#mainly with my headcanons because i gave her some piercings

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Our Fiery Friend

[karmathehalflander]

Some doodles of what I imagine the dragonets of destiny look like.

design notes:

Starflight: normally i headcanon night wings have bright star patterns on them but because Starflight grew up without moonlight I image he remained very dark and plain.

Tsunami: dark teeth mainly because I think it looks cool. I gave her pearls! I like the juxtaposition of her tomboyish and rugged appearance with very dainty jewelry (she’s my favorite design)

Sunny: I wanted her to have some subtle nightwing features. Mainly her fleshy nose that while resembling a nightwings could be brushed off as a weird mutation of a nose horn. That’s also why I gave her dark brown freckles, chunky horns, and light scales down her neck. They could all pass as variants a sandwing could have but together they make her look a bit off.

Glory: I struggle with her color palette so much but I really like what I finally settled on. I also think her horns look cool.

Clay: nothing of note really. I gave him some whiskers for fun and decided he needed pierced ears.

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Some Stardew Valley redesigns/reimaginings!! these pics were about a week apart from one another so theyre in two different styles lol

some explainations below the cut!

For Context: A lot of these headcanons are based off of my own personal lived experiences! They're also just my preferences for their characters in general. I have only romanced Sebastian in-game but looked at Alex's Wiki page for context on the background for his character. I don't really know much about him canon wise, I've only read fanfics with him in it LOL ANWAY!

Sebastian: -25 yrs old + Transman + Gay/MLM -I really liked how he had a motorcycle in-game but thought that there wasn't much to say about it, so I wanted to make it apart of his core as a character! He's a sport motorcyclist as a hobby. He loves high speed racing.

-He's still a programmer, but he's now a Game designer! This is mainly because my lovely boyfriend is a game designer irl and he's like my muse and I love cramming his traits into my favorite characters.

-He plays bass istead of keyboard in Sam's band. I dunno, I think keyboard is fun and all (i actually own two keyboards and played piano in hs) but like. cmon. Bass would suit him so much better.

-I gave him a battle jacket he wears over his normal hoodie. I feel like he has a couple of these from over the years that are DIY with his ever growing music taste. Battle jackets are such a staple in the alt music scene I felt like its a crime he doesn't have one in game. Sebastian you would love battle jackets.

-His motorcycle is a sportsbike instead of a standard/chopper. His helmet also resembles a cat, but definitely not on purpose! Definitely not.

-He has a LOT of scars. Some self inflicted (but he's recovering), others from surgery! He has top surgery scars designed to resemble spider webs, a phaloplasty skin graft scar on his left arm, and gnarly huge scars on his ribs down to his legs.

-He suffered a motorcycle accident resulting in his bike being damaged as well as giving him a limp. He's constantly fixing up his bike since then, wanting to ensure another wipe out won't happen again and that his bike is reall okay to ride again.

-HIS PIERCINNGNSSSSS he has a shit ton of piercings! Not shown, he has a Jacob's ladder piercing. :3c

-His personality doesn't really change much from in-game. I'd personally prefer if he was less bitchy and more just a rarely speaking type. The kind to keep his comments to himself. Bitching about your step sibling and your step dad gets stale, bro

Alex: (Sorry to any alex fans, I changed him a LOT)

-27 + Cismale + Closeted Bisexual

-An ex-pro hockey player (goalie). I don't really care for "gridball" since it's just a couple of sports mixed together (from my understanding) so I decided to just give him a real world sport to play. Plus, hockey just kind of suits him for some reason?? I dunno

-Moved back to Pelican town after the news of his Mother's condition worsening and his Father jumping ship. In my version, he got recruited straight out of highschool to go pro for hockey. He had reservations about leaving his Mother with his Dad, but decided it was the best solution to the shitty situation. This way, he'd have more money to help her medical costs since his Dad's insurance was shitty anyway. A few years go by with constant health updates from his Grandparents, when one day his Dad just calls it quits on caregiving, deciding he doesn't want to waste his life away caring for his wife, and leaves. Without physical support from his Father to help around the house and help his Mother, Alex makes the choice to move back home and become his Mother's caregiver. He struggles with the emotional weight of this job ontop of how extremely demanding it is, but does his best for his Mother. She dies, and now he's taking care of his Grandparents. -I really wanted him to be a caregiver to his grandparents because my family were caregivers to both my Mother and my Father's parents LOL we spent all 23 years of my life taking care of them, so i thought it would be fun to think about. I imagine Evelyn and George to be my grandparents and constantly give them their favorite gifts in-game. (mainly george. i love him) (hes not homophobic hes just OLD and STUPID i LOVE HIM !!!!!!)

