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tsunonotarou · 4 years ago

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AZUL, JADE, FLOYD

— asking them to be your fake boyfriend

summary: Reader rushes to Octavinelle urging to sign a contract with Azul, reader’s wish is to have one of them (Azul, Jade or Floyd) to become their fake boyfriend in order to get rid of a persistent student who kept bothering them.

: gender-neutral reader!

OCTAVINELLE

Azul weren’t particularly pleased when he was informed that someone barged into Mostro Lounge and started requesting for his presence, but oh well, they might just want to sign a contract, it’s a win for him, he gathered Jade and Floyd by his side

You dismissed Azul, didn’t even bother listening to the terms and conditions and tell him to “just get on with it”

He silently huffed at your behavior, but you’re the one who didn’t want to listen to the terms and conditions, your loss. You have no right to complain later

The Leech brothers raised their brows at you, what a bold one you are

“So, what is your wish?” Azul leaned back comfortably

“I want someone in your dorm to be my fake boyfriend because this little pest wouldn’t stop bothering me.”

Azul’s eyes widened, so did Jade’s and Floyd’s, though a grin quickly stretched out on the twins’ lips

“Heh~ this is an unusual request, Shrimpy! It sounds fun!”

“Indeed, Floyd. I have never heard of such wish during the time I’ve spent with Azul. Truly surprising.”

Azul comprehended the situation quickly, giving a light chuckle and a wave of hand, placing a pen down and of course, the contract

“Very well, I shall assign one of my dorm members to assist you.”

He halted when your hand slammed onto the paper, stopping his movements

“I don’t want just any dorm member,”

Azul didn’t felt good

“I want someone intimidating or has enough authority to get him off my ass.”

“...”

“More specifically, I want one of you guys.” You pointed at the three of them, who had their eyes wide open

Who do you choose?

Azul Ashengrotto

Jade Leech

Floyd Leech

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

“M-Me?” His calm demeanor faltered and stuttered, pointing a finger at himself to confirm your answer, his cheeks dusted light pink when you nodded firmly

He could hear held back laughs behind him, which he sent glares to the twins in return

He cleared his throat, sitting up straighter and stiffer. ��Well, then.”

He will always find you after class to make your “relationship” look more realistic and kind of indirectly telling people that you’re together or get the idea of it

He’ll also have lunch with you while trying his best to ignore teasing gazes from the Tweels

If you tell him it’s fine and he doesn’t have to stick with you all the time, he’ll dismiss it and say it’s better to get the job done earlier and hides the fact that he quite enjoy his time with you

You assume that they didn’t dare to talk to you because Azul’s with you, and that was true as they suddenly dragged you to a corner when you’re alone walking

They talked about how they didn’t know you were acquainted with Azul and demands an explanation, just being very rude and confusing in general

“Ah~ I see. So you are the one who Y/N mentioned.” The familiar voice made you sigh in relief while they froze in fear

Azul would place a gentle hand on your waist, securing you close as he looks down on the cowering student, a smile that didn’t reach his eyes quickly turned into a bored stare

“I’d appreciate it if you would stop pestering my lover.” The cold gaze and intimidating aura from Octavinelle’s dorm head had them scurrying off after a series of stuttered apologies

Azul made sure they’ve gone far away before quickly making space between you two to not make you uncomfortable, faking a cough as the front he put up dissolved

“So, for payment...”

He states that he has not made up his mind about what the payment will be, but he’s internally debating whether to ask you out on a date as payment or not ;)

Since Azul often visits you after class, even when this whole incident has thankfully stopped, he still finds you after class out of habit

And when he realized he just stood there blushing while enduring your smile

Maybe this will be the start of your story together

JADE LEECH

“Oh? Me?” STOP FUCKING RAISING YOUR EYEBROWS IM FUDHDKSOFJSO

He’d agree to help without a second thought because this might be amusing

He sticks by your side now, literally

You tried politely telling him how just following you around won’t do anything, he’s like a butler

He raised a brow before a smirk stretched on his lips, the next thing you knew you find yourself trapped in between him and the solid wall

Leaning down to get eye level with you, he mused. “Are you indicating something more...intimate?”

You fainted

After that he started to get more serious as you just realize that he was playing around all the while, now only truly intending to help you with your problem

He walks you to class everyday, making sure you’re in the classroom before going off to his own class

Of course he made sure to leave gentle caresses here and there, on your cheeks, hands, arms or lightly fixing your hair for you

These small yet loud gestures attracted attention, they would definitely catch wind of it. Once they knew you’re acquainted with Jade they’d immediately stop their disturbing chase, avoiding you now, even

But Jade wouldn’t let his fun die so soon, he knew they had been staring all this while, sneaking around stealing glances and followed you two

He’d personally find them to have a good talk, asking why were they bothering you exactly

Jade threatened gave them a light warning, as if scolding little kids with that charming smile and unusually calm tone of his

It wasn’t long before his face twisted into a sadistic expression along with a as equally sadistic grin, as if making fun of their foolish and pathetic self

During the time he spent with you made him know you more as a person and he finds you entertaining

Maybe he’ll invite you to Mostro Lounge when he’s done dealing with this pest, treating you to a cup of tea or a beverage of your liking and continue on with the conversation you two left off earlier

FLOYD LEECH

“Heh~? Me? Okay, I’ll squeeze them for you, Shrimpy!”

Clings to you 24/7, partly because of the need to guard you but mostly because of how soft you are and he just loves squishing you

He demands asks you to go to his basketball trainings/games, have lunch together under a large tree and just generally playing around with each other

You sometimes think that he forgot what all this was about, you’re not complaining, though, it’s fun being with Floyd

Really touchy, likes resting his chin on your head while he puts his arms on your shoulders and basically placing his entire weight on you

Your interactions, of course, were noticed by others

Floyd was waiting for them, the “annoying person” you were talking about, but they just won’t come out! Maybe they’re set on hiding when he’s near you

It was one of the rare times when you were alone without Floyd by your side and unsurprisingly, they came and started babbling like nothing’s wrong, making you extremely uncomfortable with their subtle touches

Their wrist was grabbed harshly, Floyd’s long fingers gripping around it so hard you swear it would’ve broke if he went any further, Floyd’s expression was dangerous, eyes wide as he glares down on them, a visible frown on his face

His smile only appeared when he faces you, telling you to wait for him in the interior hallway

You were uncertain but did as he told

It took a while for Floyd to come back to you, maybe he took his time toying with them

Acts as if nothing happened, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and leading you away to the cafeteria or Mostro Lounge

“Shrimpy~ they were no fun, you know? Weren’t even fun to squeeze!”

Cupping your hands around his face and squish it lightly while giving him your cute smile definitely cheers him up, so do that

If you do that, he’ll immediately make the both of you sit down on the ground (no matter where you are at that moment) and pull you in, his legs are long enough to circle around you so you’re kinda sitting in his little bubble of area if you know what I mean

He considered placing you on his lap but it’s probably too soon for that now, he’ll save it for next time

He grabbed your hands once more and placed them on his cheeks, continue what you were doing before! It’s cute and he likes it

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olderthannetfic · 4 years ago

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I'm a Chinese, nationally and racially. Racial projection seems to be a common practice in western fandom, doesn't it? I find it a bit... weird to witness the drama ignited upon shipping individuals with different races, or the tendency to separate characters into different "colors" even though the world setting doesn't divide races like that. Such practice isn't a thing here. Mind explaining a bit on this phenomenon?

Sure, I can try. But of course, fish aren’t very good at explaining the water they swim in.

Americans aren’t good at detecting our own Americanness, and a lot of what you’re seeing is very much culturally American rather than Western in general. (In much of Europe, “race” is a concept used by racists, or so I’m told, unlike in the US where it’s seen more neutrally.) Majority group members (i.e. me, a white girl) aren’t usually the savviest about minority issues, but I’ll give it a shot.

The big picture is that most US race stuff boils down to our attempts to justify and maintain slavery and that dynamic being applied, awkwardly, to everyone else too, even years after we abolished slavery.

There’s a concept called the “one drop rule” where a person is “black” if they have even one drop of black blood.

We used to outlaw “interracial” marriage until quite recently. (That meant marriage between black people and white people with Asians and Hispanic people and others wedged in awkwardly.) Here’s the Wikipedia article on this, which contains the following map showing when we legalized interracial marriage. The red states are 1967.

That’s within living memory for a ton of people! Yellow is 1948 to 1967. This is just not very long ago at all. (Hell, we only fully banned slavery in 1865, which is also just not that long ago when it comes to human culture.)

Why did we have this bananas-crazy set of laws and this idiotic notion that one remote ancestor defines who you are? It boils down to slavery requiring a constant reaffirming that black people are all the same (and subhuman) while white people are all this completely separate category. The minute you start intermarrying, all of that breaks down. This was particularly important in our history because our system of slavery involved the kids of slaves being slaves and nobody really buying their way out. Globally, historically, there are other systems of slavery where there was more mobility or where enslaved people were debtors with a similar background to owners, and thus the people in power were less threatened by ambiguity in identity.

Post-slavery, this shit hung around because it was in the interests of the people in power to maintain a similar status quo where black people are fundamentally Other.

A lot of our obsession with who counts as what is simply a legacy of our racist past that produced our racist present.

The other big factor in American concepts of identity is that we see ourselves as a nation of immigrants (ignoring our indigenous peoples, as usual). A lot of people’s families arrived here relatively recently, and we often don’t have good records of exactly where they were from, even aside from enslaved people who obviously wouldn’t have those records. Plenty of people still identify with a general nationality (”Italian-American” and such), but the nuance the family might once have had (specific region of Italy, specific hometown) is often lost. Yeah, I know every place has immigrants, and lots of people don’t have good records, but the US is one of those countries where families have on average moved around a lot more and a lot more recently than some, and it affects our concepts of identity. I think some of the willingness to buy into the idea of “races” rather than “ethnicities” has to do with this flattening of identity.

New immigrant groups were often seen as Other and lesser, but over time, the ones who could manage it got added to our concept of “whiteness”, which gave them access to those same social and economic privileges.

Skin color is a big part of this. In a system that is founded on there being two categories, white owners and black slaves, skin color is obviously going to be about that rather than being more of a class marker like it is in a lot of the world.

But it’s not all about skin color since we have plenty of Europeans with somewhat darker skin who are seen as generically white here, while very pale Asians are not. I’m not super familiar with all of the history of anti-Asian racism in the US, but I think this persistent Otherness probably boils down to Western powers trying to justify colonial activities in Asia plus a bunch of religious bullshit about predominantly Christian nations vs. ones that are predominantly Buddhist or some other religion.

In fact, a lot of racist archetypes in English can be traced back to England’s earliest colonial efforts in Ireland. Justifying colonizing Those People because they’re subhuman and/or ignorant and in need of paternalistic rulers or religious conversion is at the bottom of a lot of racist notions. Ironic that we now see Irish people as clearly “white”.

There are a lot of racist porn tropes and racist cultural baggage here around the idea of black people being animalistic. Racist white people think black men want to rape/steal white women from white men. Black women get seen as hypersexual and aggressive. If this sounds like white people projecting in order to justify murder and rape... well, it is.

Similar tropes get applied to a lot of groups, often including Hispanic and Middle Eastern people, though East Asians come in more for creepy fantasies about endlessly submissive and promiscuous women. This nonsense already existed, but it was certainly not helped by WWII servicemen from here and their experiences in Asia. Again, it’s a projection to justify shitty behavior as what the party with less power was “asking for”.

In porn and even romance novels, this tends to turn up as a white character the audience is supposed to identify with paired with an exotic, mysterious Other or an animalistic sexy rapist Other.

A lot of fandoms are based on US media, so all of our racist bullshit does apply to the casting and writing of those, whether or not the fic is by Americans or replicating our racist porn tropes.

(Obviously, things get pretty hilarious and infuriating once Americans get into c-dramas and try to apply the exact same ideas unchanged to mainstream media about the majority group made by a huge and powerful country.)

Politically, within the US, white people have had most of the power most of the time. We also make up a big chunk of the population. (This is starting to change in some areas, which has assholes scared shitless.) This means that other groups tend to band together to accomplish shared political goals. They’re minorities here, so they get lumped together.

A lot of Americans become used to seeing the world in terms of “white people” who are powerful oppressors and “people of color” who are oppressed minorities. They’re trying to be progressive and help people with less power, and that’s good, but it obviously becomes awkward when it’s over-applied to looking at, say, China.

Now... fandom...

I find that fandom, in general, has a bad habit of holding things to double standards: queer things must be Good Representation™ even when they’re not being produced for that purpose. Same for ethnic minorities or any other minority. US-influenced parts of fandom (which includes a lot of English-speaking fandom) tend to not be very good at accepting that things are just fantasy. This has gotten worse in recent years.

As fandom has gotten more mainstream here, general media criticism about better representation (both in terms of number of characters and in terms of how they’re portrayed) has turned into fanfic criticism (not enough fics about ship X, too many about ship Y, problematic tropes that should not be applied to ship X, etc.). I find this extremely misguided considering the smaller reach of fandom but, more importantly, the lack of barriers to entry. If you think my AO3 fic sucks, you can make an account and post other fic that will be just as findable. You don’t need money or industry connections or to pass any particular hurdle to get your work out there too.

People also (understandably) tend to be hypersensitive to anything that looks like a racist porn trope. My feeling is that many of these are general porn tropes and people are reaching. There are specific tropes where black guys are given a huge dick as part of showing that they’re animalistic and hypersexual, but big dicks are really common in porn in general. The latter doesn’t automatically mean you’re doing the former unless there are other elements present. A/B/O or dubcon doesn’t mean it’s this racist trope either, not unless certain cliched elements are present. OTOH, it’s not hard for a/b/o tropes to feel close to “animalistic guy is rapey”, so I can see why it often bothers people.

A huge, huge, huge proportion of wank is “all rape fantasies are bad” crap too, which muddies the waters. I think a lot of people use “it’s racist” as an easy way to force others to agree with their incorrect claims that dubcon, noncon, a/b/o, etc. are fundamentally bad. Many fans, especially white fans, feel like they don’t know enough to refute claims of racism, so they cave to such arguments even when they’re transparently disingenuous.

Not everyone here thinks this way. I know plenty of people offline, particularly a lot of nonwhite people, who think fandom discourse is idiotic and that the people “protecting” people or characters of color are far more racist than the people writing “bad” fic or shipping the wrong thing.

But in general, I’d say that the stuff above is why a lot of us see the world as white people in power vs. everyone else as oppressed victims, interracial relationships as fraught, and porn about them as suspect. Basically, it’s people trying to be more progressive and aware but sometimes causing more harm than good when those attempts go awry.

#Anonymous

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fantastic-bby · 3 years ago

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Han Jisung's Crappy Guide: Surfing Into Hearts (Teaser)

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Pairing: (F)Reader x Jisung

Word count: 1.7k

Genre: College AU | Surfer!Jisung

Summary: Jisung has a very questionable guide in trying to win hearts, one of the issues with it is that it only consists of really bad flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. The other issue with it is that he's never actually put it into play because he's always waiting until he feels that special spark with someone...

