#butch mireska headcanon but i FAILED

[anx1oustig3r]

“After you, my dear,” the fairy chirps, her voice is a stark contrast to how she presents herself. While she speaks in a high, melodic song, she stands before Lina in a suit so sharp it would put the finest of aristocratic gentlemen to shame. Her bony hand is outstretched into the tavern, and Lina playfully curtsies in response.

“Why thank you, handsome,” she purrs, feeling incredibly smug as a dark pink blush forms on Mireska’s face, covering her freckles. Handsome, at first it had been strange to call her handsome - admittedly the rather restrictive culture she had grown up in, both in Misrule and especially the Helio Imperium, had had a heavy impact on her. Now, however, it comes to her as naturally as the word ‘hello’, and for good reason too, Mireska is very handsome.

A couple of heads turn as they make their way to an unoccupied booth, the standard drunken men who are all too eager to throw unwanted winks and comments, but their open mouths clamp shut when they get a good look at her companion. Lina looks up at Mireska who has her fangs bared in a mocking smile. There had been comments before, fools who would remark that she should ‘pick one and stick with it’. Others had demanded Lina to ‘try a real man and not some cheap imitation’. Of course they had been silenced fast by fireballs to the face and hanging upside down by a bramble snare, but the experiences often left her apprehensive walking into a tavern.

If it bothered Mireska, she was very good at hiding it, still grinning as they slide into their seat side by side. The fairy puts a spindly arm around her and pulls her in close, which Lina welcomes with a contented sigh. They had been travelling together for only a couple of months, but those months had been the most normal she had felt in … well in her life really. Sure it had been hard to adjust to the fairy’s … unconventional lifestyle, but after the first month it was like clockwork. Visit a new city, let Mireska off her leash to get them some gold, sight see, get into trouble with the law then run like hells. She had to admit it was nice getting to see the world, she could never have dreamed of this as Shabarrah’s human weapon.

“Whiskey,” Mireska announces and Lina jumps, realising a waiter had approached them. Mireska is going for her old reliable, and Lina decides to be a little bit cute.

“You don’t happen to have Molten Red, do you?” She asks. The waiter nods, casting a questioning look between the two of them, although he keeps his trap shut for his own sake as he paces off to the bartender.

“Molten Red?” Mireska asks with a chuckle, “Are ye tryin’ to cause me war flashbacks?”

Lina gives her a gentle nudge.

“I thought it’d be funny,” she says. “Since you tried it ten months ago.”

Mireska’s eyes widen and she tugs at the collar of her shirt.

“Ten months?” She cocks her head, antennae flopping gently. “Ach! Sure time flies when yer havin’ fun!”

Mutterings catch Lina’s attention and she looks out, aware of some patrons pointing at them and shaking their heads. She catches the words ‘wrong’ and ‘disgraceful’. Mireska notices too, her antennae perk at their voices.

“Does it bother you too?” Lina asks. The fairy snorts although there’s a tremble in her voice when she speaks.

“Ah, I’m used to it,” she says. “It’s insecurity on their end, I’m all too comfortable in meself an’ it drives them mental!”

“I wish I had your confidence,” Lina wraps her arms around herself, feeling the other patrons gazes burning into her skin and she can feel that unbearable itch to scorch the earth writhing underneath it. Mireska pulls her in tighter and her voice is gentle in her ear over the chatter of the tavern.

“Hey,” she coos. “I wish I had your confidence! Yer the one sendin’ them all packin’ with one blast of fire!”

“It’s hardly confidence, just aggression.”

Mireska simply shrugs.

“Potato potato.”

Molten Red burns the throat in all the right ways, Lina could never imagine a better drink and beside her, Mireska is shaking her head.

“I dunno how ye down that,” she says.

“I don’t know how you down that,” Lina responds, nodding to her mug of whiskey. Mireska takes a long swig of it without flinching and smirks back at her.

“Well whiskey’s actually lovely,” she says. “One o’ the best poisons money can buy-“

She’s promptly interrupted by approaching men and isn’t that a treat? Their night is about to get ruined. Lina takes a deep breath and balls her fists, trying to quell the fire rapidly increasing in size in her veins. Mireska is eyeing them too, although she’s clearly scanning for any loose change they may be carrying.

“Hey!” One of them barks, Lina can smell the alcohol on his breath from where she’s sitting. “What are you?!”

He’s pointing right at Mireska who frowns back at him, her lip curls and reveals her fangs.

“A faerie,” she says, attempting to lower her voice but the man’s companion lets out a laugh.

“That’s a chick!” He nudges his friend, “You guys inverts or what?”