-Alex is constantly worried he won't be the same after caregiving for this long. He's worried he won't be able to go back to pro-hockey without reliving the stress of his mother's death. He's been having trouble keeping asleep at night, often waking up every few hours and being completely restless. He'll decompress at the sauna at unbearable hours of the night just because he can't sleep.

-He's the town helper! I thought it would be cute if he's the guy the town usually went to if they needed serious physical help with something, like setting up festival decorations, fixing fenceposts, shit like that. He loves helping out the town and INSISTS sometimes to be the one to fix a problem. When the farmer first comes into town and starts being the more dependable one, he starts feeling hopeless and easily emotionally distant. It's hard being the one everyone depended on to suddenly not being needed anymore. (It's not all entirely in his head, but he gets really worked up sometimes about feeling useless)

-Still an arrogant little shit! Instead of dreams of stardom, it's kind of a "washed up" celebrity kind of arrogance. He thinks he's hot shit because he travelled the world playing games for a couple of years. This backfires in his face, he'll sometimes sit for too long on his "glory days" and spiral, getting depressed about not playing anymore and his role as a caregiver despite loving his grandparents immensely.

-This headcanon is just silly but i think he likes to fish. He's so arrogant that he thinks hes amazing at it but fish rarely bite his line and when they do, they drag him into the river or sand at the beach. It's even more embarrassing because he thinks he's fine and continues to fish despite having sand and dirt all over himself.

-He's covered in moles! I also gave him freckles in places where his skin sees the most sun. (He's also got chest hair bc yall know i love hair on a man LMAO)

anyway. Long post! My bad. I was thinking of writing some Stardew Valley fanfics while working on some other stuff bc I want to explore my versions of Alex and Seb, and also maybe they explore each others bodies???? Let me know if that's something you'd guys like to read/offer up suggestions!!!

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percy jackson headcanons + panel edits (long post, hcs under the cut. only grover, annabeth, and percy. i use the homestuck troll quadrants to describe their relationships)

in order: annabeth, percy, grover

some notes on their designs: they all have a lot more scars, grover’s mainly being on his legs from running through forests, annabeth’s mainly being on her sides (as she gets too cocky during fights and leaves them open on accident), and percy’s mainly being on her chest. annabeth and percy look really similar, but they’re not intended to be, just how picrew works ykyk. grover wears sunglasses and really baggy clothes to hide his goat features. percy is fem as hell and would prob love skirts, but i didnt really like any of them in the picrew.

percy

🐟 if you think hes cis, straight, or white ur crazy

🐟 on that note. Trans girl who uses she/he/bite, biromantic asexual but romance repulsed attraction to men due to trauma, and she’s latino, black, and libyan

🐟 i see people headcanon her name as persephone a lot and while i do love that to me shes parand and still goes by percy!

🐟 middle kid regressor, prob 7-13. i dont think bite would change much in terms of personality, besides maybe being louder due to lack of volume control

🐟 solarpunk, afropunk, hopepunk, and underseapunk for sure. she is an ACTIVIST!!! he, his siblings, his mom, and grover go to protests together im correct

🐟 fav bands: my chemical romance, pleasure venom, fea, meet me @ the altar, the tuts, and la armada. i dont listen to pierce the veil but maybe them too?

🐟 sharkhearted, aquatickin, and oceankin!

🐟 radicalized the rest of the 7, and while bite grew up with punk beliefs (ty sally), i think thalia was the one who gave her the final push ykyk?

🐟 he is NOT skinny and he does NOT have a 6 pack!! listen. most of bites exercise comes from combat and strength training. and typically, strength training (ESPECIALLY combat) doesnt focus heavily on bodybuilding. My girl is big and has muscles and is proud

🐟 collects comic books, legos, and video games! favorite comic run is napalm lullaby, doesnt have a favorite lego set but has a small ocean animals one she bought second hand that she pulls apart and puts together again for comfort, and she doesnt have a favorite video game but the one she replays the most is is sonic adventures 2! video games are his special interest (did i mention i hc him as autistic. Well that too. bite’s audhd dyslexic)

🐟 isnt dating annabeth anymore (in my perfect world). the two broke up and both are way happier and healthier as adults. i think that annabeth needed to be away from percy to get better, and percy COULDNT be better with annabeth.