Warnings: -

Publish date of full fic: 8th August

Overall word count: 22.4k

Full fic warnings: Brief physical fighting | Mentions of getting high | Jisung has what I think is the equivalent of an obsessed fan

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…Han Jisung: sought out by the entire campus, has a very questionable guide in stealing and breaking hearts. It honestly consists of being really bad at flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. With the entire campus essentially wrapped around his pinky, Jisung could have anyone he wanted. The only problem is that he also has the only person on campus he refuses to sleep with again coming after him.

“Uh oh, Hyemi incoming.” Hyunjin mimics the whistle of a bomb falling from the sky before making a ‘pwoosh’ sound with his mouth just as the dreaded person approaches their table. Jisung can feel his entire being wanting to shrivel up into a ball and disappear just as she opens her mouth.

“Hey Jisung,” Hyemi greets with her ever so sickeningly sweet voice. She pushes her long brown hair over her shoulder, the other resting on her hip as she completely ignores the other two that are at the same table as Jisung. “It’s already Autumn.”

“Is it?” Minho gasps, fauxing surprise, “and here I thought it was still Spring. Thank you so much for reminding me, Hyemi.” If sarcasm had a physical form, it would be pouring out of his mouth and pooling on the white wooden table, but Hyemi completely ignores him.

“It means that the Autumn Night Fair is back. How about you and I go and check it out? Have something to eat, play some games, ride the ferris wheel,” she hums.

“Not interested,” Jisung says simply. “I’m already going with my friends and we’ve already invited Yeji and her friends to come along, so… that’s already a whole group.”

“Oh come on, you can make room for one more,” Hyemi persists.

Jisung lets out a small sigh as he stands up, adjusting the strap of his bag onto his shoulder with one hand and picking up the food tray with the other. “I’m not interested,” he repeats. “I’ve already told you, it’s not going to work out. Stop trying.” Jisung walks past her, leaving Minho and Hyunjin to pick up their stuff as well.

“Sorry, Hyemi,” Minho chuckles as the two leave the table to follow Jisung. Hyunjin and Minho catch up to him only after he’s pushed through the glass door of the cafeteria and is already making his way to the entrance of the Student Union building.

“HanJi, wait up!” Hyunjin calls, making Jisung stop to turn around. His face is straight and honestly, he looks bored. Jisung’s had his fill of having students fawn over him to the point where he doesn’t even care anymore—Hyemi is no exception. She’s been trying for three years and Jisung’s gotten so tired of her that he’s blocked all of her contacts to stop her from trying to message him.

“Christ, she really won’t take no for an answer huh?” Minho chuckles as they start walking together.

“I thought that sleeping with her and ghosting her would work because there really wasn’t any other way, but I guess even that doesn’t work,” Jisung sighs. As shitty as it sounds, Jisung only sleeps and ghosts people as a last resort. He's actually only done it once… with Hyemi. “I don’t understand why she still tries. It’s like everywhere I go, she’s there and she’s trying to crawl through the damn zipper of my pants.”

Hyunjin and Minho exchange a sympathetic look. They know just how hard he’s tried to get her off of him and they also know that it’s gotten to the point where Jisung doesn’t even care anymore. Every time she approaches him, he either ignores her or just walks away.

“When was the last time you even dated someone?” Hyunjin asks, looking at Jisung curiously.

“High school,” Minho answers for him and Jisung nods as clarification. “Ji hasn’t had a proper relationship since high school.”

“I haven’t had a connection with anyone yet,” Jisung says while shrugging. The funny thing about Jisung is that he’s totally willing to sleep with anyone, but he hasn’t actually found someone he’s properly had ‘The Connection’ with yet, and Jisung sticks by only getting into a proper, committed, and serious relationship only if he feels ‘The Connection’ with.

“He basically has commitment issues and no one’s been able to push through them. He didn't even like his ex that much, he just dated her because he wanted the 'experience'.” Jisung smacks Minho on the arm and it makes the older man laugh.

“I do not have commitment issues,” Jisung argues.

“Sure, okay,” Minho rolls his eyes. “So, that time you freaked out because your ex confessed that she actually liked you isn’t enough to prove that you’re not ready for a committed relationship?”

“Doesn’t mean I have issues!”

“Mhm, whatever you say, Hannie,” Minho chuckles. They both turn to Hyunjin when he becomes strangely quiet only to see him on his phone.

"Uhm, turn back around,” Hyunjin blurts out right before he turns around and runs straight back into the cafeteria, leaving Minho and Jisung watching in confusion. They follow the designer and when they’re inside of the cafeteria, there’s a crowd gathered around Yeji and Hyemi.

“You’re fucking crazy!” Yeji hisses as she pulls her wet white shirt away from her torso to stop it from sticking. “I didn’t even do anything to you!”

“What the fuck?!” Hyunjin exclaims as he grabs onto Hyemi’s hand that still has the plastic cup grasped.

“Oh my god,” Minho groans.

“I’ll handle it,” Jisung mutters as he hands his backpack to Minho before taking his jacket off. He pushes through the crowd until he reaches Yeji and lays the jacket over her shoulders, “come on.” They’re both certain that if looks could kill, Yeji would have daggers sticking out of her torso from Hyemi’s glare. Jisung decides against saying anything to Hyemi and, instead, guides Yeji towards the cafeteria doors with Minho and Hyunjin following.

“Are you alright?” Hyunjin asks once they’ve pushed past the doors.

“I’m fine,” she huffs. “Good thing Lia texted you. I’m pretty sure she would’ve hit me for just being friends with you.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Jisung sighs while taking his bag back from Minho.

“Nothing to apologise for,” Yeji shakes her head with a reassuring look on her face, “it’s not your fault. You’ve already turned her down about… I don’t know, a billion times? She’s the one who chooses her actions, not you.”

“I still feel kinda guilty since, you know…”

“Ji, it’s nothing to worry about—I promise,” Yeji flashes him a small smile. “If anything, have you seen Ryujin angry? She isn’t the MMA vice president for nothing, you know.”

The sound of the cafeteria doors being pushed open followed by Lia’s, “wait up!” Makes the four of them stop and turn around to see Lia and Chaeryeong chasing after them.

“Gosh, I can’t believe she did that just because you’re friends with Jisung,” Chaeryeong huffs when they start walking once again.

“I’m not even dating you—it’s getting tiring,” Yeji mutters, hands wrapping the front of Jisung’s jacket around herself tighter. “I shouldn’t have worn white today, huh?”

“It’s okay, we’ll accompany you to your dorm,” Lia reassures her while linking her arm around Yeji’s elbow. “It’s not like we have any classes after this.”

“Mhm!” Chaeryeong hums as she links onto Yeji’s other elbow.

“Where is Ryujin anyway?” Hyunjin asks when he notices the lack of the group’s most prominent presence. Shin Ryujin, vice president of the MMA club is also one of the better known students on campus. She’s more known for just being outright chaotic as well as her habit of standing up for her friends.

"Committee meeting with Felix," Lia answers.

“Thanks for the jacket,” Yeji turns around once they’re out of the Student Union building. “I’ll pass it to Hyunjin later.”

“It’s fine,” Jisung smiles. “Just take care. If anything happens, text Hyunjin and we’ll send Felix to beat her up or something.”

“We’ll be fine,” she shakes her head with laughter before bidding the guys goodbye and leaving in the direction of her dorm building. Jisung feels a bitter feeling in his chest as he watches Yeji walk.

As much as his friends tell him that he’s not responsible for anything that Hyemi does to them, he can’t help but always feel guilty whenever something happens. It’s been this constant cycle where he goes from thinking of dating her for the sake of protecting his friends or just ignoring her until he graduates.

There’s a few things that actually stops Jisung from dating her. 1. She’s crazy. 2. He’s been turning her down since their first year. 3. She splashed water on Yeji for being friends with him. Jisung has a feeling that if he ever did date her, then he wouldn’t have been able to actually hang out with his friends anymore.

“Are you surfing today?” Hyunjin turns to Minho.

“Most likely,” he nods. “Jisung?”

“Hmm?”

“Surfing today?” Minho asks.

“Yeah, but I’m stopping by Felix’s place later. He has one of my sunglasses,” Jisung says.

“I need to check on Kkami, so I’ll see you guys at the beach,” Hyunjin waves at them before heading in the same direction that Yeji, Lia and Chaeryeong went—making Minho and Jisung wonder why he didn’t just follow them before since he and Yeji live in the same building. Everyone wonders how Hyunjin manages to house a dog in his on-campus dorm, but he’s always just said not to worry and that Kkami isn’t that loud.

Minho and Jisung bid their goodbyes before Minho walks in the opposite direction of Hyunjin to head to his dorm and Jisung heads to the campus gates. His house is only a few minutes walk from campus which bodes well for him since he doesn’t need to move away from his family. He keeps himself preoccupied with trying to detangle his white earphones while he walks, hands pulling and tugging at the white wire until he accidentally bumps into someone.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry,” he apologises. Jisung’s slightly surprised when he’s faced with a student he’s never seen before.

“It’s fine, I think we were both a bit busy,” you chuckle as you lift your own tangled earphones.

“O-Oh yeah,” Jisung laughs awkwardly. Before he can even ask who you are, you’ve already started walking past him. He watches as you do. You’re definitely new.

The campus isn’t too big that you wouldn't know anyone outside of your circle, but it’s small enough that you can recognise all of the students at least by face or voice. However, Jisung’s never seen you before, nor has he ever heard your voice before; which leaves him wondering as he turns back around and continues his walk to the gates.

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juliantaylor · 3 years ago

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ᴊᴜʟɪᴀɴ ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ; ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

is that regé-jean page on campus? oh no, that’s julian taylor. from seattle, washington & new york, new york, the 24 year old has come to study law (juris doctorate graduate program). rumor has it he is charming and alluring, but manipulative and destructive, which is why he is known as the casanova. he resides in yorks and can’t wait to graduate.

although not explained in absolute depth, please note the following triggers: mentions of child abuse & neglect, mentions of eating disorders, illicit substance abuse

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statistics !

full name: julian taylor

birthday: november 5th, 1996 (24 years old)

sign: scorpio

height: 5’11”

ethnicity: english and zimbabwean

nationality: british

place of birth: london, england

places lived: moved to seattle, washington when he was 13; moved to new york, new york when he was 18.

accents: british

sexual orientation: heterosexual

undergraduate degree: pre-law & political science from NYU

graduate degree (currently majoring in): law (juris doctorate program)

occupation: self-defense and boxing instructor at soulstice gym

positive traits: charming, ambitious, protective, likable, candid, spontaneous, outgoing, honest

negative traits: resentful, destructive, manipulative, possessive, guarded, blunt

pre-existing connections: arden (ex-girlfriend from high school), amber-jade (her former client from new york city)

backstory !

born in london, england to a well known lawyer and plastic surgeon…and being the old child, one would think julian had it all — but he didn’t. while a normal household was filled with love and joy, his was filled with success and wealth. and that’s all that mattered. there was no room for joy, as recognitions, honors, and awards came in for both parents like wildfire. julian was often left with a nanny, the closest thing he has to a true, loving mother. and when his nanny wasn’t around, he was alone.

he had spent most of his time watching karate kid over and over again, and mimicking the moves that were made throughout the movie…while breaking almost every piece of glass in his home during the process. because of this, and due to the recommendation of his nanny, his parents put him into his first of two sports. starting from the age of five, he found love in taekwondo — and taekwondo found love in him. he was a natural, but being in the sport that he loved cost him a price. his well being and confidence.

starting from the age of 8, his master thought it was time to start competing, and his father couldn’t have agreed more. but with this, julian quickly met the overly competitive, always on top and always winning father. and things quickly went downhill. for years, julian was pushed to his absolute limit by his father, training session after training session, practice after practice — all to be the best. because there was no room for love and joy in the taylor household, only room for wealth and success. julian was only allowed to bring home gold medals from competitions — that was what he had to do to get the love of his father, who actually would take time out of his busy schedule to come “support” him during competitions and practice. his mom was always too busy with her patients and practice to pay him any mind. and when he didn’t bring home the gold, even if it was silver, his life would be hell until the next competition. we’re talking about, hours upon hours at a time of training and conditioning, pushing julian until he was crouched over a toilet, throwing up from how overwhelmed his body was. extreme dieting, being given only sources of protein and vegetables, with the occasional whole grain and complex carbs. his father knew how to win, and he knew how to get julian there — and it was by pushing him to his absolute limit. because of this, julian doesn’t take losing well, and he will beat himself up hard just because that’s what he’s been conditioned to do.

this continued to go on for years and years, until his father and mother decided it was best to move to the states. his father’s firm and pro-bono services for those who aren’t privileged had gone international, and his mother was one of the best plastic surgeons in the world (all the ladies and men wanted her, and her only). so they brought their services to seattle, washington. julian was only 13 years old, and he was ripped away from the only mother figure he had.

julian had continued to do taekwondo up until his move to american, which is when he transitioned into boxing. and as per usual, he was a natural. and as per usual, there was no room for failure. his fathers obsession with his family being at the top always persisted, and so the unhealthy habits continued, forcefully.

you’ll thank me one day, son. when you’re out there traveling the world, receiving all those gold medals and being with the best of the best, you’ll thank me. you can make great britain and even america so proud, but only if you win.

julian quickly rose to the top, winning state, national, and even international competitions/fights. he was a force to be reckoned with. he was scouted by an olympic trainer, and began training for the 2016 olympics at the age of 16. he was making his father proud, so he thought.

he stood in seattle until his high school graduation, which is when he then moved to new york city in 2015. he was 18 years old. he mainly moved to new york to train with some of the best of the best. and after years of hard work, he found his way to the 2016 summer olympics in rio, in which he represented team usa. he was 19 years old. and he did what his father sent him to do — he won, and he won a lot. bringing home a gold medal in the heavyweight competition amongst other events, julian taylor became one of the best boxers in the world. there is no room for love and joy in the taylor household, only room for wealth and success.

as new york city was his home training spot, julian decided to go back there after the olympics was all said and done. and considering he was on top of the world, rolling in both the wealth that came from him and his father, he was able to distance himself from his parents. they still talk, but julian doesn’t allow them to control him anymore. instead, he controls and abuses himself now.

academic life !

like in his sports, julian always excelled in school. he didn’t really care much for school, but he was naturally damn good at it. because he couldn’t be anything less than great in everything. he always got perfect grades, and graduated as one of the top in his class in both high school and college.

considering that he took a million advanced placement and college courses in high school, he was ahead of the game. but still, he took about a year off from university in order to train for the olympics. he took two years off in order to enjoy his life and run wild, while also training, and didn’t decide to go back to school until he was 21. he started college in the fall of 2018. he graduated in 2020 with his undergraduate degree in pre-law and political science from NYU in just two short years, at the age of 23. during uni, he was able to balance training with school. he didn’t work a job, but instead two — school and training were his jobs. and he did them full time.

