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estrel · 4 years ago

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suptober20 day 18 prompt: dark and stormy night (ficlet) | tfw 2.0 + destiel | ~ 1.4k words

It had been a nice day when they first set out to the only apple orchard in Lebanon, Kansas.

The air was cold but bearable, and Jack’s joyful smile when he picked a Dean-approved red apple was enough to make it worth it for Cas. Sam and Dean’s apparent ease as they strolled was another win, too.

They spent a solid hour walking between rows of apple trees, most of the time Cas walking next to Dean, who kept talking about all of the pie they could make with the apples when they got back home.

“Oh, and we’ll have to pick up some ice cream too, Sammy. A la mode.”

So Cas had pretended not to notice when the clouds gathered above them, forming a canopy that was sure to rain down on them at any minute.

It was fast to act, as well, as if hearing Cas’ silent plea and doing exactly the opposite just to spite him. Because before long, it was pouring, and it had quickly become a dark and stormy night.

Cas held his wings high, in hopes of shielding his family from as much rain as possible. Jack noticed and smiled at him in thanks, but Sam and Dean couldn’t see the source of their good fortune. They still got wet, of course, but Castiel bore the brunt of it, his hair flat and dripping water down his shirt.

Dean gave him a strange look when he’d noticed Cas’ state.

“Car’s not too far, if I remember right,” Sam said, voiced raised above the sounds of rainfall.

Cas nodded, shaking his wings a bit, and wrapped an arm around Jack’s shoulders.

“Keep them under mine,” Cas said, motioning to Jack’s wings, “It looks like lightning’s about to strike.”

And strike, it did.

Not on Castiel, or any of them, but a few feet away, shattering some limbs of an apple tree, and making all of them flinch at the crack. With the wind so ferocious, a branch came flying, and Cas instinctively pulled Dean closer to shield him from the blow.

Then his wings curled in on themselves and he hissed, and Dean was gripping him by the shoulder, getting soaked.

“You okay? What the hell?”

Cas drew out a shaky breath. Looking around them, he caught sight of the impala not far away.

“There,” he pointed, and Sam led them to the car.

Sam slipped into the driver’s seat and once they were all situated, the sound of the rain was only a dull thwacking noise on the windows.

In the back seat, Jack was looking at Cas with worry.

“Cas, your wing–”

Sam started up the engine.

“His what?” Dean twisted around to face them. Cas tried schooling his features as best he could, and tracked the rivets of water that raced from Dean’s hair to his jaw.

“It’s nothing, Dean.”

“No, I think it’s something,” Dean retorted.

Sam looked at Cas through the rearview as he backed out of the parking space.

“You kept that branch from hitting Dean,” he started. “I thought you were just using your grace, but—but was that—?

Cas sighed as they merged onto the main road home. He didn’t want them to worry, didn’t want to turn what was supposed to be a fun day into a stressful one. He looked down at the basket of drenched apples in Jack’s lap.

“My wings, yes. I thought—I thought I could shield you all from the rain, but the branch hit it when I tried to keep it from crashing into Dean.”

Sam’s eyebrows knitted together in worry. Cas felt his wing ache, and he was almost certain that he had broken it.

“Damn it, Cas. I woulda been fine, and now your—your wing’s all—well, how is it?” Dean fumbled with his words, still facing Cas with his hands on the back of his seat.

Cas pointedly didn’t answer.

Jack huffed. “It’s broken.”

“Jack—”

“Broken?”

“How bad is it?”

“Well, how do we fix it?”

“It will heal by itself,” Cas said over them. They quieted down to listen, “It’s just that it’s…more difficult to keep them where there are.”

A beat. “What the hell does that mean?” Dean frowned.

It was only getting harder to keep them hidden, and Cas felt them straining against the dimension he hid them in.

“I’m sorry,” he managed, before there was a loud ruffle and his wings hit the insides of the car, his good wing just barely missing Jack’s head.

The car swerved, and two shouts of “Woah!” echoed throughout.

“Christ, Cas! Are—are you—are those—”

His right wing was scrunched up against him. It was the injured one, and it was even more uncomfortable even here on this plane, pressed achingly against the roof of Dean’s car.

“Yes.”

“Okay, Cas, just hold on, we’ll be home soon,” Sam soothed.

They did get to the bunker not ten minutes later, the inside chilly and dark, even though Cas was pretty sure they’d left the heater on before leaving.

“Power’s out,” Sam told them, emerging from the maintenance room. He eyed Cas’ wings and then forcibly moved his gaze to Cas’ face.

“How’s the wing?”

Cas was sitting slumped in a chair in the map room, shivering and dripping water all over the floor.

“It’s…not as bad, now. Dean is getting me some dry clothes. Sorry…about what happened in the car.”

Sam shook his head, hair damp and sticking to his face in some places. “No, don’t worry about it, Cas. Really.”

Dean came in then, some towels and clothes folded in a neat pile.

“Jack’s drinking hot chocolate in the kitchen. Told him to go shower and change once he’s done.” He placed the stack of fabrics on the table, studying Cas’ wings in a way that Dean probably thought was discreet.

Sam muttered something about changing, too, and shuffled quietly out of the room.

Dean took a towel from the stack and unfolded it. “What do we think, wings first, or the rest of you?”

“The rest of me,” Cas grumbled. “But I can do that myself.”

He held out a hand to take the towel, but Dean pulled it away from Cas’ reach.

“Hey, it’s the least I can do,” was all he said before ruffling Cas’ hair with the towel.

It was jarring, and then soothing, Dean rubbing rhythmic circles in his hair. If Cas hadn’t been so tense from his wing, he might’ve fallen asleep then and there.

Then the towel was removed from his head, and Dean motioned for him to take his coat off, before stopping abruptly.

“Oh,” he said. “Your…”

Cas wouldn’t be able to take his coat off without cutting it. He cringed at the thought.

“Let’s leave it on, for now.”

“Hm. Then at least your pants, buddy. Socks too.”

Cas noticed they were Dean’s sweats and socks, and not one of the few pairs he owned himself. He stood to change and toed off his shoes before Dean turned around.

“I’ll…uh…just stand here and make sure they don’t come in.”

Cas nodded at his back and took off his wet clothes as slowly as possible, so as to not jolt his bad wing. When he finally was changed, Dean turned back around, the tips of his ears red.

He was wearing new clothes, too—a faded t-shirt and sweats—but his hair was still drying and looked a shade or two darker than it usually did. He was holding out the second towel he had brought.

“Um…can I…?”

Dean gestured towards his wings, and Cas nodded. He’d like to know what exactly might be wrong with it, though he suspected Jack's answer earlier had been correct.

Dean was gentle. He started with Cas’ good wing before migrating to the broken one, touch feather-light in some places, and he didn’t probe the injured area at all. Just leaned in close to inspect it.

“Definitely broken,” Dean mumbled, breath warm on Cas’ wound. “Is there…anything we can do to ease it, a little? I mean, I feel kind of responsible.”

Cas shook his head and tried looking over his shoulder to where Dean was standing. “No, I’m alright. Like I said, it’ll heal on its own. But…my wings will have to stay here for a while longer until they do.”

Dean nodded, and then let out a small laugh. Cas gave him a confused look.

“What a helluva night this has become, huh? Rained in, power out, broken wings. C’mon, let’s go see if we can get you something warm to drink.”

“I don’t need to—”

“Ah,” Dean joked, “Need is different than want, pal. I can make you some of Sam’s chamomile crap. Besides, I'm freezing."

Cas smiled fondly. Before he got up to follow Dean into the kitchen, he thought that maybe today hadn’t been so bad after all.

#for the first time this suptober #i am late #but whatever it turned out longer than i expected #suptober20 #i will come back to edit this in the morning #rambleoncas writing #my writing #supernatural #deancas #casdean #destiel #spn #castiel #tfw 2.0 #dean winchester #roc original #my post

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ofstarsandvibranium · 5 years ago

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If Walls Could Talk

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Summary: If walls could talk, they would tell you of the rise and fall of your relationship with Steve.

Warning: fluff, smut, and angst.

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the melodious laughter that bounced off the walls.

It didn’t take much to make Steve laugh. You were a pretty dorky kind of person compared to Steve’s own self-preservation and restraint. Sure, there were times when he’d say or do something that seemed completely out of character for him, but it’d be time when it was only you two, times where he didn’t put on an act. Times where he was comfortable with being himself around you.

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the hints of pink and red and the shy smiles.

You’re not sure at what point things changed. They just...did. At one point, you saw Steve as a buddy, your best friend, your pal. Then the next, you saw him as potentially more: a boyfriend, a lover, a soulmate.

You two just seemed to fit. It seemed right. When everything else was wrong and dangerous, Steve was right and safe. He was home to you.

Platonic touches turned into soft, intimate ones. Gentle. Cautious. Careful. Safe. Everytime, your skin contacted with his in some way, you’d feel the heat creep up on your cheeks, and you’d see his own turn a shades of pink and red. It was a shy start to something more heated and passionate.

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the breathy moans and the whispered words of affection and passion.

When you and Steve became sexually intimate, it was usually so soft and slow. When his skin pressed against yours, time seemed to slow down. There was love and passion in every kiss, in every touch, in every moan of lust, in every thrust.

The bruised spots on your neck and chest, patterning your skin like you were a leopard, marked him as yours. His own spots matching yours. You’re one in the same.

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the first murmurs of love to each other, quiet, delicate.

He knew you loved him and you knew he loved you, yet you two hadn’t said it. Nearly seven months into your relationship, there was still some hesitance. For you, it was because you didn’t feel enough. For him, it was because he was scared to lose you.

But it happened eventually.

You were caught in the crossfire. You’re not trained for the field. You’re just the eyes and ears on missions, holing yourself to whatever van or base they set you up in. You weren’t trained, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t help. You ran out of the safety of the bulletproof van, deciding to help a young woman and her kid sister to safety. That’s when a bullet whizzed by, ricocheting off some debris and catching you in the leg.

You cry out, falling face first into the dirt road, yelling for the woman and her young sister to go ahead, to be safe, to be shelter.

Hearing your cries of pain, was enough to get Steve to ditch the HYDRA agents he was fighting and find you instead.

A through and through, but still hurt like a bitch.

After your cradle session with Doctor Cho, you got an earful from Steve. He lectured you about still being a civilian even though you were a SHIELD agent. He continued to scold you on and on until you rolled your eyes and told him to shut up, wanting the comforting arms of your boyfriend instead of being scolded.

He caved, letting the fear and anger roll off his shoulders, dissipating in thin air as he crawled into the bed you now shared. He spooned you from behind, wrapping his arms around you protectively and murmuring into your shoulder, “I could’ve lost you, and I didn’t even get to tell you that I love you.”

You placed your hands on top of his and murmured back, “I love you too,” and fell asleep in the safety of his arms.

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the confusion and conflict you both faced.

Do you stay? Or do you go with him?

Does he make you stay? Or will he be selfish enough to make you come with him?

Steve’s always been self-sacrificing.

“You’re staying.”

“What? No! Steve, be reasonable!”

“I am being reasonable, Y/N! You’re staying with Tony. I-I can’t take you with me.”

“Why not?! Steve, I thought it was you and me always!”

“That was before I was on the run, Y/N! You thought it was going to be rainbows and sunshine forever?! This is the reality of the situation! I’m a criminal, a wanted man. I can’t drag you into this. You-You deserve better than this. You should want more than this.”

You’re just as stubborn as Steve.

“No. What I want is you, Steve. I love you and wherever you go, I go too! That’s how our relationship works!”

With a clenched jaw, and a stern, broken look, Steve says clear as day, “Not any more.”

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the heart breaking cries that echoed through the night.

You couldn’t help it. Even after months of Steve leaving you at the compound, you still cried for him at night. You hated him and yourself. Him, for making you fall in love with him and then leaving you. You, for allowing yourself to fall in love with him, only for him to break your heart.

They say time heals, and you’re wondering just when exactly the pain will go away.

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the elated cries during an impromptu reunion.

After Steve left, you left SHIELD, deciding to forgo saving the world and instead working as an IT at some tech startup company. It wasn’t as exciting as your previous job, but it paid the bills.

You come home at 6 and you nearly scream when you see a figure standing by your window. When the lights come on, your heart drops and tears start to pool in your eyes.

“Please tell me this is just my hallucinations again. The doctor said they should be gone by now,” you mumbled to yourself.

Steve’s brows furrow and he shakes his head, “Not a hallucination. I’m here, sweetheart.”

He stands still as you make cautious steps towards him. Once your hand presses against his chest, you let out an elated cry. Your arms wrapping around him as you sob into him.

“You came back.”

“I did. I missed you too much.”

If walls could talk, they would tell you about the second time a heart breaks.

“You’re not leaving me again, Steve Rogers! I’m done with you leaving me to protect me!” Still just as stubborn.

You follow him into battle. You’re trained now. After his spontaneous visit, he brought you with him to Wakanda. You properly met Bucky this time and they both helped you train. For what you didn’t know, but as you stand here with hundreds of people behind you, behind Steve, you know that this is what it was for.

With a cry, you run forward, clashing with aliens that you never thought you’d encounter. You try to keep an eye on Steve as much as you can, but your man is fast.

You do well on your own, only getting help here and there and, for a moment, you think you’re going to be okay. That you’re all going to be okay.

But then people start turning to dust.

“STEVE!” you’re running to the trees where you last saw him head towards., “STEVE!” you’re praying. You were never much of a prayer kind of person but you’re praying now, praying that he won’t leave you.

But as you’re running, you don’t realize that your feet are slowly fading away.

You see him and you cry out in relief, “STEVE!” you throw yourself at him, but as soon as you make contact with his chest, a cloud of dust surrounds him.

When he seeks refuge in a bedroom provided by the remaining Dora Milaje, he breaks down. Truly breaks down because he’s failed. He spent years trying to protect you and he couldn’t do it. He failed you.

If walls could talk, they would tell you of the gasps of pleasure and the cries of pain.

You’re back. He’s back. You’re both safe and sound and all you do is find solace in each other’s touch, in each other’s kiss.

It’s been so long since Steve’s seen you, touched you. But it feels likes hours to you.

Steve clings to your body, relishes your skin against his, murmurs his words of love into your mouth and against your skin as if he’ll never get to again.

Because he won’t.

“I’m leaving. For good.” he tells you after he’s made you see stars thrice and now he’s breaking your heart all over again.

You thought you’d get the happily ever after with him you’d always dreamt of. But turns out, he’s always been wanting it for another.

“You have to know, I’ll always love you.”

But it doesn’t help. His words don’t help at all, but provides more salt to the wound. You cry into the pillows of the spare room Pepper provided you. Steve holds you as you cry one last time.

If walls could talk, they’d tell you of how you came to love and resent Steve Rogers.

#Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader

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lordbloodysoul · 4 years ago

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Name:

Karma Doorman

Title:

"Dept Collector of Justice" - "Prosecutor of Consequences" - "Old Man Consequences"

Nicknames:

The Tall Doorman (Papyrus)

G. D. or Guardian/Big G. (the Human Children)

Old Timer, Pal, Buddy or "Karmamel" (Sans)

Old Freckle (Undyne)

Age:

[REDACTED]

Height / Weight:

6 feet 8 inches (or 2.11m) / 87 kg (112kg with entire attire)

Soul Type

"Collective Soul"

// - A Collective Soul shows trades of all known Soul Types and is shielded by a thin membrane of Void. It looks like a blank Soul with a black outline, that has a small pitch dot in its center from which a vibration rolls across the surface of the Soul. Those waves appear in different colors and strokes. To those who are very sensible to Soul Energy, the vibration will sound like an endless army of different voices breathing simultaneously in sync. The rhythm changes wit Karma's state of mind. It has an aroma/flavour that could be described as "a bittersweet taste of Salt and Iron". The feeling it would induces is more reminiscent of Guilt and Foreboding. Like standing before a King with an Executioner looming right behind you. - //

STATS:

[REDACTED] //Next to it often flashes the following message: "I can see ALL your SINS..."//

[REDACTED] // Their HP is so high that even a Critical from the LvL 19 Human affects it as if they would jut do 1 HP damage //

ATTACK

[REDACTED] //Next to it often flashes the following message: "I make the RULES."//

DEFENSE

[REDACTED] //Next to it often flashes the following message: "Your DEPT will be PAID"//

Doorman-Tier:

Tier S - Class S

History:

Karma Doorman is the original "Blueprint" of their kind within the Undertale Universe. Their Soul was a blank, purified Vessel with trades of both Human and Monster Soul. Within it, their creator stored the power of every willing being of the Old Dark's Court, forging a Soul of immense potential. Made from pieces of countless Entities and the Life-Blood of their Creator, this Doorman was chained to the purpose of "SAVING THEM", but left with a free will to decide on how to accomplish that Goal.

