#i started using it like a main blog while waiting - the rp fell through - i was already used to the url - here we are lol

[clanoffelidae]

HEY YOU

YEAH YOU, THE PERSON HERE TO BOOP ME

look at my cat

thank you carry on

every time im in the street i hear

Discord: eurasianlynx

Flight Rising: EurasianLynx

Lorwolf: EurasianLynx

Pixel Cat’s End: EurasianLynx

Lioden: EurasianLynx

Wolvden: EurasianLynx

Leayph: EurasianLynx

Arillio (for the two people on this website who might have accounts lol): EurasianLynx

Steam: eurasianlynx7

Twitch: eurasianlynx7

AO3: omg you’ll NEVER gues- it’s EurasianLynx

and one day i’ll get the damned url too, mark my word

Occasionally I have to add a 7, extremely tragic; i wish 4 looked as nice visually since it’s the Superior Number :’(

Discord is MINE tho HAH

‘Do you have a Twitter?’ I’d rather let the weird guy from Panama traffic me

[getreadytosmash]

may we get some single dad AU headcanons? [pleading face]

Yyyyeah sure, I dont see why not. Tho these are gonna be a lil short since the ask is for a ship meme and general smash headcanons are done on my main rather than my rp blog (which isn't to say I dONT do headcanons here but I always have a fear that someone's gonna try and start sending me x reader stuff here sksksk)

Skaar

Wakes you up by "earthquake" which is him literally using geokinetic powers.

Always does his kid's hair since he never had anyone to do his growing up.

Matching jackets dad.

Likes to go on long walks to teach his child about the world around them. It'd shatter him if his kid didn't want to go on nature walks with him anymore.

Watches performances that his kid does and claps every time.

Big on self defense and his kid can probably break your arm at three honestly.

Snack dad and by that I mean he carries snacks everywhere.

Rick

Dad that absolutely runs and plays on the equipment for his child.

Imagination games ALL the way and this man has been a dragon for far too long.

Tries to get his kid to learn the guitar or some form of instrument so they have that skill at least and also jamming buddy.

Wants matching jackets so bad UwU

Let's his baby stay up late and lots of junk food on weekends.

Still? Tries to be on top of stuff and has chore charts while also making sure his kid gets the sucky stuff in life out of the way before the good stuff.

Kid breaks the rules??? Its so much worse because Rick starts crying rather than hating mad. Oh no. Shit.

Red

Dilfs still got it.

Look. Red...fucked Betty up but also it has been shown that before his wife died, Red is soft and absolutely a push over for his kid when they're young.

Big man. Big coat. Small baby in baby hammock (what are they called???) Stapped to his chest. Safe and warm. I'm the babey.

A mess oh my god he's so tired. Falls asleep all the time but snaps awake as soon as he hears the slightest nosie.

Brags about his kid oh god. So much. You could talk about anything yet Red still turns it towards his child??? How??? Red, I was talking about how Leader murdered three more people jesus.

Will fight anyone over his child. He's banned from the school but he still screams at it.

Krusty Krab.

Hulk

What u came for.

Haha but funny enough I would HATE to be asked for Hulk and daughter/child prompts since wattlad and other sites are fucking filled with these stories.

I can't take it anymore.

But anyway.

He cries at anything really. First words, first steps, first picture for him, first tooth,,,he's a crier.

Packs you a lunch and lies about the fact that Red cooks it. Always leaves a little note in it because his mom used to do it for Bruce since she couldn't always go and take him to school and be seen by people.

Can't. Really ever tell his kid off. Kid,,,,probably takes it to their advantage as you know what goblins children are but it absolutely does cause some guilt when one learns that Hulk is terrified of going too far with punishments.

Fun trips with Uncle Joe to the..."door house???" Uncle Joe??? Why are you looking away and swearing under your breath??? Yes we know you can come back to life but why would dad kill you???

Big dad loves his naps with his kid and absolutely spent half of his days watching his kid sleep in wonder.

Samuel

PTA mom. I'd say more but I don't know what a pta is because I'm British.

Absorbed every child cartoon through osmosis and regretfully can quote spongebob at all times.

Actually I've mentioned that Samuel has plug sockets embedded into him for easy info transference so. Whose to say he can't be used as a portable Netflix.

Talks to his kid about science and long winded theories, waits for his kid to babble a little bit and chat back as it he got a full answer.

Science! Experiments!! Make a volcano!! See how pompeii would have burned!!! Now see how a real town reacts to it!!

Hypocrisy in telling his child the importance of healthy living while drinking coffee in his travel mug with sushi bobbing in it like shitty poor man's marshmallows in hot chocolate.

WILL sabotage other children for his superior child's achievement.

Keeps everything his kid gives him.

Taught himself and and every medical care trick for his child and if villainy doesn't work out then he can become a dentist or doctor at least.

Loser who's sleep deprived and ok so. As a kid I used to demand my parents slept in my shitty single baby bed until I fell asleep and long story short Samuel spends eight or nine years falling sleep in a small child's bed.

[wiredandrewired]

Was trying to actually work on something but my brain is stuck on loop.  So instead I’m gonna make a post of the Voltron stuff sitting unposted in my writing WIP folder to help me organize my thoughts.

I guess since I’m posting this, if you have anything you wanna say/ask about any of these feel free.  I respond well to outside interest.

1. Project ReVolt is without a doubt the project I’ve posted about the most here.  And talked about in random tags.  And tangents.  Originally it was just the name the project had in my internal brain filing cabinet but it’s kind of spread and stuck to where my wife and I just refer to it as that when we talk about it.

ReVolt is basically going to be a VLD series rewrite more along the lines of how my wife and I would have done it or at least liked to see it done.  In some places it will probably stick pretty damn close to the events of the series canon, but in others go completely off the deep end.  We’re each going to be doing one, so a lot of the headcanon and worldbuilding and such that we’ve worked out together in various other stories and RPs will be consistent between the two stories, but it will also give us a place to veer out and do things without the others’ input (as we’re not gonna let each other see our fics until they post, tee hee).  I’ve done a SHITPOT of rules and infrastructure work using actual alchemy tracts to try and make sense of the series’ largely Powers As The Plot Demands system,  and am pretty convinced I’m going to A)fall hard into my very common Esoterica Ranting Mode pitfall and B)enrage literally everyone who reads it with my character and plot choices.  Most conservative estimate says this will be six ‘books’ long as again, we’re doing literally the entire series.  Current status: at the ‘ridiculously large amount of notes and setting up actual arcs and outlines’ stage, and waiting for the wife to finish ‘Happier HOPEless’.

2. There Are No Monsters Here is a fic I really want to do but cannot seem to get off the ground, set to take place entirely in the ‘last universe’ from season 8--the one native-Honerva died in and crazed-death-god-Honerva picked out as her ideal and tried to wedge herself into.  I guess the basic idea was that, like the ‘main’ universe, it got rebuilt pretty much as it was prior to Nightmare Mom Ruining Everything, and I have it with no one fully remembering the events of season 8 that took place there, but characters really closely tied to those events having some itching feeling that something happened, and all the Altean alchemists agreeing that some kind of massive quantum Event certainly occurred even if they don’t know what.  

Mostly the story exists as  a place for me to have a canon-compliant AU that still lets me explore stuff like Altean history, the racial and cultural tensions of the Coalition, dink around with Oldadins that DON’T die in one fell swoop, a living Daibazaal and Altea, Lotor growing up with a decent-but-not-without-strains relationship with his dad, teen Allura and tiny Lotor being absolute shits to each other while also coming to terms as they grow up with who and what they MUST be both on a political and quantum scale, and generally prove that even a perfect universe isn’t, all in one place.  The title is entirely facetious, and anyone who’s read any of my alien culture headcanons for this series knows that.  Lol.  Current status: lots of bits and pieces, but no good beginning or connective tissue.   I have a lot of notes, some arc outlines, and a few scattered scenes and bits of dialogue from later in the story, but my god, I CANNOT get it off the ground.

3. Someone Must Get Hurt (But It Won’t Be Me) is supposed to be a pretty wholly Honerva-centric fic that starts...sometime in her youth?...and carries forward to an as-yet-undetermined point.  Probably her death.  I mean the first one.  I’m not sure.  Another chance to dig my fingers into Altean culture and Alchemy, this time leading up to All The Bad Shit That Happened, with the added bonus of being done from a focal point of a character I have a lot of really strong feelings about both positive and negative that’s resulted in me somehow being EVEN MORE wrapped up in her than I was before I added abject knee-jerk trauma hatred to the mix.  In no way meant to make Honerva more sympathetic, I think I just want to write her even more like my mother so I’ll feel EVEN BETTER about killing her?  Idk man my feelings about her are so complicated.  Also an excuse to write a shitpot of her and Zarkon because listen, I’m really glad they’re married because I ship them so fuckin hard.   Current Status: SO many notes.  SO much infrastructure.  Like three pages of an opening I’m almost definitely throwing away because I can’t decide where, when, or how to open but feel like this isn’t it.  One short but very telling scene of Honey and Zarkon from late in the story.  I’m obsessed with it but I can’t get anywhere. 

4. Currently Untitled Demon Hunter AU started because my wife talks to me about Happier HOPEless a LOT and I just got an itch in my bones to work on one myself.  In spite of the entire Demon Hunter AU thing getting started by a prompt on a Shance blog, neither Shiro nor Lance are set to appear for at least a chapter?  And I am not confident in my ability to not veer off into utter non-shipping anyway because man, am I bad at it.  Or like...just an entirely different ship for either or both of them.  Current Status: A lot of vague notes, a POWERFUL urge to structure the chapters and overall arc after Ripley’s Gates even though that limits my chapter count and means I will DEFINITELY have 20k+ word chapters, and about seven pages of the first chapter so I guess I’m committed now?