after taking yet another break, julian has decided to begin his juris doctorate, which is a three year graduate program. luckily enough for him (and arden (;), monarch has one of the best law programs in the country. however, this is only because he got into a car accident in late 2020, which resulted in him needing to get surgery on his shoulder in march of 2021. he was supposed to go to the 2020 summer olympics in tokyo this summer, but was forced to step down as he didn’t pass physical therapy and didn’t heal in time.

familial life !

while he’s obviously not close with either of his parents, he’s extremely close with his old nanny. she is basically his mother figure, and has took him in as her own family numerous times (despite her having her own children and life, she made sure that he got to feel some of the love her kids felt). after moving to the united states, he often would spend a month of his summer in england with her, and would go there for christmas every year. he still makes it a point to fly out and visit her as much as he possibly can, even during school and training.

personal life !

he’s a huge partier, and a huge ladies man. when he’s not training, he’s partying. but he doesn’t do the trashy bar/house parties, but instead he really love to spend his fathers money. you’ll catch him at some of the most beautiful, fancy, yet wild clubs around. the clubs that are typically for the rich, and nothing less. you’ll find him doing lines of coke on the bodies of strippers that he would soon take in the bathroom, car, or private room for a quick and easy fuck. you’ll find him drinking the finest of drinks, the most expensive of drinks.

he’s only ever had a total of two girlfriends, arden and another girl he met in new york that he just broke things off with. he doesn’t really take relationships seriously, and often times comes off as emotionless. there’s no room for love and joy, only wealth, success, and anger. he’ll take care of you physically and sexually, but don’t expect him to take care of you emotionally. he lives for the thrill and chase, though.

personality !

did someone say toxic men?!!!!! did someone say bad boy?!!!!!!

he’s fun, wild, spontaneous, and lord knows he knows how to have the best time…but he’s also dangerous.

he’s the one to break your best friends heart, in which you tell them to not go back and they agree with you because they know it’s wrong….just for them to go back days later.

he’s the one to get into fights with guys that even dare to look at his girl, but then be the one to steal someone else’s girl…even if he has one of his own.

he’s the one to literally curse you out if you even try to come at him sideways. a spitfire with absolutely no filter.

but!!!!! he’s very charming and knows how to talk his way around.

disclaimer: he can also be a good friend and a bit of a softie once you break down those vicious walls.

mental health !

as you probably have noticed by now, the man is extremely fucked up. he has developed the unhealthy habits his father forced upon him from a very young age, so he does suffer from some form of an eating disorder…but he has no recognized this. he’s a huge health bean (except for the liquor and drugs). catch him at the gym every day and not even bothering to look at a donut.

illicit substance use !

the man drinks, and he drinks a lot. he also smokes a lot, and does coke occasionally (and by this, we’re talking about every weekend). he has always passed his drug tests due to buying other people’s urine (major yikes). he’s used to getting away with everything now.

#monarchintro #bio #i always say i'm not gonna do a long intro #and then i do the longest intro aufhrgiuhrseigh #anyways come plot with me for my new bby!!!!

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musutofu · 6 years ago

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【 Dating Hawks 】

Takami has a certain distaste for formalities even upon first meetings, and though he means well, the lack of formal greetings and introductions especially in a place like Musutafu, Japan doesn’t make for the best first impression. His rank as Number 2 Hero makes the informalities easier to forgive since Heroes are known for their friendly demeanors, yet Takami is laid back almost to the point of cockiness. It rubs you the wrong way and his first greeting leaves a bad taste in your mouth. There isn’t just one thing that he did to deter you, it was his whole demeanor. He seemed too calm, too jovial to take anything seriously. Much less a committed relationship.

Contrary to how put off you were by his casual attitude towards just about everything, Takami was immediately taken with you. Everything about you was just right and it made him want to pursue you with a reckless abandon. The fact that you hadn’t fallen prey to his suave words and good looks made you that much more desirable in his eyes. Rejection has always been a foreign concept to him as a high profile Hero, so for you to do so with little thought had him tripping over himself to get to know you better. He wanted to prove himself to you, to earn your affection because of who he was instead of what he was. As a man instead of a Hero.

It becomes almost routine for Takami to show up at places you frequent seemingly out of nowhere. There’s no real rhyme or rhythm to his appearances. Some days he’s there and others he isn’t. It’s easy to ignore him at first, simply scoffing at his audacity and continuing on with your day, but after realizing he isn’t going to quit you begin to entertain his company if only to make his little visits a bit more palatable. But giving him that one inch of acceptance prompts Takami to take a mile. If you thought he was persistent before it’s nothing compared to when he’s actually been acknowledged.

His constant presence and tendency towards intimacy with you leads many to believe you’re dating long before he’s even asked you out. Which is fine with him because he has every intention of making your relationship official. The less competition there is the easier it’ll be for him in the long run. And while it’s annoying to you because you most definitely didn’t agree to go out with him, Takami quite enjoys seeing the look on all your would-be suitors’ faces as he shows them none too subtly that you’re off the market. Even if he hasn’t yet mentioned it to you in so many words; you’re his and he wants the world to know.

To prove himself to you, Takami starts with the basic necessities. Whether you want him to or not he’ll bring you food constantly and insist you eat at least some of it in front of him so he can be sure you aren’t going hungry. He’s constantly reminding you to drink enough water and be mindful of the weather. If you’re ever hungry, thirsty, or even remotely sick in his presence Takami takes it as a sign that he isn’t doing his job as your provider and protector. It’s a bit overbearing, but just like everything else involving Takami you’ve learned to adapt and enjoy.

Protective doesn’t even begin to describe the way Takami feels when you’re out of his sight. He’s well aware that you can take care of yourself and have been doing so for years before he came crashing into your life, but he can’t help but feel like it’s his fault if you’re hurt when he’s not there to look after you. He’s a Hero, after all, it’s his job to protect the citizens of Japan whether they need him to or not. Simply walking to another aisle in the grocery store will set him on edge and you’ll often find one of his smaller feathers riding around in your back pocket so he can keep track of you. It’s as annoying as it is endearing.

It takes him a while to realize that you’ve gotten over your initial distaste for him. Takami isn’t a hard man to please when it comes to keeping him company. He’ll gladly carry on a conversation with himself as long as someone is there to hear his idle prattling and you’ve grown used to not having to answer if you don’t have anything interesting to add. For a while Takami felt a bit self-conscious, thinking he shouldn’t talk so much, until he somehow talked himself into a subject you’re passionate about. He’d been thoroughly surprised when you started rambling on with him beat for beat.

Touching is more of a subconscious habit than one he purposefully perpetuate. Takami is never too far from you when he can help it as he enjoys spending as much time as he can in your company. Holding on to you has become second nature even when in public. He’ll hold your hand, your waist, whatever’s closest to him. His favorite thing to do is cling to you from behind and wrap his wings around you. Sometimes he’ll take flight and cling to you like an anchor while you drag him along with you. You’ve gotten used to his clinginess and it’s something you’ve picked up by association, but Takami doesn’t mention the returned skinship for fear that you’ll try to regulate yourself.

Even though they don’t fully function like a normal bird’s, Takami’ wings are still big and heavy. His favorite thing to do after a day of lugging them around is fall face first into the first comfortable place he can find and whine until you come rub his shoulders. Most times he’ll fall asleep under your touch, but if he wakes up he’ll just go right back to whining if you’ve disappeared. He doesn’t like when you leave even when he isn’t awake to keep you entertained.

The media has been clambering for any scrap of information regarding your relationship with Takami since he first started courting you. Many a fan has accused you of stealing Takami from them and in the beginning you’d insist that they could have him back if they really wanted him. But time has past and now you can simply shrug off their words. The media is harder to avoid seeing as reporters have a real knack for getting under people’s skin, but you didn’t brave through months of gratuitous compliments and forlorn looks from Takami to be swayed by a bunch of idiots with microphones and cameras.

Being candid by nature means Takami has no aversion to sharing how he feels with you. He knew from the very beginning that he wanted to be with you so saying “I love you” comes fairly easily to him. He isn’t offended if you can’t say it back or if you don’t say it as often. The fact that you haven’t thrown him out of your life–though his feverish courting ritual almost did the trick–means that you care about him in your own way. He’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes to hear you say it.

[ NSFW below the cut ]

Takami is young and in love and his body reflects that. You don’t have to do much to get him going and once he starts it’s hard to stop him. He’s not embarrassed about being caught with his hand down his pants when he doesn’t want to bother you. Most times he’s loud enough to draw your attention anyway. If you’re in the mood to assist he’ll carry you to the bedroom himself.

Leaving marks on your skin is a sadistic game for him. Most times he’ll place them strategically in places that will be easy to cover, but only if your clothes stay in place all day. If you lift your arms there’s a hickey just above the waistband of your pants. If you lean forward there’s a bite mark just below your collarbone. It’s only when Takami is in one of his inconsolably possessive moods that he’ll go out of his way to leave a mark in an place like your neck or collarbones.

Things like who falls into what role don’t really matter to Takami. He’s swayed more by the mood of the moment than a fixed mindset. But he goes to extremes on each side of the spectrum. When he��s submissive he’s soft and compliant, having no qualms with whining and begging for you. And when he’s dominant he’ll return the favor tenfold. If you aren’t completely spent by the time he’s done with you then he didn’t do it right.

Because he can control all of his feathers individually and feel everything interacting with them, Takami’ wings are a particularly interesting erogenous zone. He’s used to the harsh treatment that comes with flying and fighting, so to feel you touching them with such tenderness would immediately turn him to putty in your hands. Especially that spot just between his wings where nothing ever touches. It’s a surefire way to get him to fall into the submissive role for the night.

No matter what role he’s in, Takami is always on top. His wings make it hard for him to lay flat on his back when he’s focused enough to keep them awkwardly folded against his body, but it’s uncomfortable and hard to manage when he can’t think of anything other than you and how amazing you feel. His control will slip the closer he gets to the edge, losing it completely when he reaches his peak. His wings spread to their full majesty for a few glorious moments before sagging happily.

Postcoital cuddling is a ritual that has persisted since the first time you slept with Takami. It doesn’t matter to him that you’re both sweaty and tired, he just wants to hold you. If you desperately need something he’ll send one of his feathers to ferry it back to bed, otherwise there’s a slim chance you’ll be moving out from under him anytime soon. He likes being close to you and praising you for how well you did and receiving compliments from you in kind. He usually starts going on about nothing important, just murmuring against your skin until you fall asleep.

#hawks #mha hawks #bnha hawks #hawks x reader #hawks headcanons #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia

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marriael · 5 years ago

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Hello @seunguniverse I was your skz secret santa! This is cute little snippets of Felix and Hyunjin becoming a couple!

Felix didn't think any of these outings with Hyunjin were dates but he really wanted them to be. He's had a crush on Hyunjin for only a couple months. Only. Honestly, that couple months had felt like a lifetime, and was nearly unbearable sometimes. Something changed, though. They had hung out plenty before but it started to feel like Hyunjin was seeking him out, asking him before anyone else. Felix tried not to say no too often in case he looked suspicious but sometimes he couldn't physically handle the idea of going out.

Once all 8 of them were going to go to the beach but Felix made some dumb excuse because even imagining Hyunjin in just swim trunks made him bright red. That is what he dealt with on a daily basis and magnified by about a million when they were together and somehow even worse when it was just the 2 of them.

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Walking around town and going into random shops when they got too cold had become a favourite winter habit for Hyunjin and Felix. They tried to go into different places every time so they could find new, fun places to go later when they had time.

They had been outside for quite a while but Felix was easily distracted so they stopped to look at every shop they passed. He was kind of hoping they’d pass a cafe or something because it was getting kind of cold. Upon turning a corner they did come upon a cafe but there was also a park a little farther down. Felix was immediately conflicted because there was nobody at that park but also he was cold. Hyunjin noticed Felix’s dilemma and smiled.

“How about we go to the cafe first and warm up? I don’t think anybody will steal the whole park in 15 minutes.”

They step into the warm toned cafe. A bright yellow sweater pops up from behind the counter at the noise.

“Hey, Bomin! Didn’t know you worked here.” Hyunjin says.

“Oh, hey Hyunjin. Is this the guy you were talking about?” Bomin glances at Felix and raises his eyebrows when he looks back at Hyunjin.

Hyunjin flushes and throws his best glare at Bomin. “Yeah, he is. 2 hot chocolates, please.” Hyunjin orders brusquely then pulls Felix to the nearest table.

“You talk about me?”

Hyunjin groans and drops his head onto the table. Felix doesn’t move instead opting to stare at Hyunjin.

“Do you really?” Felix prompted again when he got bored. “What do you say?”

“You’re my friend, aren’t you? Of course I talk about you.” Hyunjin mumbled.

Felix could tell there’s something Hyunjin isn’t saying but he leaves it alone, Hyunjin was obviously a bit annoyed about the situation for one reason or another. Bomin brings them their drinks and they end up sitting for so long talking that they just head home instead of going back to the park.

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One day Hyunjin rolled up in his crappy car at approximately 1 am which was exactly the wrong time because Felix was kind of asleep. Hyunjin can be persistent (read: annoying) when he needs to be and Felix eventually got up.

“Hyunjin, it’s…. I don’t even know what time it is. Why are you here?”

“For your information it’s 12 ...12:24!” Hyunjin fumbled with his phone to check the time and flinched when the screen was too bright in the dark room.

“Ugh, just turn the light on. You’re making me leave the house anyways so let’s just wake me up now.”

Hyunjin did as asked and squinted when the harsh light turned on. The squint went away when Felix cried out because of the harsh light. Hyunjin cackled and did feel a little bit bad when he saw Felix’s very unhappy face.

Felix rolled and basically fell onto the floor. He grabbed a random sweater and beanie then turned to Hyunjin, slightly less asleep.

Both of them looked at each other and left without a word to go where ever Hyunjin has planned.

Felix was hypnotized by the lights out the window and in only a few minutes he started falling asleep to the soft playlist Hyunjin put on. By the time Hyunjin stopped he was completely asleep. Hyunjin felt a bit bad that Felix was so tired and he looked really peaceful. Unfortunately, the point would be lost if they just stopped there and so Hyunjin shook him awake.

Felix groaned when he sat up and opened his eyes, again at a very unfortunate time of night. By the time Felix gets out of the car Hyunjin was already laying on the hood looking at the stars. When he heard the door shut he turned his head and patted the area next to him. Felix followed and looked up at the stars. They were clear and bright away from the city and the idea that the light travelled all this way was fascinating.

“Beautiful view, isn’t it?” Hyunjin whispered.

Felix didn’t answer. Internally, he thought about how Hyunjin was prettier. Once he realized how cliche and sappy that was he almost cringed. He couldn’t help if it was true though.