🐟 (i do think theyd have the best femme&butch solidarity as friends once they are both ready to do so! just need time for healing and all, ykyk?)

🐟 jason is her ex-moirail and her auspitice for her and annabeth! jason stops them from entering an abusive pitch relationship. used to be clarrise’s kismesis, but broke it off to take a break from relationships (reason he broke off from being jason’s moirail)

annabeth

📘 i dont have many hcs for her because to me, shes a better character concept then character

📘 my girl is butch trust meeee. “oh shes so fem and percys strong fem gf” HER? HERR?? THAT ANNABETH? OUR ANNABETH?

📘 she/they demi-caedromantic butch lesbian demigirl. i think a lot of pjo characters like multiple genders in theory, but due to trauma, have lost most (or all) attraction to them. to me, she used to be interested in romance, but fell off from that after everything happened

📘 does NOT get good grades. I love her and i think shes actually smart because she likes to study, but like… my girl has dyslexia and adhd. and their mom is the goddess of WISDOM, not INTELLIGENCE. theres no way theyre getting all As and Bs

📘 afropunk and anarchopunk. shes not as active in local scenes due to them bouncing around (though their heart will always be in the punk scene in LA), but if theres a protest in her general area THEYRE GOING. i also think theyre riot grrrl but only after ending her relationship with percy and getting better as a person

📘 fav bands (during relationship, im not sure what she’d listen to post-percabeth): mel bryant & the mercy makers, the muslims, pat the bunny, mischief brew, big joanie, violent femmes, boygenius. i think she was largely influenced by grover and thalia, but starts really developing her own music taste when they settle down in their own life

📘 her hair is FUCKED UP. she tries to take good care of it!! they really do!! but after years of living in a camp with not a whole lot of access to supplies for their hair type, and then living on a BOAT with even LESS access, their hair is really damaged. all the seven have fucked up hair, but theirs especially, since they were under so much stress that she didn’t care much for upkeep.

📘 was radicalized to be anarchopunk and afropunk by thalia, but became riot grrrl thanks to piper’s influence

📘 not autistic (in the books, maybe the show). i personally dont see her as having many autistic traits (though they DEF have adhd traits and its insane people dont acknowledge that a lot). but yeah i just? cant see it? idk

📘 when they were dating percy they didnt realize they didnt actually have feelings and was just comphet. this led to a really unhealthy relationship. then by the time she realized the feelings had developed to just hate and they felt bad leaving. they eventually separated and she got a lot better

📘 away from dating for a while, but has a small, unrequited pale crush on piper

grover

🫐 GROVERRRRR guys hes one of my favs unironically

🫐 mixed african american-indian guy whos a t4t bisexual trans guy and uses he/him. “oh but all satyrs are male” yeah but also this is a book series that has been inaccurate about greek mythology since the beginning so shh

🫐 carries iron supplements with him because while he’s used to relying on hay and feed for iron, he can’t exactly do that disguised as a human

🫐 his handwriting is SHIT. i think most of his handwriting comes from signing himself up for things so that means he constantly looks like he’s signing his signature. only juniper can somewhat make it out and thats because hers is just as bad

🫐 solarpunk, afropunk, and hopepunk!!!! he is literally the og solarpunk trust me.

🫐 fav bands: punk on toast, earth 2 tiffany, tell everyone we’re dead, the tuts, be steadwell, zaphyria

🫐 age regresses to rlly young with no cg! he doesnt particularly want one either? hes just doing his own thing. percy is his playmate :)

🫐 not my headcanon but my friend says hed be really tenderheaded, like as in “can barely do his own hair without it hurting”. idk how accurate this is but i agree because my friend says so

🫐 used to get roped into the stoll’s pranks. he’d help them sneak onto the strawberry trucks, steal things, etc. eventually stopped as he got more anxious, but he and the stolls are still fairly close and he’ll still help them play pranks on occasion

🫐 fruits are his ultimate safe foods! strawberries, apples, whatever! he keeps a packet of fruit on him everywhere he goes for snacks

🫐 sees thalia, annabeth, and percy as his younger siblings. i think he deserves to be their proud older brother, as a treat <3. used to see luke as the same way, but not anymore for obvious reasons

🫐 juniper is her one and only matesprit!

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Frankie’s got me falling apart

Frankie Stein my beloved! G3 has given me a newfound appreciation for Frankie.

As usual, this is by no means a G3 hate post or account. If you hate G3, keep it to yourself or tell someone who cares. This post is about G1 and my take on it. Don’t like it? Leave.