5. Currently Untitled Post Series Fic basically exists for me to vent my frustrations about two main things: The Universe is Fucking Huge And There Are Dangers Other Than Galra, and The Galra Empire Was Huge and Is Not Going To All Fall In Line Behind Voltron Coalition and Especially Behind Keith Who Just Arbitrarily Fucking Decided To Tell Them They Couldn't Pick A New Leader According To Their Own Traditions And Need To Do What They’re Told Now What The Fuck.  Also there was a lot of stuff in the series that got left hanging, and while ReVolt is an IN-series fix-it fic, I wanted something that patched up loose ends in a way that was satisfactory to me but also kind of canon-compliant.  Current Status: A lot of notes and screaming.  No one has seen my progress on this and they might never.

6. Dog Runs And Death Dreams is a warmup file turned deeply self-indulgent series of scenes in which I choose to assume that Shiro’s rare neuromuscular disorder was left so ambiguous so I could plug the symptoms of mine into it.  It’s genuinely not any deeper than that.  The whole thing is set pre-Kerberos, and includes copious Shiro x Adam content because of it, but also not the kind that makes me feel good about writing because that means it includes the ‘slow fizzle’ that leads up to their breakup before the mission.  Ugh.  Working on it does make me feel better when I've been having symptoms, though, and I’ve been letting myself write it, unchastised, in a really loose rambly way that I usually deride myself for.  It’s just cathartic.  Current Status: no notes, no plan, just strain-writing between seizures, but somehow it feels like it has some kind of structure and just keeps growing?  Possibly too close to the bone for me to ever post.

7. Birth and Rebirth was born out of two things: the fact that Zarkon is shown to have two ENTIRELY DIFFERENT reactions to first being presented with his baby son in different flashbacks and different seasons, and the fact that in spite of the flashbacks we get at the end of the series, earlier on, the impression I got of Lotor and Zarkon’s relationship wasn’t of a young man who had never had affection from his father, but who had instead lost it.  Well, three things: I have a lot of underlying issues at work, at play, and at large when it comes to the Galra Imperial Family.  Also, anyone notice the monitor blips in the first baby Lotor flashbacks indicate a heart murmur?  Anyway, it was supposed to be a thoroughly self-indulgent and thoroughly self-hurtful examination of Lotor’s early life and the death by degrees of what was left of his father in the husk Rift Adventures left behind, but I got stuck on it a little way in.   Current Progress: ten pages, a lot of notes, and some wistfulness.  I keep hoping I’ll get inspired to pick it back up again.  Contemplating rewriting some of the beginning, maybe it’ll help?

Bonus entry that is not actually in any form of progress soever:

50/50 Voltron Trashfire Edition is spawned from the ‘50/50′ challenge on an old TF board I used to haunt.  It’s a fifty-prompt smut challenge using the list of ‘50 reasons to have sex’ from some tv show, and the idea is to write a different ship for every prompt (hence the name).  My wife is blazing through it and has several (like twelve?) up on her AO3, but I’ll be utterly blunt: I haven’t written fifty porn fics in my LIFE.  Over ALL my fandoms.  Current Status: Literally all I have done is assign a ship to each prompt, and I might actually have some prompts with just question marks beside them still.  I have one aborted start to one entry.  That’s it.  It’s not happening.  But the empty file is technically in the folder, SO.

[resbang-bookclub]

AMA Transcript: Wild Hunt

Next up is @addude to talk about her Resbang, Wild Hunt! Here’s some of what went down:

Q: Asking how you came up with the plot seems like a good place to start. What was your process?

ADdude: Well, I tried to do something with the theme of out of the woods. I tried to think of something that might be scary and comes out of the woods. So, I thought okay werewolf but then remembered that Free was the last one and that got me sad. So I decide let's do a wedding and a fairy king coming to ruin things and he came out of the forest. That was literally my train of thought. I don't know why, but I always imagine weddings going wrong. I've been to several weddings, none go as planned.

Q: I love the running joke about the pool whether Spirit would interfere with the wedding or not. Plot-wise, it felt like the fun times, the calm before the storm lol, but it also felt so in-character. How did you manage to keep everyone in character?

ADdude: I did love that joke. At one point I worried I was overdoing it, but I figured at that point, go through it. I think in the end Spirit did the right thing, so it worked out. Keeping everyone in character was a little hard. I mean this story took place a number of years after the end of the manga and people have changed in that time. Kid is Lord Death and he and Liz are married and have kids. Black Star and Tsubaki are raising Angela and... Black Star is Black Star, he doesn't change that much. I think the key is to having a good idea of who the character is at their cores and building on that.

Q: I love how you balanced not only a large cast of characters, but your OC’s on top of that. How did you manage juggling everyone and their backstories? Did you ever get frustrated or confused or have to backtrack?

ADdude: I start with the main characters and spin from that. Kami and Nene are getting married so they take a lot of focus. They are going through a lot of course, so yeah. Maka is getting a new stepmom so I touched on that, she knows they love each other so she's okay. Her biggest worry is that she doesn't have the right gift. Everyone else is their reactions, like with Spirit having to accept his Ex is getting married and everyone’s reactions to everything. As for keeping track, I made a short outline to keep track of everything important and I fill in the gaps as I go, then try to touch on the side characters. Though yeah, I had to check back every once in a while to make sure I wasn’t getting something wrong. Since I'm doing the story from last Resbang, I had to reread the past stories to make sure everything was in line.

Q: Was writing this sequel easier than writing your last Resbang?

ADdude: Maybe harder, cause yeah I had to go back and make sure I kept everything in the same canon. At the start of this story is talking to Nene about how she meet Kami. I had an idea of how it went but went back and noticed I changed some things when retelling the story. I honestly forgot that Nene actually punched Kami. Makes more sense in context. They were in the middle of a battlefield and Nene thought she was an enemy.

Q: Speaking of Nene, I just love her lol. She's so cute and strong and loves Kami so much. Where do you draw inspiration for your Soul Eater OC’s? They all have such detailed backstories and each has their own distinct personality.

ADdude: Actually Nene came from another series, she was a minor character in another anime called Is this a zombie. I built a lot on that character, she was very minor so there wasn't much there to start with. But I saw a lot of potential.  And Kami came from a joke I made with Soul Dwelling on tumblr, about how Kami was the opposite of Spirit. He was super protective about Maka and Kami was just waiting for grandkids. Both Kami and Nene are an example of just no one stopping me. I got an idea and it just started growing and eventually I had to fully fledged characters. Like yeah, I got a whole story of how they met in battle and how fell in love. Kami's history got even more crazy cause yeah the idea has been around a lot longer for me.

Q: Where did you get the inspiration to make Eu write everything down instead of verbally communicating? That’s so unique and makes her intriguing.

ADdude: Eu is another character from Is this a zombie. Again, that came out from a joke. Eu can fight with a scythe like Maka and I joked that because of that Kami adopted her. Then I actually wrote it, finding a way for it to be canon in both series. The notepad thing is her thing, she has a lot of magic that she can't control. It’s so strong that if she speak it will make her words come into reality so writing it down is the only way for her to communicate. Oddly enough, her armor was to keep her powers in check and was made by Nene in canon. When I found that out I started to connect things and that’s where I eventually got the idea for Kami and Nene to meet and fall in love.

Q: I know a lot of Soul Eater fans have their own ideas of how Maka's mom acts or is, just because she wasn't seen at all in canon. How did you go about characterizing her?

ADdude: I started an RP blog for Kami years back. It started with that joke. There were a bunch of RPers back then who shipped Soma and I thought of a joke of Kami showing up and asking when she was gonna get grandchildren. At some point the joke kept going and had to get serious and slowly I developed a long and strange back story about her life. I just did my best not to contradict canon.  Just little by little, she grew as a character.

Q: Where did you get the idea to make Excalibur related to Maka and Kami? I busted out laughing when I read that, poor Maka!

ADdude: It started with Kami being one of the few people who could deal with him.  Then I noticed Maka had a soul with wings and how Excalibur gave wings to his user. I eventually connected the things. In one my previous stories I touched more on the relationship with Kami and Excalibur. And I thought, yeah okay he's her ancestor, let’s give him family. And yeah. Maka is a pretty accepting person but... yeah she does everything she can to not think [about] how he could have kids with a person. Just like, try not to think of how that would work. And yeah, in canon Excalibur did hook up with a woman. That HAPPENED!

Q: With so much backstory and characters to balance, what’s your editing process? Did any plot points or scenes not make the final cut?

ADdude: Yeah, some things. I mean, I did want to touch on other people. Like what you brought up about Patty now calling herself the duchess of death, it didn't add to the overall story but I want to touch on the others. Marie had a kid and she's retired. She wants to help Kami but everyone insists she stay behind because she's earned her retirement and they trust her to watch the children.  There was a lot of other stuff I wanted to add in about others but [it got] cut out. Like Anya from Soul Eater was actually inspired to go to DWMA because she met Kami and I was going to have her at the wedding but cut her out cause it slowed down the story. I also had a whole other plot that the fairy king was actually working for someone else but cut that off since it would have doubled the story.