“That one’s Cygnus.” Hyunjin pointed, as if that would help Felix see the right stars. “I still know the story. I don’t know why or how. Two friends Cygnus and Phaeton were always competing. One day they raced around the sun and back to Earth. They both went too close to the sun and burned their chariots, so they fell back to Earth. Phaeton was trapped underwater and Cygnus couldn’t reach his body. Zeus said he would turn Cygnus in to a swan so he could dive deep enough but he would lose his immortality. Cygnus agreed so he could give his friend a proper burial and Phaeton could pass to the afterlife. Zeus put the image of a swan in the sky for this unselfish act. Imagine having a friend who would give up their immortality for you.”

Felix doesn’t miss a beat and blurts, “I’d do it.”

“What?” Hyunjin turns his head to look at Felix.

Felix came a little too close to kissing Hyunjin right then and there. Somehow he proved to himself that he had some ounce of self-control and didn't. Hyunjin looked gorgeous. Felix couldn't see very well to be honest but he knew anyways.

“I’d give it up for you. Immortality.”

“Oh…” Hyunjin is silent and Felix feels like he just crossed a major, unspoken line.

“I’d give up immortality for you, too.” Hyunjin whispers.

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A year of pining had passed. How sad. At this point Felix is pretty sure his feelings are unrequited. Hyunjin hasn’t said or done anything to imply he’s even vaguely interested. Sure, Felix is aware he also hasn’t done anything but Hyunjin is the more bold of the two for sure.

It’s winter again and so they’re out searching for new shops while sipping hot chocolate. Felix appreciates the warmth on his hands even through his gloves. When his cup is empty he attempts to throw it in to the nearest bin. Misjudging the distance he terribly undershoots. Felix isn’t used to the ice and so he fearlessly runs to pick it up, somehow not falling and smashing his nose. A second test of fate is not quite so generous. He hits a patch of ice and, hands whirling, slides precariously toward Hyunjin.

Hyunjin did not dare to hesitate for a second. He dropped his hot chocolate and caught Felix by the shoulders, drawing him close before either of them could lose balance again. It’s not like they’ve never hugged before, they’re 2 of the most physically affectionate in their group, but Felix still tensed.

After a couple seconds Hyunjin didn’t actually let go and Felix let out a little confused noise. Hyunjin moves back a little but keeps his hands on Felix’s shoulders. Hyunjin sighs and it’s a deep sigh like he’s going to do something he regrets. Felix only gets a moment before his brain stops. It’s a short peck but Felix is entirely starstruck because Hyunjin just kissed him, WHAT.

“Ohohoho~, I should’ve asked first before I did that. Listen, I’m going to go panic and cringe for a week so please do not contact me!” Hyunjin starts walking away cursing himself and Felix finally moves to grab Hyunjin’s hand.

Hyunjin turns around confused as to why on earth Felix would be grabbing his hand.

“You can’t just kiss me and then walk away!” Felix whines.

“I just did, so what are you going to do about it?”

Felix grins as his brain comes up with wonderful answer to that question. He tilts his head up and before Hyunjin can say anything, oh how the tables have turned, Felix kisses him. Felix tries to pull away and see Hyunjin’s face but Hyunjin goes and tangles one of his hands in Felix’s hair. Both of their lips are chapped from the cold but neither of them even care right now. Felix pulls away more insistently. He is very aware his face is probably red and eyes a little blown out so he buries his face in Hyunjin’s shoulder.

Hyunjin snickers and pokes Felix’s cheek a couple times. “I have a feeling we should sit down and talk about this, hm?”

#stray kids #sunshine #prince hyunjin #hyunjin #felix #my writing #ok i'll tag this one later too #i have to go be with shitty extended family. hope i live

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destinychose-a · 5 years ago

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NOVA — KINGDOM HEARTS OC.

FULL MUSE PAGE HERE! ( Please read for a full understanding of her personality! )

BASICS.

NAME: Nova NICKNAME: ‘Queen Chaos’, Novie GENDER: Female ( she/her ) AGE: Unknown, looks to be in her mid-teens BIRTHDATE: 26th July ( or, so she decided ) BIRTHPLACE: Unknown, thought to be Daybreak Town HEIGHT: 149cm ( 4′11″ ) OCCUPATION: Keyblade Wielder AFFILIATION: Master Ava, Vulpes Union ORIENTATION: Demiromantic, Demisexual

MEDICAL RECORD.

MENTAL: Kleptomania, depression PHYSICAL: Physically fit, save for an ongoing issue with her right wrist PHOBIAS: Thalassaphobia, autophobia DIET: Generally all over the place, unhealthy at the best of times. Nova has a raging sweet tooth and tends to prefer having a dessert over a proper meal. Ava has attempted to curb it and encourage better eating habits, but as with most habits, it’s proven difficult to break.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.

EYES: Green ( D30 ), often bright and sparkling with mischief. Her eyes are her most expressive feature: when her words lie, her eyes often reveal the truth.

HAIR: Pale, cotton candy pink. Waist-length, forming natural loose curls. Always swept up into a high side ponytail, secured in place with a ribbon that has several tiny bells attached. Uneven bangs which frame her face and frequently fall into her eyes. Often unkempt and only brushed when absolutely necessary, so it isn’t unsurprising to find twigs and many other kinds of lint trapped in her tresses.

FACE/COMPLEXION: Youthful-looking features, with a small nose and a small mouth, lips often chapped. Bordering on unhealthily pale, skin almost appearing translucent under direct sunlight, no matter how much time is spent outside. Cheekbones and nose covered with pronounced freckles. Heavy shadows exist under her eyes, no matter how much sleep is had.

BUILD: Ectomorph body type. Petite and slender— some would even dare to say ‘delicate’. However, due to years of hard training, her body is deceptively strong in spite of her small stature and is extremely flexible.

PERSONALITY.

MYERS-BRIGGS: ESTP-T TEMPERAMENT: Choleric-Sanguine ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral-Good ENNEAGRAM: 8 VIRTUE: Diligence DEADLY SIN: Greed

LIKES: Sweet foods, stealing things she doesn’t really need, spending time with Ava, pestering the other Firsts, watching the sunrise from somewhere up high, napping on roofs. DISLIKES: The Dandelions, people telling her what to do, being restricted or restrained, not making it to the top spot on the weekly Lux rankings, water.

POSITIVE TRAITS: adaptable ⋄ ambitious ⋄ assertive ⋄ capable ⋄ clever ⋄ confident ⋄ courageous ⋄ curious ⋄ dedicated ⋄ determined ⋄ energetic ⋄ enthusiastic ⋄ expressive ⋄ flexible ⋄ hard-working ⋄ independent ⋄ intelligent ⋄ loyal ⋄ observant ⋄ outspoken ⋄ passionate ⋄ persistent ⋄ playful ⋄ protective ⋄ realistic ⋄ resourceful ⋄ shrewd ⋄ skilful ⋄ sociable ⋄ spontaneous

NEGATIVE TRAITS: abrasive ⋄ ambitious ⋄ argumentative ⋄ boisterous ⋄ careless ⋄ casual ⋄ childish ⋄ competitive ⋄ compulsive ⋄ contradictory ⋄ cynical ⋄ demanding ⋄ devious ⋄ disobedient ⋄ disruptive ⋄ envious ⋄ erratic ⋄ forceful ⋄ greedy ⋄ hasty ⋄ haughty ⋄ impatient ⋄ imprudent ⋄ impulsive ⋄ insecure ⋄ insensitive ⋄ insincere ⋄ irresponsible ⋄ irritable ⋄ mannerless ⋄ meddlesome ⋄ naïve ⋄ opinionated ⋄ possessive ⋄ proud ⋄ sarcastic ⋄ self-conscious ⋄ self-critical ⋄ self-indulgent ⋄ selfish ⋄ tactless

STORY.

❛ Think of this as your last test from me! Or maybe, your first test as a Union Leader! If you want to lead the wielders so badly, you need to be able to convince them to join and work for you, be able to keep them at your side through thick and thin, help them out with their problems as they help you with yours.

So, to get you started, I’ve picked out your first recruit! Don’t mind her abrasive personality — she doesn’t bite. At least, I think. Just make sure you keep an eye on anything in your pockets, or else you might find things go missing...

Anyway! Good luck convincing her to stick around, Ava! ❜

Whether born from Kingdom Hearts itself or a creature summoned by the Master of Masters, no one is sure. All that’s known is that from the moment she came into being, she knew exactly what she wanted and how best to get it.

She ignored Ava and her attempts to converse with her, brushed off her pleas to lend her strength to the Vulpes Union, rolled her eyes at her repeated requests for cooperation.

Instead, she posed a single question of her own: ❛ What’s in it for me? ❜

Ava, at a loss, could only offer an honest response, ❛ Nothing. But at least you won’t have to be alone. ❜

Something in the girl’s haughty expression shifted. She turned to face Ava, green eyes narrowed into an unwavering stare as she began to speak, ❛ I’m the strength you wish you had. Where you hesitate or silence yourself for the benefit of others, I won’t. I’m the ambition you keep hidden, your darkest thoughts, your every fear, your greed — I’m everything you’re not. Knowing that, can you still accept me? ❜

It was clear that the girl expected rejection. Guarded, aggressive, going on the offensive to shield herself from pain...

How could Ava not accept her?

For the first time since they met, the girl smiled and cocked her head to the side. ❛ So, heart-of-mine… What will you call me? ❜

It took Ava a while to finally give her a name, though not for lack of trying. The girl refused to settle for just any old name, demanding something different each time Ava’s choice displeased her. After several exhausting hours, the girl suddenly ceased her objections. With no more than a satisfied nod, she accepted the name ‘ Nova ’ and became the first to join the Vulpes Union.

In the following months, many wielders flocked to Vulpes, drawn by Master Ava’s renowned kindness. The weak, the strong, the dutiful, the unmotivated, the crowd followers — regardless of skill, all were accepted. It didn’t take long for Vulpes to become the most populated Union and shoot to the top of the weekly Lux rankings. Nova revelled in it all.

Loathe to be restricted to a single party, Nova quickly settled into the habit of drifting, moving from one party to the next without ever truly joining. It became her goal to meet every single Keyblade Wielder within her Union and assist them, albeit in a brash manner that often caused upset with the more wilful wielders. Despite being the first member of the Vulpes Union, she did not command respect amongst her peers, as so few were aware of her true skills beyond her abrasive personality. Behind her back, many even started to call her the ‘Queen Chaos’, intending for it to be an insult. However, the moment Nova caught wind of it, she proudly adopted it as a nickname out of spite.

While she cared little for what others thought of her, Nova hated that she wasn’t listened to. Begrudgingly, she turned to Ava for help, who gently suggested that she should try to appeal to them in her own way, just like she had once done with Nova.

It was a suggestion Nova ran with.

Impulsively, she entered herself into a series of PVP matches, goading her Union’s strongest wielders into facing her. If it was her skills they doubted, it would be her skills that she’d appeal to them with. The competition proved brutal, and while she didn’t win every match she entered ( with many ending in extremely close defeats or draws ), her unexpected prowess with both magic and the Keyblade garnered awe and respect from those around her.

Things steadily began to change after that. Nova continued her self-imposed mission to meet every single Keyblade Wielder within the Vulpes Union and was readily accepted by all she came into contact with. However, the more people she met, the more she began to notice the struggles of the newer, lesser skilled wielders.

An urge, unlike anything she’d ever experienced before, came over her. Despite herself, she wanted to help them, in ways she knew that Ava wished she could, but couldn’t. And so, she began to discreetly guide the newest members of the Vulpes Union to party leaders she knew she could trust, who would surely help them hone their skills and grow into strong Keyblade Wielders.

If ever asked, Nova would claim that her actions were born out of a desire to strengthen her Union and continue their reign at the top of the rankings, rather than to help the individuals themselves.

She keeps a close eye on the wielders of her Union, often leaving them items in their rooms ( from potions, Keyblade upgrade materials, to pretty trinkets she steals from Kage’s hoard ) as a means of encouragement. While she remains abrasive and difficult to get along with, it’s plain to see that she values every single member of her Union, regardless of the reasoning.

Despite this, Nova tends to keep to herself, preferring to watch from afar. It’s rare to see her around her fellow Union members, but rumours say she can often be found in Master Ava’s company...

If by some misfortune you happen to bump into her, watch your pockets, lest you wish to lose something valuable. She’s terribly mischievous, after all.

#* ✦ . NOVA / HEADCANON.#( nova is... essentially the embodiment of everything ava wants to be? or rather -- she's the pieces of herself that she hides away #SHE'S LITERALLY THAT MEME??? 'aren't you tired of being nice? don't you just want to go ape shit?'#she's awful and scrappy and a brat bUT I LOVE HER!!! i hope you guys will too #i have headcanons regarding ava & the dandelions that i hope to write up soon! )#long post /

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itsclydebitches · 6 years ago

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RWBY Recaps: Ruby Rose

This is a reposting from Sept. 22nd, 2017 in an effort to get all my recaps onto tumblr. Thanks!

I am combat ready! Or at least writing ready. For ages now I've wanted to tackle a comprehensive recap/analysis of each RWBY webisode and what better time to start then a few weeks before Volume 5? Though I'll mostly be sticking to plot points as they occur chronologically, any new RWBY viewers should be aware that recaps will include spoilers, mostly in the form of referencing foreshadowing and parallels. Read at your own risk.

Let's get started.

Our series technically opens with four trailers (which you can no more skip than Doctor Who fans can skip Nine), but for the purposes of this recap we're saying that we start the show off with an origin tale. A fairy tale, if you will. Our very first shot is of a high tower decked out in green, beacon-like lights that I'm sure are in no way symbolic standing atop it.

Our narrator, an unknown woman, begins with a cryptic message:

“Legends, stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts of a forgotten past.”

Obviously not everyone has forgotten these legends, considering that she's the one telling us them, but right from the start there's a dichotomy set up. There are people, humans, who view the past as something that inherently includes them. Any myths that are passed down are about humans--they're the "exploits of heroes and villains." However, this woman reminds us that there was an existence long before mankind was created; that the world, its history, and its power is far more vast than we're willing to acknowledge. Or able to.

We're small in comparison. We're just "remnants" of something far larger.

(Also, interestingly, note the "we" in "we are remnants." We learn a lot about Salem later on and no matter how she might look or act, she seems to view herself as human.)

From there on we're given the story of man's creation. Born from dust into an "unforgiving world" already populated by monsters, were it not for their discovery of certain elements--a power that they named "dust" after their own origins--they never would have survived, let alone flourished. Power allowed for civilization. As the story supposedly resolves, we get a change in animation style, moving from the story-book imagery to the real world. The focus on a shattered moon suggests that, despite humanity’s success, things are not all peachy-keen.

Also, enter these guys.

This is Roman and I just love his entrance. RWBY is a show that is very overt in its tropes and homages, and though there's complexity later on, for now Roman and his goons are pretty straight-forward. They're Bad. How do we know they're Bad? Because they're creeping out of the shadows late at night. We've got this guy smoking in an age where the habit is thoroughly demonized. All his goons are pretty identical in true, gangster fashion and Roman himself is the most flamboyantly dressed, drawing on a long (and very problematic) tradition of queer-coding villains. He's wearing a bowler hat for heaven's sake, which is basically just a step up from a fedora.