Karma's first appearance within the Undertale Multiverse was due to the waking call of UT Sans's Will to struggle against the Genocide Route's Outcome, which gave their existence a physical Form. Before that, they were just a spiritual presence and afterthought, mostly. A Dread looming above the Sinners, Cheaters and Fools of the World.

[!!!SPOILERS WARNING!!! - for those who wish to Read the FanFiction or wait till I get around to making the Comic, since the LITERATURE SUBMIT on DA doesn't allow much creative Freedom, so I have to do a lot of Re-Spacing and Editing on those Parts. This Section will spoil some of the Plot in exchange for Character Build - If you don't want that spoiled, please proceed to the APPEARANCE Section - !!!SPOILER WARNING!!!]

Karma's awakening shook the original Universe of Undertale at its Core, as they proceeded to exterminate the Genocide Timeline by removing the [ERASE] and [RESET]option from the Human Child and blocking the [QUIT] option. Their DETERMINATION exceeded any existent being in this Original Timeline.

After ridding themselves of Chara, Flowey and purifying Frisk's Soul, they continued [REWRITING]the Timeline, forcing Toriel to stay with Asgore and bringing comfort to his broken heart. They dragged Gaster and his Lab Assistants back from the Void and made Sans forget about the RESETS, weakening themself severely in the process.

Karma intervened in many upcoming Events, including saving the original six children, choosing to live with them in the RUINS, due to the absence of Toriel, and kept them save there. They properly locked the Gate towards Snowdin and became Sans's Knock-Knock Pal, as he recovered his strength, while waiting for time to unfold on its own. They dragged a Criminal into the Underground, who would serve as a trigger for Undyne's role in the future as head of the Royal Guards, as well as providing Gaster with a Soul for his research. When Gaster's experiment was about to end in failure, they leaped in and saved the staff, but Sans got struck and began remembering everything again, including his first encounter with Karma.

The Doorman left him that way, on behalf of his own wishes, closing the Rift towards the Void, straining their Soul towards its limits. When Frisk arrived, they were the one waiting for them, accompanied by the other six children. Together, they left the RUINS and began their journey through the Underground in order to reach the True Ending and the last option that would hinder their Safeguard over the Timeline. [TRUE RESET]

Appearance:

Karma Doorman looks like a tall, thin elf, clad in black robes and armor. Their cloak, which always rests on their shoulders, splits into multiple tendrils, which can move freely as separate limbs from the rest of their body. These tentacle-like arms are connected to his back, sprouting straight from a fissure across his spine. Their hair is charcoal black and slightly grayish in color, long flowing and smooth as silk. The eyes are red and always surrounded by a reddish blush, which runs along their pale cheeks.

When his expression and demeanor change, the eye-white turns blackish and their thin lips stretch into a wide, haunting grin. Often accompanied by streams of rusty, reddish liquid welling from underneath the eyes. This happens mostly in situations that call for them to use lots of Energy and Magic. It is due to the affects his tremendously powerful Soul has on their vessel body. The reddish liquid is not blood, but liquid-form Determinationseeping through their entire body. When reaching their limits, Karma often ends up with ripped skin or deep gashing wounds all over, which they have to let heal on their own.

Personality:

Karma was created by the remaining Will and Hope of Sans from across all RESETS, which shaped part of their personality. They are very intelligent and resourceful, with a developing love for puns and witty commentary. Karma sees his job as part of a Game, partially, but takes every step they make with utmost seriousness. They often hide the seriousness of their intentions to seem as less of a threat than they actually are, which paint them often in the lights of a sadistic psycho, rather than a helpful ally.

Karma is very kind, when not chasing after Sinners and Cheaters. As a manifestation of Consequences, their actions are justified in the eye of fate, however the Doorman has their doubts about it, acting to the best of their conscious, trying to find the best way to deal with every situation.

They are a selfless Soul, ready to give everything and more in order to see their goal achieved, which is the happiness of all deserving of it.

The Entity judges all on a fair standpoint, giving anyone the benefit of the doubt if it is present within their actions. Which is why they sowed pity and understanding towards Sans more than to Flowey, Frisk and Chara.

Karma is a follower of the principle of "Mutual Consent". They never force their way, feelings or the likes upon others (unless they need to judge that person for being a dirty Sinner, Cheater or the likes). Knowing that everything in life comes with consequences, they rather stay on a neutral ground till they’re sure of the others intentions.

Likes:

Puns and Humor (by that extend Sans)

Cooking

Baking

helping people

singing - ( he loves humming this Song here)

Children

hunting Sinners and Cheaters

napping

Dislikes:

Sinners and Cheater of all kinds

Mettaton (to some extend, since he finds the Robot quite obnoxious)

too spicy food

Capitalism (they've been trying to kill it off for since they've gained consciousness)

Gender- and Race Labeling (which is why they refer to themself as a "they" and won't accept anyone miss-gender them whatsoever)

Capabilities:

Due to their DETERMINATION, Karma is capable of blocking Tricksters, Sinners and Cheaters from abusing Fortune or, in the case of the Fallen Children and Flowey, the power of RESET. They can exterminate these Options and force their prey to face Consequences, without a backdoor to escape out off. The Entity can also alter the flow of time and space to previous states and interact with Checkpoints (which they mostly destroy instantly). They can reanimate people, by simply restoring their last intact living position. While restoring entire Landscapes and areas, they have to focus their manipulative power into a comfortable shape, which mostly appears as a Ring following near the ground, walls and ceiling behind them.

When they first appeared in the Universe of Undertale, Karma was only visible to a selective few. Mostly those aware of the RESETS. While traveling backwards through the Underground with Sans, they created Rifts within the fabric of the World to quickly advance. Similar in Sans's use of shortcuts only on a basic sense, as these Rifts interconnect on a completely different plain of thought. Like a Road along the weave of Space-Time itself.

Their strength comes not only from their Soul, however. Karma’s power forms from the Will of Justice and Vengeance lingering within the World they inhabit. Since their body was formed by Sans’s recollected strife to stop the fallen child from their murderous rampage, their power connected to it. As such, his memory became vital to their strength, but to ensure their goal was fully achieved, Karma decided to REWRITE him, even at the cost of a fair extend of their own power.

Karma's attack abilities range from direct hands-on Battle to them using their tendrils as extended limbs for range combat. They can use various magics, too.

Since their DETERMINATION is so high, Karma is capable of changing the RULES of Combat. They do so to 'playfully' dispose of their targets.

In such occasions, they like to play "JUDGMENT HELL", a game where he provides their foes with the means to battle them properly. Giving them armor, weapons and item to use. They also stag a persons SIN to their STATS, exceeding the limitations of the Universe’s limitations. Within the game they play the PROSECUTOR, who protects a JUDGE from the ACCUSED. While the ACCUSED try to kill or persuade the JUDGE it is the PROSECUTOR's job to keep the JUDGE save and eliminate the ACCUSED. When an ACCUSED perishes, they will be respawned with a penalty to their STATS. When the HP reaches 1, the next strike will indefinitely kill the ACCUSED. They will be erased with the severity of their sins burning their bodies and souls out of current existence. The PROSECUTOR can't act on their own, besides shielding the JUDGE. The JUDGE has full reign over their actions and decides if a person is worth of MERCY or not.

The Doorman is capable of all Magic Abilities. During Combat, Karma uses mostly White, Black and Red Attacks, although they like changing their Style up on the fly sometimes. Fighting them is quite the bad idea, due to them not acting upon the RULE of attacks having to always be in the same repeating patterns. Each of Karma's attacks is acting like a Critical Strike or Instant Kill Move, which makes the experience that much more frustrating. They also can slay foes straight outside of an open FIGHT.

For more casual activities, Karma uses their power of levitation for transport or just simply sitting in a floating position. They multi-task via their tendrils a lot, often preferring them over their own arms and hands. They can use healing magic to quickly close wounds, set bones or just giving a soothing warmth to distressed people. They usually, however, don't use that much magic overall. Only if it is absolutely required or helpful in aiding their goal or people in need.

Karma possesses the special ability of "REWRITE", which allows him to change any aspect of a Location, Item. Person or Rule. With this ability, they can change the flow of the world to befit their purpose. A REWRITE can only be undone by them or an outer-worldly Impact of similar Determination Power, which is rare.

Due to their massive STATS, which broke the readable Range of the World by a margin, attempting to destroy them via Battle is basically pointless. Bargaining with them will be seen as an insult, which often results in harsher punishment, while accepting ones fate is probably the smartest option.

Karma's destructive power can be placed easily above the power of most living beings in the Undertale Multiverse, however, he would struggle against other Doormen of their own respective Tier.

Relations:

Karma, throughout their journey will befriend many Monsters.

Sans will become their first friend among many, as they take the Role of Toriel after the REWRITE. Papyrus they meet briefly in his early childhood, but won't become a friend to the till later. They will bond with Undyne over a match of strength and perseverance.

The human children, as they fall one by one into the Underground, will end up being raised by them. They refer to them as their Guardian or Big G. for short. Karma collects them and ensures their safety while staying in the RUINS, up until Frisk appears. The children take a shine to them, as they cared for them, teaching them to accept monsters as part of their lives.

POTENTIAL SPOILER:

Similar to Sans growing an affection towards Toriel during the outplay of the Original Timeline, in the REWRITE he grows quite fond of them as they do of him.

In the Canon of the series, the two agree on a relationship based on both of their loss at what to do or expect from the newfound freedom they fought for. The human children encourage their romantic interest in one another, much to Karma's displeasure, as they are completely estranged to the whole romance business. Going even so far as to stopping Frisk multiple times, during their adventure, from flirting with every Monster they encounter.

Trivia:

Karma has no recollection of anything prior to their awakening to sentience. For all they've known, they were always a part of Undertale.

However, Sans and Papyrus both commented on "having seen their eyes somewhere before" and that this was not something good they've remembered.

It spun a bit of curiosity around their mind, which always leaves a bad aftertaste behind.

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#Karma Doorman #Darktale #dark #tale #undertale #horrorpuppets #doorman #karma #au #alternate #universe #oc

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vintagevalentinex · 5 years ago

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Wings

This has been a labor of love. It is the longest story that I have written to date and I have to say I’m quite proud of it. I have had this Cas/Reader story in my head for such a long time and I’m so happy that I was finally able to get it out.

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Title: Wings Author: vintagevalentinexx Words: ~4775 Pairing: (Castiel x Reader) Warnings: Major FLUFF. Brief mention of torture/violence. Brief angst.

Wing /wɪŋ/ noun: Any of a number of specialized paired appendages that enable some animals to fly, in particular.

You never really took into consideration how important some things were until they were gone, or even became damaged. You could remember when you were eleven years old when you broke your arm. You had to wear that stupid pink cast and that sling for nearly a month. It was difficult getting dressed, bathing, eating, and you had to rely on other people for nearly everything. Being the precocious, independent youngster that you were, it was difficult having to lean on other people to get things accomplished. It was then that you realized how some parts of your body are like extensions of yourself (literally). While by the end of the month you were figuring out how to get things done without the aid of one of your arms, you were certainly grateful to finally get the cast off. That memory had stuck with you though. It made you not take anything for granted, and it gave you compassion toward other people who may be going through a rough time.

Which is why you could understand why Castiel was so upset and self-conscious about his wings.

You remember the first time you saw his wings. He was a solider of Heaven; fierce and powerful and you watched with awe as he smote demon after demon as you lay incapacitated on the ground. Your vision went in and out, but you could have sworn you saw a magnificent shadow, shaped in the form of wings, the span of which you had never seen before in any kind of animal. As you lay bleeding out you saw bursts of light, the shadow of wings continuing to flicker against any wall they faced. When it was finally over, you thought for a moment that you were going to pass on, but Castiel’s glowing blue eyes kept you awake, always in a trance-like state as he bent down, his gaze softening as he pressed two fingers to your forehead, murmuring something about trying to relax.

When you woke you were greeted by those same beautiful blue eyes, albeit not glowing now. He was staring at you worriedly, his face showing signs of relief as you finally came to.

“You lost so much blood, (Y/N).”

“I…I’m…sorry?”

He looked at you bewildered, his lips forming into a small, shy smile. “You are such a fascinating creature.” With that, you heard the all too familiar flutter of wings as he left, a dopey smile on your face, visions of blue eyes unable to fade out of your mind as you fell back asleep.

It was a long time later when you were gifted with the opportunity of seeing Castiel’s wings again. You were fighting side by side, something that was happening more frequently while Sam and Dean tried to find a cure for the Mark of Cain. Castiel would take you on excursions to question rogue angels, trying to figure out where Metatron was hiding. If there was anyone who knew, it might be him. The both of you were nearly inseparable during that time. You had watched him go through everything—losing his grace, being kicked out of the Bunker, learning about his “extracurricular” affair with April (which for some reason really rubbed you the wrong way), watching Dean turn into a demon, and finding the rest of his grace. You had seen the toll all of these ordeals had done on him. The once curious, awkward angel was now weary and jaded; the wonderment he once had about the world was gone.

Naturally this broke your heart. You had longed for the shy smiles the angel seemed to save for only you, and you missed teaching him about the subtleties of human existence. You wanted to speak up, but you found yourself having a difficult time knowing what to even say to Cas. Hey buddy, why so glum? Hey there pal, I’ve noticed you’re not as awkwardly adorable as you used to be. Yeah…that’s definitely not going to work.

You sighed, your mind shifting back to the fight you were currently in, Castiel by your side as you fought more demons. You were thrown against a wall, crumbling into yourself as you saw the bright light again that you saw so very long ago. You shielded your eyes, not wanting your eyeballs to melt out of your face, waiting for the blinding light to die down. Finally you were away to uncover your face, seeing the faintest shadow of his wings. You heard a gasp, realizing moments later that you were the person who made this noise, seeing the condition of his wings. Several feathers were missing and currently falling off, the shadows of them fading into nothingness as they hit the ground. You bit your lip, your heart sinking at how Castiel’s wings looked now. He had been through so very much and it must have been tiring on his vessel and his grace. You wondered if there were things that could not be healed by grace.

The flutter of wings signaled Castiel’s presence in front of you as he bent down. You could see him staring tenderly at you. “(Y/N)…I am sorry that you are always getting hurt while I’m around…I wish…I wish I could protect you better.”

You tried to smile, feeling his warm fingers going to your forehead, the pain and aches of the fight quickly dissipating. “It’s okay, Cas…it’s part of the job.” You put a hand on his bicep, feeling the muscle through his trenchcoat. “I…I need to tell you something Cas.”

He looked at you inquisitively, tilting his head as he helped you up. “What is the matter, (Y/N)?”

You fought to meet his eyes, nervous, hoping he wouldn’t be upset with you. “Well…one of the first time we fought together…I saw your wings…and they were beautiful, enormous and they looked so powerful.” You swallowed, trying to not look at his face, knowing there would be sorrow etched into his features. “I saw them again today…they…they looked quite different.”

Castiel looked at you through his eyelashes, unspeaking, nodding as you continued. “They were so different today. Your wings…they looked damaged.”

“I have sacrificed many things for the betterment of humans, (Y/N).”

“I know you have, but at what cost, Cas? What would I…er…we do without you around? You are so very important.”

“I am but a soldier of Heaven…”

“You are one of us. You are special to me, Cas. And we need to get you better. Please…please let me help you heal.”

You made it your personal mission to help him heal.

“I do not understand this at all, (Y/N)…”

You laughed as you plopped down on Sam’s bed, the only room in the Bunker that had Netflix. That was something you’d definitely have to work on. You continued to giggle as you watch Castiel try and sit on the bed in his trench coat, shoes still on. You quirked an eyebrow.

“Seriously, Cas? Shoes? Your coat? Both of them off. Now.”

“I…but why?”

“Because…” you started, “if Sam finds out I let you sit on his bed with your shoes on, he will never let me watch Netflix again! Now c’mon!”