Q: It would've doubled the word count??! Dang that sounds interesting, can you give us a summary of what that would've been like, or are you planning to save it for writing later in the future?

ADdude: In the last resbang story I had it that Kami had a history with Arthurian mythology along with Excalibur himself. Kami sorta dated the witch Morgan le Fey. Didn't end well. In fact, due to weird circumstances Morgan was actually the witch that Kami and Spirit killed to make him a death scythe. But a witch of such power and legendary status had tricks. Like Voldemort before her she split her soul, but she survived until Asura woke up the remains of her soul. Then Kami and Co killed her for good. The thing is that Morgan had a fairy teacher and that one would have been behind The Fairy King in this story, coming for revenge for her student. The Fairy King leads an army of shadow monsters, but this person would have been a whole lot scarier and worse.  I think I might save them for next year’s Resbang though.

Q: How did you handle the deadlines for check-ins and posting?

ADdude: I tried to pace myself. I tend to write a lot naturally so it helps just to work little by little working my way up to the word count. Luckily for me I was sometimes sick in bed so I got ahead of one of the deadlines and just kept at it. I tend to get sick in winter so that bought some time to work with.

Q: What was your favorite scene to write? And least favorite?

ADdude: I honestly had a lot of fun with Maka and her new family. Just her and Eu and Excalibur trying to figure what gift to get. Soul finally getting fed up and telling her to get anything because her mom would always love it.  The end scene with everyone together as a family moment was just nice to give them a nice moment like that.  My least favorite would have to be the thing right before the wedding. I do love this character and I hated writing Kami breaking down, knowing she wouldn't get the wedding with the woman she loved.

Q: Congrats on finishing your Resbang! How are you feeling about it overall?

ADdude: Overall I'm happy with what I wrote and that I gave my character a happy ending. What can I say, I love happy endings.

Q: I don't know anything about the "Is this a zombie?" series but i loveeeeeee how you're exercising your artistic freedom and doing a crossover no one else has or would ever consider. I do want to hear more about what exactly inspired you to put these two series together -- was it something as simple as both Maka and Eu having scythes as weapons?

ADdude: So, yeah, it started simply I was watching Is this a zombie and made a dumb joke that Kami was going to adopt Eu because she had a scythe. A lot of stuff I do is just because no one stops me, not even me. But there were connections in both series that pushed that along. Like, how both series deal with death and evil. And both have an arrogant loud mouth that is pretty short. Yes, I’m talking about Black Star and Haruna. Then of course there were the weapons. Meisters had their own weapon and the magical garment girls had weapons too, and they didn’t transform but also seemed to be alive. I thought up the idea that the magical garment girl weapons were somehow based on the demon weapons in soul eater.

Q: Also, why the pairing of Nene and Maka's mom as opposed to another pairing?

ADdude: Yeah, again another joke that took on a life of its own. The joke was that Kami had a thing for red heads and big boobs. Because Spirit was a red head and he himself was a big boob. Then I went past the joke and it kinda made sense. From what we got in canon, Nene had been the strongest warrior and a glimpse to the pass showed her being devoted and serious to her duty. Now she was far more relaxed and didn’t seem to have any real desire to fight anymore. That reminded me of Kami, how she was one the best meisters but seemed to quit to travel around. I started putting a history for them together, they were fighting together standing alone in their fights, so [there was] a lot of mirroring. Until it clicked that maybe they could have something more than just a friendship. And it worked, they were two warriors who’d been through a lot and developed feelings. It worked, so I kept at it.

Q: It sounds like you really like character development and writing characters with a lot of "potential" (that is, not a lot is mentioned about them in canon and much is left up to the audience to speculate). I know you had a fave scene to write but did you have a fave CHARACTER that you enjoyed writing as well, such as a quirk or fact or backstory that you thought up and gave them?

ADdude: Isn’t that what fanfiction is for? Like to fill in gaps the author never got around to… filling. We didn’t know a lot of Nene so I started to put in stuff for the gaps. As a writer my favorite thing is when characters develop, I literally scream when characters regress for no reason or just do stupid stuff for plot. Maka and family were fun to write because none of them have a lot of family normally. I got to explore a little what they would do in a family setting. It always felt weird when I made Excalibur serious and trying to keep in character. But, yeah, he was angry, so I had an excuse. Spirit was fun. He’s usually so goofy and here he had some serious moments dealing with letting go. I tried to stay in character and yeah, he would be upset and a bit hurt but would try to let the person he loved move on. I liked adding some growth to him. Hell, I’m pretty sure everyone had some growth in this story. Crona is calmer now off the moon from my last story. Maka and Soul are comfy as a couple and pretty much family. Kami pushing through her issues that she got from her nasty break up with Spirit. Liz is a responsible mom and helping everyone out. Black Star is being a dad, sort of. But yeah, development for all.

Q: I'm kind of curious as to where in canon it says that Excalibur hooked up with a woman LMAO... or maybe I saw it myself and just erased it from memory...

ADdude: Okay, that might have been a bit of a stretch. We saw him in bed with a woman in one of his stories. So, you have to take that with a grain of salt. Then again, it’s canon that the Arthur stuff was true and he was different back then. So who’s to say what’s true. But yeah, I’m taking that as true.

Q: What do you think you'll write about next?

ADdude: I’m still trying to edit my own book, so progress is slow. I’ve somehow got like four Star Vs the Forces of Evil stories going along with other fanfics of various fandoms. And I am working on a Soul Eater Abridged series as its writer and several voices and editor.  Working on episode two. And I’m writing Thanos snap fics, like what it would happen if the snap affected other worlds and yeah the Soul Eater world is on the chopping block list. I do have some idea for how I want to continue this Resbang story, maybe for next year.  I don’t have everything ready, but maybe Maka has her own family in the near future.

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Thanks to addude for stopping in! Stay tuned for one final transcript tomorrow!

[millenniumhprp]

“Gina my love, I absolutely loved your application. Your original character sounds fantastic and I can’t wait to see him on the dash. ~Admin M

Congrats Gina! You have been accepted to play as Benjamin Cooper (FC: Chance Perdomo)! Now, you have 48 hours to create your blog and follow our checklist. Once completed, please send a message to the main page and we will provide the link to the OOC blog / Discord.

In the meantime, if you have any questions regarding the process, just send us a message here and we’ll be happy to answer you. Great job! We can’t wait to see how you bring your character to life. Happy RPing!

Name: Gina

Preferred Pronouns: She / Her

Age: 23

Time Zone: MST-AZ

Activity level: I work for local news, so sometimes can be swept away easily for work – plus my shift is odd. However, I will try to get on every single night, if not every other day. <3

Previous Roleplaying Experience: over 12 years of forums and tumblr alike haha

How did you find out about Millennium? I’m an admin and set it up :P

What are you most excited for in the RP? THE TOURNAMENT – and older characters 😊

Anything Else: [removed]

IN CHARACTER

Character’s Name: Bejamin Cooper

Face claim: Chance Perdomo

Preferred Pronouns: He / Him

Age: 17

School: Hogwarts

Year: 7th

Blood-Status: Half-blood

House: Slytherin

How do they feel about their house placement? Indifferent. He does not want his house to define him. Only himself and his actions.

Job: During the summers with his mother, something in the Muggle world.

Biography: (tw: abuse & alcoholism)

Vola anima per aeterna - fly through eternal life.

Growing up was something of a difficulty for Benjamin. His father was a Pureblood – descendent from the Nott family – and emphasized the need for the young boy to learn magic when Benjamin first started showing his abilities at a young age. His mother was a Half-Blood, raised by a Muggle-born mother herself. Thus, she pleaded with her husband frequently that Benjamin needed the chance at a normal life without magic or the wizarding world. Especially since her own mother died in a tragic accident due to the aftermath of a battle from the first wizarding war. She wanted to give her son another option – knowing that a storm was coming. She saw how dangerous it was and didn’t want her only child growing up in such a dangerous place – and had another life to escape to if need be. Often, their screams from their fights shook the house, sending Benjamin into tears as he tried to cover his ears to block out the world. Drown it with his own thoughts and dreams. All while hiding in the back of the broom closet. Later, Benjamin learned that his father manipulated him many times. The Nott family was keen on memory charms and influence – making impressions and dictating many decisions often by corrupt ways. Out of guilt from thinking he was causing his parents fight, Benjamin often hid away or sometimes even ran. But one day, he didn’t have to. His father, suitcases in hand, left with another woman while his mother was left crying. Out of spite, Benjamin took his mother’s last name, protecting her as the new war began.

Raising him as a single parent, Benjamin’s mother moved them to a two-bedroom house right on the shore-line of Weymouth, Dorset in England. It was away from the center of the war, but another waged at home. His mother was in a drunken state most of the time, leaving the boy to write to himself, feeling lost in the world. She even took him out of Hogwarts during his fourth year – fearing the war would take her precious boy away. He went to a Muggle boarding school but missed the halls and corridors of Hogwarts. His home. Afterall, there, he thrived academically, particularly in potions. He liked to tinker with them, making them better. And in charms, he did the same. His journal was filled with ideas and potential inventions. Even so, Benjamin still practiced magic, eager to return once the war was over.

Now that the school is reopened, Benjamin has refused to finish Muggle school and told his mother that he is returning to Hogwarts. No matter what. Of course, she was distraught, and still has not come around. The fear of the Triwizard Tournament clouds her mind, wanting to keep Benjamin as far away as possible. However, he doesn’t need her protection. He’s fine on his own – witty, intelligent, cunning…qualities he knows are passed down from his father. All Benjamin wants is to be his own self, independent, and make his name known to the world. Not a Nott – nor a Half-Blood. Simply Benjamin Cooper. And he will stop at nothing to get his way.

