#freaking BLOODSTONE

[the-mystic-dragon]

i just made it into janthir syntri and oh my gosh it’s so stunning

the rain. the fog. the bleak overcast vibes. the autumn colors. it’s perfect

[nightingale-prompts]

Danny lives in a horror horror movie-part 2

Part 1

Once again this is inspired by surrealist horror books and podcasts. This is mainly inspired by Welcome to Nightvale more directly with other influences as well.

The people of Amity Park are strange. The entire town was off.

Wes, the teenager that worked late at the gas station was not the talkative sort but he gave quite the few clues.

"You aren't from here aren't you?" He said cleaning the black blood off his face.

"Uh, no. We are hero sent to investigate-" Superman tried to explain but Wes began laughing.

"Heros?! Haha! That's a new one. Alright, nutcases you got me." Wes laughed "New people are great. I only get locals these days."

"Wait, so no one outside the town comes here?" Batman asked, still trying to keep this investigation on track.

Wes went silent.

"No one comes here. This gas station is on the edge of town." He picked up his book again.

"If no one comes to this town why is there a gas station built just outside the city limits?" Batman asked this time more firmly.

"Let me specify. People tend to come here once. People come into town every once in a while and they stay. They don't leave. No one leaves." Wes didn't sound like he was making a threat just saying what he believed.

"That's not normal. Why would that happen?" Batman asked.

Wes sighed deeply as if he had this conversation time and time again.

"People don't just end up here. Usually, the ones that come here are those that want to leave their old life behind. They don't look for this place they just end up here. Sometimes they get freaked out but they settle like the rest of us and just make their place here." He explained but he really didn't feel like it.

When another question popped up Wes just turned his radio to a station and turned it all the way up.

"Good Evening citizens of Amity Park. It is another beautiful night here in our quiet little town. Here at the local public broadcast station, we wish you a great day and we hope that you remembered to not leave your shoes outside your door. Amanda Sawyer forgot last Saturday and hasn't been seen since. Please remember or end up like poor Amanda. This was a warning from the town's public health committee." A young but not too young voice said over the radio. "You know that is the mark of a caring local government. Sure they spend so much on bloodstone alters and bi-yearly mandatory festivals but we all know it's for our health and happiness. Now moving on to current events: A group of strangely dressed visitors are in our town. They are at the Cabbymart Gas Station at the end of town. They are asking Wes a lot of questions and Wes as always is in a bad mood. Hang in there Wes we all have those days. Retail am I right? We'll check in later with an update as this story evolves. Remember to welcome our visitors when you see them. Until then here is the-."

The broadcast was switched off as Wes turned to another station.

"Who was that? What was that actually?!" Flash asked hysterically.

"That's just Danny. He works at the radio station now." Wes grunted still not in the mood.

"Okay but how did he know we were here? We just got here and we haven't even gone into town."

"He just knows. I don't even get what you're asking! Why wouldn't he know, he reports the news?! Look can you guys just buy something or leave?" Wes said exasperated.

The heroes had little chance of getting more answers out of the teen so they went into town. Despite it being past midnight now the people of Amity Park were up and about. Watering their gardens and talking in front of illuminated cafés. They all looked carefree and jovial. Even a woman greeted them like the sight of people dressed in capes and spandex was normal.

But things here seemed out of place. Things just didn't match. Bloodstains made patterns into the sidewalk like children's sidewalk chalk.

The buzz if the radio station broadcast could be heard from window sills.

"We interrupt this broadcast for our sponsor Subway. Subway: Eat your cold dead heart out. Now with that out of the way an update on the revolutionary ghost situation. The mayor had formally declared that he would be kept at the museum where he could parade about however he liked. I'm sure the children of the town will adore his charming way of shooting at nothing and spending an hour to reload. There is also an update on the amusement park now that Mr.Stiches caretaker role has been filled by my friend Sam we can expect the horror house can finally reopen for the season. Buy tickets now. And lastly the update on the stangers in town. The brightly colored fellows are still meandering around town. I wonder what they're thinking. Probably things like: Where are these bloodstains from? What are we doing here? And most importantly. Will I ever see my family again? All good questions."

Amity Park was a strange place. But the people liked it that way. They never blinked twice at the horrid and horrific thanks that happened. Perhaps they were monsters in their own right but unlike the jaded masses of Gotham, they were downright jovial about it. In their world, there weren't demonic entities or ancient gods. What they experienced were things, undefined by mortals. Reality blurred with something else, somewhere else. So they adapted.

It was when the heros was a group of children attacked this Thing with long knurled limp and lips like puss-filled sacs under the watchful eyes of parents did they understand. They were the monsters here.

"Another win for Girl Scout Troop 667 in their hunt. Their parents must be so proud. It brings me back to 4th grade when all the children were kidnapped and brought to the library by the monstrosities we call librarians for the summer reading program. Had it not been for Valerie and her high reading comprehension score and display of berserker rage tactics we would have probably all died. I still remember as she stood over the body of the fallen librarian with the bloodied book Hannibal held aloft. She was an inspiration to us all and the reason we fled to the woods to train under her as her children's militia. Books and knives in hand we well-read warriors set out to keep our town safe. Remember kids of Amity Park, we look to heroes like Valerie and the clawed librarian's hand that hangs around her neck as a symbol of pride. Don't forget to return your library book. The librarians are still alive and while the most feral ones have been disposed of there still is a small population of them left in order to preserve the local food chain and they can smell late returns."

[ectobabble]

Shiny's rock + how it fits into FNaF

I realized the research/prep I did for 'The Imposter' so now I wanna ramble about it bc i think i deserve it? [in defense of shiny] [The Imposter fic]

The first time Shiny brings up rocks it's when Sun freaks out about them leaving and possibly not coming back. Shiny pulls out their 'worry stone' and gives it to him saying that it's too important for them to not come back for it. They also mention it's to help find lost things, so Sun will find Shiny tomorrow at work.

A worry stone is something that a person keeps on them and rubs every time they are stressed, resulting in smoothing the stone over time. However, Shiny's is large and bumpy, meaning it's new and wasn't meant to be one.

It's Chalcopyrite which is a stone that can be used as a compass to find lost items/people and help increase psychic abilities and intuition. Shiny explains why they carry it around but there is a misunderstanding between them.