He's also a redhead. That'll be important.... later.

For now, Roman struts down the street (giving us a hilarious first-look at RWBY's silhouette background characters) and Salem changes her tone, suddenly sounding far more menacing as she lays out humanity's inevitable destruction. All lights "flicker and die" and we're warned that "there will be no victory in strength." The only thing that keeps the scene from becoming depression central is the introduction of a new voice, a man's that--if you're paying attention--you'll recognize later in the episode:

"But perhaps victory is in the smaller things that you've long forgotten. Things that require a smaller, more honest soul."

Pan down to this cutie.

Wow! I wonder who the small, honest soul could be?

(Also take note of the ad on the back of the magazine: the Schnee logo with the tagline "The Finest of them All." Weiss, based off of Snow White, is therefore "the fairest of them all." Or at least she thinks she is.)

Roman barges in and starts talking about how hard it is to find a dust shop open this late which... raises a number of questions for me? Like why they're looking for a dust shop that's open at all. Why not just wait until everything is closed down and then rob the place? It certainly wouldn't be hard to break in. Given what we know of the villains' larger plans in Volume 3, it could be that they want to sow fear in the people of Vale by committing robberies in plain sight (recall the horrified background characters as Roman walks by), but if so why not actually attack in broad daylight? Overall it just seems like a strange comment.

We're given our first glimpse of Roman as an ambivalent villain as he refuses the shopkeeper's money. He's here only to complete his mission of stealing dust, not entirely wipe the guy out so... yay, I guess?

One of the goons notices our little red riding hood and pulls a sword on her, which is kind of hilarious. I'm not even sure why. Maybe it's because right after that a different goon pulls out a gun which is obviously the more logical weapon here. But no. Goon #1 needs his massive, red sword to threaten the small child with.

Small Child is not impressed.

"Are you robbing me?"

"Yes!"

"Ooooh."

And she proceeds to kick him from the back of the store all the way into the far wall.

Let's take a moment to appreciate Roman's dafaq face here:

This is a technique nearly two decades old. Everyone knows the story of how Buffy got started. Whedon wanted a stereotypical heroine--small, cute, blonde--but who, rather than getting killed by the monster in the alleyway, ends up being the very thing that the monster should fear. It's an oldie now, but a goodie. We're presented with this tiny, adorable girl who is characterized as a victim, only to find that she's the one with the most power. Not only can she kick a full-grown man across a room, she's got some crazy weaponry tucked away too.

This is, by definition, a badass moment.

As we see in the ensuing fight this little girl is very proficient with her scythe. There's a great moment as her headphones play "This Will Be the Day" diegetically, only for the song to move into non-diegetic soundtrack, and then back to diegetic music as she turns off her headphones and... they disappear? Presumably she has pockets.

Iffy animation aside, RWBY seems like the kind of world that would give its girls pockets.

Roman: "Okay... get her."

That little moment of confusion--Roman's disbelieving "Okay?"--seems a little like inconsistent world-building. Certainly he knows that Signal and Beacon aren't too far from here, meaning that there are lots of teenagers around, Huntsmen and Huntresses in training that are capable of kicking his henchmen's ass. Is he just thrown off guard by this girl's (even younger) age? Who can say.

Regardless, she handles all the goons with ease. Ruby (yeah, let's just use all names for simplicity's sake) has a direct and efficient fighting style. This is our first glimpse into the maturity hiding behind a seemingly immature outer shell. Ruby doesn't take the time to taunt the goons or get all flashy with her fighting, she just takes them out, pure and simple, something that young and confident heroes often struggle with. Roman proves a little harder though when his cane turns out to be a gun.

Lesson One: pretty much everything in RWBY is a gun. Cane? Gun. Scythe? Gun. Thermos? Gun! That lamp? Probably also a gun.

As Roman escapes we get another glimpse of Ruby's priorities when she asks the storekeeper, "Are you okay if I go after him?" It's a small but wonderful moment that tells us Ruby isn't a hero who wants to fight for the sake of fighting, at least outside of friendly competitions. Had the storekeeper been injured or needed her for some other reason, Ruby would have held his needs above just catching the bad guys. That's important.

So, having gotten the a-okay, Ruby chases Roman up to the rooftops and we hear his annoyed (yet impressed?) mutter of, "Persistent." Just as they're about to duke it out again an airship arrives that Roman boards, throwing out a dust crystal that explodes when he shoots it. It looks like Ruby might have been caught in the blast, but at the last possible second Glynda Mother-F***ing Goodwitch arrives to save the day.

Why was she out in town this late at night? How did she feel seeing some tiny child fighting a notoriously wanted criminal up on the rooftop? These are questions only fanfic can answer. The point is that Glynda saves Ruby not once, but twice, all while exhibiting a truly impressive amount of power. It's here that we first get to see not just fantasy weapons, but what we might term magic (in what will quickly become a fairly convoluted magical system). It isn’t until later that we realize others don’t consider Glynda’s abilities to be magic, though given what we now know about semblances and their assumed connection to Humanity 1.0, it’s perhaps no coincidence that the audience is meant to think this is magic at first glance. But telekinesis--the ability to manipulate anything from objects to the weather itself--is staggering nonetheless and the show should really give Glynda something else to do with her power besides fixing craters and broken buildings. Or just bring her back, period.

Glynda even makes a little "Humph" sound when she blocks the blast like, "Please. You'll have to try harder than that."

They do.

Roman yells to the pilot that they have a "Huntress" to deal with and we're given glimpses of a more important villain: fancy dress, high heels, strange tattoo on her back, and an affinity for fire. She's deemed important simply by the fact that the 'camera' always keeps her face hidden from view, inviting speculation as to who she is and what her motives are. Though she and Glynda seem pretty evenly matched (with Ruby joining in to help), Roman flies them out of there before things get more heated. Pun intended.

As a side note, it’s worth pointing out that, in retrospect, we did just see magic with Cinder... which we then assume for a very long stretch was her semblance given what we quickly learn about Glynda. You can see why this stuff gets muddled. The fact that Ruby, a bright and fighting obsessed girl, doesn’t seem to think it odd that someone can shoot fire just hammers home how not magic-y these abilities read to characters in world. Until the plot suddenly wants them to. AKA bird anger.

Regardless, as the viewer cheers at the rarity of three women dominating a fight scene, Ruby has bigger things to think about. Like the fact that Glynda is a Huntress and Ruby just has to have an autograph.

Cut from this:

To this:

Humor aside, this actually does a lot for situating what a Huntress is in the viewer's mind. We might not have an exact definition yet, but we know two important things: they're on the side of our small hero (Glynda protects Ruby) and they're regarded as at least minor celebrities. In short, they're the Big Good to the mysterious Big Bad.

They’re also, as we’re about to see, subject to the law.

But back to Ruby. See that spotlight? Glynda has this 15yo girl in an interrogation room, prowling about while lecturing that she "put herself and others in grave danger." Interesting. What others were in danger? Civilians? Looks like everyone else cleared the streets once Roman showed up. The shopkeeper? As said, Ruby was very careful about making sure he was okay. Normally I’d be 100% on Glynda’s side here, but I think Ruby actually acted very maturely given the circumstances. Especially considering that she’s right: they started it. Glynda’s generic reprimands might imply that there are many non-Huntsmen trained fighters out there making a mess of things (at least by Glynda's standards). Certainly we later see conflict between trained Huntsmen/Huntresses and those who learned to fight "outside the kingdom."

Also... just reminding everyone... that Glynda uses a riding crop. Rooster Teeth had to know the can of worms they were opening with that little choice. If you don't want porn of the deputy headmistress and various other characters, don't dress her like a dominatrix and give her lines like, "I'd have sent you home with a pat on the back... and a slap on the wrist!"

Glynda is very serious that Ruby would be in big trouble if it weren't for the fact that a certain someone wants to meet her. Enter my trash fave:

Ozpin.

He's basically Dumbledore if he actually had better justifications for his iffy decisions and looked like a hot 30yo. My priorities aside, more fascinating questions start cropping up. How long has Ruby been held in this room? What was that conversation between Glynda and Ozpin like--Hey, I found this random child who nearly took out a whole criminal gang, that seems like your kind of thing? Why does Ozpin arrive with a full plate of chocolate chip cookies? Did he bake them himself? Does Ruby ever get Glynda’s autography?

These kinds of questions are the lifeblood of fandom.

As an aside, I'm a complete animation snob. I've been spoiled by too many great artists to immediately accept just anything you throw up on screen. When I first watched this episode and saw Crunchy Roll's review that RWBY is "lovely to look at" my response was, "...seriously?" This moment, when Ozpin gives Ruby the cookies and they proceed to just disappear as they approach her mouth was my breaking point for a while. I had to be talked into watching more... and I'm so glad I was. Now, after years with these characters, I have a much deeper appreciation for the art style and the beauty that RWBY contains. Now the cookie scene is just straight up funny to me.

Back to plot though. Ozpin introduces himself by introducing Ruby. We get her name for the first time and as Ozpin peers down at her he says, "You have... silver eyes," which confuses Ruby and has the viewer nodding sagely. Yep. That'll come back later.

Ozpin reviews Ruby's fight and wants to know where she learned all that. More specifically, he wants to know who taught her to use "one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed," which is another fascinating moment that I think is largely overlooked by the fandom. Ruby is living in a world chock-full of crazy dangerous weaponry. Already we've seen a gun-cane and a riding crop used as a wand. The fact that Ozpin labels Ruby's sniper-scythe as one of the most dangerous not only re-emphasizes her skill, but hints that the scythe may be a particularly powerful weapon... one even he might favor. Though we later get to see Ozpin fight with his cane and he clearly prefers that form, we've yet to get a full explanation for those gears in it:

In retrospect after Volume 6, there’s little evidence that his cane turns into a full other weapon, but it was an cool theory for a while.

Ruby says proudly that her Uncle Qrow taught her everything and that she's currently a student at Signal Academy.

Ozpin: "And what's an adorable girl like you doing at a school designed to train warriors?"

Ruby: "Well... I want to be a Huntress."

Ozpin: "You want to slay monsters?"

Ruby: "Yeah."

Ruby launches into an excited speech about following in her big sister's footsteps, looking for a career that's more "romantic" than the police, and above all getting to help people. Watching Ozpin in this scene gives us a pretty clear view into his thoughts: his shock at Ruby's proficiency with the scythe, making sure he's reading the situation correctly (this small, adorable child wants to fight evil?), his look of approval as Ruby tries to explain her thinking. There's even what I read as a little test. "You want to slay monsters?" A major theme in RWBY is that people are the real monster, the biggest threat, and it takes Ruby a long time to learn that. To semi-quote Sirius, the world isn't split into good people and Grimm. Though Ruby doesn't realize this yet--she just implies that she wants to fight Grimm--her skill and pure intentions (which will come into play later during "Mountain Glenn") are enough for Ozpin to offer her a place at Beacon two years early. As we learn later, as an added bonus this also helps keep her safe. Those with silver eyes are hunted and Ruby has not been keeping a low profile.

"You want to come to my school? Well... okay."

One of these teachers is happier about this situation than the other.

It’s pretty amazing though.

Yang thinks it's amazing too. We jump ahead an unspecified amount of time to meet Ruby's half-sister on the airship to Beacon. I adore their interaction here because so often media limits sibling relationships to arguing and competition. Not so with these two. Yang isn't at all jealous that her little sister is getting special treatment. Ruby is the only one with issues:

Ruby: "I got moved ahead two years... I just don't want people to think I'm special or anything."

Yang: "But you are special."

Ruby just wants to be a normal girl with normal knees. No bee's knees allowed.

As Ruby begins struggling with her new situation we get Roman's name in a news bulletin, along with a hilariously different art style.

We also get reference to people called "Faunus" who possess animal traits, their civil rights movement, and the violent organization called the White Fang that recently interfered in a peaceful protest. The bulletin is cut off by a holographic Glynda's welcome.

Yang: "Who's that?"

Glynda's hologram introduces herself immediately after, but I find it funny that Ruby doesn't even look like she's going to try and answer. As if she hadn't met and fought alongside Glynda just a little while ago. Also. Ruby knew exactly who Ozpin was. Didn't have a clue about Glynda. Poor Professor Goodwitch does all the work around Beacon and receives none of the credit lol.

I actually really like Glynda's speech here though. She's welcoming to the students without coddling them. Like other shows with children entering combat, RWBY lets the viewer know that we can't always apply our real-world morality to these situations. These kids might be young--17 years old and 15 in Ruby's case--but they're going to be treated like adults for as long as that’s logical. As we’ll see later though, there’s a distinct difference between responsibility inside school and out...

Right before our pilot ends we're introduced to Jaune, or the name we know him by so far, "Vomit Boy." The webisode ends on a light note with Jaune getting puke on Yang's shoes and the two sisters freaking out about it. We're also given our first, gorgeous look at Beacon:

Now that’s animation I can get behind. Everything is light and happy. Ah, they have no idea the horror that's coming for them. Just wait until Volume 3.

Until then, 💚

#rwby #mymetas #RWBY Recaps

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catemagum · 6 years ago

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This has been a long time coming, but I wanted to talk about some of Sylas’ followers that I’ve created as NPCs. Yes, the majority of them are OCs of mine that were pulled in and used for just this, but they impact my interpretation of Sylas. These NPCs will be mentioned in replies, drabbles, and he may even feature some of their powers from time to time. I also decided to use this as an opportunity to really expand on how much foreign influence he has, and really showcase his allies from their respective nations. Of course, they’ve reached out in secret and met outside of Demacia’s borders, but Sylas has made quite a few terrifying acquaintances and friends. I will also update this post with new NPCs as I see fit, and will let everyone know when I’ve done so.

If you ever want to interact with any of these NPCs, as I’ll be linking this post to the biography directly, you’re free to send in asks or inquire about roleplaying with them. This isn’t a multi-muse blog, but I do genuinely love these characters and would love to build on them more. With that said, just specify if this is the case!

* Faceclaim names will be put beside the character name. All drawn image icons used feature art pieces that belong to me, either by commission or gift.

CASSIA WINCROFT --- RUTH CONNELL

A beautiful and strong individual who wields powerful and wild fire magic. Wanted for breaking the Laws of Stone, Cassia has managed to evade authorities on Demacia’s outer borders for decades with her wildfires threatening their forestry and putting a wall between her and the mageseekers. Intrigued by Sylas’ cause and determination, she sees the fighting spirit and overwhelming potential in his eyes and was the first to ally herself with him. Over these short few months, Cassia has become almost motherly towards Sylas, ensuring he cares for himself from time to time whilst being the first at his side in dire times if possible.

She finds Demacians amusing and toys with them for her own entertainment. While she isn’t one to endanger them purposefully, Cassia has a habit of forgetting the extent of her own powers. She and Sylas have an unspoken agreement that he may borrow her power whenever need be, and together they devastate the competition. She has burned down the homes of countless nobles with Sylas, and they are very rarely seen apart.