You could have sworn you saw him roll his eyes as he finally plopped down next to you, smirking a little as you swayed on the bed from the force of him. You clicked the TV on with the remote, the dim glow of the screen illuminating the room.

“Would you please explain to me again why this is necessary?”

You sighed, scrolling through the movies and shows on the home screen of Netflix, trying to find something you think that Castiel would like. “It’s very necessary. You need to heal. You are so far done that you can’t heal yourself and you can’t even fly anywhere. The ordeals you have been through have been very taxing on you, Cas…”

“Yes, I understand that, but why is this…” He motioned to the television, “needed? Can’t I just lie here?”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “Technically no. But it can be rather enjoyable! All of these different movies on here all tell different stories of the human experience. Some are sad, some are angry, some are absolutely hilarious. The point is that you can step outside of yourself and focus on these stories instead of what you have going on. It’s nice sometimes to be able to put it off for a while sometimes.”

Castiel nodded, smiling the small, shy smile you have started to adore as he stared intently at the screen, his smile growing larger as you click on a documentary about bees. You slyly glanced at him, smiling at him fondly, his eyes excited as he watched the screen. What an adorable dork.

You couldn’t see it, but in the shadows of the room, Castiel’s wings twitched, less feathers fell from them as they started to subtly glitter and dance against the shadows.

“Just humor me.”

You sat in the library of the Bunker with Castiel, swinging your legs as you sat in a chair, nursing a mug of hot chocolate. You pouted up at him, trying to give him the best puppy dog eyes you could muster, taking another sip of your hot chocolate, unbeknownst to you, a bit of whipped cream resting on your upper lip.

Castiel chuckled as watched you. As he stepped closer he bent down, taking a thumb to gently wipe your upper lip. “You had something on your face. (Y/N)…are you well? You feel so warm?”

He tilted his head as he looked at you. You pulled away from him harshly, trying to completely not look like a mess as he touched you. “I’m…I’m fine, Cas. It’s just the heat from the hot chocolate!”

He seemed to accept that as an answer as he finally took a seat next to you, a mug that was meant for him. “What am I supposed to do with this, again?”

You beamed. “You’re supposed to drink it! It tastes so good! Chocolate is amazing!” You giggled as you watched him eye the steaming mug suspiciously.

“When I consume anything, I can only taste the molecules, (Y/N). As ‘amazing’ as your hot chocolate sounds, I will not be able to taste it.”

You looked at him sheepishly, hanging your head as you realize your mistake. “Oh, right. I’m sorry, Cas. I should have realized. That was really stupid of me.” You chewed on your lip; picking at your fingernails as you looked down, feeling terrible. You just wanted to make him happy and try to cheer him up a little bit.

Your head snapped up as you heard the scrape of a chair moving closer to yours. His chair was butted right alongside yours, armrests flush with each other. Cas picked up your mug from the table, handing it back to you. “Please don’t apologize, (Y/N). Maybe it will taste like something. I should not have said anything until I tried it.”

Smiling, you took your mug, clanking it with Castiel’s as you both took a sip out of your respectful mugs, you smiling, your face scrunching up as you tasted the warm hot chocolate; Castiel’s’ face scrunching up in disgust as he sipped.

“This is still terrible.”

You giggled softly, shifting as you leaned your head on his shoulder, your toes wiggling in your thick woolen socks as you enjoyed the quiet with Castiel.

Just out of your line of sight, Castiel’s wings were unfurled, yet still fairly barren. Despite this, his wings did not shed a single feather now, yet still hung rather limp.

Of course the heat wasn’t working properly in the Bunker. That seemed to be right on par with the day you were having. You stubbed your toe nearly as soon as you stepped out of your bed this morning, you shrunk your favorite t-shirt in the wash, there wasn’t any coffee left, and Dean ate all the damn pop tarts. You huffed as you nestled yourself down on the couch, cocooning yourself in several blankets, getting comfy. You turned on the tv, trying to keep warm. Hopefully the boys would be back soon to fix the damn furnace.

Unbeknownst to you, Castiel had popped into the Bunker to check up on you, find you fast asleep on the couch. He smiled softly as he watching you for a while, bundled up in all the blankets. He watched you for a little while longer, a frown etching onto his mouth as he realized you were still shivering under all of those blankets. He crouched down, brushing your cheek with the back of his hand, trying to rouse you from sleep.

“(Y/N)…(Y/N)…please wake up…” You shifted, your eyes fluttering open slowly to be met by the most beautiful blue ones you had ever had the pleasure to see. A smile crept its way onto your lips as you groggily answered him.

“Hey, Cas. Everything okay?”

His eyebrows furrowed as he continued to watch you shiver. “You are cold, (Y/N).”

You smiled self-consciously at him, averting your eyes. “Yeah…the heating seems to be on the fritz so I’ve been trying to stay warm…”

Before you could even speak Castiel was moving around the blankets to get into them next to you, not realizing that you were a blushing mess. It was enough to make you blush to just be near to him, but cuddling under blankets was probably going to kill you.

“Your heart is beating rather fast, (Y/N). Perhaps I should move closer to try and give you some of this vessel’s warmth.”

You couldn’t even speak as you felt him wrap an arm around you, the heat in your cheeks intensifying. The both of you sat there for a while, and you found yourself unconsciously moving closer to him as the warmth from his body seeped into yours. You found yourself dozing off, your head finally lulling onto his shoulder. Castiel smiles down at you, giving you a firm squeeze as he aimlessly watches whatever is on the television.

He doesn’t know it, but the limpness in his wings is significantly less now, returning to the strength they once were. The shadows of his wings trembled in the shadows against the walls, the light from the television creating beautiful shapes against the shadows of his wings.

“It is merely a visible mass of condensed water vapor floating in the atmosphere. I don’t see what is so important about that.”

You sighed, flopping over onto your side, leaning up on an elbow to stare at the angel. It was a beautiful spring day, and while the sky wasn’t completely cloudless, the beautiful puffy, tufts of white crawling their way through the sky. Although you had seen many beautiful days, it was nice to be able to spend a moment alone with Castiel.

Castiel.

If anyone reminded you of a beautiful, blue, sunny day, it was him. You were currently trying your best to not stare for too long at him; he was more observant than he let most people realize. When he smiled, actually, genuinely smiled, it was as if the sun was warming your skin, the heat intensifying when that smile was directed your way. His eyes were more captivating that anything you had ever gazed upon; the most beautiful shade of blue that you could ever imagine. You found yourself growing fonder of him as the days passed and as you spent more and more time with the angel. He was becoming a facet in your life; a piece of your heart that you did not want to give up.

“(Y/N)…(Y/N)…is something wrong with my face? Are you alright?”

You jerked your head, your nose colliding with Castiel’s forehead; apparently he was much closer now, but you would know that if you weren’t daydreaming. Your hand immediately went to your face, the crunch of the blow making your eyes water, trying to keep composure. Castiel was immediately pulling you up, making you move your hand, his eyes full of concern. He pressed two fingers to your forehead, the warm of his grace flowing through you, healing your nose as if nothing had ever happened. He held you by your shoulders, leaning in close.

“Please forgive me, (Y/N). I am so very sorry that I hurt you…I would never want to hurt you.”

You smiled, wiggling your nose. “See…it’s as good as new. I promise I’m not mad…”

Castiel continued to look at you like a scolded puppy and you couldn’t help but giggle, his concern for you warming your heart.

“I tell you what. If you can tell me what that cloud looks like we can call it even.” He rolled his eyes, still not understanding why you would want to do such a trivial thing. He plopped back down on the ground, taking you with him at his side. His eyebrows furrowed, deep in thought, turning his head to pout at you as you giggled softly at his ‘thinking face’.

“That one there…it seems to resemble the shape of a bee…”

Castiel smiled at you, your lips moving of their own accord to match his grin. The both of you laid there until the sun hung low in the sky, your eyes growing heavy as you fell into a comfortable, warm sleep. Castiel brushed the hair out of your face, pressing the softest whisper of a kiss at your hairline, smiling down at you.

You snuggled closer to the warmth of him, the warm spring wind blowing gently, caressing your skin. Little did you know that Castiel’s wings were flexing and flapping gently, stretching the muscles, creating the breeze you felt. Feathers no longer fell from his wings. New fluffy, downy feathers grew in the empty spaces, maturing into the longer, outer layer that so desperately needed to be replaced.

The power had gone out in the Bunker. Well…not really, but you had turned out all of the lights, your flashlight leading Castiel and you through the hallways.

“(Y/N)…now you’re really confusing me. This seems extremely unnecessary. Can’t we just turn all the lights back on and get on with our lives?”

All you did was grin at him as you dragged him to your room, flashlights and candles flicking in the space. You could see Castiel smiling fondly at your work, his lips curling up into a warm smile as he looked at your creation in the center of the room. “Did you collect all of the blankets and pillows in the Bunker to create that…umm…”

“Fort. It’s a fort, Cas. It’s a blanket fort! C’mon!”

You dragged him under and into the fort, where more lights and candles illuminated it (good thing you had an angel with you for assistance if you started a fire with all these candles). After the both of you got settled amongst the blankets and pillows, you set your flashlight aside, the soft light illuminating both of your faces. You shuffled closer to Castiel, sitting shoulder to shoulder as you wiggled your sock-clad toes.

“Tell me something about yourself, Cas.”

He looked at you confused. “I don’t understand…”

You smiled, “I want to know more about you, the things you like, what you were like when you were younger…wait…were you ever younger? Were angels ever babies?! Please tell me there are such things as angel babies!!”

Castiel openly laughed, noting the flush in your cheeks as his hand “accidentally” brushed against yours.

“I think I understand what you mean now, (Y/N). Perhaps you should go first.”

You nodded, pondering about what you wanted to tell him. “Well…when I was little I always used to love camping in the backyard when it was warm enough. One summer, it seemed to rain every night so I wasn’t able to spend the night outside. My parents had the amazing idea to create a blanket fort inside so we could spend the night camping in the house. We gathered up all the blankets and pillows in the house and made the most amazing fort ever. We stayed up all night telling stories to each other. It’s the fondest memory I have of them.”

Castiel smiled, taking your hand into his, giving it a firm squeeze. “Thank you for sharing that with me. It’s a beautiful memory.”

You smiled back at him, your hand still firmly planted in his. “Alright, it’s your turn.”

Castiel let go of your hand, causing you to pout momentarily, your frown quickly being replaced with a shy smile as his arm found its way around your shoulders, pulling you into his side, engulfing you in his warmth.

“When the Earth was new, I enjoyed the time when the animals and all of the creatures were being created. I was marveled at how each creature is such a masterpiece. God even let some of the angels help create some of the animals…the platypus for example…one of Gabriel’s creations…”

“No way…you’re making this up!” You laughed, your head finding its way onto his shoulder.

He chuckled. “He also had a lot of input on the giraffe…” He paused for a moment, turning his head to smile down at you on his shoulder.

“But my fondest memory…that would be…that would have to be several things, (Y/N). I suppose it could be summed up as one thing, though. The first time I saw you smile is probably the fondest memory that I have in all of my years…”

You looked up at him, steeling yourself as you bent upward, pressing your lips to his. The kiss wasn’t overly passionate; it was sweet, and it spoke volumes for you, everything you wanted to say to him at that moment but were unable to say.

The empty spaces on Castiel’s wings were completed filled in now, the strength slowly but surely still coming back to them. They started to unfurl much more effectively.

“Can you please explain this to me again?”

You pumped your legs as you glided through the air, swinging back and forth on the swing set, the breeze blowing through your hair. You grinned at you turned your head, watching him move his legs, and unsuccessfully swing. Hopping off of the swing mid-air, you made your way over to Castiel’s swing, standing behind him.

“You need to push yourself off first to get the momentum going, Cas.”

“I do not understand.”

“Here, lift your feet off the ground…”

You grabbed the chains, pulling the swing back as the bewildered angel looked back at you. You let go of the chain, pushing him forward. “Go ahead now, Cas. Move your legs!”

You watched on as he pumped his legs like you showed him, the swing going higher and higher. Hopping back on your own swing, you went back to the wonderful task of flying through the air on your swing, completely oblivious to whatever Castiel was doing. You continued on for a while before all of a sudden your swing stopped abruptly, your back met with a solid wall of muscle. You let out an audible “oof” as you craned your neck around to look up at Castiel. “What are you doing, Cas?”

“Something I should have done a long time ago.”

He moved around, now facing you as he grabbed the chains of your swing, he pulled you forward, pulling you up to him as his lips finally found yours, kissing you like you had wanted him to for such a long time. Your hands found their way to his face, cupping his cheeks, completely trusting in the fact that his angelic strength would keep you locked in that position for as long as Castiel so desired.

There was now a shimmer to Castiel’s wings, as if his grace was pumping through them. Their strength was just about back to full power; nearly completely healed.

This night could not have been any more perfect. You were alone with Castiel; the both of you had the motel room to yourselves for the night while Sam and Dean did some reconnaissance of a warehouse where they believed a nest of vampires were staying. Castiel held you in his arms, swaying the both of you to the faint music on the radio. You snuggled into his chest, letting him move you to the music, breathing him in. You murmured softly, “I can’t remember a time where I was ever so happy, Cas. You are so incredibly important to me and I feel so deeply for you.”

Castiel halted your movements, taking both of your hands into his own, pressing them to his lips.

“Ever since I’ve been with the Winchesters, I have felt as though I have straddled both Heaven and Earth; no longer belonging to either place. It has been a feeling I have been struggling with for years. Spending this time with you has taught me that although I do not belong to either place, all I need is to belong to you, and that keeps me sated. I feel whole because you feel like home.”

You looked up at him, tears welling up in your eyes as you reached up to kiss him, putting everything that you are into his lips, your arms wrapping around him, your body pressed flushed against his. “Cas…I don’t even know what to say right now…”

“Then don’t. Just feel with me. Be at home with me, (Y/N).”

Castiel’s wings, now fully healed wrapped around you, shielding you from potential dangers and keep you close to him. You couldn’t see them, but it was as though you felt a blanket of comfort and warmth draped around you.

That was the most important, most beautiful memory you had. They say when you are about to die, your most important memories replay in your mind. Your mind kept showing you memories of the time you had spent with Castiel everything from simple little moments, up until the moment you knew that the both of you loved each other.

The demons tortured you relentlessly, trying to get a location of the Winchesters out of you. Naturally you didn’t tell them a single thing, which obviously pissed them off. They beat you down, leaving you within mere moments of death, your vision blurring, fingers growing cold. All you could think of was Castiel, his blue eyes burned into your memory.

As if out of nowhere, a near-blinding white light filled the room in which you were being held, the force of it almost painful. You struggled to close your eyes, worried that you may not be able to open them again. You could see the magnificent form of wings, full and lush, against one of the back walls. It took a while for your eyes to focus, but as they do, you see blue, nearly crying as you see the beautiful eyes of your lover.

Without a word he smites them all, quickly coming to your aid, his gaze becoming pained as he takes in your pitiful state. His voice is strained as he speaks. “Please forgive me for not getting here sooner…”

Castiel pressed his lips to your forehead, his grace flowing into you, healing you, bringing you back from the brink of death. He literally kissed away your wounds, gathering you up into his arms. You looked up at him, your beautiful, brave, selfless angel and you smiled, feeling so very grateful that you did not have to part with him yet; you were blessed with more time with him, precious time that you would never take for granted.

“I love you, Castiel.”

“There is nothing more precious to me in the entirety of existence than you, (Y/N). ‘I love you’ does not have enough depth to describe what I feel for you.”

You smiled, arms wrapping around his neck. “I saw them, you know. Your wings…well at least what my eyes would allow me to see. They looked amazing! When I first saw them, they were…well…nearly bare. But now…they are glorious!”

He smiled down at you thoughtfully. “Yes, they are completely healed. I never imagined that they would be returned to their unblemished state, knowing the condition that they were in. However, it seems that spending time with you has healed them, healed me. I will spend the rest of eternity taking care of you. But first…I think we will need to make sure you are completely healed.”

You kissed him, feeling content, knowing that you were finally home as well.

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luv4fandoms · 5 years ago

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Laying Claim (Castiel x Witch!Reader)

@ladyofhellhounds

So with that in mind, this is what my brain came up with, idk why XD, I hope you like it 😊

(Also guys, my mom and I finally got to the Godstiel part of Spn I've heard so much about, and pretty much our reaction was the same, just "oh sweety, no, what are you doing?)

