One day, she'll get her on a horse, and tell her "see it's so much better than a Sparrow".
Feelings are hard, though. You can thank Mara for passing that particular neurosis onto her.
She also finds her to be a rock to keep her steady. It's a blessing to have, after almost a decade of turmoil that has left Ronja feeling like she's just about to be swept out to sea. Strand is the thing she knows she can always hold onto, even if they're not physically together.
Ronja Kinholm
Oh, what a whirlwind, Ronja and Em.
She was kidnapped, her mentor killed during the act, and then brought to a place that upended just about every belief she had about the world. And when Em was about to be taken from her for good, that was when she realized she couldn't go on without her in her life.
Em gave her the freedom she thought the Mage Guild could give her. Em is the reason she is still alive, ultimately, because if she had remained in Gaegia, the Mage Guild would have eventually bent to the will of the Prince, and she wouldn't have wanted to live as his wife.
Em is the husband any woman would want, without being a man, and that is perfect for Ronja. She keeps her safe, she keeps her warm in the cold winters of the North, she couldn't be more perfect in Ronja's eye.
Ronja finds her prowess with an axe or a sword to be attractive, rather than frightening. It proves to her that Em can keep her and their future children safe from harm, and she knows that that strength would never be turned on her... unless she wants it to be ;)
And she's roguishly handsome too. What more could a woman want?
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Alina in Wonderland 4 Chapter:The garden and the kingdom.
The characters were delighted by the rather beautiful garden. Later, they noticed the castle and realized that it was also a kingdom.
Cass:We got into the royal garden.
Alina:The Queen of hearts herself. Balan and Lance should be here.
Cal:Then it's all right.
The heroes searched the garden hoping to find Balan and Lance. They still admire the garden until they saw three cards that painted red roses in white.
Iben:Why do you paint flowers?
Card№1:How can I tell you? Our queen ordered white roses to be planted, and we fools planted red ones.
Card№2:If she saw it, our heads would cry (Trumpets sounded).
Card№3:(Scared) It's her.
The Queen of Hearts Herself and her subjects came out of the castle. She decided to see how her roses were doing.
Queen of Hearts:I need to know that everything is fine with my roses.
Servants:Yes.
Queen of Hearts:There should be no mistake.
Servants:Yes.
Queen of Hearts:And most importantly, they must be white as I asked.
Servants:Yes.
Rabbit:Everything will be fine with you.
But what was expected when she saw the red roses of the white ones, she raised a grudge.
Queen of Hearts:What is this?
Alina:Your Majesty, they wanted to-
Queen of Hearts:Everything is clear. (To the guardian) Chop off their heads!
Emma:Do not be afraid, (With friends hiding three cards in the bushes) you will not be offended.
The guards came up and noticed that three innocent cards were missing. They approached the Queen.
Guards:Heads are missing, Your Majesty.
Queen of Hearts:Fine. (She looked at the heroes) And who are you?
Alina:My name is Alina and these are my friends (Her friends took a sign with their names on it).
Queen of Hearts:Very pleasant. Shall we play golf?
The heroes heard the answer and nodded to each other.
Heroes:Let's play.
Queen of Hearts:(Points to Alina, Leo and Emma) The three of you will play.
Alina, Leo and Emma:Ok.
The heroes were at the golf course. The servants prepared obstacles and flamingos with hedgehogs instead of a golf club with a golf ball.
Leo:What are the rules of the game here?
Queen of Hearts:Very easy. You take a flamingo and shoot down a hedgehog over obstacles.
Sana:(Unhappy) Won't it hurt them?
Queen of Hearts:I don't care (She knocked down the hedgehog while it went through the obstacles and hit the net). It's your turn.
Alina realized that she was afraid to keep any bird. That made her best friends notice.
Yuri:What happened?
Alina:(Trembling) I'm just afraid to keep birds.
Emma:I didn't keep birds either, but I wasn't afraid.
Leo:So am I.
The servants gave the trio three flamingos. When they started playing, Alina was still trembling with fear. When the Flamingo twitched, she let go and hid behind her friends.
Alina:That's why I'm afraid.