AMARAH KHAFRA & RASHAKEN

Shuriman born with a brief involvement in the Noxian military, Amarah was known for her unique abilities granted to her by the desert god RASHAKEN. A wielder of pestilent magic, Amarah causes widespread disease through magic locusts and scarab beetles, creatures summoned from the pendant around her neck. All it takes is one touch, whether by her hand or her insects, to inflict an individual with crippling illness. Exiled from Shurima for leaving the deteriorated and half-eaten carcasses of Shuriman nobles, and leaving Noxus when they pushed into her homeland, Amarah heard word of the chaos unfolding in Demacia.

Reaching Sylas through a few stray bugs, they met in secrecy within Demacia’s walls and formed an acquaintanceship. While she cares not for the freedom of Demacia’s mages, she is a loose cannon following discourse and Sylas himself has felt the power she wields. Gifting him a few messenger beetles, they communicate through her unique insect creatures while she returns to Shurima and scouts for new allies, undercover.

EVANORA STEROS

A demonic being that had lived in the world of a damaged magic painting within the Immortal Bastion long before Noxus existed, Evanora emerged from her world when the Demon of Secrets was claimed by Jericho Swain. Since then, she led a pretty quiet life within Noxus’ walls, opening a small shop of magical ( and cursed ) items and potions, becoming something akin to a traditional ( and stereotypical ) witch. Gifted with the ability to travel to any place through a painting or photograph, whilst also capable of creating alchemical reactions with a single touch, Evanora’s curiosity got the better of her.

She travelled to Demacia through one of many paintings she had acquired from a weary traveller, and found herself clad in their usual white and gold garments. She had arrived in search of trade, her goods for items she otherwise couldn’t find in Noxus, and had gotten caught up in an encounter between Sylas’ starting group of people and some nobles. Evanora minded her own business, but Sylas persisted when he saw the magic she possessed. He asked her to join him, and she agreed, insisting that she could bring him supplies from Noxus in exchange for things she needed. Agreeing, though wary of her Noxian status, he took a chance and has yet to regret it.

KIRAEL NOAVEK

Kirael was born into Demacian nobility, and hated every moment of it. Her childhood was spent at home, sticking to the books and learning proper etiquette, always deemed too good for the other Demacian children. She was later discovered to have psychic abilities, things akin to the powers oracles held whilst allowing her to utilize basic telekinesis. Appalled by her magic and deeming her as a disgrace to their family, Kirael’s parents locked her away in their home and reported her as missing. Several years later, during Demacia’s first Harrowing, Kirael could not escape the cellar as the corruption crept in. A spectre came with it, and took Kirael’s life only to bring her with it. Welcomed to the Isles as their oracle, Kirael swore vengeance on Demacia for what they had done to her.

Seeing Demacia’s future in a vision, Kirael headed for the shining city three days before Sylas’ escape. She arrived a day after and sought him out, travelling only at night and avoiding prying eyes until appearing before him. She shared her story, her mistreatment, and offered her psychic abilities to aid him. She would be his eyes for the future, so long as he would be her eyes in the present. Although it is unsafe for her to remain in Demacia for too long, she occasionally visits to share her information and to obtain stories from Sylas. Their close bond formed through similarities of imprisonment, and he values her and her connections to the Shadow Isles. It is said that when she lends Sylas her powers, she lends him her true sight ( with the consequence of losing his physical sight ) so long as the physical connection is not broken. Otherwise, he inherits her telekinesis for a brief amount of time when they separate.

YUYAKO KUROSAWA

Born in Ionia, Yuyako is known for adopting orphaned children in her nation. Afflicted with a terrible curse that allows her to raise the dead, Yu tries her best to ensure the safety of the children she adopts while also attempting to bring restless and vengeful spirits to peace on the side. She was once a prisoner of war after the Noxian invasion, told that she would either join Noxus and aid them with her powers or she would hang, Yuyako spat in the soldiers’ faces in defiance. Feeling the ancient corrupting energy in the ground below her, Yuyako needed a diversion for her escape. She brought back several soldiers of the Ruined King’s army to storm the prison while she managed to steal one of Noxus’ ships and set sail back to Ionia.

During her time in Noxus, she heard of Demacia’s mistreatment of mages and found herself disgusted. In a nation where magic was everywhere and in everything, Yuyako couldn’t fathom suppressing it. Her heart bled for those affected, and although she doesn’t approve of Sylas’ more violent means of fighting the government, she isn’t exactly anything short of a fighter either. Willing to participate by more peaceful means, Yuyako is the one to aid Sylas in breaking mages out of prison so long as innocents aren’t killed in the process. Sylas struggles to use her ability, attempting to force the dead to raise for him, but she knows he can learn to ask and reach them with practice. It requires peace, not violence, and she hopes he will learn to settle down with her teachings. Of course, she always returns home once her job is complete, as her loyalty always lies with Ionia.

DRAKKAR

A former Bilgewatian gambler who made a deal with a mysterious man, only to find himself later possessed by a wraith of sorts. With his body morphed into holding this malicious entity, Drakkar is capable of becoming smoke-like, whilst also choking others by bombarding their lungs with smoke. He is a terrible creature, known for slipping through the smallest of cracks and willing others to gamble their lives. He becomes stronger with each life he takes.

He and Sylas met in one of Demacia’s bars, the mystifying man attempting to coerce Demacians into gambling with him. One was brave enough, and Sylas had walked in to see the bar shrouded in thick smoke and fog. Intrigued by this power, whilst Drakkar assumed the worst, Sylas instead offered him a place among the other mages. So long as Drakkar promised not to harm the mages of Demacia, he would be allowed to stay. Accepting the offer, Sylas now has a personal spy and scout. Sylas does not enjoy using Drakkar’s abilities, and avoids doing so unless absolutely necessary to make his escape.

JAECAR

Drakkar’s son, or, rather, partner. He, too, was possessed by a spiritual entity and has taken up the job of a Zaunite medic. Unfortunately, he’s not one for healing, rather, experimenting. He specializes in turning anatomy into puppets of his, whether living or dead, and he controls them through terrible means. It isn’t unusual to catch a glimpse of severed limbs moving on their own, nor is it unusual for the corpse of one’s local soldier to shamble through the town at night. Suspicions of his activities grew larger, driving Jaecar out of Zaun before he was caught. While he does have healing abilities, he prefers to use them for unfortunate purposes.

Hearing word of his father’s stay in Demacia, Jaecar used his anatomical puppetry to cause a distraction and slip past the guards. He found his way to Sylas, reunited with his father, and offered his services as their medic. Despite his questionable morals, he promised he would not experiment on the mages and would, instead, use the nobles they killed as his research subjects. All too eager to lend his power to Sylas, mostly for research purposes, Sylas finds himself at an internal war over using it. While he has no qualms with controlling the dead, he does find it a bit unsettling to control the living.

ENJORRAN

Deep in the Freljord, there is one such individual that has suffered far more than most. Known as an assassin, Enjorran is a golem created long ago as a royal guard for the first king and queen. After so many years, those he was made to protect have passed and he finds himself without purpose, whilst hating the direction the Freljord has gone in. With his devastating ice abilities, Enjorran has made it his personal duty to restore the Freljord to its former glory, and has essentially become a menace to any who stand with the three current tribes.

Sylas reached out to Enjorran on a whim, hearing of this mysterious and powerful golem from books Lux had given him. He was surprised to receive an answer by way of snow owl, a letter written ( albeit poorly ) in response and affirmation of acquaintanceship. Enjorran agreed to seek out other mages in the Freljord, ask them for help whilst reminding Sylas that he cannot go anywhere near petricite. He has agreed to lend his aid however possible in exchange for some of Demacia’s plantlife pressed between books. He has never gotten to see nature. --- Although Sylas has never used Enjorran’s powers, it would be incredibly devastating. Able to cover an entire city of Demacia in snow and ice, Sylas hopes that he may be granted the ability to use this magic someday.

LUCINDA DAWNHEART

An orphan from the city of Piltover, Lucinda was adopted into the Dawnheart family and registered within Demacia’s group of mages. She has since then hidden her talents, but is among the Demacian youth who suffers from the discrimination against mages and magic. Living within one of the annulment slums, Lucinda has been protected by the other mages and has used her magic to both help and save people from danger. Magic that takes the shape of large claw-like manifestations that hover over her, this young girl has become a favorite among Demacian mages.

Sylas indeed witnessed her powers when scaring away a thief from taking their supplies, mages telling the tales of a young girl haunted by a violent spirit. They keep her magic a secret with such a tale, and she plays off having no control over this demon. --- Recognizing her strength, Sylas has asked her to continue to protect mages so long as she stays safe, but she isn’t one to listen. Lucinda has a fighting spirit despite the innocence she portrays, and is determined to fight alongside him despite his instruction. Sylas has used her abilities once, and consequently torn a mageseeker and their accompanying soldier to shreds to protect a child being taken from their family in the slums.

VEL’AAN & NAVRESHA

Not much is known about Vel’Aan aside from the fact that they were raised in Ionia. Trained to be a formidable assassin, Vel’Aan was given a task to hunt down accursed objects within Ionia’s hidden passages. It was their job to uncover the country’s secrets, and on one day they did uncover something. Hidden within the ruined temple, guarded by mages of all sorts, Vel’Aan heard the whispers of a voice with enticing promises. They slipped in through a hole in the roof, unseen and undetected, only to be met with a sinister-looking mask depicting the face of a woman. Introducing itself as Navresha, Vel’Aan would be given power in exchange for the mask’s freedom. Agreeing and leaving with the mask in hand, Vel’Aan would never be the same after putting the mask on.

Sylas sought this duo out when hearing tales of the accursed mask being free’d from its confinement, that a young shaman had appeared in a Noxian city and left more than half the town in comatose. Bodies mummified in branches and covered in white flowers that never wilt nor die, not dead but asleep with no means of waking them, Sylas was intrigued by these powers. He sent an invitation to where he heard Vel’Aan was hiding out in Ionia, and set up a meeting outside of Demacia’s borders. They agreed to work together, and Sylas realized the power’s potential. It was not violent, but peaceful, a calming coldness that felt as though he himself danced with death personified. All it took was one touch, and a body blossomed. The flowers bloomed and the body shut down to sleep. It was beautiful, a good means of disengaging people, and he felt as though together they could do great things.

More to be added in due time !

--- void mage --- darkin w/ hemomancy --- one ( 1 ) yordle --- targonian w/ weird space magic

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JULIET PEVERELL (ROTHSCHILD), 17

She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

⚜️ THE BASICS

Nickname: Jules, but only by those that are close to her, and J by Gossip Witch but otherwise Juliet. Gender: Female Date of Birth: 16th July Place of Birth: Paris, France Nationality: French Ethnicity: Celtic Accent: English, with a hint of French although she can speak perfect Queen's English

Blood Status: Pureblood, although the Peverell line has been entangled with Veelas from many years ago which gives each descendant a slightly ethereal look but this is one of the family secrets that isn't known at all.

⚜️ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Lily James Hair: Blonde Eyes: Hazel Green Height: 5'10 Weight: 55 kg Body: Juliet has a lilthe and petite figure, having always had a slim and athletic physique. Any Scars/ Marks?: She has a circular birthmark upon the small of her back that she was born with. Any Tattoos/ Piercings?: None.

Style: Juliet keeps up with the most recent fashions, usually wearing designer wear and occasionally mixing it up with whatever she'll find in someone else's closet. She is usually quite fluid with her style, and you can occasionally see her wear something that's more 'comfortable' rather than is most fashionable. However when she dresses for an event, she'll be dressed wearing something most likely designed custom just for her, adorned by family jewels. She enjoys wearing different rings, and most days she'll be wearing at least two rings one of which is a family heirloom with a small cursive writing of Peverell on the inside of the gold ring. In terms of other jewellery she'll usually wear different types of necklaces, bracelets or bangles depending on her mood or outfit.

Additional Information: N/A

⚜️ PERSONALITY:

Strengths:

- intelligent, idealistic, observant, hard working, charismatic, educated, enigmatic, perceptive, diligent, imaginative, protective, loyal, cultured, charming, refined, ambitious, focused, confident, perfectionist, astute, intuitive, insightful.

Passionate — For the things that Juliet loves, she is incredibly passionate about them and could talk about them all days on end. She will often talk nonsense and ramble on about random facts or things that she's discovered in the library (something that used to amuse Francois very much so), forgetting to see if the person she is talking to is even vaguely or remotely interested in the subject she will be speaking about. This will consist of Juliet speaking at rapid paces about something she finds absolutely fascinating; displaying her very passionate nature.

Intelligent – Juliet is incredibly intelligent because of the amount of education she had when she grew up which led her to be able to easily remember and recall facts. This meant that when she was to do tests, her photographic memory easily allowed her to write down all that was needed in order to pass with flying colours. Despite this, many would think that Juliet would take the easy road and decide to not study and take the passing marks, but instead she strives to push herself so that she will extend herself.

Hardworking – Juliet has never known an easy path. Growing up with her curse has meant that she almost didn’t survive as a child, and is something that she constantly reminds herself. She considers herself lucky that she is alive, and is never going to let go nor forget this. It is why she will always be driven and work hard in all tasks, never choosing to take the easy path out of anything, be little or big. She may not be as gifted magically like some of her peers, but in the end her intellect and her determination takes her far, and might be something that allows her to surpass them.

Weaknesses:

- sarcastic, cynical, blunt, manipulative, stubborn, introvert, (when her family demands it ; detached, cruel, ruthless — but she seldom displays her much darker nature)

Frail — When Juliet hasn't taken care of herself properly (which she forgets to do sometimes and that's why Alexi is such a blessing in her life) and forgets to eat or she isn't sleeping enough it can mean that she can easily faint at any second. It would be unsurprising to find Juliet laying down in one of the corners of the castle, slumped over because she hasn't done one of those two things. However her blood curse also means that she has a sickly health, and despite her enjoyment of outdoor activities like Quidditch and horse back riding, she can only often do them for a short period of time before having to rest.

Awkward — There are times when it seems that Juliet becomes awkward in situations. She is not fully in touch with all of the human emotions so she'll come off as not being able to understand other people when they come to her overly upset or distressed. Perhaps this was because of her upbringing which demanded that she become detached from her emotions but she sometimes won't understand people and their overemotional states.

Stubborn – One could say that Juliet is strong-willed and stubborn upon her ways. But this is due to her vast knowledge within many topics, and will be why she will stay stuck within her decisions. Utilising her sharp intellect, she will often more than not employ it to try and convince others to agree with her own opinion, as she ever so rarely is wrong, and therefore will often become persistent to lure others to agree with her words. She won’t necessarily start an argument – it is not within her nature to do so, but it is more of her to utilise her remarks and comments to try and influence others to agree with her beliefs.

Headcanon: Juliet has always been one that gets along with most people at Hogwarts. As a Ravenclaw it means that she isn't part of the usual Slytherin verses Gryffindor rivalry that occurs with many of the students, having befriended many students across the different houses.

