#jrwi hcs

[atomicraft]

gillion tidestrider strikes me as the type of asexual who is devastated to find out that people weren’t joking about feeling sexual attraction and that it in fact is not just an elaborate bit

[nuclear-bastard]

Gillion Tidestrider Modern Headcanons

(Sfw!)

• Being asexual and not completely understanding social cues or situations, Gillion leans more towards being aroace, he does get crushes but he would prefer to keep things queer platonic to avoid things becoming complicated or confusing.

• Gillion would be very clingy, not in the "dont leave" sense but in the sense that he would always want to be making physical contact or be in line of sight of whoever hes with, wether that be laying his tail on their lap or tucking it around them or just leaning on them.

• He also would be very protective, if someone is upset or angry or having a moment he would want to soothe them and take on the role of being alert himself so that he could face the danger and allow whoever he is with to feel comfortable and protected.

•  If Gillion went to an aquarium, it would be an entire day trip and he would spend a significant amount of time trying to telepathically tell the fish that they are beautiful.

• The first time Gillion saw snow, he was completely transfixed. First of all what the fuck happened to the rain? Second of all its beautiful! He would spend a lot of time watching the snow and trying to understand it.

• Sometimes Gillion yearns for the simplicity of being a fish in a tank as a form of regression, sometimes he just wants to turn his brain off and spend time with the people he cares about in a little tank next to where theyre working.

• After the dream about his mother cooking eggs for breakfast, he could never have eggs for breakfast again and if he were to be offered them he would just stare blankly.

• If he was ever showed minecraft he would get the conduit as fast as possible on every world he plays on, he would also habitually dive into deep underwater caves or swim into tiny nooks and crevaces and look out of any little hidey hole he finds.

• Continuing from this, the drowneds and guardians would make him feel very conflicted. He would usually go quiet while farming nautilus shells or clearing out the ocean monument.

• He compulsively wants to dive into any body of water that he finds.

[micahdoesmusic]

Albatrio hair-brading headcannons (because I’m deranged)

Personally I feel Gillion would have some sort of sensory issues, especially when it comes to his gills.

At first when Chip pulled him out of the water, it was very difficult to not be overwhelmed and find solutions to calm himself down. He took extra swims by the ship when his dry skin felt unbearable, ripped out part of his shirt to free his Gills and fins, etc. But it was hard to deal with his hair.

In my mind Gillion has two patches of Gills. One on the side of his waist, (he ripped out a space in his shirt) and the other on his upper back above his shoulder blade.

In the undersea, Gillion’s hair probably would’ve been floating about, maybe passing over his Gills occasionally or resting on his shoulders at times, but it wouldn’t be constant. However, when Gillion comes out of the water, his hair sits right atop his Gills and it feels itchy and horribly difficult to breathe.

Naturally, he tries to move it or tie it but it’s a struggle for him. (Unfortunately Gillion isn’t great at small hand coordinated tasks.) Edyn used to braid his hair, so he attempts to at fail. Eventually he gives up, unable to make a difference. Sure he could cut his hair, but Gillion has a sort of attachment to it.

After a while of getting to know Chip and Jay, Gillion notices a few braids in Jay’s own hair. He builds up the courage to ask her about it, and she offers to braid his own. At first it’s awkward, but they settle into it. Once Gillion has to take out the braids in fear of his hair becoming matted, he comes back to Jay to ask her to braid it again, until eventually it becomes a routine.

Jay and Gillion sit together weekly, doing each-other’s hair as Jay slowly teaches Gillion. They begin to talk and gossip, enjoying the company on late nights in their makeshift washroom.

Eventually, I think Chip would find out about it. It wasn’t that they were hiding their little get-togethers, but it never came up during the day. He’d probably be woken up some night by quiet laughter, crawl out of bed and find them sitting next to each other on the redwood floor.

After explanation, Chip awkwardly watches them continue their conversation and watches them braid. He chimes into their chatter occasionally, but goes to bed after awhile. From then, Chip would occasionally join them to watch when he couldn’t sleep. A little albatrio bonding time :)

Some time later, Chip admits that he knows how to braid and offers to help Gillion in Jay’s place when she is clearly tired. He explains that Lizzie taught him how to a long time ago on the black rose, that he’d almost forgotten it with time but watching them brought it back to him. Gillion tied a small braid into his hair in return.