As for the two of them, the Flamingo pecked Leo by his hair and Emma's Flamingo flew away.
Queen of Hearts:Chop off their heads, except for the new guests!
Wormsworth:Is it always customary for them to cut off heads?
Alina:I don't know, that's exactly what it is.
Cass:Look at this!
The head of a Cheshire cat appeared near the heroes.
Cheshire cat:Good afternoon guys. How was the trip?
Queen of Hearts:Who is it?
Alina:Please provide our friend the Cheshire cat.
Queen of Hearts:I don't like him. (Holds out his hand) Let him kiss my hand.
Cheshire cat:Thanks, but I don't feel like it.
Queen of hearts:The executioner! Chop off his head!
The executioner came out with an axe, but the heroes knew that the cat was magical. He was ready to chop it off, but he stopped.
Executioner:You can't chop off his head if he has nothing but his head.
Queen of Hearts:If he has a head, you can- (Everyone noticed That there is no Cheshire cat) well, I don't care. By the way. (To the heroes) I invite you to the court, for the jack.
Alina:Thank you. And... can I ask you a question?
Queen of Hearts:Report back.
Alina:Have you seen our friends Balan and Lance?
Leo:These are two maestros.
Queen of Hearts:Uh... no. We haven't seen him. (To servants) Let's go to the castle!
Everyone leaves except for the White Rabbit that the heroes were looking for came up to them.
White Rabbit:(Whisper) We actually saw it. They came to our garden.
Emma:Where are they?
White Rabbit:In the basement... (He looked at the queen, and then at the heroes) you will have to do it yourself. (He leaves quickly) I'll be cut off for this.
The heroes were shocked that their two maestros were in the basement.
Aero Acrobat:And how do we get into the castle with the scary guards ourselves?
Alina:I have an idea.
To be continued...
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Okay so I just watched catching fire and mockingjay part one. And I have new ideas and context.
(I will have more once the books are in my hands)
First I’m going to rearrange some characters
Cassandra and Casey are going to be from district 7 now. I was already tying Cassandra to Johanna, but I think the overall district feel just suits them better. Them being from the lumber district and having skills with axs and spears.
This means I will have to rewrite Casey’s games but I wasn’t satisfied with his game any way.
But now you must be wondering who is beetee as he is necessary for both catching fire and mockingjay. This was a big reason that I switched the characters around. I wanted an older character. I was thinking either Baxter Stockman from 2003 or Leatherhead from 2003. He seems older in that show and he is raised by the Ute on to be highly intelligent. Im leaning towards leather head as I like him more. But they will be from district 3
Usagi, Tomoe ame and Katauichi are all still from district 10. I’ve been thinking about giving them another victor.
Raph and the others are all from district 12.
But the biggest change besides where casey and Cassandra come from is a leosagi moment.
Their first kiss isn’t in district 13 anymore.
The night before the quarter quell.
Raph still hasn’t decided on any Alliances. Leo knows he needs them and Usagi has already promised to watch Raph’s back. But Leo knows Raph doesn’t trust Usagi, and he needs to come up with a way to make sure Raph won’t kill Usagi on sight.
Big mama had given Leo, mona, and Raph matching trinkets. Maybe instead of being all gold as in the original story she got them matching bracelets in their colors (Leo blue, Raph red, Mona pink and Big Mama lavender)
Leo sneaks down to Usagi’s floor to see him the night before they go into the arena. While they were all hoping for a smooth alliance the district 10 teen was surprised to see Leo so late. They had hoped he was announcing that his brother had finally decided to have them as allies (it would make the plan so much smoother)
Leo asks to talk to Usagi alone. The two slip into Usagi’s room for some semblance of privacy but they both know that they are probably being watched in some way.
The both try to start taking at the same time. There is so much to say. Usagi let’s Leo go first though.
Leo gives Usagi his bracelet telling him to show it to Raph as soon as he can. Raph might not trust Usagi but he trust Leo’s judgment and this is Leo declaring Usagi part of the team. That Leo trust Usagi completely
After Leo is done attacking the bracelet at holding Usagi’s hand, Usagi frames his face with his hand and pulls him into a quick kiss which surprises Leo but he tearfully returns.