Theme Song: Fight Song by Rachel Platten

⚜️ QUIRKS/MANNERISMS:

When Juliet gets nervous she has this habit of twirling her fingers or her hair, and it has become so habitual that she won't even realise that she's doing it

Juliet's natural fluent tongue is French so sometimes she'll think in French before manually translating it into English when she responds (and when she gets shocked she'll say a French phrase or two of swearing)

She has this habit of stealing her friends jumpers and wearing them

She rarely will lose her temper unless she is incredibly irate, and this will usually be directed towards people that hurt her close friends or family

Habits:

- Juliet sometimes will drift out of the conversation and will zone out of what is actually happening before being poked or prodded out of her imagination by one of her friends

- She will always carry at least one book around with her because she never knows when she'll have the chance to read and gain more knowledge

- Juliet will always have tangled headphones, spending at least a decent amount of time untangling them before she can finally use it - this is why Alexei bought her wireless headphones so she didn't have to do it anymore

- She enjoys to spend her time outside, and sometimes will sit on the grass outside Hogwarts doing her homework, because she enjoys it, and God forbid she sometimes wander outside without shoes on

Skills/ Talents:

- A skilled horse back rider, despite her blood curse as she grew up with a love of horses and often rode on her family's property (especially loving show jumping and cross country and the thrill of soaring over the fences despite the warnings)

- Can speak multiple muggle languages such as French, Italian, Russian, German and a couple others

- Skilled musician especially in piano and violin

- Very good memory and it seems like its photographic and she can easily recall certain facts

- For some reason Juliet is quite gifted with wandless magic and this ties into her being able to somehow do telekinesis very well although it can lead her to be quite tired after doing it for extended amounts of time

- She is also good at wordless magic

- She has a naturally very strong mind and thus has very strong occlumency barriers

- She has a slight veela allure, which will sometimes mean that people will stop and stare at her, and is something she cannot control

- She seems to have Veela abilities that have only been triggered once but means that if she is extremely angered or emotionally unstable it means that she will cause massive magic destruction and black out without remembering it (thus do not anger her if you would like not to be injured in the aftermath)

Any mental health issues :N/A

Favorite Quotes/ Sayings that your character would use:

"Um Alexi..I have something to tell you and it's kinda important, and I dunno how to say it. So I'm just gonna blurt it out. I kinda like you." *she runs away after saying this*

"Come on, it won't be /that/ bad!" - to Theo

"I'll be fine, I promise!" - to anyone who's concerned about her looking like she's about to faint and she just wants to go to Hogsmeade

"Tu m'as fait peur!" - you scared me

"Adelaide /please/, for once can you go bother Rhiannon instead of meddling yet again?" - to Adelaide (which never works)

Additional Information: What isn't known to anyone at all except Theo and Alexi is the reasons surrounding Juliet's transfer to Hogwarts in her second year after originally attending Beauxbatons. In her first year when she received the news about Francois's death, she triggered her accidental magic which caused a minor collapse of one of the sides of the castle. She fears that day because it was one of the ones that she felt so much anger, rage and sadness that it bubbled up and caused an accident which resulted in her unconscious at the scene surrounded by several other injured students. As soon as her parents found out they immediately blamed it upon unknown causes, although the school had threatened to expel Juliet for her actions (thinking that she had done it on purpose — injuring those students because she chose to, when she would never do that). Thus her parents decided to transfer her to Hogwarts under the public reasons so that she would be closer with her cousins, when truthfully the school was going to expel her (they could have donated a library to smooth things over but they decided it was better to start over with people who wouldn't remember what Juliet had accidentally done). Although the Peverell family were secretly pleased at Juliet's actions, they were displeased that she had caused such a public scandal in France, deciding that the best situation was to remove her. Ever since then she fears the day that her emotions will take over and that she will accidentally trigger it again, and it is why she has tried to be detached from her emotions, although this doesn't work (and can be awkward at times when people become overemotional.)

⚜️ BIOGRAPHY

Likes: flowers, outdoors, books, reading, geography, history — especially of the muggle world, jewellery, fashion (especially a set of designer heels), chanel perfume, horse riding, music, piano, violin, stars, astrology, art, tea, chai lattes, binge watching muggle shows, silence, exploring the muggle world.

Dislikes: pureblood supremacy, death eaters, slytherin propaganda, being cruel, sadism, apathy, condescension, pureblood balls, when she has to be a "proper pureblood lady", her parents at times, sympathy and pity.

Hobbies: quidditch — she enjoys playing catcher, horse riding, reading, being with friends, playing her musical instruments, learning more about the muggle world — especially reading about their history which she finds absolutely fascinating, exploring gardens.

Any health problems? (allergies, illnesses, etc): Cursed with blood malediction.

♣️ Family Background: A once prominent dynasty that had faded into ruins. Or so many thought. Perhaps to the muggles they would only recognise the name Rothschild, or Capetian whilst those with magical power would know of the name Peverell. The House of Rothschild originated as branch of the Capetian dynasty and it was through their varied connections that sought them to gain political power in first Paris, which spread to the rest of France and Europe – and as it would become, global domination. Controlling their city’s government from behind the smokescreen, the family thrived and it was under their power that the family succeeded in both the muggle and magical world through their deep machinations. Whilst perhaps unconventional for such a medieval wizarding family, the Peverell’s had always grown up in both worlds – both the magical and the mundane. Whilst they certainly preferred the superior way of the magical, they respected the way that the muggles were able to develop such inventions to protect themselves, developing technology in ways the magical world could not even comprehend. Thus, they saw a need to infiltrate both worlds, in order to truly reign supreme. They sought not to control power in such an obvious way like the muggle Prime Ministers, or the Minister for Magic, but rather to utilise individuals like figures upon a chessboard, moving them to how they saw fit.

The family had two branches – the magical and the mundane. For those who were born to become a squib, they were given the surname of Rothschild, whilst those that had magic were given Peverell. This allowed them to permeate into both spheres of influence, trickling in whilst no one noticed. Neither child would be treated to be superior over the other, especially when each had their own role to play in order to further the family’s power. Heeding their founding father’s words, they utilised this method throughout the centuries so that no one could truly realise how much power they held within their fingers, as they faded behind the scenes to take their place omnisciently. However, this perception changed with the birth of Juliet. Although it became evident that she had magic, it seemed that there was something not quite right with their daughter. She seemed to be rather sickly as a child, and it meant that many times she could not play with her older brother and her other cousins. She was a frail child that had to spend her times indoors, choosing to read stories from the books in her father’s library in order to create the illusion that she was outside. It was not till Juliet was five years old that Juliet’s father Nikolai realised that his daughter had been cursed with blood malediction, something that was caused by her mother’s side.

♣️ Family Affiliation: The Peverell family have always been affiliated for the Sacred 28 families, but also to Slytherin and Pureblood supremacy (that is the facade that many people see, little do they know how entangled the Peverell family is with the muggle world though.)

Socio-economic status: Richer than you could even imagine.

♣️ Family Members:

▪️ Relation: Brother

Francois Peverell / Lucky Blue Smith

- Age ; N/A

- Profession ; N/A

- Status ; Deceased

▪️ Relation: Mother

Rosaria Peverell née Medici / Charlize Theron

- Age ; 50

- Profession ; Respected member of the Wizarding community and believes in pureblood supremacy.

- Status ; Alive

▪️ Relation: Father

Julien Peverell / Colin Firth

- Age ; 47

- Profession ; Respected member of the Wizarding community and pulls many strings within the muggle world due to the Rothschild side of the family.

- Status ; Alive

♣️ What is your character's relationship with their family? Juliet is slightly estranged from her parents because they consider her to be quite a nuisance of a child because of her blood malediction curse. However she is still a Peverell so to any outsider she looks like she is a beloved child, that thrived in such a family. She rarely has any contact with her parents and is much closer to all of her cousins, especially Theo. He is like an older brother figure to her, and is one that she treasures especially.

♣️ Which family member does your character feel the closest to? Originally Juliet was closest to her eldest brother Francois, but this was until he died from an attack to the Rothschild family, as someone discovered that he was actually a Rothschild and planned to attack their side through Francois. Now she is closest to Theo in her family, and he is like a brother figure to her; and Francois's death is one of the reasons why she is so protective over her family and her closest friends. She'd fight to the death for any of them.

Happiest Memory: Juliet's happiest memory is one of the moments when she was younger which she spent with her brother. He was the one who taught her first spell which was lumos. He took the time to explain the purpose of the spell and encouraged her to take his wand and try and cast the spell. At first nothing happened, but due to his encouragement she eventually was able to produce a small light and for the first time since she had been diagnosed with her curse she felt like she had accomplished something.

Saddest Memory: When Juliet found out that her elder brother Francois had died from an owl in her first year from her parents, it felt like all the walls had shattered around her. It was the first time she had activated her veela abilities and accidentally attacked multiple students, injuring them in the abandoned classroom, when for the first time she felt such anger and rage from the news of Francois's death. It was a day that she'll always remember, and something that slightly frightens her in what could possibly happen if she loses control of her emotions again.

How does your OC feel about pureblood supremacy?: Juliet thinks that pureblood supremacy is a ridiculous notion, partly because of how she was brought up to value both muggles and purebloods — but for a completely different reason. Her family has always been powerhungry and are intelligent enough to see how they could manipulate both sides by being entangled with both. However she doesn't see the point of pureblood supremacy because she thinks that all human lives are equal, and thus thinks it shouldn't exist at all.

How does your OC feel about muggles/ half-bloods? Juliet has always been fascinated by muggles and their technology, always having used it since she was born. She thinks that they are incredibly intelligent with their creations, and feels the same about them as she would with anyone; that they are just as important as one another. She doesn't see any difference between a muggle, halfblood and pureblood.

Does your OC think they should be a part of the magical community? She doesn't mind if they should be part of the magical community at all, but she does think that before they become part of the community that they should take the time to understand one another since the muggle and magical world have very different customs and what they are used to.

Quick facts: Since Rosalie had originally been a Greengrass, it seemed that with Juliet’s birth had meant a resurface of the blood curse that had not been seen in many generations. This meant that Juliet was something of a stain upon the family, because she could not help further the family’s cause and hindered it more as not a true witch. Perhaps it would have been kinder if she had been born a muggle instead, but it seemed she was stuck as inbetween as a frail witch. Unfortunately as Juliet grew up, she needed much more care and attention than her older sibling Francois, which resulted in a lot of irritation on her parent’s behalf. She received much unkind treatment from both her mother and her father who were disappointed in the fact that their child had something that prohibited her to be able to function normally. And although she was a woman, they knew that not many families would want to have their daughter because of her curse that caused her to be weak. After all, what pureblood family would want the chance of perhaps no heir if their mother could be quite fragile at times, weakened by bouts of attacks. Thankfully although Juliet did not receive much maternal nor paternal care, her eldest brother took it upon himself to care for his younger sister.

Her idealistic and charismatic nature softened him that the times spent with her allowed what his parents perceived as his weaker side to appear. Juliet cherished the times he spent with her, as he helped her with her first spell to bringing back different books that she had not read from the Hogwarts library. Juliet had been rather lonely in her isolation at home, and although she was taught the conventional lessons of being a proper pureblooded lady, she yearned for more. She wished that her parents could accept her for who she was, but also that she would be able to travel the world. The stories she read from the books that her brother brought back as well as the ones she read from her father’s library allowed her to discover a world she could only dream of. However this would have to wait, as she finally reached the age to attend Hogwarts. As Juliet’s name was read out to go towards the sorting hat, her fingers trembled as she walked upon the stage. She could hear the whispers spreading throughout the room as they looked upon her, having heard the rumours of the sickly Peverell girl. Just let them see the real me, she thought as her smile began to beam at the call of Ravenclaw.

She had always had the slight fear she would be sort into Slytherin like much of her family before her, but it seemed that the Hat had seen her love of books overcoming any other aspects of her nature. Although she was well acquainted with many of her Slytherin peers from pureblood balls at a young age, she had never become particularly close to any of them, apart from her cousin Theo. Perhaps this was because they shunned her because of her curse, or because she was perceived to be weaker than them but these only made her stronger. And pushed her to become the individual she is today. As Juliet nears the ending of her schooling she has heard the whispers of the different sides calling towards her. Truth be told she fears war and what it will bring. For so long she has relied upon books to create the illusions and world where she can escape reality. But this time she is uncertain that she will be able to do so.

Additional Information: N/A

⚜️ HOGWARTS INFORMATION

House: Ravenclaw

Year: 7

Best Class(s): Most of Juliet's classes are her best because she has always understood theory and content very well. However sometimes it can be more difficult for her to produce this practically because magic can exert a lot of energy from her. That is why it is easier for her to actually do wandless and wordless magic where she is able to utilise her imagination and not have to use a focal point in order to create magic. Her best classes would most likely be Potions and DADA, because she has always had the biggest interest in both of these subjects.

Worst Class(s): As a typical Ravenclaw, Juliet has always scored well in all her classes, but her worst class would most likely be History because she doesn't think that Professor Binns is that interesting a Professor despite still doing well in exams.

Any Pets?: A white owl named Persephone

Reputation at Hogwarts: Juliet has always been someone that befriended different types of individuals within Hogwarts. She is one of the rare students that has friends from the different houses; even if they aren't necessarily pureblood. She has a reputation for being one of the kinder purebloods despite still being close friends with many of the ones that have a more terrifying reputation.

▪️ Is your OC based on one of the character archetypes? If so, which one: Eric van der Woodsen!

▪️ If not, please write a 2-4 sentence tagline for your OC: N/A

Additional Information: N/A

⚜️ INDIVIDUAL MAGIC

Wand: Elm with a core of Dragon Heartstring, Unyielding at 11”

Red Oak – "You will often hear the ignorant say that red oak is an infallible sign of its owner’s hot temper. In fact, the true match for a red oak wand is possessed of unusually fast reactions, making it a perfect duelling wand. Less common than English oak, I have found that its ideal master is light of touch, quick-witted and adaptable, often the creator of distinctive, trademark spells, and a good man or woman to have beside one in a fight. Red oak wands are, in my opinion, among the most handsome."

Wand Core: Dragon Heartstring – “As a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, and which are capable of the most flamboyant spells. Dragon wands tend to learn more quickly than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner. The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts , though it will not incline that way of its own accord. It is also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental.”

Wand Flexibility: Unyielding – “A wand of this flexibility finely tunes itself to its original owner’s preferences and doesn’t stray from those preferences, even in the hands of a new owner; the new owner will just have to get used to it. It is particularly good for combative and healing magic. Unyielding wand owners tend to be very confident in themselves and/or in the things they believe in. They tend to be intelligent, somewhat cynical, and usually have well-defined principles that they will not stray from ever. Sometimes, this combination can lead to arrogance because of them insisting on how right they are without considering other points of view or whether or not they might be wrong.