And now they all have little matchy braids in my brain weheheghs

[daybringersol]

chip would absolutely have making food for people as his love language. its horrible, honestly worrying type depression food. cuz he does not know how to cook. but. he does it. cuz he spent most of his childhood not knowing when hed get his next meal. at first, when he got a stable food source, hed just hoard a lot, but it got rotten and it made him so sad to see all that food go to waste, so he got back on his feet pretty quickly. to this day tho, making and sharing food is still is main love language.

also gill is too polite to refuse his “cooking” or comment on the taste because how would he know what good oversea food taste like ? and hes wayy to polite to refuse.

jay roasted the shit out of him at first, but got softer once she noticed how much it meant to him.

[canyourlawnmowerdothis]

jason king has a box full of what was going to be 1,000 paper cranes that he never got to finish. he was almost there– it was something he had been working on for almost two years.

harlem and ms g kept the box but haven't done anything with it, have barely opened it, haven't added any. they tried. of course they tried.

ms g got a few minutes into teaching harlem how to make paper cranes before he got frustrated and stormed off, mostly so she wouldn't see him cry.

a few days later they tried opening it just to count them. it felt wrong that with him gone, no one knew how close he would have been. that plan was abandoned as soon as they pulled one out. it was nearly identical to all the others– folded up looseleaf that had been carefully ripped into a square with a note in small, neat, loopy handwriting.

it was impossible to read because it had been written before being folded, but from the legible parts it seemed something like a diary entry. both their names were visible, but not the sentences around them. it seemed wrong to unfold it to read even though ms g could have easily folded it back up. it was personal, but more importantly it was his. jason king had folded that paper crane with his own hands. hands they'd held. no one knows how many paper cranes those hands folded.

the box stays closed. seeing something that had– still has– so much of jason's time and love and hope poured into it is just too much. he was almost there. he never got to finish.

[dumbasshomo]

as per the people’s choice (scary ass albatrio pov outsider)

the albatross used to admittedly be the butt of the joke within pirate and navy circles alike. three nobodies only one with boring experience, the likely privileged daughter of the ferin family and a supposedly disowned triton. these jokes however became the quiet mutterings in bars or on boats, they now feared if they mentioned the name the trio would appear.

whilst some believe they were just rumours others had seen otherwise.

walking into battle they would be seen bickering and joking, making the switch all the more terrifying.

the ferin girl whose eyes turned hard and darkened, a pistol at her hip that seemed to be connected to her. they saw the way she would slash her way through men double her size, her orange hair slowly stained with blood. the laughter on her face melted away, suddenly cold and unbreaking, this was no girl this was a woman who had seen too much and whose life has been shattered too many times.

the triton, some expected his training but none expected his rage. his entire body thrumming with some power that any species knew to be scared of. the sword in his hand seemed just a another part of his body, a living thing that always struck true. gore collected on his coral but he never seemed to notice. they knew of his unwavering morals but watching him slice open another mans stomach made then question otherwise

finally the boy, he had claimed to be once part of the black rose crew and they had all laughed. but this, this was arlin through and through, the deft way he out stepped a sword or goaded on his enemy. they saw the way he carelessly wiped the blood soaking his hands on some rag before disappearing almost in front of their eyes, laughing as they stood confused. he smiled his way through carnage, blasting a magic no one even knew existed into any unfortunate soul. he gained no joy from the hurt he inflicted but the relief at seeing that final body drop was almost worse.

sorry for long post but yeah those fuckers scary

[lostgoosebe]

Rip William wisp you would have LOVED bloodborne

[fiveminuterice]

my shining star, when will he come home :(

[dible-png]

Returning to the deep

[skywerse]

YAPPER ATTACK!!

[intertexts]

prime defenders post-s2!!