Usagi pulls away just enough that their lips aren’t touching, but their foreheads are pressed together. They are so close that it’s not possible to see their lips moving between them. Usagi whispers as lowly as he can keeping his hands framing Leo’s face trying to shield them both as best he can. He doesn’t want what he’s about to say to be found on any camera or recording device.
He holds Leo’s close and in between soft kisses he begs him to do what ever Katsuichi asks of him. Usagi promises to get Raph out alive but Leo has to listen to Katsuichi.
Leo agrees and Usagi kisses him hard one last time before they part ways.
Leo’s not sure if Usagi meant any of that affection romantically or if it was just the best way to disguise their conversation.
To Usagi it might have been the last and only time he ever got to kiss the man he loved while also pleading his safety.
They won’t see each other again until after the rescue.
Last change Donnie is still gale, but some one asked about the rescue mission. Donnie is 100% on that mission. He almost didn’t get clearance but he is able to bully his way into it.
These are all my updates so far. But I know have way more context. Let me know what you guys think.
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Thinking of a Skyrim/general fantasy AU to sate my need to replay Skyrim when I can't currently run it on my computer.
-Splinter is the Jarl, may or may not still be a rat, I haven't decided.
-Raph is his housecarl and heir, always at his father's side, with a giant warhammer strapped to his back. (which he has never actually needed for combat, it's incredibly intimidating and Raph can dispatch pretty much anything with his fists)
-April is housecarl 2 and wields a crossbow and a kickass war axe with a magicka damage enchantment.
-Leo is his steward and captain of the hold guard and also secretly a spymaster kind of person, and a lot of people think he'd make a better jarl than Raph. He likes sticking to the advisor role though, the fancy chair isn't worth it. Skilled in one-handed and wields a sword, later dual-wields with fire and ice enchanted blades.
-Draxum is Splinter's court mage and loathes his court duties. He just wants to be left alone and be weird. He and Splinter absolutely hate each other and will avoid working together at all costs. They even time their meals so they're not in the hall at the same time.
-Donnie is supposed to be Draxum's apprentice and learning magic and alchemy under him. (Draxum requested him and Splinter agreed because he has too many heirs and he'd love to replace Draxum with one of his own sons-no one actually, like, consulted Donnie first) What actually happens is he pays attention to the lessons he cares about and then sneaks away to read or invent shit like medieval water heaters. Or just wanders around outside studying flora without telling anyone where he's going for several days. Wields an enchanted battlestaff with either an absorb health or paralyze enchantment.
-Mikey is training under Leo to take over as steward, because Leo is busy enough, and taking magic lessons from Draxum as well. He does pretty well with the public relations aspect of the job and even with managing supplies and logistics, but he struggles with bookkeeping and usually has someone check over the accounts to ensure his math is right. Uses a fire-enchanted bow and occasionally joins Donnie to wander through the countryside and pick flowers. Splinter has sent out troops to search for them/rescue them from bandits more than once. (they have never once needed rescuing)
#i'm imagining them in whiterun or maybe falkreath#if falkreath was a major hold and had a big court like dragonsreach#you know they'd all go feral over dragons#rottmnt#splinter#raphael#leonardo#donatello#michelangelo#april o'neil#baron draxum
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My rottmnt oc, Antonio!
He's a black-knobbed map turtle :)
Lil back story (bear in mind that I'm still actually watching the show and like 90 percent of the info I know is from fandom content so yeah)(and also spoilers for the story I plan to write for them):
So after splinter took the og 4 turtles Draxum somehow had enough materials to make one more turtle, which he does, but then a scientist from New York gets into his lab (like April does in the first episode) and steals a bunch of stuff, including the new turtle (poor Barry can't catch a break)
So the scientist takes the turtle back to the lab they work at, where they and their coworkers proceed to experiment on him as he grows up(from the ages of like 2-13) and at some point they give him a dictionary as enrichment. This ended up being a big mistake, because Antonio (they don't have a name yet, but imma call them by their name anyways) ends up using the dictionary to break open the case holding a fire axe (don't think to hard about how they managed to get close enough to do that, just roll with it lol), kills all the scientist, and escapes the lab.