Word count: 2,476

Pairings: Castiel x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, Demons being asshole, unknown claiming? Fluffly Cas, Angry Cas

Today's the day! The anniversary of when you first joined the Winchesters and their guardian angel one year ago. You had met when a coven in your town had started killing people, you were going to find out for yourself but...Well after all, if they wanted to do the dirty work of searching, why not let them?

Though you still did some digging of your own after you found a hex bag in your gutter, silly little girls, just a bunch of soccer moms who thought Harry Potter was real. Needless to say the demon they had sold their souls to at their little slumber party wasn't the type to give them back, and with a little help from one of your spells, the pieces fell right into place for the Winchesters to slay the demon...

Only problem was the bitch knew about you, and used her last breath to spill the beans, so you really weren't surprised when the trio came barging up to your house. The two boys seemed to want nothing more than your head on a platter as well, thinking you were linked to the coven, but the third, the third simply stared at you, seemingly trying to decipher you as well as commit you to memory. It wasn't hard to know what he was, the gift of sight as your grandmother called it, allowed you to see the large black wigs that rose behind him.

'Interesting' you had thought, remembering everything you had ever read about angels.

"Tell you what" you spoke, stopping the argument the boys were having.

"Have your little friend here read my mind, or memories, which ever he prefers, and see that I have never harmed anyone" the boys looked to the angel who seemed to have broken out of the trance he was under at the sound of your voice.

"Cas?" The shorter man asked, to which 'Cas' simply nodded and made his way over to you, he lifted his fingers, placing two on your forehead while closing his eyes, a moment later he opened them and nodded at the boys.

"She's telling the truth, she hasn't hurt anyone, she actually helps people, and was a target of the coven herself" he told them.

"See? I told you, now, would you care to join me for some tea?" You asked, eyes never leaving his blue ones, oh you could get lost in those babies.

"I even have pie" you added with a smile as you finally turned to the other two.

That had been the first time you had a civil conversation with the trio; Sam and Dean, two orphan hunters following in Daddy's footsteps. And Castiel, the angel who decided to fight his own kind to protect humanity, interesting. You offered your services should the boys ever need it, figuring they would never take you up on it, but hoping to be able to see the stoic angel once more, and low and behold...

They called. For almost a year now you had been helping them, being a researcher, going with them on cases, even using your magic to take down baddies. The work made your feel alive, but not as alive as when Cas would come around. Something about the angel's presence alone makes your body feel electrified, and when his piercing blue orbs met yours you swore your heart stopped. Lately though, he started treating you like a child who was incapable of keeping herself safe.

The first time was while you were helping the boys with some demons, a reason for Cas to be present, and you hadn't thought much past trying to slow down your heart rate when he grabbed you and pulled you to his chest, shielding your eyes as he let out a blinding light that killed them all.

The second time though, you had been against a neat of vamps, one which you and the boys were handling just find, but just as you were about to drop the vamp that was advancing towards you, a silver blade pierced it's neck, quickly taking it's head, and when it fell it revealed Cas standing behind it. He stated that he needed to speak with Dean and Sam about something, so that is why he located you all, but you began to wonder when you were the first one he healed, and he stood extra close to you as he spoke.

The third time you started to grow annoyed. You were just fine by yourself, could handle yourself against the werewolf, and in your opinion, kicking ass. Sure you had taken a few scratches, and your arm hurt like hell from the deep claw marks, but you held your ground...And then right as you were about to give the killing blow with your magic, that all too familiar angel blade made an appearance once more.

"What the hell Cas that was my kill!" You told him, less angry about the fact that he finished the fight and more about the fact that he had done it so often recently.

"You're injured" he simply stated.

"So? I was still kicking its ass!" You defended as he walked over to you and healed you, causing you to groan and walk away from the confused angel.

The final straw had been tonight, the whole day throughout the hunt for a pack of demons who had intel on Lucifer, the boys and you had been in a somewhat good mood after you had bought them breakfast and explained the anniversary. The hunt had gone well, you found the demons, killed all but one and was grilling it for information. It was a tough nut to crack, even an exorcism didn't scare it.

"We're not getting anywhere, let me try" you told them, causing Dean to immediately shake his head.

"Hell no, I'm not letting you near that thing alone"

"Funny, you say that like you can stop me" you stated while looking over at him, there was a silent stare before you sighed

"Just five minutes Dean, I promise you I'll be fine" before Dean could even open his mouth Sam spoke in your defence

"She's right Dean, and besides, he's in the trap, what can he do?"

Dean was silent for a moment before his eyes met yours again.

"Fine, but five minutes is all you got" nodding, you made your way back into the room.

"Ok buddy, here's how it's gonna go down" you started as you stood in front of him, but he only laughed while looking around.

"Boy toys now coming?" He asked

"Sorry pal, just you and me, now you're gonna-"

"You know I'm surprised your mate leaves you alone with them, he must trust you a lot, or he's an idiot"

"What the hell are you even talking about?" You asked, confused as to why he would state you have a "mate"

"Oh….Oh you don't know" he started laughing hysterically.

"Shut it!" You yelled watching as his laughter died down, but the smirk stayed.

"Sweety, you reek of him. His sent his all over you. Desperate protectiveness, longing, it's enough to make me gag, the best part is that he did this without you even knowing. A do not touch sign to anyone else, a claim on you, really that's horrible, and I'm a demon" he laughed again, while you digest the information, something had laid a claim on you? You felt like you needed a shower thinking that it could be any of the creatures you encountered in your year with the boys.

"You know though, I'm not surprised you didn't know" it stated, causing you to look at it once more.

"You're such an idiot" and with that he lunged at you, knocking you back into the wall and knocking the air from your lungs. You were pretty sure you heard your shoulder pop while your vision blacked out for a moment. When you looked around you noticed the slow steady drip of water from a nearby pipe that had washed away part of the devil's trap, before your eyes were brought back to the demon's face as he straddled you, leaning in and taking a deep breath.

"I wonder how he would like it...If I laid my own claim to you" he smirked, and you tried to push him off as he leaned down, him somehow over powering your magic, but just as he was about to reach your neck, his weight disappeared from you and a crash was heard from the other side of the room.

"W-wait I-I didn't know!" It started to plead as you watched Castiel slowly walk towards him.

"I didn't know she belonged to an angel I swear!" He pleaded again.

'Belonged to…' your mind started to remember little things that happened these past couple of months. Cas giving you his coat when you stood outside watching the boys do a salt and burn, Cas sitting next to your while you explained your favorite shows to him, by the end of the night you would be leaning against him and his arm would be on the back of the couch, fingers lightly resting on your shoulder. Cas listening to your music with you from your ipod in the back of the impala despite the fact he could easily poof to the location. And then there was Cas always swooping in when you were fighting things...did Cas...Lay claim to you?

You watched as he easily got the information and killed the demon, only then noticing that the boys had been pounding on the door trying to get in, upon the demon's death, it unlocked and they rushed into the room.

"Y/N!" Dean started but Cas was quick to cut him off.

"Why were you not with her?" His voice rising slightly, the only indication besides the fire still burning in his eyes that he was pissed.

"We figured she" Sam started, but was also cut off by Cas.

"That she what? Was your bait to get information? You put her in danger!" A light blew out in the room.

"And we told her" Dean tried

"And you know she would not listen! You should have been in her presence at all times!" Another light, the bright flash momentarily illuminating the shadow of Cas's wings, oh, he was very pissed.

"Cas" you started

"This is exactly why I have to keep-"

"CAS!" You yelled, turning the room silent as you stood, grabbing your arm that you could clearly tell was broken.

"I came here alone of my own accord, they didn't want me to, but I did it anyways, it's not their fault"

"They should have protected you" he started, coming forward to heal your wounds, his eyes showed a different story, and in that moment you knew what he was really trying to say.

'I should have protected you'

"We need to talk by the way" you stated, looking at the boys then him.

"Alone" with a nod he grabbed your hand.

"I'll take her back to the hotel" he told the boys, and in a blink, you stood in your hotel room. You let go of his hand, making your way over to the bed and sat down, Cas didn't move as he stared at the carpet.

"Cas did you…."you started before realizing that this was going to be really embarrassing to ask.

"Did you ...Lay claim to me?" you asked, not meeting his gaze when you saw him look at you from the corner of your eye.

"...Not...Fully" he spoke after a moment, this caused you to look at him.

"What does that even mean?" You gave a short laughed and watched as he sighed before coming to sit next to you.

"Y/N I...I have feeling for you...Ones that someone would only have in the presence of a potential mate" he states turning to look at you.

"Wow sweety we gotta get you into now days language" you said with a chuckle, before adding.

"So..You have feelings for me?"

"Yes, I thought it was wise to push them away at first, you would be in danger if anyone after me, found you. But as time went on I found them...Harder to repress, and I found myself claiming you before I even realized it" He states, looking down as if weighted by shame.

"We have different versions of claiming"you laugh, thinking back to what the demon had said

"He said I smelled like you" Cas nodded, still not meeting your eyes.

"It's the first stage of claiming someone, we cover them in our scent, it's not perceivable to your senses, but to other beings it lets them know that you belong to someone" he explained, "So every time you sat next to me or gave me your coat?" He nodded, before adding.

"My grace also leaves behind a scent" he added.

"Your grace? Do you...Use it often?" You asked.

"To protect you yes" He nodded

"So this was why you have been jumping in front of monsters for me?" You asked, again he nodded.

"You know I can take care of myself" you smiled

"But it's my job to protect you" he stated, finally meeting your gaze.

"Because you're my mate?" You asked with a laugh, but noticed his cheeks darken at your words.

"I'm not your mate…"

"Yet" You smirked when he looked at you with wide eyes.

"I have feelings for you that someone would only have in the presence of a potential mate" you smiled, watching as he scanned your eyes for any sign that you were untruthful.

"But I can still take care of myself" to laughed.

"But It's my-"

"Job to protect me, tell you what, if it's your job to protect me, than it's my job to protect you" you told him as you leaned in, watching his confused expression as you pressed your lips against his, they were just as soft as you always imagined they would be, and your hand came up to cup his face, his stubble lightly scratching your palm as you felt his hand rest against your hip. You pulled away and looked into his eyes, the striking blue swallowed by black pupils.

"As your mate" you smiled, watching as a smile spread across his lips.

"So...if putting your scent on me is the first stage...what are the other stages of..Laying claim to a mate?" You asked with a smirk, watching as his smile turned playful.

"There are a lot of stages, it could take all night" he replied.

"Well, guess we better get started" you spoke before pulling him down for another kiss, you were in for a long, blissful night with your new mate. Happy anniversary to you.

Hope everyone enjoyed it! Let me know what you think.

#supernatural imagine #supernatural oneshot #supernatural castiel #castiel #castiel x reader #castiel imagine #castiel oneshot #spn #laying claim #claiming #supernatural

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sapphicsuperheroes · 6 years ago

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no offense but peggy literally said to steve in winter soldier that they could never go back to what they had. like that’s literally the whole tragic love story that makes people love steve/peggy so much was that they couldn’t go back to what they had.

peggy was literally on her deathbed telling steve that ‘sometimes the best thing we can do is to start over’. she told him her biggest regret was that steve never got to live his life and she’s literally asking him to move on from her because she had lived her life and had been happy.

this is part of steve’s character arc. accepting and moving on from his life in the 40’s.

then he finds out bucky’s alive—which becomes this major shift in steve’s life in which he actively tries to rescue bucky from hydra’s control. a plot that stretched through winter soldier and civil war. steve literally just threw a middle finger up at the government and broke up the avengers because of bucky. bucky killed hundreds of people as the winter soldier and steve still gives him the benefit of the doubt despite literally everyone telling him not to trust him. steve nearly kills tony for bucky. that’s no small feat.

‘i’m with you till the end of the line’

‘even when i had nothing, i had bucky’

‘your pal, your buddy, your bucky’

‘i knew him’

‘he was my friend’

‘i heard bucky and suddenly i was a kid back in brooklyn’

‘bucky’s alive’

‘best friends since childhood, bucky barnes and steve rogers were inseperable on both schoolyard and battlefield’

‘you pulled me from the river? why?...i don’t know...yes you do’

‘i know what barnes means to you, you don’t have to do this’

^^ and many more i’m sure

literally bucky is all steve has left of his old life, so obviously he obsesses over him and keeping him safe. when he does succeed in getting him back and healing him at wakanda and then all the infinity war stuff goes down and he watches him die again—it breaks him. the last thing bucky says before he dies is steve’s name.

their bond is unbreakable. and yet steve never once mentions bucky in endgame, nor shows any outward emotion from getting him back despite everything he went through to bring him back.

and then finally, finally, when they’ve defeated thanos and everything is relatively normal and there’s no more threats, they have this opportunity that peggy asked steve for all those years ago. the chance to start over and just live their lives.

but no.

steve for some unknown reason goes back in time to live out the rest of his days in 1945. don’t even get me started on the unrealistic thought that steve would actively live throughout the 20th century without doing anything about hydra’s infiltration of shield, bucky’s brainwashing, tony’s parents’ death, literally everything.

not only this but he just leaves bucky in the future. broken, still healing, slightly unstable bucky with only a few words spoken between them, even though from steve’s pov, he hasn’t seen bucky in five years. let’s not even forget how sam, the guy who became steve’s closest and most trusted friend; sam, who risked everything for cap, was also just kinda brushed aside as if their friendship was unimportant.

i know some people said bucky knew what steve was gonna do at the end and he accepted it and stuff, but...that’s not the point. the point is that steve wouldn’t do it in the first place. because he had found this new family, this new life in the 21st century. and yes while it was breaking apart with the loss of tony and natasha, he still had very close friends who were there for him.

he could’ve easily still passed the mantle of captain america down to sam without the whole time travel thing. just a retirement thing, maybe even a joke about he was 100-something years old and way past retirement age. then we get our sam!cap and there’s no weird break of steve’s arc over the course of three captain america films.

idk, that’s just my hot take. i really enjoyed the movie otherwise though.

#endgame spoilers #steve rogers #bucky barnes #sam wilson #peggy carter #time travel #avengers endgame #mini rant #characterization is important to me okay

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Bungie Weekly Update - 4/4/19

This week at Bungie, we’re getting ready for some high voltage.

A storm is brewing. Next week, we’ll kick off what we’ve been calling Arc Week. Our goal for this happening has been to take the element that makes our sandbox crackle and put it under the microscope. The most noticeable update is that we improved many Arc subclass paths from the time before Forsaken. The week will also feature Arc Singe and Arc Bounties to synergize with your updated abilities. To provide a proving grounds for all this new energy, Mayhem will be available in the Crucible to let you experiment with your enhanced Arc abilities using shockingly short cooldowns.

Arc Week will also feature one of the most powerful Arc weapons ever created, the Thunderlord Exotic Machine Gun. If you weren’t able to complete the quest to obtain Thunderlord last year, you will have from April 9 to April 23 to revisit the Cosmodrome and add it your collection.

A Spark Can Give Life... or Take It

Arc Week buffs up several Arc subclasses.

Designer Dan Gniady has all the details on what changes you can expect.

Dan: After the release of Forsaken, the sandbox team wanted to revisit some older subclass paths and freshen them up a bit. This entailed tuning for balance as well as quality-of-life fixes. We’ve also added new functionality to a couple of subclasses. In update 2.2.1, we're focusing on Arc subclasses for Titans, Hunters, and Warlocks to kick off Arc Week. That said, we also made a couple needed changes to non-Arc abilities. Let’s get into it.

Striker Code of the Juggernaut (Bottom Path)

Notes: This path is all about punching enemies to get better at shooting them and shooting enemies to get better at punching them. We want to further incentivize engaging in this loop and make doing so move visible and flashy. Shooting an enemy should make you feel like you are primed to strike with melee. Punching an enemy and releasing your rage will make you feel like a more focused shot.