Shiny brings up another stone. "That's Hematite! Good for remembering things and getting rid of bad energy." Which, yeah, but it's also known as the bloodstone, used for grounding, stability, and focus(memory).

Quartz is an all-purpose stone that Shiny gives to the little girl who was hurt in Chapter 13. It enhances other crystals paired with, but it also is fantastic for memory.

Lapis Lazuli is another memory stone helping with communication and sharing information.

Blue Chalcedony is said to be used for memory enhancement, but mostly storing information.

Most of Shiny's stones are based on searching for things and remembering, which makes sense because they have DID and do not have ANY of their childhood memories, Imp does. Imp also refuses to talk with them, so it could be seen as an attempt to try and remember by themselves. A few of these double as 'clearing away evil spirits/negative energy', which hm... wonder what that would affect in the plex.

So that brings me to... what is a key part of the FNAF lore: Remanent that is used when making the animatronics to trap souls in them. Basically just 'soul energy' and something talked about in scriptures. So metaphysical energy already exists in the FNaF universe and the ImpAU is going to use that.

Also i swear to fuck they're gonna kiss, I didn't bait and switch. They gotta suffer for it. The main plot is about child abuse and psychological horrors.

Ironically Imposter pushes the relationship story but has to traverse the main plot. Shiny experiences the love story but pushes the main plot.

This doesn't get into Imposter's contributions, lemme know about that bc i talk WAY too much. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk.

It's also important to know that Imposter doesn't know jack about Shiny's rocks and neither do Moon/Sun

[ninebaalart]

Elsa Bloodstone

time to shoot up some monster freaks up with a shotgun like its devil may frickin cry up in here

[clandestone]

⸻  darshan  brar  ,  a  thirty-five  year  old  ,  has  survived  another  day  in  red  creek  where  they  have  lived  for  their whole  life .  the  sacrificial  lamb  is  known  for  being  resilient  and  cynical  and  is  often  associated  with  the blue tint that washes over the world in the earliest hours of the morning, the emptiness in your hands- how long has it been since they’ve held something other than a weapon or a glass of whiskey?, abandoning your faith but still seeing god everywhere.  in  a  small  town  where  they  work  as  a  deputy  at  red  creek  police  department,  word  travels  fast  .

the basics

Name: darshan brar Nicknames: darshy (only acceptable from close friends, otherwise its like enemy speed run), darsh, brar Faceclaim: Rahul Kohli Gender: cis-male, he/him Sexual Orientation: bisexual Age: 35 Birthday: may 9, 1989 Occupation: deputy at the red creek police department Marital Status: single Pets: one beta fish named “fish”, roughly 8 houseplants. all immaculately cared for. Residence: his childhood home on Norwood Street Positive Traits: brave, ambitious, principled, persistent, resilient, kind-hearted Negative Traits: cynical, skeptical, stubborn, a lil moody, workaholic, savior complex lowkey

aesthetics

Inspiration: dana scully (the x-files), charlie swan (twilight), theo decker (the goldfinch), shane (stardew valley), more tbd Animal: moose Tarot Card: judgement Zodiac: taurus  Mineral: bloodstone Song: these days - nico

Backstory (TW: grief, parent death, implied neglect)

 Was there ever a sweeter little boy? All he ever wanted to do was help. A child cursed with a soft heart and open arms, born into a life that seemed determined to tear him to pieces. He got his gentleness from his mother, Chandra Brar. At only twenty-years old, she was innocent, naïve, entirely unaware that a person could say they love you, only to leave you in the same breath. Darshan was supposed to be the beginning of a long, happy life together- but how could she know a father would deny his own son? Heavily pregnant, Chandra moved to Red Creek to escape the pitying looks and  judgmental stares. It was not an easy life, and they had very little, but they were happy enough- and that happiness only grew when Chandra met the man she would marry. He was a stoic man, deeply religious and cold, but he was good, and it was clear that he adored Chandra and Darshan.  After a few years of marriage, they welcomed Darshan’s sibling to the world [see WC], and at last- Chandra had her happy family.  It would not last long. Before his sibling’s first birthday, Darshan's step-father would pass in a freak accident, leaving Chandra alone once again. Something broke in Darshan’s mother that day, and she threw herself into religion, sure there was something she had to atone for. Why else would she be subjected to this twice? But God stayed quiet, and Chandra spent the rest of her life waiting to hear his voice. It was up to Darshan to pick up the pieces. At 18,Darshan fled. He felt terrible about leaving his sibling behind with an absent mother, but he desperately wanted to go to college, to do something for himself for the first time. His first semester was great- life was lighter, easier to shoulder. But it would not last- he was called home. His mother had died after falling suddenly and gravely ill, and he had to drop out of school to take custody of his sibling.  Police work wasn’t his first choice, but he was young and able-bodied, the work paid well, and the department only required a high school diploma. It was only supposed to be temporary- eventually, he was going to leave, go back to school, start his own life. But seventeen years have passed, and still he sits, still he waits, dust gathering on his vision of the future. Darshan lives in his family home on Norwood Street, and is a frequent patron of Dolly’s Diner and the Redstone. He is prone to drinking a little too much, but he’s a fun drunk and it doesn't happen that often, so it’s kind of whatever. He takes his job seriously, doesn’t let a ton slide while he’s in uniform, but when he’s off-duty, he doesn’t really care that much. As long as you don’t offer him coke or do something incredibly illegal in front of him, he will probably be chill about it. 

Wanted Connections

friends of all kinds!! drinking buddies, childhood friends, co-workers, people he just runs into a lot. close or casual, i will take them all.  frequent fliers at the station!! people who get into trouble often, and know darshan well because of it. it could be fun if they got along, but it could also be fun to do an arch-enemy, jake peralta/doug judy type of thing. enemies!! someone he gave a ticket to once, and they are still mad about it. someone who just doesn't like cops (valid). someone who just hates his vibe for some reason. an ex, or an old friendship that ended poorly. someone who wants to hold this man!! totally open to all possibilities here. he's probably oblivious to it because he can't imagine someone wanting to care for him. it could be a casual thing where someone caught feelings, or a friendship they don’t want to ruin, or a constant right person, wrong time thing. give me yearning or give me DEATH his sibling!! this is a WC on the main, but he was essentially their parent for a large part of their life- even before their mom died. they can be close or they could even dislike each other!! maybe they have stayed religious, while darshan has turned away from it. maybe they feel like he abandoned them when he went to college. maybe they still live together, and hang out and are chill. these are all options that work.  