What will your character bring to the RP? A male character split between the traits of his parents and the ambition to be his own person. He’s got the wit and tendencies of a villain, but longs to be good. I want to toy with the light and dark of a soul theme – and let Benjamin find his own way.

Patronus: Gray Wolf

Wand: 11 ½ inches, slightly springy, alder wood, unicorn hair core.

Head Canons:

·        During his first school-years at Hogwarts, in the summertime, his mother (a professor at the University) would be sure that Benjamin had full knowledge of the history of the Muggle World as well. Many times, she gave him books to read and take at least one Muggle-schooling course. Although, the war had caused her paranoia and thus led her to be more distant. Benjamin would then browse the library in their home on his free will whenever he decided to visit. After years of studying, he finds that he likes literature from the Muggle world and learning its history; because of this, Benjamin has a burning desire to travel, but also incorporate magic.

·        Benjamin is pansexual; however; aromantic. While he enjoys sexual encounters, he does not actively seek love or feel it often. In fact, he is often even more satisfied with friendships and other non-romantic relationships. He thinks this may change because he’s never been in love and goes in with an open mind. Benjamin’s severely insecure and does not believe in love due to his parents.

·        To keep a savings in mind, Benjamin worked a part-time job during the summer holidays. Oddly enough, at a bakery that is owned by his elderly neighbors. After his father left, his mother wanted to move out of London completely and migrated them towards the sea-side in Weymouth, Dorset England. The ocean did wonders for Benjamin, allowing him to gain a sense of wonder and appreciation for Muggle life even more. The summer meant he could swim, relax, and study. His neighbor, Lyle, was elderly and allows Benjamin to take his sailboat out if he cleans it up and also gave him his part-time job at his wife’s bakery. Discipline and responsibilities come with a job, which is what Benjamin believes he needs to become a man; to have courage and never let himself standby and watch any other horrible event pass before his very eyes.

Extras: Jupiter by Sleeping at Last

Para Sample: (tw: abuse, fighting, & alcoholism)

“Look at him, Camilla! He’ll never amount to anything.” Nathaniel Nott shouted to his wife as she held a younger, four-year-old version of Benjamin.

“He’s just a boy! Of course he won’t with you talking like this!” Camilla bent down, wiping the tears from Benjamin’s reddened cheeks, “Sweetheart, go to your room…please…”

All the young boy could do was look at his mother, saddened by how she seemed so broken. Every night was the same. His mother, fearing magic, did not want the boy to learn it when it became time that he would get the letter from Hogwarts. She feared it because it had killed her own mother - but Nathaniel, his father, tried to reason that it was dark magic that had done that. And with the tantrums Benjamin sometimes had, he was proven to show signs of magic with lights faintly flickering from time to time when he cried. Nathaniel, from pleading with his mother, led to arguments and fights - leaving all parties saddened greatly. Seeing the look in his father’s eyes, Benjamin quickly ran up the stairs, hiding in the broom closet with his knees hugged to his chest.

Some years later, even after Nathaniel left, the pain of being different; a freak; grew worse…

While growing up, Benjamin was faced with many issues. First his abuse, his mother becoming an alcoholic, and his father leaving. It made him feel unwanted and uncared for….as if he was the cause for all the issues. As if he were to blame. If that was what love was, he wanted none of it. Unfortunately, at home was not the only place where his insecurities thrived.

At age twelve, despite having gotten the letter from Hogwarts, Camilla refused to let her son learn magic at first. In the end, he started a year later than most Hogwarts students, making him feel behind and stupid. However, it was not his fault. As his mother tried to raise him as “normal”, Benjamin knew in his heart that he didn’t belong. It became evident as he was starting to be brought up in Muggle schooling, unable to control his magic when his emotions were heightened.

Being an awkward, shy boy, Benjamin was always bullied. Whenever the kids would push him or tease him, the bullies would suddenly trip on thin air. And one day, the boys were going too far. They began calling the young boy names saying that he was talking to the ‘Devil’ when he would whisper in his sleep at nap time (from nightmares) or utter words that he remembered his father saying when practicing and showing him simple spells.

They kicked the back of his desk, threw papers at him, pushed his arms, and even put gum in his hair. And while trying to control his anger, the young Benjamin’s temper slipped, making the teacher’s desk move forward and even start to lift before Benjamin fell to the ground, scared and shaking.

“You freak!” he heard a young girl scream and all he could do was crawl up from the ground and run. He ran until he reached his house where Benjamin hugged his knees to his chest and cried back to his broom closet, where the lights flickered from his hurricane of emotions. The young boy was confused, scared, and angry. He had no idea what to do. But the gentle touch of his mother’s hand on his shoulder was the only comfort he felt at the time. He always thought he was a freak.

Even now, Benjamin still feels out of place. Having finally been social at new Muggle schools when he was pulled from Hogwarts, it had done him a lot of good, but a lot of harm as well. He craved to be “normal” or at least fit in. He didn’t want to cause any pain that he felt when he was younger. To him, he was scared to death of being his father, but he was also terrified of being that boy once more.  Benjamin has many fears; thus, those fears are his insecurities. Although he must be careful to not let them get in the way as he returns to Hogwarts – a new, improved, young man.

[vigilante-rpg]

Welcome Rachel! We’re pleased to announce your audition for Garrett Hall / The Heir has been accepted! Please send your account into the main within the next 24 hours. We can’t wait to have you join us!

{{ PLAYER INFORMATION }}

NAME: Rachel

AGE: 19

TIMEZONE: PST

PRONOUNS: She/her, though I’m pretty relaxed about pronouns addressed to myself.

ACTIVITY LEVEL: I’m not normally busy over the summer. I could write at least once a day unless executive dysfunction takes hold, which isn’t a normal situation for me. My free time will slim during the weekdays when September starts due to school, but I keep my schedule spaced out so I can get writing and other things done.

PREVIOUS ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: I first made a role-play blog in 7th or 8th grade, and have rped for several years afterward on Tumblr and other platforms such as Google Drive, Discord, and RP Adventures. While I’ve had good times and made a couple close friends online, I have admittedly left Tumblr altogether because none of the communities I found were safe spaces for me. But I’ve had Karo, Lance, and Rachel advocate for this group and I’m really missing a quality rp experience

PERSONAL TUMBLR CONTACT: Removed for Privacy

TRIGGERS: None that I know of right now. I have some pretty strong trypophobia? But the things that I see as triggers are very personal, and not something that can be easily set off online.

{{ CHARACTER INFORMATION }}

CHARACTER NAME: Garrett Hall

PRONOUNS: He/him

AGE: 30

ORIGIN: The Heir

FACE CLAIM: Dan Stevens (Primary) or Arthur Darvill (Secondary)

QUOTE: “I never wanted this destiny. But now, I need it more than ever.”

OCCUPATION: Having recently left a lofty career as a lawyer outside of Newhaven, Garrett has recently gained a job as an accountant for a humble bakery. The explanation will be included in his biography.

PERSONALITY: [Intelligent] Even without the dual wielded powers inherited from his parents, Garrett grew up a prodigy of all kinds. From a young age he mastered languages from the English, Russian, and French he heard daily, to Spanish, sign language, and Mandarin. Kinesthetic intelligence developed in his training and play, both effectively honing his body for a future of constant movement. In school, he set academic records that have yet to be beaten. For much of his childhood, he was educated in classes above most children his age until his parents moved him back down, rightfully fearing the neglect of his emotional needs. With the focus on his own growth, Garrett came to brush off those who seemed lesser than him, whether he meant to or not. Sometimes he did. Without establishing connections with the rest of the essentials for life, Vlad and Chantelle worried for his future. However, Garrett refused to ease his burdens, continuing to cultivate his mind and the skills he proved good at. After all, it’s what all the people wanted from him, right?

[Blunt] One of the few things Garrett struggled with has always been social interaction. He can and has come off to others as rude and irritable, not just because he is, but also because he lacks the understanding of sensing others’ emotions and following that to a proper response. As a result, he simply says and does what is on his mind.

[Emotional] While he would argue his brain to be his greatest strength, Garrett is almost entirely emotionally driven, and rather impulsive at that. He is the type of person to act first and apologize later than to ask for permission or another’s point of view. As much as he pretends to be an impervious wall to those around him, Garrett is prone to wear sad eyes and scrunch his face to avoid a fit of helpless snickers. Plus, there’s the avoidance of sad films; he has made many people uncomfortable with gross tears. He has also grown acutely aware of his personal traits and needs, as well as the ways his actions affect the lives of others. This may be the biggest cause for his return to Newhaven.

[Observational] This trait is somewhat tied to those addressed before. Garrett is smart; he sees things and does everything he can to understand the who, where, when, why, how, and what to do next. It is much easier for him to go through this experience with the theoretical, scientific, mathematical, and rhetorical than it with the human mind. Humans are not so predictable, and Point A does not always lead to Point B with them.

[A Grade A Asshole] That’s it. This is him. We’re done here. In slightly more seriousness, he can really be a jerk. This is important when connected to his impulsivity and inability to understand people. Garrett has made a number of mistakes that hurt other individuals in his own self-destructive spiral. When he says and does what he believes needs to be done, his methods can be… questionable at best. 