Anyways with that out of the way, onto some design explanation and general info about my version of Frankie!

First of all, you’ll notice right away I changed a lot of things on them. Frankie is a Frankenstein’s monster, an amalgamation of dead body parts. So I tried to make the mismatched vibe a little more obvious. Both with patches of a deeper green for the skin, and with two different eye shapes. I also made her hair texture more puffy like her mothers hair, mainly just because I thought it’d look cute. I made it mainly black instead of mainly white because I thought it looks nicer, and now it’s just white and black instead of white grey and black.

As for their outfit, it’s always bugged me that Frankie has like, hardly any red in her design? Which is wild I know, I know her main color is green, but it just feels like… not enough for an accent color. And their random purple eyeshadow is just, odd to me. So I gave them more red in the design, keeping it as an accent color while still letting the deep green shine. Frankie also has always felt like one of the most Alt to me of the main group, so I tried to incorporate more edge with the tattered sweater vest and extra fishnets, as well as piercings, because I love them. I just tried to embrace the prep punk aesthetic she had going on.

Onto headcanons, or I guess canon for my designs? (Idk)

Frankie is non-binary. I love it, non-binary Frankie is like, I can’t unsee it now. Anyways g1 is a she/they to me, or maybe a they/she. As for sexuality, I’d say probably pan, and, importantly, polyamorous. G1 Frankie always felt polyamorous to me and so I felt the need to incorporate that into this. After all, Frankie has had the most amount of love interests. If I had to ship her with someone I’d say Jackson and Holt, it’s super cute. And also because as much as I love g3 Clankie I just, don’t really see it with G1, even if it does have that interest of like, mean girl x new kid that I usually love so much.

[elfdyke]

do you have any nica pierce and tiffany valentine headcanons?

letting this ask age like fine wine until i got to the perfect point to answer it which is right now i guess <3

im not sure if you were asking for them separately or as a ship but uhhhh ill just cover all my bases ^_^

when nica was in college she was kind of a heart breaker. she hadn’t dated very much in highschool, probably just some boy for a few months, mainly out of a feeling of obligation, but she really hits her stride in college. it helps because shes finally on her own, she can spread her wings without the burden of feeling like the pitiful disabled girl with the mentally ill mother. in college she gets to be witty and charming and make friends who dont know her dreary backstory. also in college she realizes she is in fact a lesbian.. <3 (insert obligatory changing my major reference thank you kora)

nica’s kind of reveling in the discovery of women and kissing women and being with women and well she is all about that but i fear that she is a huge commitmentphobe is the problem. the list of messy exes and ghosted one night stands is something that honestly embarrasses nica but well you see they were too clingy ! (wanted to sleep over after having sex) they were too pushy and nosey! (asked about her childhood)

basically um. well imagine growing up and your mother drills it into you over and over again that the scariest most dangerous thing you can do is fall in love with someone. that no matter what nica does, dont love another person. dont open yourself up to the hurt, the pain, the loss. and nica rebuffs it because of course she does. she resents her mother for thinking nica cant handle herself, handle possible loss or pain, but she grew up on this, this fear and anguish seeped into her brain and now she herself is terrified of that possible loss. so she simply does not open herself up to that! which is actually what is so funny but also perfect about tiffanica to me. nica so resistent and fearful of commitment and mutual love that it takes another woman literally keeping her in their house like a wounded bird for her to get the kind of exposure therapy she needed to see that maybe being loved is not the terrible thing she grew up thinking it would be

oh also i really believe that sarah pierce has had a few suicide scares in the past, and that was particularly hard when barb was away from home (nica would be 12-18 all by herself with her mother). nica feels extremely responsible for her mothers mental health and keeping her safe. in fact i genuinely believe that the reason nica is at home in curse is not because of her own health reasons but because sarahs mental health took a pretty drastic drip and, of course barb refused to take care of her (she wanted to send her to a care home/or a ward), so nica swallowed her pride and gave up her independence to move back with her mother and keep an eye on her while she got better. i genuinely believe this is canon i wont lie, i feel like its very well supported in the text and implications of the movie.. but im just throwing it in here because i like spreading the good word

so for tiffany its pretty much canon that she meets chucky when shes uhhh 19 if we are being generous. shes very young. and hes in his late 20s </3. so well for tiffany i think she had a very messy time in her teenage years. a lot of intense relationships that were not good for her at all, she wanted to feel something, feel alive and in control but these men dont really wake that feeling up in her. she’s not careful with herself, i wouldnt call her suicidal but shes not very concerned with her life. visiting bars and hooking up with dangerous looking men for a thrill, shes kind of just waiting to get murdered about it the rate shes going. but when she meets chucky the pieces just fall into place. their relationship is so turbulent and exciting and dangerous and everything tiffany thought she wanted. but chucky is on a level above tiffany, hes colder, more calculating, more manipulative and dangerous, despite how badly tiffany wants to be just as despicable as him.