[dangermousie]

I love that this place is genuinely horrific.

But also compare her reaction - terror and acceptance:

And his:

Geng's indignation and attempt to fight as compared to the rest of slaves' acceptance, is not (just) because he's a hero. It's because the rest of them are already long-term slaves or just peasants or w/e - they are used to the world being brutal and unfair, they are used to being ordered about and mistreated, and just taking it. Yes, the gradation is different - this is apparently the worst place in the kingdom - but the nature of their lives is not. But Geng is a prince!!! Yes, ALL humans are slaves for the Gods but except for messenger coming once a year to collect bloodstones, he doesn't see them. His parents loved him and he was at the top of social pyramid. So he sees the indignity and horror of it as utterly fresh. There is a reason he thinks of his parents.

But it's pretty telling that his attempt to both rabble rouse and to literally fight is hopeless (at this point in time) and it ends up with is his being branded in the freaking neck. The rest of the slaves can at least hide their by their sleeves, but his is always visible.

The way the head slave boasts he's the head slave!!!! (It's actually, if you think about it, parallel of the roles Geng and his father the King had too - the head slaves above all the humans in their kingdom; it's the gradation. But of course Geng and his father rebelled. This man, like the King of Bai and his gross side, are happy to have people to lord it over, and don't care they aren't free themselves.)

And yup, his noble act and all, she still got branded too, look at her rubbing her arm.

[achy-boo]

House of Misfits

"Welcome to house of Misfits. I am Saturday Atelier, your housewarden or Father or Master.."

House of Misfits or Misfits' Mansion is a dorm of Royal Sword Academy who accepted anyone that was rejected by society's expectations and can't find the place for them to call home.

Like Sapphire Lake Dorm, House of Misfits do not follow the uniform rule so students in this specific dorm wears different outfits but had to wear something like a cloth or a pin to show them which dorm they are in. Saturday is the heardwarden, Father or Master and Delano Bloodstone is the vice warden, Master Delano or Sir in here.

Since Saturday is..unique. There are rules about his dislike of any video and picture taken of him without permission. Just ask him. Unlike RSA, House of Misfits preferred to distant themselves of anything involving the rivalry of RSA and NRC.

House of Misfits has its own clubs, events and beauty like Ssapphire Lake Dorm. Yes it’s beautiful.

Saturday and Delano are the only ones who wears different outfits based on their um.

Saturday’s Headwarden outfit is this actually;

Delano’s dorm uniform but he likes the color;

These fashion are beautiful.

In order to find the dorm you had to find a glitching pumpkin, follow it and when you do, you will be at the gate of the dorm.

To exit: find a glitching Skull, following it and you will be out of the dorm.

Rules are pretty simple but also strict. This is for any student to follow the rules of the dorm or else they will be punished based on the rules.

Would you be willing to join the Misfits’s Mansion and be a part of a family of freaks?

@queen-of-twisted @marrondrawsalot @yukii0nna @yumeko2sevilla @dxmoness @yoghurtsan

[bluemoonperegrine]

Wolf Be Upon Yeet: Part III

In which @vicarious-rebel and I chatted via DM about the Werewolf By Night and Moon Knight crews in her headcanon which includes Elsa’s pet eldritch horror Stony, which had been the Bloodstone but is now literally a monster. Here are part I and part II.

Stonyverse short fics: 

“Of blood and stone” by Vi

 “Something Awful This Way Comes” (ao3 link) by me

"In which the Bloodstone is a little shit" by Vi

This amazing, adorable gif that's eventually relevant to the silliness below it is @toothyclown's creation. (Toothy, If it's not cool that I saved the file and posted it here, lmk and I'll delete it immediately.) Here's the original post with the gif.

This edition gets Looney-Tunes-style silly. 🤣

Vi’s text is black. bluemoonperegrine’s text is blue. (I mean, of course.)

I'm thinking about writing some Stony stuff, so I'm rereading your fic introducing the adorable li'l scamp. There "was the body and eight legs of an arachnid but a bony humanoid torso where the chest and head portion should be. The arms were long and thin but ended in clawed hands large enough to close around a human head." So he has eight spidery legs and two arms. The arms are generally human-like, right? Just kind of warped and horrific?

Stony is huge! It sounds like when standing his abdomen is 7 ft off the ground. If his torso and head are roughly human-sized, that would put his head about 4 feet higher.

I think Stony shouldn't have much of a scent. In any case, it would freak Jack out even more if this creature that partially looks like a skinned human doesn't smell like blood and flesh at all.

This idea popped into my head: the moon boys teaching Stony to walk on his humanoid hands. Jack would pass out on the spot the first time he saw it.

If Stony is as big as I described above, someone's gotta ride him like a steed sent straight from hell. Elsa makes the most sense.

I read this part of our chat--"considering Ted's acid is a reflex"--as "Ted is acid reflux" initially. 🤣

Random idea: Elsa finds a way to make Stony temporarily smaller so it's easier to bring him on hunts. Or maybe discovers that he can go back into gem form but doesn't want to. Elsa would need a truckload of chicken nuggets to train and reward Stony for stuffing himself back into gem form for a while.

Stony: screech-growls in protest

Jack: flinches, then fidgets

Elsa: It's only for a few hours. As we clear out the nest, you can eat every single one of those shambling mounds!

Jack: shudders

Stony: perks up

My brain keeps circling back to Stony's origin story. Why was he suddenly able to manifest in monster form? I'm thinking that during a big fight the Bloodstone got a hairline crack. That disturbed some sort of containment spell and Stony could break free.

yup his arms are pretty human-looking, just disproportionately long for extra body horror eldritchness

Regarding Stony's scent, I do imagine him to smell of blood but it also makes perfect sense for him not to smell of anything bc he's supposed to be in a rock.

You're right that it would freak Jack out. It'll make him develop Stony-sense.

TINY STONY! I imagine him looking the same just…. smaller

My Little Stony 🤣

The question is how tiny is tiny Stony? horse-sized? large dog-sized?