Frontal Assault:

Now increases all weapon damage for the duration of the buff

25% against combatants

20% against players

Duration increased from 10 to 16 seconds

Buff timer is now displayed on the HUD

Knockout:

Melee damage bonus increased from 25% to 60%

Now also triggers once you have dealt 60% damage to a target

Any damage done after 60% will refresh the timer

Still also triggers off shield pop

No longer consumed after 1 melee attack

Duration increased from 3 to 5 seconds

Arcstrider Way of the Warrior (Top Path)Notes:

This path thrives on striking with precision and timing and is heavily melee focused. To enhance this loop, we are giving it a bit more nuance with a higher potential payout. We want to allow for more room to execute and engage with both the path to success and the benefits once you do succeed.

Combination Blow

Bonus melee damage can now be stacked 3 times (requires a melee ability kill for each stack)

Buff increases melee damage by 60% per stack in PvE

Buff increases melee damage by 22.7% per stack in PvP

For comparison, this ability used to be 1 stack and increased melee damage by 50%

Kills with this ability now heal 40 health in addition to starting health regen

Deadly Reach:

Increased buff duration from 6 to 8 seconds

Buff is no longer consumed by a melee hit

Arcstrider Way of the Wind (Bottom Path)

Notes: This path is about quick movement and thriving under pressure. We want to increase your ability to survive while at low health and enhance your elusiveness so you can be more confident when in danger. This way, you don't just get a bonus when you’re injured, you have more control over what state you are in, and you can make more risk/reward choices.

Disorienting Blow:

Increased the disorient distance by 50%

Increased duration of disorient on players from 1.5 to 2 seconds

Focused Breathing:

Increased dodge recharge bonus while sprinting by 100%

Combat Meditation:

Increased bonus grenade and melee regeneration while bloodied by 25%

Lightning Reflexes:

Increased damage resistance while dodging from 25% to 40% in PvP

Increased damage resistance while dodging from 63% to 70% In PvE

Stormcaller Stormtrance Super (Top and Bottom Path)

Damage scales up to 150% over 5 seconds of continuous use of the attack

Updated FX and audio to support this functionality

Stormcaller Attunement of Conduction (Top Path)

Notes: This path focuses prominently on chain lightning, but we also want to better sell the fantasy of being a god of erratic and dangerous energy. We want you to be delighted and surprised by the chaos you cause. On top of that, we should make the choice of using your abilities something to better strategize around, and reward you for doing so.

Chain Lightning Melee

Can now chain up to 5 times, up from 1, and each individual target can be hit twice

Chain damage decreased from 50 to 31 damage per chain hit

Arc Web

Can now chain to many (many) more targets, and back and forth between targets

The amount of chaining varies based on use, and I will leave it to you all to discover!

Increase chain range from 10 meters to 12 meters

Chaining Arc damage now reduces the cooldown of your grenade

Works with Arc Web chains and chains from Chain Lightning Melee

Earn 3% energy per instance of chain damage in PvE

Earn 10% energy per instance of chain damage in PvP

Stormcaller Attunement of the Elements (Bottom Path)

Notes: Currently this path focuses on creating drone buddies for allies and staying close to them to dish out more Rifts and the buddies therein. Generally, Arc drone is short-lived, and you need to stay close to your Rift to keep it around. Now you will be able to take your pal further and, if you stick with friends, will be able to have it around much more often, making this path more potent as support.

Electrostatic Surge:

Increased bonus regeneration rate of Rift by 600% per nearby friendly Guardian

This sounds insane, and it’s a big boost you will definitely feel, but it was previously very low.

Extends Rift duration from 15 to 20 seconds

Added a UI notification for when the buff is active

Arc Soul:

Extended duration by 50%.

Now let’s talk about some non-Arc Changes, as well…

Voidwalker Nova Warp Super

Notes: Clearly we swung a bit hard when we hit this previously. This should serve as a nice middle ground to settle into.

Reduced initial charged detonation energy cost by 20%

Reduced energy cost of holding the charged detonation by 7%

Reduced time required to fully charge the charged detonation from 0.9 seconds to 0.7 seconds

Reduced Dark Blink cost by 20%

Increased base Super duration from 18 seconds to 22 seconds

Dawnblade Everlasting Fire Perk

Notes: Similar to the Striker, we wanted to make sure this perk didn’t allow for infinite Supers in certain activities. We’ve increased the amount you get back upfront but put diminishing returns on it so you can’t go forever. This will still be a Super you can extend much longer with skill.

Tuned the amount of Super gained from Everlasting Fire

Initial return increased from 10% to 13% Super energy

Return then decays linearly over the course of 30 kills from 13% to 0.75% returned per kill

You may be asking “What about Spectral blades???”

We know it’s out of bounds and are working right now on a few tweaks to bring it back in line. We’ll let you know the details once we’ve finished play testing and tuning to lock in on what the changes will be.

That’s all for me this time. As always, we look forward to you getting your hands on these changes and letting us know what you think. Happy electrocuting everyone!

Patch Note Preview

Next week, Update 2.2.1 will be deploying on April 9. Here is a preview of some changes you can look forward to along with the Arc Week rollout.

Catalysts

Four new Exotic weapon catalysts will be available to drop in Nightfall, strikes, and the Crucible

Prospector (Nightfall, strikes)

Rat King (Nightfall, strikes)

Hard Light (Nightfall, strikes)

SUROS Regime (Crucible)

Warlock Bloom Ability

Fixing an issue where the Bloom ability would not deal damage

Xûr

Xûr’s inventory will now offer random-rolled perks for armor

Infusion

Fixing an issue where the Vow could not be infused above 650

Fixing an issue where the BrayTech RWP Mk. II could not be infused above 600

Gambit Prime Weapons

Most Gambit Prime weapons will now have a chance to drop as match completion rewards from Gambit Prime

Increasing drop rates for Gambit Prime weapons from the Reckoning

Both Gambit Prime and the Reckoning will have increased drop rates for weapons after each completion without a drop until players are guaranteed a reward

Gambit Prime

An invasion kill will heal 8% of the Primeval's health, down from 12%

The invasion portal cooldown time during the Primeval phase will be increased to 40 seconds, up from 30 seconds

This cooldown triggers after a player has been killed or successfully returns from an invasion

Gambit Prime will now count to unlock the Weekly Gambit Clan Engram

Quests and Bounties

Power Surge Bounties that have been deleted or expired will now be available on the Drifter

Each bounty can still be completed only once per character

Yes Sir, I'm a Closer Weekly Gambit Prime bounty will now award 4 points for a win and 2 points for a loss, with a completion value of 20 points

All 4 weekly role bounties for Gambit Prime now grant powerful helmet rewards

Strong Resolves

Our Player Support team is keeping track of all known issues in the game. If you see something they aren’t tracking, make a post on the Help forum letting them know.

This is their report.

Destiny 2 Update 2.2.1

Next Tuesday, on April 9, Destiny 2 will undergo maintenance and Update 2.2.1 is scheduled to go live. No downtime is expected during this maintenance; however, players who have not yet updated to version 2.2.1 by 1 PM PDT will be returned to the title screen.

Please see below for the timeline of this deployment window:

9 AM PDT (1600 UTC):

Destiny 2 service maintenance is scheduled to begin with no expected downtime.

Update 2.2.1 will begin rolling out across all platforms and regions.

Destiny Companion features will be unavailable on web, mobile, and third-party apps.

1 PM PDT (2000 UTC):

Destiny 2 service maintenance is scheduled to conclude.

Players who have not yet installed Update 2.2.1 will be removed from activities and returned to the title screen.

1:15 PM PDT (2015 UTC):

Destiny Companion features will be re-enabled on web, mobile, and third-party apps.

Console players who encounter issues updating to 2.2.1 should reset their console and try downloading the update.

For more information on Destiny maintenance, players should visit our

Destiny Server and Update Status support page. For live updates on the 2.2.1 deployment, players should follow @BungieHelp on Twitter, or monitor our support feed on help.bungie.net. Destiny 2 Update 2.2.1 Resolved Issues PreviewWith the upcoming launch of Destiny 2 Update 2.2.1, we’d like to take the opportunity to follow up on a sampling of player-impacting issues that have emerged in Destiny 2 over the past several months.

The following known issues are expected to be resolved after the launch of Destiny 2 Update 2.2.1 on Tuesday, April 9.

Like a Diamond Triumph: Players who became eligible for the “Like a Diamond” Triumph during the window when it was not available will have this Triumph unlocked retroactively following the 2.2.1 update. Impacted players will receive a notice in game when this fix begins rolling out to their accounts.

Acting Bad, Looking Good Pursuit: The “Acting Bad, Looking Good” pursuit is not completing for players using a full set of Ancient Apocalypse armor.

Obsidian Crystal: The Obsidian Crystal doesn't always drop for players on the Unidentified Frame quest step for Izanagi’s Burden.

Wish-Ender: Players cannot see behind walls with Wish-Ender while invisible.

The Vow Infusion: The Vow cannot be infused above 650 Power.

BrayTech RWP Mk. II Infusion: BrayTech RWP Mk. II cannot be infused above 600 Power.

Stronghold Power Ammo: Stronghold consumes Power ammo when blocking with Black Talon.

The Weight of Guilt: The Weight of Guilt emblem does not display its purchase price after it has been unlocked for purchase from Lord Saladin.

For the complete list of resolved issues and patch notes, please keep an eye on our Updates page once 2.2.1 is live.

If you’re excited for ShArc Week and you want everyone to know, there is one more way you can express your electric personality. Three emotes will be available in bundles for direct purchase, one for each class. Now you can show off your mastery of the Arc arts even when your Super is on cooldown.

One more thing before we close This Week out. There have been a lot of questions about the future of the Crucible in Destiny, and what plans we have to support PvP going forward. Yesterday, we let you know during a stream that we have no plans to remove PVP from the Destiny franchise.

A lot of feedback on Crucible and how it could improve comes in the form of suggested sandbox changes that would impact the flow of combat in PvP. As you can see from the section above, we are still committed to updating the sandbox as frequently as we can, and we have an update going out next week. We have bigger Crucible changes being planned for later this year, but we aren’t ready to talk about those plans just yet. We hope to share more with you sometime this summer. In the meantime, we will continue to provide updates to matchmaking, QOL fixes, Sandbox balance, and Glory changes.

#bungie weekly update #Destiny #Destiny the game #Destiny 2 #Destiny 2 Forsaken #long post

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brg-has-moved-follow-link · 6 years ago

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A New Path:Chapter1-The Broken Guardsmen

Summery: Post FFXV,

The world recovering from the damages of war and the darkness arises with a new king, one directly bonded with the crystal of their star. Having no real choice in the matters at hand the Blind King ascends his throne to protect the people of Eos from the dark deamon hordes that still roam the lands and to unite the people under the new sun. Though he is unsure of his new found duties and the tasks at hand, Royal Adviser Argentum sets forth to be the best he possibly can as he recovers from injuries sustained in the final battle with the darkness. As he attempts to keep his heart and head on the correct paths. Also recovering Amicitia Finds his new position within the kingdom to be far more difficult than he expected as larger responsibilities are laid on him as well as getting use to being the shield to his new king

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Chapter 1: The Broken Guardsmen

A disgusted look crossed a worn face, as his eyes caught his reflection in the mirror as he opened his faded wardrobe. A slender hand ran across a still healing scar on his chest, the sting persisted from the stitches holding him together. The Red scars over old, a gash over his nose, to the sick purplish, bluish, green bruises covering his body, all seemed to only stand out more on his pale skin. It had only been a little over a week since the Suns return from a ten year hiatus, but it wasn’t like everyone was hitting the beaches to tan just yet. And it wasn’t like he was very tan before the whole event, but he looked sickly white compared to what once was. The Shaggy haired blond grimaced pulling a dark colored yet elaborate silver detailed front tank top over his head, grabbing the wide leather bracelet out of habit closing the armoires he kept his things in with a deep sigh. Another day in the apocalypse in the light, heading for the door he snapped the bracelet over the barcode on his wrist. Straightening the strap of leather before he lifted the CrownsGuard coat off the hook on the back of the door throwing it on as he stepped out of his apartment. At least with the long sleeves and below his ass tail on the jacket it made sure most of the damage he suffered was hidden. The Slight limp he had wasn’t as easy to hide as the bruises, yet luckily it wasn’t a long walk to the train that would take him across town to the castle.

As he walked his cell phone buzzed in his breast pocket of his jacket, glad he had stuffed it in there before his morning shower he went digging for the device. Once out and firmly in hand he hit the green accept.

“Damn it Prompto Where are you?” Came the gruff voice of Gladio as he lifted the phone to his ear.

“Well good morning to you too, I’m headed to the Train Station as we speak.” Prompto said weaving through a few city folk. “What’s the rush anyway?”

“You are not going to believe the shit I have to say, So hop your ass on that train i’ll pick you up at the station.” The beeping told him the call had ended.

Prompto gave a look to his phone before flicking his eyebrows in a sort of shrug. What would he not believe exactly? Curiosity had him, he shoved his phone back in his pocket as he made the short yet painful trip up the stairs to the station. Yeah that knee was going to be something he was going to live the rest of his life with, he thought. Looking to the large analog clock, he nodded to himself before walking over and leaning on the elaborate base. Taking the weight off his bad leg he rested his head back, maybe he should have taken the pain killers he was given. But at least there was something to lean on for three minutes, and he hoped his knee doesn’t blow walking to the train.

Running his fingers through his hair his head turned hearing the blaring horn from the train that would take him across town. The screeching sound and rumbling of the train coming to a stop just angered his knee and stitches more. Pushing off the clock he headed toward the doors that parted as a flow of people exited the train. After all the passengers filed off he slipped in claiming one of the open window length seats. If anything he didn’t want to get caught standing the whole trip as the tracks may still have been in service but some areas still needed to be smoothed out. The dinging warning that the doors were closing meant there was going to be light passengers for this trip. Music to his ears as he wouldn’t have to worry about a full train and people bumping into him.

His peaceful trip come to an end when he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in six years.

“Hey, You’re that Argentum Guy, Prompto right?”

Oh for the love of Six strike him down now. Prompto turned his head to the man in question that dropped down in the seat next to him.

“It’s your old buddy ol pal Dino, Dino Ghiranze yous guys did a couple jobs for me back in the day.” Same Grey hair same irritating face.

“Yeah I remember, I almost was eating by a giant bird because of you.” Prompto informed crossing his arms attempting to not start anything with the ‘reporter’

“Awe, but you weren't.” Dino made himself comfortable setting his arm along the back of the seats. “So’s you got any news to tell? Any juicy tales from the battlefield, how about yous guys fight at the castle bringing back our glorious sun?”

“I have No Comment.” Prompto wasn't going to take responsibility for what he might do if the guy leaned any closer to him. He wasn’t sure if it was the whole blackmail to get jewels for the guy, or his twisted stories he had been so lucky to read over the years, but he just didn’t like this guy.

“Awe come on a reporter has to report something, How about any word on the News from the castle?”

Sighing he shook his head, “Look I was just sort of let out of the hospital so i’m not exactly up to date on the current events.”

“Hospital? You look to be in one piece.” Dino leaned back in his seat crossing his legs. “Glad to see you in one piece though, So did the other two wict you make it?”

So word wasn’t traveling to far, He gave a simple nod as an answer. Yeah they had made it through ungodly battles with gods and old kings and like a million deamon horde. Yet here they were broken and beaten but still standing.

“Wells that’s good news, not much is getting past the council where yous guys fight is concerned. But It’s Obvious yous guys won the battle and there are lots of confirmed victories from the glaives making headlines. Course most want to hear how the team of four worked out.. Guess i should extend my condolences for the loss of your friend and our last king Noctis. May he Rest In Peace.”

Prompto sat forward and hung his head, like he needed to be reminded of that. It was hard enough to walk to the castle that day knowing that at least one of them wasn’t returning. But with Dino saying it only made it all sink in, his best friend, before he knew he was a friend wasn’t coming back this time.

“Awe Gee, i didn’t mean to upset yah.” Dino said having seen the CrownsGuards reaction.

“No, it’s fine. Thank you for the condolences.” Prompto said sitting back up feeling a little more dead inside.

“HEY EVERYONE THE COUNCIL IS GOING TO NAME A NEW KING!”

Prompto wasn’t quite sure how far back in the train car that news had come from but it had the irritating one out of his seat.

“Well now that’s a story, was good talking to yous tell the other two I said Hi would yah? Keep in touch, Kapish.”