[Troubled] Both Garrett and Legacy behave complete differently for the same reason: he doesn’t know how to amend the person he is with the person he wants or needs to be, as well as what is expected from him. His entire sense of self has been fractured, and it shows. Garrett attempts to push himself almost completely from the kind of person most would accept, much less want to be around. Legacy is quite the opposite, the golden boy he was fated to be since the very beginning. But neither of them are the real him. He doesn’t know how to get that back.

BIOGRAPHY: On March 28, 1990, everyone in Newhaven knew about the first son of Gryphon and Bogatyr, heroes of The Guild. The journey of Gryphon’s pregnancy was followed by the public since she first left the front lines to preserve her health and that of the baby. His name was never released, of course, lest the heroes, his parents, would be revealed.

They called him Fledgling, born with the beak of an an eagle and destined to follow in the footsteps of his father and mother.

Behind the mask, the Halls were a loving, if somewhat overinvested nuclear family. Vladimir Hall, cheerful father and knightlike superhero, lived as an interpreter of numerous Slavic languages for immigrants such as himself. Chantelle Prevost-Hall had more of a challenge to balance out her heroics and her civilian life as a popular stunt actress, but she was more than up to the task for what she felt was the right thing to do. They adored Garrett, and later their second son, Vincent, who inherited none of the family’s powers. But if Chantelle were to look back, she would see that her presence in the boys’ emotional conflicts was a place she fell short, and where she was needed more than ever. For Vlad, he was kind, he was affectionate, but the man simply could not empathize with his sons of a different generation and culture. Where they faltered to meet their children’s needs, they compensated in support of their education, social lives, and especially Garrett’s own unique abilities.

Along with his astonishing prowess throughout his years of education, Garrett was trained in his superhuman abilities — plural after his secondary power manifested at age 4 — so that he would flourish as a sidekick to the heroic power couple Gryphon and Bogatyr, and eventually ascend to become a hero of The Guild. Everybody knew this. People gossiped, journalists followed the masked child’s every move, and where they failed to catch anything of note, they could glean some off of the proud parents themselves. Nobody was more excited for Fledgling’s next development than them.

That is why Garrett never told them how he really felt. His fears, his anxieties and insecurities were clutched to his chest, and he never spoke a word of his peers and other adults who saw him as the loner, a shortcut to their own successes, or the perfect target to push into the dirt. When he came home with a soggy bookbag and a busted lip, he said he fell into a fountain. When given the silent treatment by his younger brother, powerless and painfully average in everything but heart, he said he had eaten the last of Vincent’s favorite snack. When someone spoke about Fledgling and his sparkling future, he smiled and kept his mouth shut, even though he screamed on the inside, “Does anyone care what I think?!”

The last flickering light of hope turned to smoke when he learned the answer. Almost 18 years old, freshly dubbed a hero in his own right, and he had nobody. Even his best friend, his favorite person, his first love, only looked up to the heroic side of the mask. Just like everyone else.

Fledgling was so lucky, wasn’t he? To be the child of heroes, to be anywhere close to Spectrum, to be a hero himself.

That’s not me.

The rest of that day was a blur. He went to his room, threw on a jacket, got in his first — and only — fight with his dad, and then he was gone. He doesn’t remember what he said that evening. Only the rage, the guilt, the fear, but not enough to pretend he could ever make his family proud. Fledging was declared to have stepped down a week later, when the Halls had to realize that Garrett wasn’t coming home.With no contact, no leads, no motivation for him to completely run away, it was as though Garrett simply dissolved into thin air.

The years following were just as foggy when Garrett tries to look back. He wandered the streets, learned what it’s like to fight for his life, hitchhiked out of the city, and worked the odd job here and there until a kind samaritan had pity and took him in. He got into college with a double major in law and accounting, then law school because you can take the boy away from heroics, but you can’t take the hero out of the boy. He became a lawyer in the city on the outskirts, and a good one at that. It wasn’t until the last year that he was found by his brother, now an officer who begged and bothered for his return.

He got through to Garrett. This was not the life he wanted to lead anymore. In the span of a day, he quit his job, said goodbye to the person who took him in those years back, and disappeared into the night. The second time he ran, this time to the very place he yearned to leave behind.

His abrupt resignation would not bode well if he applied to another law firm, and between the deskwork and the effort outside of the office, he would hardly have time to have a full night’s rest. It was Vincent’s suggestion to start small instead, so Garrett pulled out his second degree and took the first accounting job he could get, at a bakery just mere blocks from the apartment he rented out. It was the perfect foundation to slip into the evening sky for the first time in years, wings bared for all to see.

After everything he did, it all lead back to putting on those golden shackles.

{{ VIGILANTE INFORMATION }}

VIGILANTE NAME: Legacy

PRONOUNS: He/him

APPEARANCE: In his teens, Fledgling was designed by his parents a fun little getup of dark gray nylon striped with scarlet lightning bolts beneath his armor. The material of the armor (described in powers) remains a mystery to both Bogatyr and his son. It appears as strong meteoric iron, but has never been broken beyond a few significant dents, which is repaired on its own when released from the wielder. In that time, he always wore his helmet to conceal his identity, shaped like the head of an elaborate eagle for his gryphon traits within.

Years later, it is hard to tell if the newly named Legacy has changed completely or not at all. The body armor stays the same as it was, though larger to fit his grown physique. Underneath, he bears a flexible black shirt with a jagged gold stripe up the front and two slits near his shoulder blades, a fairly plain pair of snug black trousers, golden bracelets that reach from wrist to mid-forearm, and a set of sandals that shift to wrap around his legs when his feet transform into the claws of a lion. When without his helmet for protection, Legacy wears a gold and silver masquerade mask of a gryphon, similar to the kind his mother used to own.

SIGIL: A heraldic emblem of a gryphon in silver.

COLOUR SCHEME: Goldenrod (#DAA520), silver (#ACACAC), and black (#000000)

FIGHTING STYLE: Close combat, minimalizing serious damage.

CLASS TYPE: Offensive 

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Lawful Neutral

POWERS: [Gryphon Physiology] From his mother, Legacy possesses a genetic structure that can shift from fully human to a more animalistic form. This ability is not powered by emotions or the person’s control, but is merely another body for him to inhabit. However, the more he changes at once, the more painful the process becomes. He has to physically make alterations to his muscles, bones, and every part of his body, which is hardly a natural effort. The most he can accomplish without causing significant injury to himself is manifest his wings, talons, claws, and bird-like eyes. Garrett has only tried to fully transform once as a teenager, but he failed impressively and never made an attempt since.

His strength and other physical attributes rely on his own fitness, except for the strength of his wings, massive and powerful to carry the weight of a grown man and then some, thus entirely capable of blunt damage should he risk injury to one of his most sensitive body parts. Another consequence is that his clothes get torn from the transformation if they are not specifically altered for this ability.

Gryphon and Bogatyr discovered his inheritance as soon as he was born; it was undeniable when they saw a beak in place of a wrinkled nose and mouth, and a head of pale, downy feathers. His parents made the decision while the medics tended to the newborn. They kept his identity a top secret from the disappointed city, known only to the doctors and the closest members of The Guild as they trained him parallel to his growing up.

[Armor/Weapon Manifestation] “He is his father’s son,” said Gryphon, hiding a smile behind her hand as Bogatyr slammed the door open with 4-year-old Garrett swinging a knife behind him.

“Mama! Look what I made!”

Bogatyr is able to create a full suit of armor around his body as well as an impressive range of weaponry as long as they are predominantly composed of metal. Legacy, on the other hand, can only make himself a sophisticated shortsword, shield, and the very basics of armor: visor, breastplate, shoulder guards, and simple coverings for his arms and legs. This ability also lasts for no more than a couple hours without causing significant strain (one and a half hours while part-gryphon), and can only bear up to the force of twice its mass without visible damage, likely due to a weaker version of the mutated gene. But the flexibility works well when he shifts forms with Gryphon’s power. For both men, the properties of their manifestations has no match to any known type of metal, but most closely resembles heat treated L6 Bainite. Between them and those who worked on research with them, they suspect the armor may be connected to iron and other materials from their bodies. For obvious health-related reasons, though, there have been no tests on either Bogatyr or Legacy.

{{ STATS }}

OBSCURITY: 1/5 (-1 obscurity)

CONTROL: 4/5

LUCK:  3/5

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STRENGTH: 3/5

SPEED: 4/5

CHARISMA: 2/5

INTUITION: 3/5 (-1 intuition)

AGILITY: 3/5

STAMINA: 3/5

INTELLIGENCE: 5/5

DURABILITY: 4/5

{{ EXTRAS }}

HEADCANONS: -Even though he contains enough issues to fill a personal Pandora’s Box, Garrett does not come from a life of abuse or neglect. At this point in time, he’s come to accept that a number of different causes – miscommunication, insecurity, undiagnosed anxiety and depression, and outside forces that would take a second list to name off – resulted in his ultimate act of running away. He only wants to make his round of apologies and decide where to go next.

-He’s a devoted night owl, for better or for worse.

-Those from the Guild are likely to know his real identity.

-Because his father’s Russian, his mother’s French, and he was raised in Newhaven, poor Garrett speaks with an accent that is an unholy amalgamation of all three.

-Sometimes he tries to meme. Don’t let him.

-Legacy is surprisingly good at working with others. Garrett’s just an ass.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: -Garrett is part of Dimetre’s ex-lover/friend plot, but with a couple minor changes. He’s the character who inspired that plot, haha!