He could change to multiple sizes: stone-sized or dog-sized Regarding how he manifested, something like a spell or whatnot "dissolving" the bloodstone and releasing the sentience

When Stony's out, the actual Bloodstone is gone and not in its frame because it's not a stone anymore

Jack sees something crawling on the floor, assumes it's a spider, then "oh wait oh shit it's That Thing"

Poor Jack sees one of the moon boys teaching Stony to do a trick and he just nopes out

Jack wakes up one morning to find tiny Stony curled up on top of him (on top of the covers) sleeping soundly… and is promptly launched across the room by shrieking Jack who runs for the hills

Tiny stony usually sleeps on Elsa's bed. 🤣

I think I just want to terrorize Jack.

Or worse, sees Elsa actually train it for combat and legs it Hasn't Jack suffered enough?

(No.)

Terrorizing Jack is so much fun. He's our damsel in distress

Someone save the werewolf from the eldrich tarantula

A favorite visual of mine in this AU is Stony deliberately trying to freak out the resident smol woof and Marc just deflecting him like "ok that's enough, you're gonna stop it or no chicken nuggets for you"

Jake not too secretly eggs Stony on. Sneaks him a spicy chicken nug when Marc's not looking

Jack looks at him, betrayed "I loved you… Trusted you…. And you BETRAY ME?!"

Jake: Man up, woof boy

Steven: Jake, I won't tolerate this sort of misogyny and misandry. That's no way--

The system devolves into bickering again. Jake: it's all in good fun

Steven: good fun? you're traumatizing him

Maybe Steven let Jack know about something that wigs Jake out so he can give him a little of his own medicine. He could be afraid of butterflies or something.

Marc standing off to the side, rolling his eyes

Yeah, Steven likes fairness so he'd do that

Jake: whispering to Stony in Spanish Jack: I CAN HEAR YOU AND UNDERSTAND YOU, GILIPOLLAS.

Steven: steal his gloves and crinkle them Jake: DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE Stony just being confused bc he doesn't know Spanish but he gets spicy nuggets so he's fine with it

The moon boys bickering is the best

Jake's cheeky and teases ppl but it really is all in good faith

The smol woof needs a pack. he likely sees Elsa and Ted as his… and eventually, reluctantly Stony as well. He'd be more than happy to include the moon boys and Layla

yeah, they're all his pack Stony is on thin ice tho

I can imagine Jack getting angry at Stony for something and informing him that he's out of the pack.

Stony: no response

He doesn't understand and wouldn't really care even if he did.

Elsa, feigning shock: you Kicked him Out? Jail! In this AU werewolf Jack looks just like he did in the special. I assume he's not a mindless killing machine. In the special he went on a killing spree because he was attacked and tortured via Bloodstone and then guards. So is he basically wolflike? How much human Jack is in there?

I'd say about 10% human Jack, he tends to act very wolflike but can occasionally retain info/memories between transformations but they tend to be vague and blurry (like trying to remember a dream but the only thing you remember is having a dream and maybe some detail or feeling and that's it)

For instance, werewolf Jack can recognize ppl by scent (esp if he's been around them long enough) and has some of the same preferences as his human form, like his penchant for salmon paste

Is salmon paste like lox?

Nah, it's like regular salmon ground down to paste, it's got a similar consistency to any paste and it tastes and smells like smoked salmon

It's pretty good. I pretty much headcanon it as one of Jack's favourite snacks after he discovered it. (Marc absolutely uses that to his advantage when dealing with werewolf Jack)

So there isn't a panic at Bloodstone at each full moon if only the usual suspects are around

Bloodstone Manor is like the Addams family mansion. There are a couple of weird creatures, a werewolf, a monster hunter and two avatars of Egyptian gods and everyone's having a grand old time. And then there's Billy Swan, the only normal one in any room, doing his thing like this is all perfectly normal. Also, where is the manor? Outside Boston?

I read somewhere that in the special it's in Arizona. The garden/labyrinth looked kinda the American SW to me, so that clicked in my head and I used it in my fics. Also I love the desert SW so I was happy to set stuff there.

I honestly have no idea, geography is kinda fluid in my brain. It's somewhere in a forested area and that's all I know abt it

gotta have room to roam (for Ted and Jack) and probably also Stony bc big eldritch horrors gotta stretch

I imagine that Elsa removed all of the monster heads mounted on the walls as well.

... if Elsa hadn't removed the monster heads, Stony may have eaten them 😬

I imagine they're stuffed/preserved somehow, in which case Stony wouldn't so much eat them as chew them up and spit them out in disgust

Jack's doing his own thing and BOOM, Stony pops up and fucks up his day

vlog proposal: Decorating With Stony

After the reveal Stony weighs in by destroying things or not. It's the ultimate interior decor assessment. The releases people have to sign are insane

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Sheesh, I still haven't gotten to the part that inspired this series' title! I'll get there eventually.

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Keres (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Daughter of Darkness, The Sanguine Goddess by the people of Olympius

Killer Queen by Thanatos

Keri by her family & the others

Age- 28 (immortal)

Location- The Underworld

Personality- Brutal & blunt, she's known for her neurotic, edgy and violent temperament. She's naturally suspicious of those she doesn't know as well as having a strong sense of self. She has a nihilstic worldview. She's an aromantic asexual & is currently single.

Her younger brother Thanatos presides over "peaceful" transitions into the afterlife- deaths by ilnesses/natural causes. Keres' domain oversees beings that met their end in violent bloody ways, particularly murder, freak accidents, or on the battlefields.

As the goddess of violent death she has the standard abilities of a goddess except shapeshifting. Her other powers/abilities include being able to sense people's life auras (can tell if their end will be bloody/violent), inducing pain to the point of death in others when angry, being innately skilled at designing torture tools/weaponry, haemokinesis (blood manipulation), being innately stronger at graveyards, & making her nails sharp enough to tear through flesh and bone.

Keri is the second oldest daughter of Nyx (goddess of the night) and Erebus (god of darkness). Growing up, she used to be close with her older sister Apate (goddess of fraud & deception) and couldn't understand why she left all those years ago, distancing herself from the family. Her, Apate, and Arae were thick as thieves! One such memory she visits often is when the three of them found a wild chimera not too far from their parents' ranch as kids. They roped it in & ended up riding it!