Mireska lets out a hiss so ferocious that shadowcats would run in terror. Lina’s done trying to bury the fire in order to avoid a scene.

“I’ll fuckin’ batter yis!” She snarls, “C’mere an’ say that again! I dare ye!”

Lina knows what Mireska is up to, and the man leans across the table, glaring right into her green eyes with a mocking sneer.

“Invert!”

Lina jumps up like a shot, launching her forehead right into his nose. Pain ricochets through her skull but years of training means she shrugs it off while he falls backwards clutching his face. She’s quick to bring the fire out, pinning him down and raining burning punches while he howls. Mireska has his friend, clawing his eyes and swiping him, fighting the old fashioned way as she put it.

As quickly as the fight started, they’re grabbed by guards and tossed out of the city. Mireska fires two middle fingers up at the gate as it’s slammed shut.

“Is that how yis wanna be?!” She screeches, “Well joke’s on the lotta yis! I didn’t pay me tab, ye shower o’ gobshites!”

Lina places a hand on her shoulder, the fire ebbing away as the adrenaline wears off, rapidly replaced by growing shame.

“Are you alright?” She asks. Mireska turns and spits blood into the grass.

“I hate that word,” she grunts, a fury that seemed to span back years twisting her face. Lina wraps her arms gently around her.

“I hate it too,” she tries to sound soothing but her voice only shakes. “What’ll we do now?”

Mireska is quiet for a moment, resting her chin on top of her head.

“We could go fish for bottle ends in the outskirt district?” The chirp returns to her voice, although Lina can tell when she’s forcing it. However it doesn’t stop the chuckle from escaping her.

“How romantic!” She looks back up at her. “You’re such a gentleman, do you know that?”

“More of a gentleman than most fellas,” Mireska shakes her head with a hearty tut. Lina brings a hand up to her face.

“But that’s what I love about you.”

[anx1oustig3r]

uuuuh moba fairy headcanon post because i just have 0 chill

under the cut bc if you choose to read it then brother that’s on you

The biggest thing I headcanon is that the fire was half premeditated but it also got way out of hand for her. It’s pretty much confirmed she was a teenager when she did that and I don’t actually believe she was thinking it through completely. It was a moment of pure spite and anger at her father and it wasn’t until the estate was burning in front of her did she realise there might have been some irreversible consequences to this decision.

The second thing is she actually had a good relationship with her father when she was a child. I feel this way because she’s fixated on him specifically. I have ideas about her mother but that’s going too far into fanfic and fan character talk so all I’m going to say is they never had a good relationship so she doesn’t particularly care and leave it at that. Her dad only really saw her as a possession so when she became a teenager and more self assured as all kids are, he became more controlling, overbearing and cold toward her which, man that shit hurts. I also assume he’s most likely the type which is, “have kids for my legacy and bloodline” rather than any genuine interest in being a parent. He had expectations for her, she failed him and he decided he didn’t love her anymore.

My reasoning for that is like, okay let’s be honest the game loves to poke at “oh yeah Mireska hates her family” but doesn’t really give us a reason why outside of “spoiled and rebellious”. And the level she goes to to stick it to her dad is pretty dramatic. Setting fire to his estate, potentially killing him mind you, and also stealing a priceless family heirloom specifically because she knew doing that would be worse than leaving it to burn. Like that’s personal. I don’t think it’s far fetched to believe that there’s something way more deep going on there than just she’s a spoiled brat. And what’s a harder hitting point than “my dad used to love me but now he hates me because I didn’t turn out how he wanted me to”.

Because of all this she feels guilty as all hell about what she did but she will die a million deaths before she EVER admits that out loud. Think about it. What seemed like a good idea as a reckless kid is actually a sure fire way to destroy any means of getting closure with her parents. And when you move away from a bad home situation your mind will tend to wander toward any good times it can think about, and that disturbs her. She hates these complicated and conflicting feelings so she buries them under her mischievous wee fairy persona. Underneath that she is a bitter, angry, confused and scared child.

Admitting to this would be admitting she’s in the wrong and she just won’t do that. Pangolier mentions there’s good in her and she could do good things and I actually believe he’s telling the truth. But for her, again that means admitting she’s done wrong and taking accountability for that. She’s willing to keep drowning in bitterness and anger just to bury feelings and conversations that she doesn’t want to have or acknowledge. If she ever wants to move on from this, she’ll have to face her mistakes and only time will tell if she ever does.

also uuuuuh umm uh nonbinary butch lesbian mireska who goes by she/her but likes being referred to with masculine terms (sir, prince, king etc)