“Oh... yeah, sure.” Prompto said as the grey haired reporter headed off to find the voice. He sighed with relief as he didn’t have to deal with Dino anymore, but then his brain took over. Who, what, and wow that was fast. The thoughts running through his head, Who could be King? Did Noct have some Secret brother? Or Was there some other royal family that was in line to take over after...no. Wait Maybe that was what Gladio was on about, with the information he would never believe?

He felt the train slowing as they arrived at his stop, Crown City, Center Station to be exact. The central point almost every train stopped at this station from around the crown city. Since it was the closest stop to the Castle towers building, funny he had been there less than two weeks ago and had to walk there on foot after the Regalia was wrecked. Which he needed to ask about that car, if anything he didn’t want to see it sitting in a junkyard.

Once the train came to a complete stop Prompto pushed himself to his feet and walked his busted body out of the train car.

“Prompto!”

He turned to the sound of Gladios voice, not like a six six tower with coal black hair was hard to miss in full CrownsGuard attire with his arm in a sling.

‘Gladio, Hows the Arm?” Prompto ask heading over to him about as fast as his knee was going to let him.

“Probably feeling about as good as your knee is. Why are you not wearing the brace?”

“Because the brace can’t be worn with the boots, and i’ll settle for what keeps my kneecap in place at this point. So Where is the car before it blows out and you have to carry my ass?”

“HA! Yeah i’ll one arm dead carry you if that’s the case.” He joked, Gladio wasn’t much better off one arm broken in two places along with a few fractured ribs, and guessing covered in just as many bruises and scratches as Prompto. He turned and headed for the stairs down to the street, Gladio kept his steps short for his shorter legged friend.

“So where is Iggy?” Prompto asked using the railing more than he wanted as he made his way down the stairs.

“I don’t know, i haven’t heard from him in a couple days, but he’s probably doing what we should be and recovering. Course he might also be super busy with the council putting together the memorial, which is something i need to ask about today. Don’t let me forget that.”

“Ok, I’ll forget to tell you about remembering the thing you want to ask about.” Prompto said trying to lighten the mood and it was easier to say through his teeth.

Gladio shook his head looking over his shoulder slowing to a stop. “Thanks, and are you ok? I didn’t know a pale guy could go that pale and still be standing.”

“CAR, Just keep walking.” Prompto grunted walking past him only to have Gladio switch his walking pace to match.

“Sit in the front, it’s the blackish one there in the middle.” gladio half ass pointed with his busted arm.

“Sucks breaking your dominant arm doesn’t it?” Prompto stated seeing the gesture as he b-lined for the car in question. He had done that once as a kid falling from a tree trying to get the perfect photo over the wall, but it did get him out of a few writing class assignments which made it not all bad.

“No Doubt.”

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Please forgive me as i haven't actually played this game since i lack a new enough console, so not all characters or places will be 100% cannon but i will attempt to do my best. Constructive Criticism is welcome as well as feedback so i can improve my writing skills.

This is also a open contorting head cannon for the concept idea that is in a constant state of change so hold onto your butts, because i don't even know where this is going at this point. It's Promnis with a Demi God Ignis is my only complete thought.

Anyway Thanks for reading!

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In the Aftermath

TITLE: In the Aftermath CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 1/ ? AUTHOR: SecurityBreach ORIGINAL IMAGINE:

Loki gets complete amnesia, and the Avengers have to begrudgingly take him in. But to everyone’s surprise, he’s kind, sweet, soft-spoken, and basically just an absolute delight to be around.

Bonus: He absolutely ADORES Thor now, he looks up to and admires him so much it’s adorable. Tony records ever second of it for blackmail at a later date.

RATING: General NOTES/WARNINGS: frostiron (m/m, non graphic) for later chapters.

*****

Even though his attempt at conquering Earth had gone wildly wrong, Loki didn’t stop to be a problem for SHIELD. He had suffered multiple injuries when the Hulk smashed him into Tony Stark’s floor, but those were healing quickly due to his alien resilience.

Still, Loki seemed to have severe problems with his memory and didn’t have a clue to who or where he was. First everybody thought that he was faking it, because he was known as a trickster and the god of mischief. This could might as well be a strategy to avoid punishment for his crimes.

A couple of tests later, the doctors at the SHIELD-hospital confirmed that Loki had complete amnesia.

Nick Fury, the Director of SHIELD, still isn’t convinced. “You need to be absolutely certain about this,” he says.

“There’s no way we can be absolutely sure,” a doctor tells him. “I have watched the footage from the Hulk-attack the patient was subjected to, and if he were human, I would say he is suffering from post-traumatic amnesia of the retrograde type.”

“What exactly does this imply?” Tony Stark asks.

“Well, this kind of amnesia is generally due to a head injury. A blunt trauma, perhaps. It’s an inability to recall memories before the onset of amnesia, and it may or may not be transient. I simply have no idea. He’s an Asgardian, and my professional advice would be to send him home as soon as possible to make certain he receives appropriate care for his condition.”

Fury gives the doctor a scrutinising look. “Do you think he’s fit to stand his trial?”

The doctor laughs. “God, no,” she says. “He hardly remembers his own name. I had to tell him over and over again to convince him that he is indeed called Loki of Asgard.”

Loki looks at her when he hears his name spoken out loud. He had hitherto stared at Thor’s long, blond strands because he had developed a slightly disturbing fascination with the god of thunder’s hair. Much to the Thunderer’s annoyance, Loki was staring at him a lot now, and tried to follow him around. Thor insisted that Loki is secured to his bed, because he really didn’t want him at his side.

Now he decides to join the conversation. “Loki is not an Aesir,” the god explains. “He is a Jotun, a Frost Giant. We have no specialists for Jotnar healing on the Realm Eternal, and I simply cannot understand why you don’t just lock him up for good. It’s your realm he attacked, so it’s your right to punish him.”

“Thor,” Nick Fury says patiently. “I think we have talked about this before. Loki may be a war criminal, but he has rights, and is assumed innocent until proven guilty according to the law. And for this he has to stand his trial. Unfortunately, he is unable to do this in his current condition. So I suggest you take him home and try to heal him there, because we don’t have the means to do it on Earth. Afterwards, you may or may not send your brother back to us or deal with him yourself.”

Loki had been trying to loosen his restraints a little by flexing and moving his hands while Fury was monologuing, but now something has aroused his interest. “Brother?”

“You don’t remember?” asks Tony.

“Thor is my brother,” Loki says happily.

“I’m not your brother! You’re adopted!”

Fury frowns at the Thunderer. “Whoa, Thor. Does your mother know about your attitude? Here on Earth an adoption is a binding legal contract and not an on-off relationship in case the adopted relative becomes a social liability.”

“Yeah,” Tony says, because something about Thor’s attitude freaks him out too. He can understand the god’s anger, because he is also very angry, but casting out a sibling so utterly without even showing the slightest trace of empathy? It doesn’t feel right. And now Loki is crying again, and Tony pulls out a handkerchief. It’s a very nice one, a gift from Pepper, and it sports Tony’s monogram. If this goes on, he thinks, I’ll need to carry a box of Kleenex around. Perhaps I could get a personalised one. With Iron Man on it for a bit of style.

Then he gently dabs the the tears off Loki’s face. What am I even doing here? Only a few days ago, this guy invaded my town with an alien army , grabbed me by the throat, and threw me out of the window of my penthouse. As far as I know, this constitutes assault, and attempted murder. God, I just hope he doesn’t have to blow his nose.

Right on cue, Loki starts to sniffle.

“Um, Fury, could we remove the handcuffs? At least one, perhaps?”

“No way, Stark,” the Director of SHIELD says, grinning broadly. “Thor has made it sufficiently clear that it’s vitally important to keep the prisoner secured.”

“You do this then, Thor. He’s your brother after all.” Tony tries to give the handkerchief to the god, but Thor only mumbles something under his breath, turns around, and leaves.

Fury is grinning even broader as Tony resigns himself to his fate, turns to Loki and holds the hanky against the alien’s nose. “Blow,” the billionaire says. At least this leaves me with a fine sample of Loki’s DNA. Wonder what my scientists are going to find out.

*****

Two days later, the doctors find that Loki’s body is sufficiently healed to allow him to be moved. Thor puts huge, heavy looking manacles on his brother, and some kind of muzzle or gag over his mouth. It’s made out of metal and reminds Tony on a story from Norse mythology where Loki tries to pull some shit and ends up with his lips sewn shut for his troubles. They certainly believe in tough love on Asgard. Although I doubt it helps in this particular case.

Tony finds it difficult to ignore how hurt Loki looks at his brother. Barton sneers a lot, while everybody else tries to look stern. With the exception of Thor, of course, who is still plain angry.

Then the Avengers drive the brothers to Central Park where Thor has found a portal-friendly place, and Loki and Thor transport back home with the help of the Tesseract. Tony resolves to send some of his employees to the spot to investigate the phenomenon. He returns home with Dr Bruce Banner in tow, while the other Avengers go their own ways to God-knows-where.

*****

Tony is enjoying a relaxing evening with Dr Bruce Banner who has turned out to be perfect buddy-material. The billionaire is just regaling his new pal with a detailed account of his ninth birthday that had been totally and heartlessly ruined by his father Howard, when JARVIS, his omnipresent AI, announces that intruders have arrived on the terrace.

“Oh no,” Bruce exclaims rather quickly, jumps up, and hurries away to see what is going on. Tony is impressed by the speed of the man who had been looking a little lethargic only seconds ago.

Tony puts his homing bracelets on his wrists and follows his friend.

The new arrivals turn out to be Thor and Loki, and Tony watches in disbelieve as Thor helps his younger brother up. There are several large duffle bags scattered around them.

“My friends,” Thor announces in his booming voice. “We have a problem.”

*****

The tale Thor is pitching is so far beyond believe that Tony first thinks someone must be kidding him. But then Loki suddenly points his finger at Bruce. “Goat,” he says.

Thor opens one of the bags and pulls out several toys.

Loki watches impatiently. “I want my goat. Have you left my goat on Asgard, brother?”

“And what if? Here’s your bilgesnipe,” Thor holds out what must be the ugliest soft toy in existence to his brother. It’s got long, pointy horns, a set of nasty looking teeth, and the eyes of a maniac.

“No, him.” The younger god is pointing at Bruce again.

Thor sighs, and throws the toy at Bruce. “Just do it, my friend. He won’t stop otherwise.”

Bruce obediently hands the thing over to Loki.

“What do you say, brother?” Thor asks.

Loki glares at Bruce. “Thank you.”

So Thor’s story seems to be true. The god of Thunder had explained carefully how, despite all their efforts, the healers of Asgard had not been able to help Loki, and contacting Jotunheim seemed to be no option because of some unfortunate misunderstanding that had happened before Loki fell off the Bifrost. Tony immediately suspected that Thor’s brother was involved in one way or the other, but Thor did not care to elaborate. Loki appears to be the born trouble maker, and the title god of mischief seems to be well earned. Now everybody hoped that Loki would just regain his memories in due time, but until then he would just have to live with his unfortunate condition.

To make matters worse, it turned out that Loki had not only forgotten almost everything he had ever learned or experienced, he had also returned to the emotional make up of a thoroughly spoilt preschooler. His adoptive father Odin had put up with his antics for a whole month before deciding to send Loki back to Earth. His wife Frigga was very disappointed by this decision. She had enjoyed having her wayward son back, all cuddly and playful all of a sudden, and obviously full of adoration for his older brother.

“It’s just typical for Loki to develop some freakish kind of amnesia only Jotnar can get,” Thor says when he finishes his tale. “Why can’t he have normal amnesia like everybody else?”

Tony is fascinated as he watches Loki snuggling up to Thor who just couldn’t look more unhappy. “This is hilarious,” he whispers. “JARVIS, make sure you record every second of it.”

“Already doing so, sir.”

Bruce pours himself another cup of his favourite soothing good night tea. “I still can’t see the reasoning behind this,” he says after after adding some honey. “Why is Loki suddenly Earth’s responsibility?”

“The All-father argues that you have caused the state of his mind, so now you have to look after him.”

“I plead self-defence,” Bruce tells him.

“Yeah,” Tony adds. “Loki started it.”

“I started what?”

“You attacked us,” says Tony.

“I did not!”

“Brother, you don’t remember because Bruce hit you on the head.”

Loki considers this for a moment. “Did Tony hit me too?”

“No,” Tony says. He is enjoying himself tremendously. “I didn’t hit you on the head. I pushed you around a bit, but that was only because you threw me out of the window.”

“Fair enough.” Loki seems to feel that this is a reasonable explanation. “You can play with my toys if you want to.” Bruce receives a nasty look and a severe case of the silent treatment for the rest of the evening.

But the best is yet to come.

Tony suddenly remembers his duties as a host. “I think we’d better get your rooms ready, in case your baby brother becomes tired, Thor. JARVIS, contact Housekeeping and tell them to prepare two guest rooms.”

“One guest room,” Thor interrupts him.

“Huh?”

“Loki and I shared a bedroom until well into our adolescence, my friend. And we slept in the same bed when we were little. That’s normal on Asgard,” he adds defiantly when he sees the look on his team mates’ faces.

“You mean you two are going to share a bed tonight?” Tony asks incredulously.

“Yes, what else?” Loki gives him an indulgent smile. He obviously thinks that Tony is some kind of nitwit who needs to be humoured.

“Mother has told me emphatically to recreate as much of our childhood as possible.” The expression on Thor’s face is priceless. “Unfortunately my brother has suffered from frequent nightmares when he was little, and it seems those have returned. The crybaby throws a tantrum when he is alone in the dark.”

“Not a crybaby,” Loki says. His voice is dripping with indignation.

“Yes, you are.”

“I’m not.”

Thor rolls his eyes. Disputing with Loki seems to be entirely futile. “He can do that for hours,” he informs his friends.

“Now isn’t that too bad,” Tony tells him with faked compassion. “JARVIS, one room, then.”

“Yes, sir. With a double bed.”

“And order a large supply of Kleenex as soon as possible. I think we are going to need it because Thor looks like he is going to have a nervous breakdown in the near future.”

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BUCKY BARNES , our SEBASTIAN STAN fc is looking for a BEST FRIEND connection who looks like PLAYERS CHOICE (ANY GENDER) who is #30+ you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( i just want buck to have someone he grabs a beer with and confides in, someone nearer his age who he can just chill out with – just pals bein pals ! )

DOROTHY “DOT” JORDAN, our SANDRA MAE FRANK fc is looking for a BEST FRIEND connection who looks like UTP who is 24-30 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( your character came into dot’s life not long after she was adopted, and has been around since then. They were her first friend and really helped her come out of her shell. They’re the sort of friends that are inseparable )

ELI RASPUTIN, our JAMES REID fc is looking for a FRIENDS FROM THE STREETS connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE, who is 23-30 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( Eli spent at least a year on the streets before he was found by Illyana and there’s no doubt he had some help along the way, no doubt he would’ve been able to survive otherwise. It definitely wasn’t easy for him and he would’ve counted on these people to help him learn how to survive, to eat, to find places to stay, to get through the toughest of days and nights. Multiple spots (up to 4) ! )

GERRY DREW-DANVERS, our OLIVER JACKSON-COHEN fc is looking for a LONG-TIME BRO GROUP connection who looks like HENRY GOLDING , DEBORAH ANN WOOL, ANNA KENDRICK, UTP who is 26-30 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( This is very Friends From College vibes except w/ tolerable people. This is a group of people that Gerry knew in high school and kept in touch with over the years after he joined SHIELD. But when they get together- they bring out the worst in each other, partying, rampant immaturity, feuding about incidents from 10 years ago ) (open to 4!)