this isnt so much a headcanon but uhhhh. the fact that tiffany and chucky are together for 2 years before he dies. the fact that chucky kills her mother.. ^_^ um well i think that was probably just about the most fucked up thing. you have no one but me. she was holding you back. she wanted to stop you, but i want to set you free. etc etc etc… AGHH. when youre wrapped up so tightly in another person like that, in such a twisted and desperate and unhealthy way, it really does make sense that tiffany is obsessed with chucky ten years later. especially the fact that in that time she had idealized him so severely, i really believe that tiffany had completely twisted their relationship up in her head in the 10 years he was gone. she convinces herself that what they had was magical, that he was the one for her, that he was more loving than he actually was, that he held a certain amount of tenderness for her that shes emphasized in her mind. that she was the villain in their relationship, the desperate jealous bitch who hurt her loving boyfriend, without even giving him a chance. she gets the chucky heart tattoo when she finds out he dies, revels in the pain. she deserves to hurt after what she did. its less of a tattoo and more of a brand

hmmm kind of headcanon but also kind of implied canon due to jennifer and fiona’s machinations.. but i really like the concept of tiffany and nica having a very complicated and interesting dynamic post cult. the first time tiffany meets nica properly, is after chucky has hurt her. maybe he hit her or said something particularly hurtful, but she swings back and hits him across the face and well. out comes nica. this is how they meet the first few times. nica manages to wrangle her anxiety and panic under control, seeing the way that tiffany is so hysterically upset and anguished. and she comforts her. she doesnt know what else to do, she hates tiffany, cant look at her without hearing “she’s dead, miss pierce” ringing in her ears but the longer tiffany spends sobbing in nicas arms, she doesnt feel that burning hatred in the pit of her stomach. the fear kind of subsides a little too, not by much, but its not the overwhelming blind panic she felt the first time this happened. shes realizing that tiffany is not the cold calculating villain that she had believed her to be. that shes broken, hurting and scared, and desperately in love with chucky, someone who cant love her back the way she wants, the way she needs.. nica pities her

also the rest of my tiffanica thoughts lie squarely in the alternate but better reality where nica never gets dismembered and tiffany exorcises chucky from her body, so them living in tiffanys house together is a lot more like. focused on their dynamic and how they learn to care for each other in a way that makes sense to both of them. its kind of everything to me.. ^_^

OH one additional silly headcanon i have is that barb owned a copy of bound, but she left it at home after leaving to college, and a young nica ends up stumbling upon it and well um. it in fact does affect her in ways.

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Can I have 5 headcanons/ideas for Marr/Aris/Jadus AU?

Indulging myself in an Once Upon An AU to continue my fill of swtor creativity outside of mainverse, so why not!

the concept of the AU was "what if Jadus did not turn themselves into a villain and secretly gained unlikely alliances to oppose against the Emperor."

A/N for those who don't know: both Marr and Jadus are non-human trans women.

SFW:

Jadus and Marr had history in the past (much like mainverse), their relationship had been estranged since the ascension but the two still communicated for the sake of keeping the Empire together and put the Dark Council in line. The spark between them somewhat died at first but was rekindled years later when Arisaira came along into their lives since she accepted the role as Jadus' Hand.

Being high ranking Siths (and Dark Councillors) they would get fiercely protective over Arisaira. They know she can handle herself but that never stopped them from grown wary of other power-hungry Siths around her so they resort to teach her self-defence against Force-Users.

It took some alot of convincing from Jadus to encourage Marr to unmask to Arisaira after they get into relationsip. Jadus insisted with "I've seen you without your mask many times, Marr, I'm sure our Arisaira will find you attractive as I am." "That's not reassuring, Jadus." "Or alternatively, the mask stays on in bed? I'm sure we'll arrange that." cue Marr gave a deadpan stare at the rather amused Jadus.

When they all mutually agreed to go into polyamorous relationship, Jadus would have to order the king-sized bed for the three of them to sleep altogether--mainly because of theirs and Marr's height and size.

Arisaira is the small spoon and felt more safer sleeping in the middle between, so cuddles from not one but two partners are nice.