Keri lives with her parents and most of her other siblings at the Mansion of Night. She has a whole floor (underneath her parents) to herself. Red is a major color scheme in her bedroom with lots of surreal horror artwork lining the walls. Black & red satin curtains hang from the adamatine stained windows while the floor is a flawless marble with onyx accents. Keri has three pet hellhounds- two girls and a boy. Their names are Reaper, Dahlia, & Muffy.

Aside from her mom's spiced hot chocolate, her all time favorite drink is a scorching cup of cinnamon tea, brewing it herself most mornings. She also likes black martinis, red wine, bloody marys, dark cherry cola, vampiros, and rum & cokes. She'll sometimes settle for an olympian sized roast coffee from The Roasted Bean.

She'll sometimes start off her mornings with an intense strength training workout then folow it up with a jog through her parents' ranch.

Two of Keri's favorite gifts have been from her parents- a pair of Imperial Gold dagger shaped earrings from her father & a black rhodium ring with an oval shaped bloodstone gen surrounded by tiny red rubies from her mother.

Out of her siblings she's mostly close to Arae (goddess of curses & hexes), Charon (Ferryman of the Underworld), Nemesis (goddess of retribution), and Achlys (goddess of the death mist, poison, misery, & sadness). When Thanatos was a kid, they weren't close at all. There was this unspoken bitter rivalry between them & Keri was downright torturous when it came to mocking him. It got so bad that Erebus took matters into his own hands- locking and abandoning them in a cell in Tartarus to "bury the hate and make-up." The family didn't see them until a week later- the two of them showing up with their clothes ripped, tears streaking their faces, tightly holding on to each other's hand. They told an unbelievable tale on how they saved each other when they stumbled upon a group of terrifying shades! Things are a lot better between them now, the teasing less harsh. Keri likes to think of herself and Thanatos as opposite sides of the same coin.

With the rest of the family she's not as close with the eldest sibling Nosos (god of illness, plague, & disease) or her younger siblings Hemera (goddess of the day), Aether (god of the upper atmosphere, celestial bodies, & heavenly light), and Hypnos (god of sleep), but is making an effort to hang out with them more. She doesn't really like her aunt Empusa (goddess of shapeshifting).

One of her favorite TV shows to watch is Blood Sacrifice!

Keri's one of the few to know about Charon's one night stand with Pheme (goddess of fame).

One of her all time favorite desserts is her mom's chocolate rum cake! She also likes Hestia's bougatsa.

She loves using the Glory's Crown shimmering charcoal hair mist!

Aside from being an esteemed employee of the Underworld Enterprise (working closely with The Furies), Keri's other jobs include being the chief forensic science technician, working alongside with Iaso (goddess of cures & remedies) as well as having her own crime scene clean-up crew business. For other income she endorses Plutopack cigarettes and models for Apokomména Nímata (The Moirai's fashion brand). Keres also holds a seat on Hades' council.

In the pantheon she's also friends with The Gray Sisters, Moros (god of doom), Alala (goddess of the war cry), Koros (god of surfeit & disdain), Lyssa (goddess of rage & frenzy), Phonos (god of murder), Mania (goddess of insanity), Kakia (goddess of vice & moral wrongdoing), and Hecate (goddess of magic & witchcraft).

Keri helps out Geras (god of old age) from time to time- whether its traveling out-of-realm to buy groceries or mowing his lawn.

Aside from her mom Keri also admires Poena (goddess of punishment) and Asteria (Titaness of falling stars, astrology, magic, necromancy, and nocturnal oracles & prophecies).

Keres was mentored by Iapetus (Titan god of mortality, pain, & death).

Her biggest passion project has been her debut film (which she written & directed) Blooddancer! A neo-noir horror revenge film, she wrote it during a time of a great creative surge (while under the influence of lotus dust). It's said that the inspiration for the film was her experience meeting a shade- a female dancer that never really had her big break while living. The general premise of the film is that of an aspiring young ballerina who gets assaulted & killed after auditioning for a premier dance company earlier that same day. After being brought back to life for 24 hours by a vengeful spirit, the dancer goes on an all night rampage hunting those that led to her demise. Some chthonic deities financially backed the film and were credited as producers like her father & Hades. The majority of the filming was in the Underworld (with the final shot being filmed in Tartarus). Blooddancer was the first film with an X rating (due to the graphic gory violence) to recieve high praise & critical acclaim at the Athens Film Festival. The wisdom goddess herself wrote a review for the film for The Oracle newspaper!

The film also unintentionally brought the Underworld into a cultural zeitgeist. The official premier (and first A-list event in the Underworld) took place at the Agesilaos Theater. Keri arrived with most of her family wearing a custom made Hecate creation- a red satin gown that has a knee length beaded skirt with black latex heeless thigh high platform boots. Most of her face & body was covered in red body paint and with over 40,000 blood red crystals! Her long black hair was in a sleek high ponytail.

Keri is currently brainstorming a potential companion film, with the working title being Ultraviolence.

She wishes that Hecate would come out with a fashion line already. The witchcraft goddess custom made something for Keri as a Winter Solstice gift- a pair of black velvet pointed toe ankle boots with a sharp gold teeth design for the heels.

Her favorite treat are fried scorpion on a stick! The Moirai are known for making them.

As a gift for her film's premier, she got a multi-colored skull shaped jeweled Diamond Ave. clutch from Apate, from the brand's CHTHONIC collection. It cost nearly 8,000 drachmas!

One of Keri's favorite pastimes is cooking. She enjoys cooking with her parents- with some of her favorite dishes being spicy beef patties, scorched chicken with rice & peas (added with scotch bonnet pepper sauce), oxtail stew, and steamed cabbage with saltfish.

She also enjoys sword fighting, lava surfing, hockey, listening to music, kickboxing, designing weaponry, knitting, basketball (with her father), and embroidery.

"These violent delights have violent ends."

[chaoticcosmos666]

After my Leon Kennedy angst and shit... I give u my Azreal headcannon. Back to Skyrim for a moment cus mother fucker I can't lmao.

Annnyyywayyyy here's him and the lead up of becoming even more powerful (cus let's face it... The vampire lord could be so much better)

A/n TW FOR BLOOD AND MINOR VIOLNCE? MAYBE? IDK I DIDNT MAKE IT GRAPHIC BUT IT MENTIONS DEATH AND SHIT

Azreal- a blood lust for power

Night stalker... Day walker.... Both applied to Azreal. He was Harkon's right hand man. This freak of vampiric nature. Vingalmo and Orthjolf both were jealous. They still bickered over being the successor even though it looked to favor Azreal.