ITSUAKI AKIHIRO, our RYAN POTTER fc is looking for a MOTHER FIGURE connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE who is 30+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( Someone who took Aki under their wing and decided to mother him a little! He was left with Laura at 15 and sent to the Institute not long after and he was vey rough and closed off at the time, and as he’s never really had a mother it would’ve helped him open up to learn what that could be like. )

JOSEPHINE-MARIE JUDE MURDOCK, our MEAGHAN RATH fc, is looking for a CATHOLIC SCHOOL FRIENDS / MAX FOUR connection who looks like KARRUECHE TRAN, SARA SAMPAIO, ARDEN CHO, KELSEY CHOW, EIZA GONZALEZ, SANTIAGO SEGURA, OONA CHAPLIN, CONSTANCE WU, CANDICE PATTON, AUBREY PLAZA, AIMEE CARRERO, GODFREY GAO, MICHAEL B JORDAN, CALUM WORTHY, VELLA LOVELL / UTP who is 28-32 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( jude went to a small Catholic school, and nothing forces people together than small Catholic schools. A group of close friends who met in high school and have mostly kept in contact since. Jude used v much type A when she was in school, very overachieving and probably a bit annoying abt it. any type of person would work honestly. )

JOSEPHINE-MARIE JUDE MURDOCK, our MEAGHAN RATH fc, is looking for a FRIENDS FROM LAW SCHOOL / MAX THREE connection who looks like UTP who is 25+ you DON’T have to contact prior to applying at. ( a close group of friends forged in a very stressful time, basically. jude died during her last year of law school and when she came back, she didn’t exactly go back so they’ve likely lost contact but jude’s trying to get back in contact with people so !! )

MAGGIE THANOSDOTTIR, our ZOEY DEUTCH fc is looking for a SPACE BUDDY connection who looks like UTP who is 23-100+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( after a few years by her lonesome, aka escaping her father, maggie was struggling with who she was at a person and was a bit morally ambiguous. i would love for someone to have befriended her at this time and have been like her space partner in crime. super awesome for them to also be v old (100+) but this can also be adapted to have been her just screwing around to have some light criminal fun prior to dropping to earth.)

MAKENA THURMAN, our ZOE KRAVITZ fc is looking for her ADULTHOOD SUX SQUAD / THREE - FOUR FRIENDS connection who look like UTP who are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( you know what’s hard about adulthood? all of it. makena was kinda super shuttled towards having to be a functioning adult when keely came along, but that doesn’t mean she 1. enjoys it and 2. is any good at it. paying bills on time is hard. remembering to renew her internet security is hard. getting regular smear tests? hard. nothing is easy, and this is the group of friends she laments that with. three to four wine mom’s / dad’s / parent’s / people who aren’t parents but who are in or around the same age and having just as much trouble adjusting / etc who met in a doctors office or something and who now get together every week just to drink wine and complain about taxes and anti-vaxxers. )

QUINTEN ISLEY-QUINZEL, our MATTHEW DADDARIO fc is looking for a BEST FRIEND connection who looks like PLAYERS CHOICE who is UTP years old. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they grew up together and preferably a child of one of the rogues! we can discuss details but i see them as being childhood friends and still best friends today. they would have been really important to quin when they became a father and the whole situation when they ex-fiance left, etc. )

QUINTEN ISLEY-QUINZEL, our MATTHEW DADDARIO fc is looking for a GOTHAM ACADEMY SQUAD ( ANY AMOUNT ! ) connections who looks like ALBERTO ROSENDE, EMERAUDE TOUBIA, DOMINIC SHERWOOD, ASHLEIGH MURRAY, XAVIER SERRANO, KAT MCNAMARA, HARRY SHUM JR / UTP who is BETWEEN 26-29 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( one of the characters is a hero kid– something along the lines of one of the kents or the princes, that super annoying in your face kind of goodness) and has been friends with quinten and the others since their gotham academy days. the few of them have always been an unstoppable team and are absolutely inseparable. the others i don’t have a preference for, but they’d have to be similar to quin being an anti-hero of sorts. they were best friends during high school but possibly drifted apart. no need to contact, but if you have questions, message me at RCVENANTS )

RORY HARPER, our CHELLA MAN fc is looking for OLD LEAGUE OF ASSASSINS MEMBERS connection who looks like UTP who is 16 - 32. you DON’T ) have to contact prior to applying. ( I’m looking for old partners, old mentors, old best friends, ANYONE that can fit the connection of a member of the League Rory would know. He grew up in the league and was with them until a year ago. )

TRIXIE ESPINOZA, our CHRISTIAN SERRATOS fc is looking for a GUARDIAN ANGEL, FLIPPED connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER and is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( how is it flipped, u might ask? well.. trixie is the guardian angel, in this scenario, and this person is someone she’s met along her merry way and who she’s trying to help, real lowkey. that can be in one of two ways: either they’re always in some sort of physical pain that she’s helping them with, OR they’re someone who’s usually in a lot of emotional pain, which she can hone in on with her angel given empathetic healing powers and ease. how they met and what exactly is going on is to be decided, and how they’d react to knowing that trixie spends a lot of time focusing on them and making them feel better without ever asking if she could / if they wanted her to do that is really up in the air, but… pls. )

HUGO STARK, our JOSHUA CASTILLE fc is looking for a LEAST FAVOURITE UNCLE/AUNT/ETC connection who looks like ANY AVENGER / AN ADULT WHO WOULD BE CONNECTED TO THE AVENGERS. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( DRUG TW // as a child, hugo was a nice kid. unfortunately, when he got a bit older, his teenage years became a little more troublesome, a little more tiring, and this character has definitely caught hugo doing bad things, doing drugs, etc; now that he’s an adult, it’s kind of awkward, but he’s trying )

MAGGIE THANOSDOTTIR, our ZOEY DEUTCH fc is looking for a MOM / HELA connection who looks like CATE BLANCHETT, UTP who is 1000 + YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying at BBY-THANOS. ( maggie’s relationship with her mom is complicated, she lived/ grew up with thanos and by the time she was older didn’t feel she had a strong connection with her mother and is also a lil scared of her. lots to be left up for discussion though! )

NIKKI BARTON, our PHOEBE TONKIN fc is looking for her ALMOST FOSTER PARENT / CANON OR OTHERWISE who looks like PLAYERS CHOICE and is PARENT AGED. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( right after her mom died and before her dad TECHNICALLY kidnapped her, nikki bounced from foster home to foster home a lot over a period of about three years. they most all ended badly, but there was one - the one right at the end, the one she left when her dad came back - that stuck with her, because a part of her was… sort of hoping they would want to keep her forever. they brought a softness to her that she had been pretty quickly losing, supported her when needed, were strict when they had to be, and have always been a pretty big what if in her life - making the idea of them reappearing and nikki encountering them at this point in her messy life… really interesting to me. )

VICTORIA CREED, our STELLA MAEVE fc is looking for a “HALF-SIBLING” / COUSIN connection who looks like DJ COTRONA, JASON RALPH, KATIE CASSIDY, TINASHE, ANTHONY RAMOS, PLAYERS CHOICE who is ANY AGE / PREFERABLY 26+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( so. yall best know yall can do what yall WANT, its just.. originally when i played vicki i had a wc for a “half-brother”, and i was thinking about it recently and think it could be… kinda fun. SO. this is for a kid of victor creed - either.. biologically, or another one that he just kinda . stole - that vicki actually knew during certain points of her life, because for the most part, she was pretty isolated. for whatever reason - maybe he just wanted someone to keep an eye on his investment or whatever - victor allowed these two to interact a bit more, and depending on how they were to one another, i feel that a certain loyalty definitely could have developed between them. vicki got fucked over a couple times and left in, like, japan for 9 months and a yemen prison for another six and incidents like that have dotted her life, but im kinda thinking this “half-sibling” could have been the one who.. helped her out, or was stuck there alongside her. gimme! )

WILLIAM WADE WILSON, our BRANDON FLYNN fc is looking for a MOTHER (VANESSA CARLYSLE ) connection who looks like JENNIFER GARNER, HILARY SWANK, UTP+ who is AGE you ( DON’T ) have to contact prior to applying at ( WILLICMWILSON). (honestly i’m just looking for will’s family- i’m not going to dictate what you have to do. But feel free to contact me if you have any questions before applying! )

ADRIAN TREVOR, our TOM HARDY fc is looking for an EX-FLING / MOTHER OF HIS CHILD connection who looks like EVA GREEN, MILA KUNIS, EVA LONGORIA, HOLLY MARIE COMBS who is 30+ YEARS OLD. you DO have to contact prior to applying at FIIDELIS. ( so! i won’t go into everything about this one here cause i wanna try keep it short, but basically… they were on and off and never really an official item for years - way back to when he was still in the army, meeting up and having relations whenever he was home / free for a while - and were… complete opposites. on the surface, it seemed as if she was the sweet and innocent angel, and he was this rough geezer. in actuality, SHE’S kinda cold hearted - in the best of ways - and he’s the softie, but… not many people rly knew that truth. anyway, they came to an end right around the time he got into his short lived relationship + marriage, and he always thought of her as a big “what if”… right up to last year when he discovered that after they had ended, she had moved to the states and had his son. the kid is seven now, and she never told him for obvious reasons, but he’s here only to try and make something work - he never WANTED to have a kid, but he’s not going to deny him now he knows. we can talk out p much everything, but ! yeah ! )

COOPER KENT, our DAVE FRANCO fc is looking for a BUDDING RELATIONSHIP connection who looks like GINA RODRIGUEZ, MELISSA FUMERO, KIMIKO GLENN, DIANE GUERRERO, DEBORAH ANN WOOL, UTP who is 26-35. you DO have to contact prior to applying @ coopkents or on discord! (this is something 100% new to Cooper, who finally feels comfortable looking for an actual relationship and not a string of hookups. Must love kids! Watch out though, bc he’s probably still in love with his ex and his kid won’t like you!)

COOPER KENT, our DAVE FRANCO fc is looking for a FORMER HOOK UP/HATESHIP connection who looks like GINA RODRIGUEZ, MELISSA FUMERO, KIMIKO GLENN, DIANE GUERRERO, DEBORAH ANN WOOL, UTP who is 26-34 you DO have to contact prior to applying @ coopkents or on discord! (this has probably gone on for a while, contact for more info!).

GRÁINNE CASSIDY, our SOPHIE RUNDLE fc is looking for her [ ARRANGED ] SPOUSE TO BE connection who looks like ANY FACE CLAIM and is 28+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( the only requirement that i’m going to place on this wc is that they must belong to another crime family - be it gotham based or from elsewhere. gráinne herself has come to the states with her mind on moving upwards in the world ; she herself has agreed to a union between her house and another’s, all in the name of power. in a life like HERS, bonds are made and broken easily. the only thing that can even begin to guarantee loyalty is a bond, of marriage or blood, and this is likely something that both families understand. her mother always threatened to turn her into a pawn ; gráinne has chosen to make her own moves. )

JOSEPHINE-MARIE JUDE MURDOCK, our MEAGHAN RATH fc, is looking for a EX-GIRLFRIEND connection who looks like KARRUECHE TRAN, SARA SAMPAIO, ARDEN CHO, KELSEY CHOW, EIZA GONZALEZ, OONA CHAPLIN, CANDICE PATTON, AUBREY PLAZA, AIMEE CARRERO, VELLA LOVELL / UTP who is 29-31 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they dated in high school ! back when jude was a closeted kid who went to Catholic high school so it wasn’t the most public of relationships but cute nonetheless. )

LOKI, our ZACHARY QUINTO/KATIE MCGRATH fc is looking for a SOMEONE HE HAD A CHILD W connection who looks like UTP who is 30+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( the other side of the story. not someone he fathered, but rather someone he had a child w. can be any gender for obvs reasons. how old the child is is up to u!!! )

MAKENA THURMAN, our ZOE KRAVITZ fc is looking for her TUGGED-ALONG-ON-A-STRING-EX connection who looks like RAMI MALEK, LAKEITH STANFIELD, KEKE PALMER, JANEL PARRISH / UTP who is 25+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( from the time she was nineteen to when they officially broke up, she and cooper kent had a … pretty volatile relationship. there was a lot of love, don’t get me wrong - but they were two strong personalities with a tendency to explode, and sometimes, simple arguments turned into them being “on a break”. both dated other people during such times, but this is someone who makena kind of.. led on, i suppose, for lack of a better term. they dated more than once. they were her go to, for a time, whenever she and cooper split. and she didn’t like herself for it - she’s not THAT bad - but she wasn’t ever good at being alone, meaning that it just kept happening, even if she recognized she should have let them go, because she was always going to go back to cooper. eventually, for reasons to be discussed, it did come to an end, but it had definitely already gone on for too long, and how things are now is up in the air. )

QUINTEN ISLEY-QUINZEL, our MATTHEW DADDARIO fc is looking for a EX HOOKUPS connection who looks like UTP ! who is 25-33 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( after quin came back to life he was hooking up with.. a lot of people. no strings attached kinda stuff. would’ve started in march and ended a few months ago. )

RAMONA DARKHOLME, our MADCHEN AMICK fc is looking for her EX-FLINGS / MAX. FOUR who look like WINONA RYDER, SOFIA VERGARA, PEDRO PASCAL, HUGH DANCY / UP TO PLAYER and are 35+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( romy might have lost the love of her life, but she did not lose her sex drive. i’m sure there’s a better way i could have worded that, but… whatever. over the years since her fiance passed, romy has tried many times to move on - and that means she has quite a few exes scattered about the place, all of whom she has a different dynamic with. like any ex / current fling connect, i’m most interested in discussing how it started and all with people who want to do it, cause i think that’s the best way of making unique dynamics! )

THEORA TREVOR, our KATE SIEGEL fc, is looking for a FLINGS / MAX TWO connection who looks like KARLA SOUZA, CANDICE PATTON, EIZA GONZALEZ, ROSARIO DAWSON, AJA NAOMI KING, CHYLER LEIGH, GUGU MBATHA-RAW, ROSAMUND PIKE, SAMIRA WILEY, KRYSTEN RITTER, SOFIA BOUTELLA, DIANE GUERRERO, ANA DE ARMAS, TATIANA MASLANY, MELISSA FUMERO, ERIN RICHARDS, GINA RODRIGUEZ, CONSTANCE WU, STEPHANIE BEATRIZ / UTP who is 30+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( fun flings for my lesbian who is emotionally closed off and a mess and still in love w/her ex wife. )

ADRIAN TREVOR, our TOM HARDY fc is looking for a NEW BOSS / ANYONE WHO WORKS connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER and is 30+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( right now, adrian’s main job is pouring coffee for millennials at starbucks. he’s ex-army and current gang, and he’s really not got that much going for him - but it’d be nice, if there was someone out there in a better place, job wise, willing to give him a shot. he needs to get that bread! )

ADRIAN TREVOR, our TOM HARDY fc is looking for a NEW BOSS x2 / ANY PRESS ADJACENT CHARACTER WHO WORKS connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER who is 30+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( can you tell that i literally… do not know what to refer to this connection as? lmao. anyway he’s an independent journalist - who writes things on like… avocado recipes and shit for whoever will hire him at a time - and i’m not sure on the newspaper / general press situation here, but i’d love for someone to read his writing and take him on as some sort of regular reporter. i imagine it would remain secondary to his “main” job if only because he really needs to keep himself afloat here, but over time, i’d love to see him succeed and actually become the journalist who writes about relevant things that he’s always dreamt of being. )

ANDROMEDA ROSALIE ISLEY-QUINZEL, our LANA CONDOR fc is looking for a PAST PREDICTION connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD. you DO have to contact prior to applying. ( andy PREDICTED something about this muse, in the past. how long ago and what is up to you. it was something SERIOUS, though, and most likely bad. it could be as wild as death, or marriage, or a death in the family, or a regret, etc. it’s rly up to u !! )

AVA BARTON, our LINDSEY MORGAN fc is looking for an OLD UNIT LEADER connection who looks like UTP who is 30-50 years old. you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( So between 2009-2016, Ava served in the US Marine Corps over in Afghanistan. She were part of a Special Forces unit. This muse would have been their leader for the majority (if not all) of that time. Ava was the Mechanic & is enhanced so ran in first to a LOT of situations, There was also an NPC Frank-o that was like the grumpy old man that had seen FAR too much war, as well as an NPC Simms that had 2 daughters & was a tech-geek soldier. All but Ava, & YOUR MUSE were killed in an attempt to resuce Ava being taken prisoner. Ava largely still blame themselves, but how your muse feels about all if it is TOTALLY up to you! )

BARBARA MORSE, our JESSICA ALBA fc is looking for a OLD MISSION TARGET connection who looks like UTP who is 20+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( bobbi worked with shield for a very long time! she went on various missions, undercover and classified and the like. on this particular mission, this is someone she was targetting. what for is up to you, but the options are rather open to interpretation. just generally something that would have set them against shield’s desires. )