-Songs: Luck by American Authors, Stroke by Stroke from Jasper in Deadland, I Was Me - Imagine Dragons, You Don’t Know from Next To Normal, May I by Trading Yesterday, Lullaby for a Stormy Night by Vienna Teng

-Aesthetics: Papers and folders on a tabletop, the constellation Lyra, tears smearing the ink on a letter, golden wings, fallen angel, coffee with foam art, snowfall on a veranda, gleaming steel.

[gcnenineteen-blog]

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT THE MUN.

Repost, not reblog! Tag whoever you want !

NAME: Jay NICKNAME: – AGE: 23 FACE-CLAIM: N/A, although I usually use humorous birds as icons on chat programs.

PRONOUNS: he/his HEIGHT: 164 cm / 5′4″ BIRTHDAY: 5th May AESTHETIC: Stags, owls, earth tones, tea, not paying attention when people are speaking because I’m running fictional scenarios in my head. LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO: I binged on Lana Del Rey while researching for a paper last night. I’m favoring the song Love, lately, mostly because I just discovered it - Shades of Cool was the old favorite. Sue me, I’m a big fan of complex, well-formed aesthetics. 

FAVOURITE MUSE(S) YOU’VE WRITTEN: Honestly, Don and Jamie are really getting there. I still have a soft spot for Harvey Dent, because I wrote him in a really psychologically shitty point in my life, and viewing mental illness, trauma, issues of identity and abuse, and the path to healing and redemption through his eyes helped me see my own problems objectively and gave me a safe place to explore and process those feelings into something better. So, I owe that crazy bastard a lot. I also really enjoyed Jesse McCree, but the fandom got to me after awhile and I didn’t end up actually writing him as much as I would have liked. 

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO TAKE ON YOUR CURRENT MUSE (THAT YOU ARE POSTING THIS ON): I’ve been a Constant Reader of King’s since I was about ten, when I started with, I think, Pet Sematary. I’ve always loved his multiverse, have been immersed in it to varying degrees most of my life, and my dad got me into TDT in particular when I was closer to fourteen. I blew through the series for the first time that year and fell it love with it - and every time I reread it afterward, it got closer to being my favorite book series, period, with The Gunslinger sitting right on top. I’ve wanted to try writing in this fandom for years, but A) it seemed so small and I was nervous about being liked, and B) it didn’t really hit me right in the face until I read WttK for the second time, and found I was just as enamored with the idea of Jamie as I had been the first time, and what was more, I’d had time to ruminate on ways to expand on him. 

As for Don, he’s always been one of the handful of King protags who are very important to me. I was about fifteen when I got to WotC and ‘met’ him for the first time, having not read Salem’s Lot yet, and he was the first queer character I saw taken into a main cast and given an important role, in which their sexuality is there and valid but not the cornerstone of their character arc. I also deeply related to his psychological struggles and sense of being outcast, and his character development from ruin to healing and triumph touched something in me that needed the validation at that time. When asking myself who I wanted to add to this blog after Jamie, there was no contest.

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVOURITE ASPECTS OF YOUR CURRENT MUSE: For Don, it’s his character’s thematic focus on healing from trauma and emerging a stronger person on the other side. His doubt, his pain, his struggle, and the ultimate integrity of character and sense of purpose it gives him before the end - the fact that even after decades of misery, it was possible for him to be happy again. 

For Jamie, my favorite thing to come out of his development has been the vast network of family and friends he’s accrued, and the dynamic contrast they add to his character - love to balance rage, intimacy to balance isolation and stoicism. Still waters run deep with him, and Vanessa and Matty in particular have given me so many ways to explore what’s down there and turn him into a much more multi-faceted character. 

WHAT’S YOUR BIGGEST INSPIRATION WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING: This is probably incredibly obvious, but the work of Stephen King. I already knew that I liked the horror genre, but King helped me narrow down a lot of the specific parts of it that I like - mundane horror, eldritch horror, the concept of time and dimensions as being fluid and/or coming unspooled, the interconnected mythos. I also really like the folksy, almost casual voice he uses to describe even the worst horrors in his work. Of course, I also traced his own inspirations back and developed a liking for Lovecraft and Poe, but to a lesser degree - for example, Lovecraft is great at horror concepts, but he doesn’t have the same talent for writing people, which I assume comes from his social isolation and general bigotry keeping him from understanding others, or wanting to. My shyness can cause the same problem, but I feel like reading King has helped me learn my way around it. 

More general inspiration tends to come from music and poetry - I listen to/read them almost daily, and a lot of lines, images, or concepts tend to sneak into whatever I’m writing that day or influence where I think a thread or drabble should go. 

FAVOURITE TYPES OF THREADS: Hard to pick. Generally, I like a blend of short, conversational slice-of-life threads and longer, plot-oriented ones, but on this blog I’ve ended up heavily favoring the latter, just because there are so many ideas to try out and I’ve been waiting to try many of them for years, literally. 

BIGGEST STRUGGLE IN REGARDS TO YOUR CURRENT MUSE: For Don, it’s been understanding his faith. I’ve identified as agnostic all my life, and only recently started to develop some pagan feelings of spirituality, and what’s more, growing up trans (and queer in general) in Texas gave me a strong anti-Christian bias that I’m working to be self-aware of and move past. For a long time I resented theistic faith as a whole and Christianity in particular because of the way a lot of its practitioners have treated me, and I never tried to understand because I didn’t want to - I stuck to the “Christians are just people who can’t face the world on their own and need an imaginary friend to assuage their fear of death and motivate them to be moral” dogma for years. But writing Don (and one of my previous muses, Baze Malbus from Rogue One) has challenged me to see things from the other point of view, and while I still mistrust and dislike organized Christianity, I’m starting to really understand and respect individual practitioners. Who says RP can’t help you grow as a person?

As for Jamie, he’s been pushing me to do a lot of background research on the cultures that influenced the creation of Gilead, and to invest a lot of time in world-building as a result. But I wouldn’t necessarily call that a struggle - it takes more effort, but I’m having fun doing it, and learning in the process, so it’s a no-lose scenario.

Tagging: lmao everybody in the fandom already got tagged, we’re basically five people sitting in a dinghy. Has @eritvita been tagged yet?

[skybournerp]

Congratulations Cait, and welcome to Skybourne University! You’ve been accepted as your desired character Shiloh Wolfe. We think your character will make a great addition to our roleplay. Be sure to set up your main account by our opening date, 5/19, and sent it to us with the ask box open so we can send you a link to the OOC blog. Also be sure to do everything on the new member checklist.

OOC INFORMATION

nickname: Cait

time zone: EST

age: 25

pronouns: She/Her

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how did you find us?: rpg land, rp shoutout/review/rec

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PARA SAMPLE (tw: abuse)

Again.

The voice shook her like an aftershock, sending waves of fear through her body even without her father’s ability, the sensation of which she’d learned to recognize. “Please, I’ve been doing this for days. I need a break, please…” The simple shake of a head shattered any hope she had before the door was once again closed in her face, covering her in a blanket of darkness. She wouldn’t scream, she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that she was afraid.

Despite her determination, all self-made promises were dismissed the moment, she felt her father’s ability snaking through the darkness. The fear hit her like a comically-falling anvil, without any of the well-meaning studio laughter. Shiloh began to scream and bang on the door until her voice gave out… In that moment, she ceased to fear the darkness. She felt at one with the tangible lack of light that surrounded her and began to harness the feeling. All at once, she felt everything fall silent even as her power took on a life of its own, destroying the prison disguised as a home in which she’d been held for the entirety of her life.

When she awoke, she was in the middle of the woods. Shiloh heard crickets, and the gentle rustling of the leaves around her. She could remember the time that her father had dropped her in the middle of the woods for hours until she’d found her way back, only to prove that she could survive even if only by the light of the moon. No longer did she feel alone in the dark, no longer did it feel like it was smothering her. Instead, she felt more at home than she’d ever felt in the concrete walls of the prison in which she was raised. There amidst the trees, she could do nothing but laugh. She was finally free.

ORIGINAL CHARACTER APPLICATION

“ The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say. ”

A B O U T

Name: Shiloh Wolfe Nickname: Shy Hero Name: N/A Age: nineteen Date & Place of Birth: February 19th, 1998 & Asheville, NC Sexuality: Undecided Pronouns: She/Her Faceclaim: Hailee Steinfeld

M O R E

Major & Minor: Studio Art, Criminal Justice Minor Classes Taught: N/A Previous Degrees: N/A Classification: Freshman Occupation: Student ; Apprentice @ Inkredible Tattoos Rank: Hero Power: Umbrakinesis and Shadow Physiology Limitations: When under stress, the area around her may darken unintentionally and too much or certain types of light can have the effect of physical force on her shadows or on her while she is using shadow physiology. She also currently has poor control over her ability and sometimes, dissociates when using her physiology with no recollection of her actions when she comes to. Status: TAKEN

P E R S O N A L I T Y

+ Resilient, Driven, Self-sufficient - Isolative, Guarded, Uncouth

B I O G R A P H Y (TW: abuse)

Draven Wolfe, dubbed The Nightmare by local news and late night talk shows alike had never been “normal”. In fact, he’d been labeled misanthropic, sadistic, and even a monster. By any who had had the unfortunate displeasure of bearing witness to his many misdeeds. He prided himself in his ability to bring the city to its collective knees. He was larger than life until the day that he fell in love with a hostage. She was fearless. Despite his ability to induce and weaponize fear as a physical force, she was unphased, later revealing her power of a psychic shield. Draven was not accustomed to feeling anything for anyone other than himself, but the woman did not shiver at the site of him. She did not look at him like the monster that the society around him had encouraged and created.