One day he was given a new task, to find the Bloodstone Chalice. It had been tracked down to a rundown skooma den. A disgusting place to him.

"I am confident you can retrieve this artifact" said Garan Marethi confidently.

"it will be done" Azreal nodded.

"good. There will be a reward when you get back day walker" Garan smirked.

Azreal put up his hood and left with haste. Vingalmo had other plans. In jealousy, he sent Stalf and Salonia Caelia ahead when he had gotten word of this task to eradicate him. Azreal had no reason to be suspicious but an anxious feeling stuck around his mind the whole way to this drug den.

On arrival, he could smell the stench of it from the outside. His nose turned as he made his way inside this rundown shack. Slipping past the guards and into it, he made his way through the distillery, or what could have been considered one. He fought his way through lesser vampires and their hounds. His lust for power made him feel good culling his own kind... They weren't of Volkihar lineage or of the chosen. His smirk grew to a sadistic smile as he licked the blood from his blade.

Soon he grew closer to the inner chamber. his anxiety kicked in and his heart raced. Something was off. He cautiously pushed on and saw the chalice in the blood sping. then two of the courts own came out.

"oh look... It's Harkon's new favorite" Stalf smirked "and dead so soon after joining our family..."

"luckily I'm here so I can return this chalice safely to vingalmo amd into Harkon's hands" Salonia smirked.

"wait... Your implying you'll be going back alone?" Stalfs eyes widened in shock and anger.

"you really think you both would leave here alive? When vingalmo wants you both dead?" Salonia asked incredulously.

"oh shut the hell up already" Azreal groaned and pulled out his sword.

The two readied their weapons and charged at Azreal ready for him to die. He swiftly moved and dashed at them, weapons clashing and sparks flying. Azreal used the vampiric magic to drain their lives, but it wasn't enough. The fight continued with metal clashing. Then he saw an opening on them both.

"oh I don't have time for this shit" Azreal said piercing Stalfs chest and then swiftly beheading Salonia. The two fell at his feet and he uttered a sigh. Then his blood boiled,

"vingalmo...."

With haste he headed back to the castle. When he finally made it back he handed over the chalice to Harkon. Then searched for Vingalmo. When he finally found him he pulled him up by the collar of his attire.

"what is the meaning of this Azreal?!" He asked shocked.

"you sent two of our own to kill me" Azreals eyes burned with fury "and if I ever... EVER.... find out you or Orthjolf try to cross me... I will personally gut you both"

Vingalmos gaze went fearful. All he could do was nod. Azreal let him go and he stormed off vowing to never let him or Orthjolf get him.

Time had passed since that incident. One fateful day though the palace doors opened with vingalmo rushing in

"lady serana has returned!!!" He shouted.

Harkon had gotten up from his chair and greeted his daughter. Azreal heard only a brief part of Harkon's little conversation, he was fixated on the man who brought her... A vampire hunter named Tiberius. Azreal was hidden on the balcony. He smirked a bit knowing this man was different, other than the fact he smelt like a wet dog to him. He could quite lay his finger on it. He was snapped out of his stupor when Harkon had said "then you will be prey... I banish you."

Another one to be part of their human cattle. How he couldn't wait to see him back again only to be fed on and drained of blood then dumped into the Sea of Ghosts. However this would be an ongoing issue.

One fateful day he was out on assignment to find the hand of an ancient vampire to be added to the chalice. He traversed his way to a cave and battled more bandits and feral vampires to find the part.

When he arrived at the bridge he saw bodies of some of his fellow vampires.

"no" he uttered and ran into the castle. The corpses of his brothers and sisters laid out dead. Dying was Orthjolf and vingalmo. Azreal smirked at the two dying and first approached Orthjolf.

"where is lord Harkon?" Azreal hissed.

"he's... He's in the chapel... I don't know... If... If he survived" Orthjolf uttered. Azreal felt no pity for the Nord who treated him like shit. He took his sword and drove it through Orthjolfs dying body. Then he to the stairs and saw vingalmo.

"brother... Please ..." Vingalmo pleaded.

"after you tried to have me killed? No... I have a better idea" azreal smirked. He stomped hard onto vingalmos head and crushed it under his foot. From there the blood tracked to the chapel of the castle were harkonn laid dying.

"azreal... You live" Harkon coughed.

"yes my lord.... I have the ancient vampires hand for the chalice" Azreal said holding Harkon's upper half up.

"then that means the chalice is at full power... But it can become more powerful" Harkon coughed, "Azreal... Take my sword as a gift... And... And take... Take the very heart from my chest... Put it in the chalice... Become a better Vampire lord...."

And with that he let out his dying breath... Azreals anger peaking. But now wasn't the time for vengeance. Now was the time for power. He did as harkon asked and thrust his hand into the chest cavity of his former master, ripping out his heart. Azreal walked to the chalice and made the preparation to add to it. then it was ready. All the parts added. Azreal drank from it... Then he fell to his knees... His chest tightening and then his muscles spazzed... He screamed in pain... Then he transformed into a more elevated vampire lord... This was the start of his revenge.

A/n yea I rushed a bit... It's late as I wrote this. Idk how many words it is or anything.

[lady-quen]

"Ma'am there's rumors the Pact Commander is a massive hater and won't stay dead!"

I LOVE how we accidentally synchronized posting this guy all cut up I'm sorry Mael Ig you're bleeding some more 🍯 😔

Also is that bloodstone?! Just occured to me, if so WHOA you're out to fuck him up!! I love this Scriiiibes it's wonderful hehe giggling and kicking my feet everyone look at the freak plant‼️‼️‼️

Another art trade with @lady-quen 👀

Scary Lich Mael. Why won’t this guy just stay down?!

[otvian]

🩸🥩✨️🧸

@mystery-salad

Blood emoji - could go with Dr.Mins hoarding of bloodstone dust, he is eating it for every meal rn lmao.

Meat emoji - Marcell used to eat raw meat when he went on his attack moments, he says it doesn't taste that good.

Stars emoji - Aurora believes stars predict future, she had her moment of being an astronomy freak girl. Dr.Min told her many times it's not real.