[atomicraft]

A/B/O Riptide HCs

disclaimer that all these hcs are sfw !! I’m a worldbuilding nerd and have lately taken to the omegaverse, so let me know if anyone is interested in hearing more hcs because I’ve made a ton :D feel free to drop asks about it too

Jay Ferin

her designation is alpha

ALL ferins are alphas

her scent smells like rich tea leaves; very strong but pleasant and on the more soothing side

the navy has a lot of issues with designation-based discrimination and unrealistic expectations for her due to her ferin status, so working in her mom’s tavern was a welcome escape from all all-alpha family

she enjoys using her scent to soothe her crewmates, in particular she likes resting her head on their shoulders (close enough that her scent is easily accessible, but far enough to be a platonic gesture)

some of her physical alpha traits include larger canines, emitting a very vivid scent, upper body strength, and elevated sense of positioning which helps her shooting ability

some of her emotional alpha traits include being very vigilant of her crew, having the instinct to use her scent to soothe her loved ones, and taking up a position of ship organizer

people are fucking terrified of the ferin scent, she uses this to her advantage playing up the “scary navy alpha” role

(this is funny because she’s so chill she forgets her designation most days)

Gillion Tidestrider

Gillions designation is ……….. complicated

biologically, he is an alpha

however the elders that raised him saw a couple complications in that: 1) his scent would be strong and very recognizable to his enemies 2) being an alpha left him vulnerable to designation-specific weaknesses in battle, 3) alphas are notoriously independent and headstrong

which are all traits they did not want in their champion, so when gillion began the process of presenting in his pre-teen years the elders decided to have his scent glands surgically removed and put him on hormone suppressants, functionally gaslighting his body and mind into believing he’s always been a beta

(removal / intentional damage of one’s scent glands is deeply violating and is considered a federal crime in both the undersea and the oversea)

he grows up believing he’s just a weak-scented beta, and Jay is the first to point out the discrepancies between his supposed designation and his behaviour

i may or may not have a fic in the works with this concept 👀

that said, gillion does not have scent glands which makes him unable to scent bond with his crew :(

alphas who are subject to trauma or significant emotional distress will often engage in uncontrollable biting behaviours, and gillion has a bad habit of chewing on his hands and tail which is why they’re often wrapped up

Chip

Chip is an omega

I’m still deciding on a scent for him, but I’m leaning towards something akin to the warm embers of a bonfire after it’s been burning for a couple hours

when he uses his fire-related powers his scent gets super strong, going from like a gentle bonfire to an open flame

makes his nests very small and compact, instead of hoarding pillows or excessive blankets he’ll pick up one pillow and one blanket and substitute the rest with clothing scraps and stolen goods

his more subtle scent emitted allows him to be more efficient as a pickpocket

if he’s fully covered up he can pass as a beta and uses it to his sneaking advantages

some present omega traits: he’s very slippery and sneaky, he’s a smooth talker, he’s got a great sense of hearing and a sharp nose

(BLACK SEA SPOILERS)

when he dies his scent disappears completely

secret bonus hc: lizzie is an alpha like arlin !

[monstrousparalysis]

Estrogen could not save her, but it would make her look much hotter while she's covered in blood.

[micahdoesmusic]

Thinking about the Riptide Pirates and the stars!!

I visited my friend the other day who lives on a farm and god the stars were so gorgeous further out from town it got me thinking; the night sky must be gorgeous in Mana. (I know there’s definitely industrial features - therefore pollution - in Edison Kingdom, but either way, out on the sea the stars would be STUNNING.) Like hear me out and picture this with me,,

I’m imagining Chip after the Black Sea, washed up all alone, staring up at a the void of space and tears spilling from his eyes.

I’m imagining Jay staring up at the sky after her sister’s death, wondering if she’s watching up there and promising to avenge her.

I’m imagining Gillion surfacing not long after his banishment, laying under a starry sky for the first time.

I’m imagining countless nights on the deck of the albatross; stargazing, celebrating, talking, fighting, rambling, crying. All of that under a gorgeous sky aggh the imagery!!

I just know Gillion would find so much beauty in it. Chip and Jay would tell him little myths or folk stories about the stars. They’d just sit there and watch after a rough day or on a sleepless night, quietly watching or pointing out whatever constellations they’d happen to know.

(Don’t even get me started on Gillion confusing Chip’s freckles as stars I love that head cannon so much-)

[daybringersol]

my babygirl, emizel <33

Flags, in order from left to right : aromantic, antisocial personality disorder and bisexual !

[canyourlawnmowerdothis]

br'aad thoughts........ post canon h'e starts getting watercolory floral tattoos to cover the golden ones. not completely, they aren't as upsetting anymore, but seeing plants slowly creep over his body like an old abandoned building and reclaim it from what had been wrought upon it feels good. h'e can start rebuilding now.