CAROL FERRIS, our SOPHIA BUSH fc is looking for a EMPLOYEE’S OF FERRIS AIRCRAFT connection who looks like ROSS BUTLER, ASHLEIGH MURRAY, MANNY JACINTO, LUPITA NYONG’O, GUGU MBATHA-RAW, RICKY WHITTLE, CHRIS PRATT, JAMIE CLAYTON / UP TO PLAYER who is 22+ you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( carol is the CEO of ferris aircraft and has been since her dad retired when she was in her 20′s. this is mainly for people who would fly the aircrafts but also open to a possible assistant for her and people who work in the office. also, carol opened up a location in paragon when she moved there to be closer to her family. )

COOPER KENT our DAVE FRANCO fc is looking for FELLOW SINGLE PARENTS connection who looks like UTP who is 21+ YEARS OLDS you DON’T have to contact prior to applying but can @ fletchdup. (Cooper freaked the f out when he learned that he was going to be a dad, so it would have been cool for him to find others in a similar situation, or had been in that situation. Maybe they carpool and have play dates and all that.) ( noah rogers + more )

EMMA FROST, our AMBER HEARD fc is looking for her HELLFIRE CLUB INNER CIRCLE / MAX. FIVE who look like ANY FC and are 30+ YEARS OLD. you DO have to contact prior to applying at WHIITEQUEENS or DISCORD. ( out with the old, in with the new. after emma’s hellfire club takeover, the old inner circle was removed, and she’s now formed her own out of members she trusts. they’d have neat titles all sourced from a chess board, and that, plus how they met / what their connection to emma would be because they would def have one is mostly why i’m making it a contact thing cos ! i’d like for us to smooth those details out! )

EMMA FROST, our AMBER HEARD fc is looking for her SECRETARY & PERSONAL ASSISTANT’S / MAX. TWO who look like ANY FC and are 25+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( emma runs frost international, a multi-billion dollar company that deals mostly in transportation, but has started to branch out into electronics. its a full time thing and she actually… doesn’t spend all her time on it, because she’s also dedicated to remaining an active professor and is splitting time between everything. she does it quite well i’d like to imagine, but she definitely needs the added help, and that would be these chars! bonus points if they’re mutants! )

FABIAN TODD, our BOB MORLEY fc is looking for a ENEMY FROM VIGILANTE YEARS connection who looks like PLAYERS CHOICE who is ANY AGE you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( about 10+ years ago fabian was robin ( ages 14-18 ) and during that time they of course had enemies that they’d fight from time to time. could be more than one person too! )

FABIAN TODD, our BOB MORLEY fc is looking for a OLD YOUNG JUSTICE / TEEN TITANS TEAM connection who looks like PLAYERS CHOICE who is 24-32 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( about 10+ years ago fabian was robin ( ages 14-18 ) and during that time they had a team that they worked with when they weren’t working with the batfam + co. )

FLETCHER WEST, our GRANT GUSTIN fc is looking for a PATIENT connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD you DON’T have to contact prior to applying ( young medical resident Fletcher West sees a career for himself in treating/taking care of meta-humans, mutants, mutates, etc. If you gotta problem, yo he’ll solve it)

GRÁINNE CASSIDY, our SOPHIE RUNDLE fc is looking for her BAR STAFF connections who look like ANY FACE CLAIM and are 21+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( the hole in the wall - previously named the hope & anchor - is an old style pub modeled after a classic irish bar, purchased in the summer past by the cassidy family, a deed in the name of gráinne. quiet and quaint, it sits on the corner of a street in town and is seemingly the home of a group of wise men that will happily chat and tell stories to just about anyone who sits near nough to them, and while irish made pints and alcohols are definitely the speciality, after 6.pm you can order some iconic ireland meals from the dinner menu. there’s live irish trad music every tuesday and thursday, after nine, and a dj plays all the current hits at the weekend. your character could be anything from that dj to a bartender or server - any job you can think of is fair game, and gráinne isn’t too bad of a person to work for, all considered. )

GRÁINNE CASSIDY, our SOPHIE RUNDLE fc is looking for the FAMILY OF HER DECEASED SPOUSE connection who look like ANY FACE CLAIMS and are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( gráinne married at twenty six to the self professed love of her young life - someone who was better than her, who may or may not have known the full extent of the cassidy-sullivan crime families activities, but who loved her back, regardless of all else. theirs was a whirlwind romance - they had known each other before, surely, but had gotten ahead of themselves quickly once together - begun in spring and married in winter ; and when the leaves began to turn once more, and new life began to bloom, gráinne’s love was taken from her. it was her fault. whether they died for her or died because of her, details can be smoothed out, but the blame rests on only one woman’s shoulders, and their family surely KNOWS. give her people who resent that she exists. people who can’t understand why a light of their lives was extinguished, while gráinne cassidy gets to continue. give her people who can fuel her own feelings of responsibility. )

JOSEPHINE-MARIE JUDE MURDOCK, our MEAGHAN RATH fc, is looking for a ROOMMATE connection who looks like UTP who is 25+ you DON’T have to contact prior to applying at. ( jude is a pretty decent roommate. she’s more than a little melancholic and orders too much takeout but !! overall decent roommate. )

JOSEPHINE-MARIE JUDE MURDOCK, our MEAGHAN RATH fc, is looking for a ZOMBIE / BACK FROM THE DEAD CLUB connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE. you DON’T. ( not the official name but just people who are friends based on the fact that they all died and came back to life. )

KATE BISHOP, our MEDALION RAHIMI fc, is looking for CLIENTS (MULTIPLE) connection who looks like UTP who are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( kate’s a p.i., she investigates things from cheating to crimes to the occasional crime ring, so uh yeah hire this coffee-fueled mess. ) ( kena thurman, fabian todd, noah rogers + more ! )

LARS COBBLEPOT, our AARON TVEIT fc is looking for a CRIMINAL PRODIGY connection who looks like UTP who is 23+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( as somebody who’s acting father figure for the gotham rogue kids and somebody who’s grown up around the mob, he knows evil. your character is something of a prodigy to him. )

LOGAN, our HUGH JACKMAN fc is looking for SAVED MUTANTS connections who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( So we all know Logan has a habit of happening upon small mutant children that have run into some trouble. The details of this are VERY open to each specific muse, but basically Logan found these connections in a tough spot, then probably brought them to Xavier’s (or, more recently, Paragon) for help. )

LOGAN, our HUGH JACKMAN fc is looking for WEAPON X connections who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( The only requirement of this connection is that the muse was somehow affiliated with Weapon X, and somehow had contact with Logan at some point. Very loose & open, we can decide whether they’re allies or enemies or somewhere in between, and where things go! )

LOGAN, our HUGH JACKMAN fc is looking for PEOPLE HE’S HELPED connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( This is vague because there are SO MANY possibilities. Logan has travelled far and wide, and if a major issue comes up somewhere around him and catches his attention? You bet he tried to help somehow. This could range from like…. helping someone escape an abusive partner to stopping a small town from falling into the hands of total corruption. Come at me with your ideas!!! )

LOKI, our ZACHARY QUINTO/KATIE MCGRATH fc is looking for a SOMEONE HE PRETENDED TO BE SOMEONE ELSE WITH, EXTENDEDLY connection who looks like UTP. who is 26+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( for them, he pretended to be a different person… for a very extended period of time. it’s a trick he played often, but for them it was honestly excessive. the nature of their relationship is up to you, but upon coming to paragon this person finds out that loki is LOKI ! god of mischief, stories, lies, what have u. they’re probs pissed sksk )

LORNA DANE, our JENNIFER MORRISON fc is looking for a PROTEGE FOR THE MUTANT UNDERGROUND connection who looks like UTP who is 25-35 you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( This is someone that Lorna would have already known for a while, and perhaps has even already begun training to take over in the Underground. She works pretty actively with them, trying to find & create safe places for mutants in the world. This muse is someone who Lorna trusts, and it trying to teach everything them everything she knows. )

MAKENA THURMAN, our ZOE KRAVITZ fc is looking for her EX HOUSEMATE connection who looks like PIPPA SOO, ALFIE ENOCH, HAYLEY LAW, JOHN BOYEGA / UTP who is 25+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( in the years before her daughter was born, makena wasn’t always the most stable of people. she’s also never exactly been the WORST, but… she’s always had a lot of issues with keeping her emotions in check, and she used to be horribly selfish and petty, at the worst of times. after becoming friends in college, she and this character decided to get an apartment together and split the costs - but after a few months of this, shit hit the fan, and kena fucked up in a way that she couldn’t go back from, resulting in them kicking her out. they’ve barely spoken since, and she harbors.. a lot of resentment, for that fateful event. )

MORGAN ROTH, our SOFIA CARSON fc is, looking for a SKEPTIC connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( basically just someone who doesn’t believe in their whole psychic shtick and generally just sees her as a fraud. )

NIKKI BARTON, our PHOEBE TONKIN fc is looking for a EX-CLIENTS connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER who is ANY AGE you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( i’m gonna keep this one a little vague, cause.. i wanna leave it open to multiple people, and i think every single one of those could have a different sort of dynamic with her. nikki used to work as a drugrunner for a major dealer named callum. he was, for want of a better description - an abusive piece of shit, and he continued to be that right up until nikki killed him in self defense. HOWEVER, before he died and she got carted off to jail, nikki used to do a lot of jobs for him, and they led her across states. she would have rubbed shoulders with a lot of not so great people, but also some kinda ok ones. some might have heard what happened, others won’t and might be kinda confused about what the FUCK happened to their supply, but either way.. i want. also. callum coulda had some other helpers. idk. i just want it ALL. )

NIKKI BARTON, our PHOEBE TONKIN fc is looking for a TUTOR connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER who is 20+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( nikki is! not great! at anything, really, but specifically college. she barely got her ged, and she’s been scraping by since trying to make herself do well. i want for her to have someone she sees regularly - and either gets along with or DOESN’T - who helps her out with her studies, because while she’s messy and it mightn’t seem it, succeeding and doing something good in her life is actually her lowkey dream, and she doesn’t want to flunk if possible. )

QUINTEN ISLEY-QUINZEL, our MATTHEW DADDARIO fc is looking for a NECROMANCER / PERSON WHO HELPED BRING HIM BACK TO LIFE connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( this is for the necromancer that helped bring quin back to life ! i see them having a kind of connection due to it ? but we can plot it out ! )

RAMONA DARKHOLME, our MADCHEN AMICK fc is looking for their EX-BROTHERHOOD GROUP MEMBERS connection who look like WINONA RYDER, PEDRO PASCAL, JADA PINKETT SMITH, ANGELA BASSETT, HALLY BERRY, NORMAN REEDUS, KEANU REEVES / PLAYERS CHOICE, MUST BE 40+ THO who are 45+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( any of them can maybe be kids of canons, depending ON the canon?? anyway. all of them - preferably about.. five, ig - are surviving members of the brotherhood group that romy ran, some nineteen years ago. they all worked together for YEARS, moving around europe a lot but spending some time settled in rural germany, which was ultimately where their particular crusade seemed to come to an end. intolerant humans attacked them, most were killed, and those that ran were assumed dead / assumed they were the only survivors, pretty much ‘til now. romy back means they’re probably gonna maybe want to restart what they were doing before, and this connection could rly go.. any way. maybe romy - ran into one of them at some point in the past, and relieved they were alive, kept in contact to call them someday, leading to their reunion now. maybe they’ve seen a familiar name in the paper, or on the paragon website. maybe this is just where the wind has blown them. i lov the idea of this squad, ‘kay, cos.. they spent a chunk of their time together, and for romy, they were less friends more #fam )

THEORA TREVOR, our KATE SIEGEL fc, is looking for a FRIEND / LOVED ONE OF THE PERSON SHE COULDN’T SAVE connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE who is ANY AGE. you DO have to contact prior to applying at WVTCHFUL. ( when she was thirty, theora couldn’t save someone. she was a bit too reckless, and they were collateral damage essentially. it’s the reason theora stopped being a hero and the reason she hates herself. this is for someone that hates theora almost as much as she hates herself because of that. )

TRIXIE ESPINOZA, our CHRISTIAN SERRATOS fc is looking for her NON-BELIEVER who look like UP TO PLAYER and is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( allow me introduce… the bitch that rly deserves to not be believed every once in a while. trixie’s parents chloe and dan might be entirely human - albeit, blessed - but her STEPFATHER is another story altogether, and given that she’s grown up aware of the fact that he’s the devil / his family are all angels / his friends are demons… she’s very comfortable with talking about it and all, and does that quite freely. given that line of talk can be pretty controversial, i’d love for her to have someone in her life.. a friend.. enemy.. frenemy, maybe.. who just. can’t believe her. they refuse to believe what she’s telling them about her family, for whatever reason, and this leads to.. so many arguments and debates. )

TRIXIE ESPINOZA, our CHRISTIAN SERRATOS fc is looking for MORTUARY COWORKERS who look like UP TO PLAYER and are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( so !! trixie currently works at the local morgue, and as of right now… i think she’s the only one who does? and i’d love for her to have some coworkers there, cause it’s obviously such a heavy job, and i think… while it doesn’t phase trix, it would still be nice for her to have people who can relate to how TOUGH it can be sometimes, and who she can kind of have developed a little something something with. )

VICTORIA CREED, our STELLA MAEVE fc is looking for her THERAPIST who looks like UP TO PLAYER and is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( victoria is just the latest in a line of traumatized students to begin attending the school / living in paragon, but… when i say she’d really benefit from having someone who’s trying to listen and understand and help her… i mean it. they don’t even have to be fully licensed therapists - and part of me kind of loves if it’s just someone doing this out of the goodness of their heart. she’s spent twenty six years being broken down into a shell of an actual human being, and under her “fathers” thumb, she’s never developed any sort of emotional or social or, well, normal skills needed to live, and really suffered every sort of abuse a person could. she certainly has some sort of stockholm syndrome from it all that’s going to be hard to break through, and she just needs someone who’ll listen, and hear her, and then.. offer a shoulder to lean on, or offer words that might help her through. )

ZIVA MIZRAHI, our INBAR LAVI fc is looking for her EX SHIELD PARTNER connection who looks like UTP and who is 28+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( five years ago, ziva was sent on a mission by shield that ended in her capture, and since the whole team she was with on that mission was killed, it was presumed that she did too. her previous partner of almost ten years moved on because that was all that could be done, and when she returned to the rumormill gone wild and a huge amount of the younger agents presuming she had been working with the enemy / abandoned her team to death, the decision was made for one reason or another that they wouldn’t become partners once more. either it was a case of they had found a new partner they were happy with, or they believed the rumors and didn’t want to work w her anymore, or they had grieved her and didn’t know how to look at her the same - the possibilities for WHY are endless, but they were definitely one of ziva’s closest friends prior, so it would b very interesting to explore what their dynamic has turned into now! )

ZIVA MIZRAHI, our INBAR LAVI fc is looking for her PERSON SELLING SHIELD INTEL connection who looks like UTP and who is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they would be a shield agent, but what separates them from most is for whatever reason - be it nefarious or something closer in line with money troubles - they’ve been selling information on shield to the highest bidder. five years ago, ziva was sent on a mission with a handful of agents she had never really worked with before, and because of information that they gave - and the fact that they, or another, heavily implied that because of her shield upbringing ziva would be the one with the most intel on that team - the mission was compromised from the get go, and while ziva was captured, everyone else was wiped out. she suffered over a year at the hands of her captors and meanwhile, everyone back home fully believed that she was dead. what they did could weigh on them, or it might not. if it’s a case of something more innocent whereby they’ve needed the money gained from selling secrets, it could even be that they didn’t realize that the info they were giving was going to lead that particular buyer where it did. again, if not, it could be because they have a grudge against ziva for some reason we can talk out or smth. i’m v much into the idea of this and ! would love for it to b taken ! so pls ! do the thing ! )

ZIVA MIZRAHI, our INBAR LAVI fc is looking for her SENIOR AGENTS SHE SPENT TIME WITH GROWING UP / LIMITLESS connection who look like UTP and who are 28+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( ziva basically lived at headquarters from the time she was brought in - age six - to now, and while nick and natasha were her primary caregivers, she was often shuttled between different agents during down periods or whatnot. basically, if she for some reason couldn’t stay at shield itself, or there was a holiday - like thanksgiving, christmas, easter, her birthday - coming up, she’d be taken in briefly by a senior agent or their family and given a place to stay for a bit before such a time as she returned. )

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