When he gets out on the street it's golden hour, so he associates yellow with freedom and develops an affinity for the colour and they even finds a yellow pair of pants in an alley somewhere, but as he wanders he gets super dehydrated because ofc turtles need water (and also it's summer), and luckily when he starts to get ill it begins to pour. He then sees that the water is flowing into the sewers, so he goes down there and floats along the water and falls asleep (he's been wandering the streets for days without rest at this point).
Cut to the bois swimming and having fun (the bois are a little older here, Raph is 17, Leo n Don are 16, and Mikey is 15) and Raph is floating or something when a turtle bumps into him. He thinks it's his brother for a second, but then he sees their shell has spikes, and he does a head count, and there's suddenly 5 of them. So they kinda freak out about what to do with this random mutant passed out in the water wearing raggedy pants (with a fire axe tucked in them, but they don't know that). Eventually they take them home to make sure they're not dead and figure out who they are.
Antonio wakes up in a place he's never been, but he's surrounded by people who look vaguely like him and not like the scientists that basically tortured him all his life. So he doesn't immediately attack them and instead asks them questions. They eventually figure out that he's technically their brother, and eventually he really becomes a part of their family (and gets a fresh pair of pants, amongst other clothing items), but he has a butt load of trauma to work through first.
I'll make more content about their relationships with each member of the family and how they settle in later :)
(they also have a bit of a morality thing going on, since they see no problem in killing people that pose a threat to them)
#rottmnt oc#Antonio my beloved <3#that's gonna be their tag now#rottmnt#i have so much lore planned#i don't wanna reread this#so tell me if there's any typos or smthn#art
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Does wolf have any kinks? What are some of her turn ons?
Wolf is obviously not someone without kinks, but she also has not the words to properly describe what she likes and what she does not like. She likes to be a switch, even if she very much avoids beeing dominant because she is terrified of holding too hard to a partner and hurt them. She also is a little into Voyeurism in the manner that she like to watch her partner touch themselfs or tell her about their sexual stories, although the latter is probably only part of her dirty humor. In this manner she also enjoys a very good tease, especially if they are done in public and only noticeable for her. Some coy questions and witty hints in a normal conversation that would only be picked up by her, humorous innuendos, whispered plans of what one wnats to do with her when they are alone. Wolf does not like to be touched without her consent (especially when she is grabbed more roughly without former warning) so she is very focused on what she can see her partner doing and what they are using their words for. For the things she does not like: She is easily made uncomfortable and not attracted to very big, muscular, angry and commanding men for the obvious reason that that description fits Leo and Wolf does not like to be remainded of the person that had been her slaveowner for years. In fact its this kind of person she will actively go against like in an instinct. Be openly brutal, loud or easily irritated and you will notonly make Wolf get stubborn and snarky but very easily might end up with a dane-axe by your throat now that Wolf knows that she is very likely stronger than anyone around her and has the chance to protect people in which palce she had been once. There are reasons beside her upbringing and social Community (free republic tadingcity that is Pisa, living in a convent as a tightly knitted community with no social difference beside the Mother superior that had been voted into the position by the community, grown up in Cologne as a tradingknot wit a flourishing middleclass) why she does not like getting commanded around and beeing remainded of Leo is one of them. Its also easily noticeable about her, because the people presenting as masculine she is usually dating are either rather shy, openly nurturing and gentle, or witty and sly but not commanding, or pysically short. For the same reason you would be able to make her swing out of a window halfnaked if one would ever ask her to take part in bondage. She got her old chains molten and casted into a spider-shaped brooch by your friendly nieghbourhood toolsmith and occiaonally jeweller Hinze who has a strangely unending source of metal, silver and gold -*coughs*- , and she is not going back there in any form, even if it is for pleasure.
#best example of the men Wolf is usually dating would b Hinze who is not only the same height as her but also very much a weed.#Yes Hinze as black cat very much is the one who first steals the gold/silver/steel and then works it into different forms or melts it down.#he got his professional workplan planned out.Quiver before his economical efficiency.#werspinna#headcanon#thanks for the ask dear nonnie!#tw#trigger warning#tw: slavery
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