A year passed and Draven was standing in the labor room of a private hospital, one of the only hospitals that would welcome the birth of “The Nightmare’s Child”. Only two hours after contractions started, things began to go south fast. The medical staff tried to force Draven out of the delivery room to no avail. They were able to save the child, but not the mother. In a burst of anger, Draven destroyed the entirety of the hospital before taking his daughter and disappearing again from mainstream society. He raised his daughter in isolation. He’d disappeared from the news and dedicated every moment of his time to raising his daughter. She had to be smarter, better, and more powerful than her mother. All of Draven’s focus was on shaping her rather than nurturing her.

As the only known offspring of an infamous villain, Shiloh’s expectations from society were unfortunate while her expectations of her father were infinite. As she got older and more independent at the age of 10, Draven began to venture back out into his work. The world cowered at the return of The Nighmare, but Shiloh only saw him as her father despite the fact that the man on the news every other night in the midst of another distasteful conquest could barely be called a father at all. However, due to her isolation, lack of peers, and lack of any other family, her situation seemed entirely normal to her for it was the only reality she’d ever known.

Finally reaching adolescence, Draven knew it was time to work on Shiloh’s powers. With the knowledge that high levels of stress could induce power manifestations, Draven began to use every trick in the book to trigger her powers.  Draven, frustrated with the wait, put Shiloh through a variety of sessions to break her, but she was sturdy and stubborn. Finally, Daven discovered her fear of the dark. It was so simple that Draven beat himself up for not seeing it sooner. With this new knowledge, he began to send her into the basement on a regular basis. She would cry, but he would only point back down the stairs and repeat again. Finally, giving up on letting the darkness alone pull the powers from her, he amplified the fear it caused using his own abilities.

Outside of the basement he could hear screaming until it finally stopped and darkness itself plummeted through the door, filling the house like dark ink. When the darkness cleaned, Shiloh was no where to be found. She had finally escaped him. She laid low for quite a while, but realized quickly that her powers were far from under control. Despite all that her father had put her through, she knew well that he was the only one who could truly help her learn how to control them. When she finally returned to her home, her father had been locked up in a maximum security prison for super villains.

With no place else to go Shiloh did what she could to get by on her own which increasingly began to include the use of her powers to obtain food or money in order to get by. This worked well for her until the day she was caught and offered  a second chance at Skybourne University where she hoped to learn control of her powers in an environment that was more stable and safe than anything she’d known before. Shiloh continues to struggle with her ability and is often afraid that the use of her powers will cause other’s to see her as they see her father.

F A M I L Y

Unknown (mother - deceased) Draven Wolfe (father - alive) Unknown (half-brother - alive)

C O N N E C T I O N S

Alysha King: Within the super community, there is a strong stigma connected to those students whose parents used their powers for evil rather than for saving kittens and assisting the elderly. Shiloh and Alysha have connected over their similar pasts and love of art.

Kristopher Maier: Kris has always treated Shlioh with kindness and she honestly feels like she can confide in him, though she may not always heed all of his advice.

[suntek-a-blog]

    A.K.A i can’t believe i finally have a use for this image 

         it’s been, what, three weeks? of endless shitposts & bottom-of-the-barrel memery? I’LL BE REAL: when i made this blog i had zero expectations. playin’ a main character in a new & long-anticipated FF game? the hell’re you thinkin’, em? you’ll have maybe fifty followers TOPS--- but there’s ONE HUNDRED ‘N FIFTY of you kids puttin’ up with my bullshit, and I can’t help but feel like y’all need to know how deeply i feel about you.

                          SO HERE’S TO ME BEIN’ BORN A GIANT FUCKEN SAP!

O.G. FAM.

@tanadhal​ --- JACK. my main man, my buddy, my pal. my favorite FUCKING homo, you’ve stuck with my ugly ass since i started stalkin’ you in DRAGON AGE, ‘n helped me get started in a fandom you don’t even know. do you realize how sweet that is? do you realize how wonderful you are? do you realize how many times i wake up and think “BOY, I SURE AM LUCKY TO HAVE JACK AS A FRIEND” because it’s often, my guy. real often. i love you, i love fenriel, and i hope you stick with me forever yet! @fuckthedivine​ / @radicahl​ --- RAIN. what the fuck, rain. it’s been a couple years now, hasn’t it? you’ve always been a good soul, cheerin’ me up ‘n makin’ me laugh every day. you helped me through some real rough patches, and even when i FELL OFF THE FACE OF THE PLANET, you welcomed me back with open arms & i can’t even begin to tell you how much that means to me. for all the grief we give each other, PLEASE know that i love you from the very bottom of my bowels, and i pray you’ll keep supporting me!

@dokitsuu​ --- you haven’t been on shun in a while, ‘n we don’t even interact here, but it just feels WRONG not to put the actual love of my life on my biased list, y’know? i love you SO MUCH, lilly, you’re my sun & my stars and words cannot begin to express how much you mean to me, and how grateful i am to have you unbridled support.

@forjusticed​ --- i think i could probably write a 900 page essay on how much i love you, paige, and how much it means 2 me that you followed me over here despite nowing JACK SHIT about final fantasy. YOU’RE TH BEST, OKAY?

NEW PALS & FFXV JUNKIES

@caelitis​ / @ofbraver​ --- ven. ven, ven, VEN. holy shit, ven. you are THE FIRST noctis i had the absolute pleasure of interacting with, and i cannot express how fucking grateful i am to have met you. i’ll be real, there are times when i feel extremely uncertain about how you feel about me. i never wanna bother you, y’know? but you’re always comin’ to ME, sendin’ me sweet asks, gettin’ me balls deep in ff7 & all these lovely discussions, and makin’ my days just that much brighter. i’ve come to look forward to our talks ‘n interactions with genuine excitement, and i just can’t believe how FAST you’ve weaseled into my heart. thank you for puttin’ up with me, really. you’re the best.

@inartibus​ --- LILY. you’re so. your ignis is so. MMMM, GOOD SHIT? we barely talk, because i’m a nervous sack of shit and feel like you’re 2000 leagues out of my league, but i REALLY hope you know how much i admire you. and how much i appreciate our threads & interactions. i’ve always loved ignis ‘n prompto’s relationship, and you made my dreams come true by helpin’ me develop it!

@ofhammerhead​ / @embracefate​ --- rachelle, you’re an angel. truly, an angel. you’re so open & loving, and every time we talk i feel so. i don’t know, warm? fuzzy? you’re someone i feel like i can talk to without worry, and there are so few people like that in the world, it’s truly amazing. you’re amazing. AND YOUR CINDY’S AMAZING. i’d probably die for you both tbh.

@hydrxean --- OOOOO SAME NAME BUDDIES! SAME NAME BUDDIES!!! that aside, you’re actually the sweetest piece of shit on the planet? you’ve been so LOVELY and KIND to me every time we’ve spoken. not to mention, your writing is BEAUTIFUL and i’m extremely gay for leviathan, and despite my slowness i’m beyond excited to keep on keepin’ on with prom ‘n levi’s relationship. TALK TO ME MORE, BOO, I LOVE YOU.

@arvious --- are we even pals, sue m’goo? we’ve talked, like, maybe three times--- does it count? WHO CARES. i am absolutely in love with you, your crowe, and your passion for croweluna ( which is arguably my favorite ffxv ship, even before joining the rp community wtf ). i’m shitting my pants in excitement to keep writin’ with you, and i cannot WAIT to go through my kingsglaive verse with you. CHEERS TO BEIN’ THE COOLEST CAT AROUND, MY GUY.

PROMPTO PROTECTION SQUAD.

this is the first time ever that i’ve actually followed duplicates tbh. in my 6+ years on tumblr, i’ve never had the BALLS, y’know? but you guys--- you guys are SO COOL. seeing y’all on my dash is a real treat; i LOVE reading your headcanons, ‘n i LOVE catchin’ similarities & differences between how we all see The Kid. it’s super neat. THANK YOU GUYS FOR BEIN’ SO RAD!!

@argentlined - @pierccr - @gnzlngr​

COOL KIDS IN SCHOOL.

these are the super MVPs--- A.K.A, the kids i’m too much of a pussy to actually talk to, or haven’t had the opportunity to interact with, but who i ardently admire nonetheless. every one of you hold a piece of my heart in your hands; PLEASE TREAT ME WELL!! 

@adventson - @aerfertur - @ascendantly​ - @armigeruser​ - @aerfertur​ - @deityspoken​ - @deathcoated​ - @estanima​ - @faeht - @fereavem - @gunbris - @infusedblues​ - @kingslight - @praelior - @protegats - @rosegeneral - @scarredshield - @sophoi - @starscourged - @shiverheart - @sagefyre - & EVERYONE ELSE that i inevitably missed. YOU’RE ALL LOVELY!

[vigilante-rpg]

Welcome Karoline! We’re pleased to announce your audition for Aiden Soto / The Accident has been accepted! Please send your account into the main within the next 24 hours. We can’t wait to have you join us!

{{ PLAYER INFORMATION }}

NAME: Karoline 

AGE: 19

TIMEZONE: PST

PRONOUNS: She/her

ACTIVITY LEVEL: I have a tendency to be active 10 out of the 16 hours that I’m actually awake. Finals Week may drop to more like two hours a day?