Bear emoji - Hulda is a bear norn, she thinks it looks scary but Frogg loves to cuddles with the big fluffy pillow.

[bigmeandragonlady]

combining one of my favorite things and my current fixation! gw2 + shepherds of haven! we're putting the cast into gw2!

Note: I dont remember all of the specializations within the classes and have played the asura background like. once.

Blade- Charr from the Ash legion. The Charr are primarily run by military organizations. Can even have a failed assassination plot b/c of human/charr relations! anyway, he ends up joining the Vigil and later the Pact. I'll be predictable: He's a Warrior.

Trouble - Human Thief with the Deadeye specialization. I thought about making him Charr b/c I thought it was interesting, but the human origin in game even has an option that fits him super well. Joins the Vigil as well, through Blade.

Tallys - Norn Ranger, revers Owl or Snow Leopard. Was very tempted to make her Sylvari (and it would still work) for ties with Briony and the plant thing BUT they are a super young race (like they started popping up about 30 years ago, i think) and the general vibe of the Sylvari don't really match her. The Norn are still connected to the land, spiritual, and long lived- they have also been driven out of their homelands by Jormag. It wouldn't be hard at all to give her the same kind of backstory as her canon one.

Could also lean into her 'I hate human government for killing my people' and make her Charr. It would be fun to make her super long lived via some magic/mists bullshit so she was around for Ascalon.

Shery - Either a human or asura, leaning towards human. Born and raised in Lion's arch, and is part of the Priory as of Scarlet's invasion. I could see her learning a bit of the mesmer art. Devout of the six, particularly Dwayna.

Riel - Asura and would be an engineer if had to enter combat. Stationed in Lion's Arch (it's the best place of the leader of the Merchant's guild as a bustling port town). Works primarily with the Priory and Order of Whispers, but is not part of either.

Chase - Human thief (daredevil). I can't bring myself to change his 'a normal human but kind of a freak' thing. Starts part of a thieves guild but eventually gets recruited by the Order of Whispers and takes a bunch of his thieves with him.

Alya - Human Elementalist. Either Tempest or Weaver would work, b/c gw2 doesn't have a 'you're focused in one element' class. I'm not sure where she'd be from but my first instinct is that her parents fled Joko's reign/invasion in Elonia and ended up in Tyria. Or she managed to escape on her own later in life.

Red - Human (although Asura could also work) Revenant. Revenants channel powers from the Mists and anything to so with the mists seem to be in line with Red's 'I mess with dangerous shit.' The mists are where the realms of the gods are, the afterlife, time loops, fractals of time and space, endless wars, and people go insane there. He would definitely work with the Priory.

Halek - Norn warrior, wolf or bear would fit. Fun fact about the Norn is that they're like 9ft tall :) Would join the pact as soon as he could find a good reason to get away from his obligations that mirror his canonical ones.

Briony - Sylvari warrior or guardian, cycle of noon. She is from the Magumma tree, rather then the pale tree but washed up somewhere with no memory so no one would probably ever know. Did she answer Mordemoth's call? No one knows, not even her. She's generally seen as a brand new sylvari who just came out of her pod.

Lavinet- Human, part of the Divinity's Reach nobility (in the area of Lake Doric) Starts working with the Pact after the bloodstone explodes in bloodstone fen but doesn't actually join until 'Head of the Snake' in living world season 3.

[arctosv]

Hauntober Prompt 5: Crystals

Crystal Clear

“Do you think this hat makes my head look too small, Meg?” A man asks his friend as he views himself in a nearby mirror. The hat itself was dark blue in color, made of a velvet material with a wide brim and pointed on top with a slight curl at the end. Turning towards his friend as he waits for an answer.

“Eh, I’m not quite sure that style really works for you Dan, I feel like a flat cap would suit your style better.” Meg chuckles as she takes in the sight of Dan with his new oversized witch hat. “Aren’t you supposed to be looking for a present for Gav?” She asks, raising one eyebrow at him as she resumes browsing jewelry. “Well you know how I am, I’ll get distracted by anything. That’s why I asked you to come along and help. Gotta pick out something nice for him.” Dan replies as he joins her over by the jewelry case. The entirety of it is filled with various crystals and chains. His eyes shift back and forth as he scans the case for anything that’ll stand out. “Don’t these have like some sort of hidden meaning or something? I don’t want to pick out one that means I’m going to steal his cats or something.”

“I really don’t think you have to worry about picking out one like that dude, his birthday is in May so his gemstone is an emerald. But-”

“I’m not buying him a bloody emerald, he’s lucky if I get him a piece of gum!” Dan interjects cutting her off as he throws up his hands in defeat.

“Dan, you don’t need to buy him an emerald, just get him a crystal or two, take a look at the color on these!” She tries to persuade him as she pulls him back over to the case, pointing out a few she was looking over as she reads a description next to them. “Bloodstone is great for negating negative energy and instilling oneself with strength and resilience, sounds good right?”

He rolls his eyes as she finishes reading. “You don’t seriously believe any of that stuff, do you? It’s just a bunch of mumbo jumbo.”

“Not really, but affirmations are always nice and can be helpful. Like getting a thoughtful gift from a good friend, right? Plus it’s a freaking cool stone.” She answers back trying to get him on board with the idea.

“Ok ok, I can see where you’re coming from. Let’s just get it then.” Dan agrees as they call over an employee to open up the case for them. A few short moments and one transaction later they were out of the shop and onto the street. “Good thing I bought the hat as a backup plan just in case the stone is a bust.”

“I have a sneaking feeling that you bought that hat for yourself.” Meg replies with a laugh.