Wand Length: 11"

Patronus: "Raven’s are a bit like watchers of the night, quiet and observant, waiting for the precise moment to show themselves. Chances are they don’t want you to see them, then you want, as they are very good at hiding themselves. Equally, they can be incredibly charismatic when they need or want something, swooping in out of nowhere and shocking you with their mysterious presence. They have a fire to them that represents their need for freedom, and this mostly coincides with their somewhat greedy nature. They are inwardly emotional, and can turn off what they are feeling almost as a switch, if need be. The most common house for a raven patronus is Slytherin. The most common signs are Scorpio and Libra.”

Having found this spell at a younger age than most within a book in father’s study, Juliet quickly learned upon the properties of the spell, and it was due to this that led her to seek to conquer the famed patronus spell. She had heard of it before from her brother, describing its contents and she had always wondered what it would be like to have an animal appear out of your wand, being able to send messages. It took her awhile to master the spell, unlike many of the spells she had learnt of previously – not understanding about having the happiest thoughts. Eventually as she was able to cast the spell to emit a certain sliver of silver, it was at this that Juliet understood how to cast the spell – practicing it down until she was able to get it to corporeal form. To her surprise it was the patron animal of her own house – a raven.

Boggart: Juliet has often feared that she will be cast out of her family and be removed because of her inferiority to her other cousins and older brother because of her blood curse. She fears the day she loses her last name, where she will be all alone, with no one to possibly turn to at all. The image she sees is her being cast off of her family tree — being burnt off.

Amortentia: fresh ink, old books, chai tea blend, cypress wood

Affinity to any particular magic? Wandless and wordless magic.

Additional Information: N/A

#muse #skeleton #mine

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((3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory?

Moraelyn would claim to have had a perfect childhood. How true that is, or whether it’s due to a couple of centuries’ worth of rose-tinting, is hard to say. There was a lot of social pressure on him, as the third-born child of an Indoril family living within Hlaalu territory; you would think this would have eased off a little as he grew into his Vimeri identity, but if anything, it only grew more intense. A lot was always expected of him, even when very young, and that’s without even taking into account the specifics of his parentage. Any Ordinator’s child has an image to live up to, or live past, and the spectre of his father’s actions within the Order of the Inquisition spread very far; there were always those who’d view him with suspicion or fear, and he would not realise for years that they thought him to be his father’s eyes and ears. The offspring of an inter-House marriage, too, carries quite a stigma, even when that marriage was carefully-arranged and legal. His late childhood and adolescence brought with it the responsibility to be the model studious Indoril and allow no one (especially no Hlaalu mer) to find fault in him, and by extension in their family. It’s unsurprising that Moraelyn developed three common traits in House children: an almost reverent attitude to memorised etiquette and manners, a deep well of hidden anxiety, and also a weirdly-persistent rebellious streak somewhat bordering on the perverse.

By and large, though, he was mostly happy: his brothers loved him, his friends were usually loyal, he adored his little sister, his parents were tender and even somewhat indulgent by Dunmeri standards. His family was not exactly rich, but he had enough resources available that he never wanted for food or clothes or books (so, so many books). He went to his Temple classes and played in the river-mud and hit his brothers with sticks and let his sister eat beetles. That’s not a bad life, for a kid.

He has a vast wealth of fond memories, some of which I will present now in no particular order:

His brothers sitting with him on the front step of the house in the evening, teaching him how to carve corkbulb, soaking the chunks in ashwater so that the sharp knives slid through like butter.

Climbing the rocks and old trees out by the edge of town with his friends, catching little lizards and bugs to take home in a jar to show his mother, and the first time he pulled himself all the way to the top of the tallest rock formation: he’d never seen out so far, and it was just as sunset was painting the landscape in so many beautiful colours that he forgot how to breathe for a minute.

His uncle, Endalyn Thavas, letting him ride a retired Redoran Guard cavalry guar, thinking it would be quiet and sedate; it took off at a dead run into the Ashlands and they didn’t find it again for two hours. Moraelyn, still clinging to the saddle, immediately wanted to go again. This might have been the start of his ongoing love affair with absurdly-fast mounts.

Bad memories… Sadly, yes. No childhood is perfect.

The parents of one of Moraelyn’s best friends ‘having done something bad’ and ‘having to go away to learn better’. It was an open secret in Balmora that Moraelyn’s father, Savaryn, was the Ordinator who took them; mask or no, everyone knew him well enough by the back-pain stiffness of his gait. While Savaryn did try to explain things to his confused and upset little thirdborn, it wasn’t good enough for the vanished mers’ child. She hated Moraelyn for the rest of her life.

Being stuck overnight in a kwama den. While playing in an old mine he’d often been told not to play in, Moraelyn was trapped underground by a tunnel collapse, falling through a weak spot in the cave floor. It was only after he’d dusted himself off and started trying to climb out that he found that the mine was far from empty, and that the chamber he’d fallen into housed the colony’s queen. He spent the night in there, burying himself in cave dirt and eggshell in a corner to try and avoid the kwama’s notice, very aware that they could kill a grown mer with horrific ease. He’s never quite been the same about caves and tunnels ever since.

Being threatened by a furious ghost as a small child. The Ithren line bears many Ordinators, almost a family profession going back centuries. In an ancillary Ithren family tomb, there is a maddened ghost forced into permanent guard service, the spirit of a corrupt Ordinator who betrayed their post and oaths to House Indoril; the specifics were rarely, if ever, made clear, though they exist in certain Indoril ledgers from the period. Though bound by powerful magic never to harm any of Ithren lineage, Moraelyn was utterly terrified by them as a small child. He would hear the ghost’s muttering, snarling voice, whispering monstrous urges and horrifying secrets that no one else could hear. Sometimes he still does.

Almost being abducted by some shady mer who might have been a part of the Camonna Tong. It’s hard to say whether they truly were or if they were just plain bad mer of no affiliation, but they scared him nearly to death. They’d seized him and intended to drag him away before a guard heard his struggling and came to his rescue, killing one of the mer in the process.

6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate?

Moraelyn was one of those odd children who loved schooling, the sort who would ask for additional homework if given the chance. The Temple library was his very favourite place, spending long hours enthralled in stories and sermons even back when he still needed to have them read to him. He was chattersome and engaged, for the most part, though he always found mathematics dreadfully boring. He sometimes drew pictures for the instructors he liked most. He also sometimes drew pictures of the instructors he liked the least, which sometimes got him into a lot of trouble.

He finished his basic education (the freely-available curriculum of basic literacy, numeracy and Tribunal doctrine provided freely to all citizens of Morrowind, don’t @ me about this, check the commoner and pauper dialogue if you don’t believe me) long before his tenth birthday, and continued in one branch of Temple instruction or another until his early adulthood. He likely would have stayed that way, content to be an eternal student, were he not eventually drawn inexorably into true Temple service (then to the specific positions of the Order’s Vimeri priesthood), so whether Moraelyn ever really finished his schooling is mostly a matter of perspective. Certainly, his long and varied schooling puts him at a more tertiary level of education than most.

Of all the subjects he learned during his smaller years, his favourite would probably be advanced literature studies, which also encompassed calligraphy since Temple education tends to conflate the two; after all, what good is it to learn how to construct the perfect poem or analytical essay if no one can read it? He filled slates and pages with rivers of words, a habit that continues to this day after a fashion. It wouldn’t quite be correct to say that artwork and iconography replication was also a beloved subject, since he had been drawing and painting at home since he could hold a stick and draw in the dirt, and as such it never felt like real schoolwork to him.

He never did learn to enjoy mathematics, though. Sometimes he wonders if that’s vaguely heretical in some ill-known, Seht-sphered fashion.

8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals?

Answered here, so let me tell you about Moraelyn’s bird-watching. Moraelyn has a high-intellect, low-resource approach to most of the interests and hobbies he’s gained outside of Morrowind, by which I mean he’s very dedicated but very resistant to actual instruction. Sometimes, it’s because there just aren’t any written sources available or people learned enough on the subject to teach him; other times, it’s just because he’s stubborn and usually refuses to take anyone’s word for anything.

His bird-watching hobby is an excellent example of this. He’ll take detailed notes, sketches, collect feathers, and likely have a very good grasp on the species and habits of birds in his immediate vicinity. However, due to a variety of reasons (language barriers, lack of written notation on the subject (because who needs to write down what a perfectly common bird is, right?), recent arrival to the province, outright derision for what anyone tells him, etc), he doesn’t always know what their actual names are. So, he does what he’s always done with languages that aren’t his own: take the parts he does know, and force them into more fitting shapes with enough conviction that they might sound like real words in their own right to someone who wasn’t paying very close attention.

He knows what pigeons are, but not doves. He knows what sparrows are: small, roundish birds that eat seed and steal breadcrumbs. Therefore, all small, roundish birds, if they can be plied with seed or breadcrumbs, must be some sort of sparrow; yes, this also includes pigeons. He’s pretty sure that quail, pheasant and grouse are various types of wild chicken (he’s actually not that far off). He knows that hawks are birds of prey with large talons and a hooked beak, and that falcons are like that but smaller and can be made to sit on your arm with some training, therefore ‘hawk’ and ‘falcon’ are more general size classes in his mind than real species types. He thinks owls are probably some sort of falcon, and does not believe eagles exist. Don’t try to convince him.))

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(Thanks, Squire, I appreciate you encouraging my nonsense :D)

2- How’s their team work? Do they share well?

They make a very good team, especially when it comes to looking after Jack. Because Hotch travels so much for work, he already has an arrangement with Jack’s Aunt Jessica whereby she’s basically Jack’s other parent, and Harry gets folded into that set-up after he and Hotch get serious. Even before he moved in with them, Harry baby-sat Jack quite regularly and would help Jessica whenever she needed it. (Once or twice, they’ve been mistaken for Jack’s parents, which amuses them a lot because nope, mum’s sister and dad’s boyfriend.) And Hotch and Harry end up working together in a professional capacity on several occasions (which is in fact how they met), and they’re a good team in those circumstances as well.

Harry is always joking about how he’s lived on his own for so long that he’s not used to sharing, but it’s not a problem for them. In fact, it doesn’t take very long for a significant portion of their clothes to become jointly owned. Socks, t-shirts, pyjamas, sweaters… Harry is skinnier and a few inches shorter, but since he favours baggier clothes enough of their stuff is the same size that ownership just becomes a question of who picked it up first that day. Sharing in general comes pretty easily to them. They have separate home offices, though, because that’s what Hotch is used to and also Harry is oddly possessive over his desk space.

5- Nicknames? Pet names? Any in-jokes?

They don’t really have any nicknames for each other, but they will call each other ‘doctor/professor’ and ‘agent’ when they’re being silly. Also, Harry has known Hotch as ‘Aaron’ pretty much since they started seeing each other socially.

As for pet names, Hotch pretty much only ever uses ‘honey’. Harry, on the other hand, favours ‘darling’ because he enjoys playing up the Posh English Dude thing. Also, Hotch gets a bit flustered at compliments, so any number of complimentary pet names are fair game, and if he’s being cheeky Harry will sometimes call him ‘old man’. (Hotch, only seven years older than Harry, objects to that one.) Harry’s a chronic nicknamer, it’s a bit of a problem.

As for in-jokes, they’ve got quite a few. Anything to do with the difference between American- and British-isms is a common source of humour, as is (slightly more morbidly) determining time of death through the growth cycles of insects. (Something Hotch asked Harry about when they first met at the morgue because time of death was vital to the case they were working, and also the pretext under which Harry gave Hotch his phone number- “you should give me a call sometime if you want to talk some more about maggots. Or you know, anything else you might want to talk about.”) They also joke a lot about how Harry is always stealing Hotch’s clothes.

9- Do they discuss big issues? Religion? Marriage? Children? Death?

The first time they went out for a drink together, the typical ‘get to know you’ conversation rapidly shifted into in-depth thoughts on the intersection of profiling and forensics, and then to the ethics and mental health complications of working in law enforcement, so big issue conversations have kind of been their thing since the beginning.

Religion doesn’t come up very often because they’re both atheists (Harry wasn’t raised with religion, Hotch was and had decided it wasn’t for him by the time he was a teenager), except when it’s been a factor in a case one of them has been working on. Although they do talk about death a lot (since it’s central to both of their jobs), and their slightly different approaches to the issue of life after death have come up in conversation. Harry is pretty firmly in the ‘there is no afterlife, and it’s pointless to think about anyway’ camp, whereas Hotch is more open to the concept because of how it helps people deal with loss (see: his conversations with Jack about talking to Haley) even though he personally doesn’t believe in it. As for death as it relates to them personally, it’s something they’re pretty frank and open about. Hotch does a dangerous job, Harry deals with dead bodies every day- their own inevitable deaths and their wishes surrounding them is something that comes up pretty naturally in conversation.

As for children, that came up pretty early on because Hotch and Jack were obviously a package deal. Harry was actually delighted by that, because he’d been starting to worry that he’d missed his chance at being parent. Adopting a six-year-old also means skipping the stress of the baby and toddler years, which he realises he’s quite okay with. Due to the nature of both their jobs, additional kids aren’t something they’re interested in, but adopting or fostering somewhere down the line once Hotch retires from fieldwork is something they’ve filed away for future discussion.

Marriage, however, they somehow managed to forget to talk about. Harry was never all that bothered by the concept, and sorting through the baggage from his divorce took Hotch quite some time, so it wasn’t until a couple of years after they moved in together that it casually came up in conversation. And they pretty much decided then and there ‘why not?’ (Rossi was delighted that it went down that way, because ‘neither of them, but they’ll still get married’ was what he bet on in the ‘who will propose to whom?’ pool at the BAU.)

31- Do they finish each other’s sentences? Pick up any phrases or habits from each other? Know when the other is hiding something?

Sometimes they’ll have entire conversations where Hotch only has to say half a dozen words and his entire meaning will be understood. It would work the other way around as well, but Harry likes the sound of his own voice too much. (Sorry, Harry, but it’s true.) But they don’t normally finish each other’s sentences because they respect the fact that they’re both pretty verbal people who don’t like being interrupted or misunderstood.

Since Harry is pretty stubborn about continuing to use British-isms, Hotch (and Jack) ends up picking a fair few of them up. Harry is delighted. As for habits, Harry finds himself folding his arms a lot more than he used to because he mirrors Hotch and that’s Hotch’s default way of standing.

Harry is almost too open, so it’s very rare for him to be hiding something from Hotch, unless Hotch is struggling and he’s trying to be cheerful despite not being in the best place himself. Hotch sees straight through him, though, which usually produces some good-natured grumbling about the hazards of dating a profiler before they actually sit down and talk through what’s bothering them. Hotch, on the other hand, tends to keep his emotions and experiences to himself with the intention of protecting people, so it’s a good job that Harry is pretty good at spotting when he’s doing that and doesn’t let him get away with it. He’s not quite as good at reading people as Hotch is, but he’s persistent. If he can tell that something’s wrong he’ll keep digging until he finds out what it is. So their relationship ends up being a pretty steep learning curve for Hotch re: opening up about things that are upsetting him, and his emotional health improves as a result.

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