PREVIOUS ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: I’ve been doing Tumblr rps for a little more than a month, but I’ve been doing rp on other platforms for a few years

PERSONAL TUMBLR CONTACT: Removed for Privacy

TRIGGERS: none

{{ CHARACTER INFORMATION }}

CHARACTER NAME: Aiden Soto (originally Andrew Santos)

PRONOUNS: HE/HIM

AGE: 25

ORIGIN: The Accident

FACE CLAIM: Darren Criss

QUOTE: “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche

OCCUPATION: Online Anonymous Journalist

PERSONALITY:

Habitual Liar: He knows how to be charming, how to redirect attention away from the things he’d like to hide. It was a skill that he developed from his days as a petty theif, learning how to hide his crimes from his concerned parents in order to keep their minds at peace. He began to create elaborate stories, and he just kept making them, even past the point that he needed to. It was a good escape, a way to say that his life was better than he knew it was.

Charming: To make connections, Aiden began to learn how to be charming to the people he would steal for. He learned how to fit in with the dealers, how to smile his way into a trade, how to placate officers who may have believed his employers to be otherwise immoral. It was survival.

Hopeful: Aiden wants to be a writer, a real one, and not just an anonymous blogger. He knows the chances are low, but there are dreams that he has now that he’d never allowed himself to have before.

Pickpocket: He still sees possessions as a loose term. If he needs something, the first thing that his mind will go to is to take it without care for who it really belongs to. He’s getting better at remembering that the world doesn’t belong to him, but he still finds himself with a couple of valuables that he ends up needing to pawn off whenever he’s struggling for money.

Self-deprecating: He knows he’s done shitty things, but he read somewhere (it’s a lie, he read it wrong) that being self-deprecating about it was a good way to get over guilt. If you can’t laugh at it, then what are you supposed to do? It’s a little unnerving to some people, when they realize that he’s laughing about a life of crime, but that’s his coping mechanism.

Stubborn: Overall, Aiden wants to do better, to be better, but he doesn’t want to let anyone to help him, and more often than not, he smiles and pretends he’s fine. It’s a defense for him, a way to keep people out from having to judge him, because he knows that most people might be sick at the thought of what he used to do, and occasionally, what he still does.

BIOGRAPHY: He was too small to be a hero, is what his mother told him. He dreamed of fighting crime and beating up the bad guys and winning, but he was small and his older sister always sighed and called him “Loko-loko” whenever he tried to tell her that he was going to grow up and save them from the thieves and sirens that passed by their house at night. But his parents needed money to send his sister to a good high school. She was a smart girl, and the local high school was dirty and drug filled and it wouldn’t be safe for her to be there. So they discussed and talked, and it was heated to the point that Aiden would plead to whoever was out there to somehow save his sister from having to go to a place where she would come out of it broken and beaten and stuck. But no one answered and Aiden quit going to the gym and started learning how to pick pockets. He was good at that too, his small hands reaching in and out before anyone could see, and his targets started getting harder too. A bit of cash from a traveling business man, a pretty watch from the tourist, a diamond ring from a besotten man to be engaged. He sold them at a pawn store, taking the cash home to his parents and refusing to tell them how he’d gotten them. They believed him, and Aiden felt better. He was being a hero for his parents, for his sister. If stealing things was what it took to save his family, then he was glad to do so.

He continued through and past high school, stealing and trading enough to help pay for his sister’s college. He wasn’t worried about going himself, he was far from the genius that she was, but even so, family stuck together, and he wanted to make sure that she could continue the amazing education that she deserved. But he’d caught the attention of some pretty bad people, and he started doing more and more dangerous jobs for them. He still had skill in boxing, so taking care of other thieves who wanted to bother him weren’t an issue. It was the people who he was stealing for that became the problem. There were whispers on the street about an experimental drug, and people were wondering what it would cost, how much money it would make them. A dealer, who had heard of Aiden’s propensity and talent for taking things that weren’t his, offered enough money to pay for half his sister’s first year in college, and Aiden was sold. He treated it as if it were any other job, and the dealer provided him with enough information for Aiden to sneak a hand into the suitcase, and walk away without any fuss.

But of course it went wrong. His luck ran out, and Aiden’s world tilted. He hadn’t accounted for the guards, hiding in civilian clothes, surrounding his mark. His survival instincts kicked in, and he did what he could to get away, grabbing the suitcase and running as fast as he could, the only clear thing in his head being to get the fuck away. The fancy pants suits couldn’t do a thing when he whacked the nearest thug with the suitcase and jumped the fence, running and weaving through the alleyways until he reached an abandoned warehouse.

He was curious though, about the drug, and he wanted to know what sort of substance could cause someone to need bodyguards. So, being the inquiring person he was, he decided it would be a great decision to open the case. Aiden clicked open the case and was assaulted by the smoke and vapor that had been contained moments before, an airborne concoction meant to change the user’s DNA. He remembered it being painful, his eyes watering and the struggle to breathe, the feeling of his nerves on fire and his blood boiling and the temporary thought of why would anyone want this? floating through his head.

He woke up in the hospital, with his parents and sister beside him, and they made him promise not to steal anything else. He’d agreed, not wanting to see them hurt anymore. But the world of crime wasn’t done with him just yet. Aiden had been asleep when he heard screaming from the living room, and had rushed out to see the dealer and his own thugs holding guns to his parents head. The dealer that had originally wanted the experimental drug had been furious when he’d heard that Aiden wouldn’t deliver, and instead set out to threaten him. He’d begged, swearing that he could do better and apologizing and promising to make it up to him somehow. He’d screamed and cried and pleaded, offering himself up as payment, and for a moment, he held on to hope that it had worked when one of the thugs put a bullet through his shoulder. But it was for nothing, and Aiden watched in horror as his parents fell, lifeless, to the ground.

The next thing he knew he was standing in a pool of too much blood, the dealer and the thugs dead around him, his memory hazy and his shoulder pounding with pain. He glanced down to see a makeshift sword of his own crystalized blood, and he could only stare as the sword dissolved and the rest of the liquid ran back into his body. So he ran, terrified of what the consequences were for him, living on the streets until he found a family that took pity on him, allowing him to stay with their son in his apartment until he could get back on his feet. While Aiden recovered, he and the son became good friends, and after Aiden found steady money in anonymous blogging, the son let Aiden stay.

He decided that if he was going to have this power, he was going to ensure that no one else ended up like him and his parents. He took the streets, hoping that maybe he could live as the hero he wanted to be when he was a child. But learning how to be a hero is hard, and Aiden doesn’t have a clue what he’s doing. He’s only ever learned how to fight on the streets, and past that, well, his sense of what’s fair is more than a little skewed.

{{ VIGILANTE INFORMATION }}

VIGILANTE NAME: Red River

PRONOUNS: He/Him

APPEARANCE: Black hood with red linings, along with a muffler to pull up over his nose and mouth. His hair is pretty distinctive, so he makes sure that it’s either gelled or pulled away from his face so the curls don’t get out. His torso is covered in a muted red leather jacket with a light bullet proof vest underneath. On his neck, where the hood is attached is where his sigil is. He also has black pants that are easy to move around with and dark red combat boots. On his belt is where he stores his handguns and extra cartridges. He has gloves that cover his fingertips but are open palm in the case that he needs to cut himself to access blood, and a hidden dagger under his left wrist as a means to do so as well as a weapon.

SIGIL: Ruby red “R” that looks like it was written in blood.

COLOUR SCHEME:

MUTED RED: #352929

BLACK: #050302

RED: #690300

FIGHTING STYLE: Guns, Hand to Hand combat (boxing)

CLASS TYPE: Defensive

POWER: Hemokinesis - He can control his own blood and solidify it to the point that it’s like a red shard of ice. Granted, he has to actually have blood outside of his body to do so, so he usually saves it for last ditch attempts where he absolutely has to use it. He can only use his own blood, and because of that, he has a limited supply before he starts feeling really hazy, and whenever he uses more than 30% of his blood, he blacks out and his body redirects all function to his ability. Meaning, if he uses too much, he has no conscious memory of what happened during his fight.

{{ STATS }}

Please delegate 9 points between the following three stats for your character. If the origin you’re applying for has a bonus or debuff on any of the below, adjust the total as required.

OBSCURITY: 3/5 CONTROL: 2/5 LUCK: 3/5

Please delegate 28 points between the following eight stats for your character. If the origin you’re applying for has a bonus or debuff on any of the below, adjust the total as required.

STRENGTH: 4/5 SPEED: 3/5 CHARISMA: 4/5 INTUITION: 4/5 AGILITY: 3/5 STAMINA: 4/5 INTELLIGENCE: 3/5 DURABILITY: 4/5

{{ EXTRAS }}

HEADCANONS:

He likes being an anonymous writer, but he actually rather likes writing, and if he could, he’d like to one day actually write under his real name, and not a pseudonym.

He also enjoys learning instruments, finding them calming. He’s kinda shitty at guitar, but that’s his current project.

He blames himself for his parents death, believing that it was his life as a thief that led to them being killed.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:

mood boards: LINK desired plots:

His roommate, the son of the family that took pity on him, knows that Aiden’s a vigilante, but so far, they haven’t said a word about it.

Aiden needs to face the fact that his parents are dead, but his sister is not, and she managed to escape the revenge of her brother’s employer, and now she wants to know where the hell he’s been.

Original Art: LINK aesthetics: LINK || LINK