AO3 Link

[clandestone]

 //   (  rahul kohli  .  cis man  .  he/him  )  .    ⸻  darshan  brar  ,  a  thirty-five  year  old  ,  has  survived  another  day  in  red  creek  where  they  have  lived  for  their whole  life .  the  sacrificial  lamb  is  known  for  being  resilient  and  cynical  and  is  often  associated  with  the blue tint that washes over the world in the earliest hours of the morning, the emptiness in your hands- how long has it been since they’ve held something other than a weapon or a glass of whiskey?, abandoning your faith but still seeing god everywhere.  in  a  small  town  where  they  work  as  a  deputy  at  red  creek  police  department,  word  travels  fast  .

the basics

Name: darshan brar Nicknames: tbd Gender: cis-male, he/him Sexual Orientation: bisexual Age: 35 Birthday: may 9, 1989 Occupation: deputy at the red creek police department Marital Status: single Pets: one beta fish named “fish”, roughly 8 houseplants. all immaculately cared for. Positive Traits: brave, ambitious, principled, persistent, resilient, kind-hearted Negative Traits: cynical, skeptical, stubborn, a lil moody, workaholic, savior complex lowkey

aesthetics

Inspiration: dana scully (the x-files), charlie swan (twilight), theo decker (the goldfinch), shane (stardew valley), more tbd Animal: moose Tarot Card: judgement Zodiac: taurus  Element: earth Mineral: bloodstone Song: these days - nico

Backstory (TW: grief, parent death, implied neglect)

 Was there ever a sweeter little boy? All he ever wanted to do was help. A child cursed with a soft heart and open arms, born into a life that seemed determined to tear him to pieces.  He got his gentleness from his mother, Chandra Brar. At only twenty-years old, she was innocent, naïve, entirely unaware that a person could say they love you, only to leave you in the same breath. Darshan was supposed to be the beginning of a long, happy life together- but how could she know a father would deny his own son? Heavily pregnant, Chandra moved to Red Creek to escape the pitying looks and  judgmental stares. It was not an easy life, and they had very little, but they were happy enough- and that happiness only grew when Chandra met the man she would marry. He was a stoic man, deeply religious and cold, but he was good, and it was clear that he adored Chandra and Darshan.  After a few years of marriage, they welcomed Darshan’s sibling to the world [see WC], and at last- Chandra had her happy family.  But it would not last long. Before his sibling’s first birthday, Darshan's step-father would pass in a freak accident, leaving Chandra alone once again. Something broke in Darshan’s mother that day, and she threw herself into religion, sure there was something she had to atone for. Why else would she be subjected to this twice? But God stayed quiet, and Chandra spent the rest of her life waiting to hear his voice. It was up to Darshan to pick up the pieces. At 18, Darshan fled. He felt terrible about leaving his sibling behind with an absent mother, but he desperately wanted to go to college, to do something for himself for the first time. His first semester was great- life was lighter, easier to shoulder. But it would not last- he was called home. His mother had died after falling suddenly and gravely ill, and he had to drop out of school to take custody of his sibling.  Police work wasn’t his first choice, but he was young and able-bodied, the work paid well, and the department only required a high school diploma. It was only supposed to be temporary- eventually, he was going to leave, go back to school, start his own life. But seventeen years have passed, and still he sits, still he waits, dust gathering on his vision of the future. Darshan lives in his family home on Norwood Street, and is a frequent patron of Dolly’s Diner and the Redstone. He is prone to drinking a little too much, but he’s a fun drunk and it doesn't happen that often, so it’s kind of whatever. He takes his job seriously, doesn’t let a ton slide while he’s in uniform, but when he’s off-duty, he doesn’t really care that much. As long as you don’t offer him coke or do something incredibly illegal in front of him, he will probably be chill about it. 

Wanted Connections

friends of all kinds!! drinking buddies, childhood friends, co-workers, people he just runs into a lot. close or casual, i will take them all.  frequent fliers at the station!! people who get into trouble often, and know darshan well because of it. it could be fun if they got along, but it could also be fun to do an arch-enemy, jake peralta/doug judy type of thing. enemies!! someone he gave a ticket to once, and they are still mad about it. someone who just doesn't like cops (valid). someone who just hates his vibe for some reason. an ex, or an old friendship that ended poorly. someone who wants to hold this man!! totally open to all possibilities here. he's probably oblivious to it because he can't imagine someone wanting to care for him. it could be a casual thing where someone caught feelings, or a friendship they don’t want to ruin, or a constant right person, wrong time thing. give me yearning or give me DEATH his sibling!! this will be a WC on the main, but he was essentially their parent for a large part of their life- even before their mom died. they can be close or they could even dislike each other!! maybe they have stayed religious, while darshan has turned away from it. maybe they feel like he abandoned them when he went to college. maybe they still live together, and hang out and are chill. these are all options that work.  

[saberwitch]

Well, since nobody asked, here:

(cussin' under the cut)

Some say the end is near

Some say we'll see Elder Dragons soon

I certainly hope we will

I sure could use a vacation from this

bullshit

three-ring

circus sideshow of

freaks Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A.

The only way to fix it is to flush it all away

Any fucking time, any fucking day

Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Gendarran Fields bay

Fret for your outfit and

Fret for your renown and

Fret for your bank space and

Fret for your waypoint and

Fret for your bloodstone and

Fret for your glider and

Fret for your downed state and

Fret for your skiff

It's a

bullshit

three-ring

circus sideshow of

freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A.

The only way to fix it is to flush it all away

Any fucking time, any fucking day

Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Gendarran Fields bay

Some say a comet will fall from the sky

Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves

Followed by ley lines that cannot sit still

Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits

And some say the end is near

Some say we'll see Elder Dragons soon

I certainly hope we will

I sure could use a vacation from this

Stupid shit, silly shit, stupid shit

One great big festering Lion distraction

I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied

Learn to swim, learn to swim, learn to swim

Scarlet's gonna fix it all soon

Scarlet's comin' 'round to put it back the way it ought to be

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Fuck stupid Svanir and

Fuck all his Sons

Fuck all these gun-toting

Harbinger wannabes

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Fuck the Charr legions

Fuck the Asura too

Fuck all Sylvari and

Fuck their short memories

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Yeah, fuck all these Councils

With hidden agendas

Fuck these dysfunctional

insecure Lionguards

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

Learn to swim, learn to swim

'Cause I'm praying for rain and

I'm praying for tidal waves

I wanna see the ground give way

I wanna watch it all go down

Scarlet, flush it all away

I wanna see it go right in and down

I wanna watch it go right in

Watch you flush it all away

Yeah, time to bring it down again

Yeah, don't just call me 'pessimist'

Try and read between the lines

I can't imagine why you wouldn't

Welcome any change, my friend

I wanna see it come down

Put it down

Suck it down

Flush it down

the Tool song "Aenema" but LA is Lion's Arch instead of Los Angeles and "Mom" is Scarlet