NSFW, under readmore.

Both Marr and Jadus are the doms in the relationship equally, whereas Arisaira is the sub. Not that she minded though, she may secretly enjoy being sandwiched between two strong, buff women. Jadus and Marr know this.

Sometimes, Marr liked to watch Arisaira and Jadus going at it before they join them for a threesome. Sometimes, Jadus and Marr would team up by tying Arisaira up to the bed for teasing them resulting in her watching them fuck in front of her.

Ok but the fact Arisaira really loves boobs and she cannot lie? She would definitely enjoy playing Jadus' and Marr's boobs and tease them with her fingers and tongue.

They respect boundaries and always have a safeword ready. Consent and aftercare are a must due to Marr and Jadus having a LOT OF STAMINAS and they can go round for hours with Arisaira.

Voice kink play a huuuuge role because Jadus and Marr know their deep voices turn Arisaira on. Oh and lastly? Arisaira has a tongue piercing and well, she'll definitely knows how to make her partners very vocal with their grunts and groans when she put her tongue on their gentials. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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Hazbin Hotel Universe x RWBY character cross over, as well as some fictional elements that are unique to my own story that's similar in theme but older than Hazbin's public appearance.

Short Bio and Headcanons:

Qrow Branwen.

He's polygamous: (Mainly because I like to keep my mind open to various ships, as well as I'd like to continue my main OTP which is between him and my main OC.)

Raven is there as well, but they absolutely hate eachother, they just tolerate eachother's existence for the sake of professionalism, as they work together as bounty hunters on a team.

-Qrow's favorite thing ever is Nutty Buddies, this is relevant because one time Raven stole one, and Qrow legitimately Bitch slapped her over it. DON'T FUCK WITH HIS NUTTY BUDDIES DAMMIT! XD

Qrow may have a thing for goth chicks, considering his two current relationships are with a girl who can also turn into a bird named Aero, who wears goth/punk asthetic. (Friend's OC.) And another girl named Texas, who is big tiddied, hellhound, goth gf. (My OC.) No boyfriends yet, unless Tex technically counts because she's a hermaphrodite, but I plan on changing that soon. (Laughs evily.)

Qrow plays Dungeons and Dragons: Qrow plays as a light purple tiefling named Intiko (Indigo in Tamil) who is a home brew class known as escort. (Weaponized male prostitute.) Raven plays as Intiko's twin sister who is a Dark purple Tiefling, named Aristarus, Aris for short, a complete mad lad and agent of chaos who is a warlock.

So any of you who've heard of Hazbin Hotel knows that the story takes place in Hell. So why is Qrow there?

Qrow is part of a bounty team that was sent out to hell from a limbo like region that's lore from a comic I wrote some years back. He is dead, and how he died was rather heroic in nature. It takes place after the events of volume 6 where Qrow decides to quit drinking, however he doesn't quit in time, and slowly over time he has been dying of liver failure. Eventually he would be relaxing in his death bed, spending what little time he had left with Yang and Ruby, only for the hospital they were staying in to be attacked by Tyrian. Qrow tries the best to hold him off to the best of his ability, and Ruby and Yang try to help him, but he tells them to leave, he's going to die anyways, might as well die a hero, by his own words, and so he dies trying to defend against Tyrian in a sickly state.

He'd find himself in the afterlife, unsure of exactly what to do with himself, and so he decides to take on training courses to become a bounty hunter, where he ends up joining a team of bounty hunters that he happens to share with Raven. (I might make a post in the future explaining how she died, but for now, here's this.)

The art below is mine. The first piece ties close into his original design but with some more elegant features such as lace leggings underneath, and lace gloves, plus I gave him black finger nails, because yes. I also changed his cape design a little to also be a bit more thrilly in nature. Gave him ear piercings because yes, and flipped the cross upside down because why not??? The last two designs are more for formal days, the turtleneck being because I saw someone else draw him in a turtleneck, (I can't remember their name, but I'll look around for them and credit them.) And so I put my own spin on the turtle neck. It was supposed to be a black velvet, but I didn't do it very well. TwT. The second design taking a more elegent approach, especially with the corset esque midsection. Fucking hell yes. And the over all use in both pieces of knee high boots. UwU. Also I have a soft spot for sunglasses so I'd figured I'd see what he looks like in them, and let me just say. Dayum...

Anyways, hope you enjoy my trashtastic Au, headcanons and art.

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Stickers And Sweets

summary: some gojo satoru self-shipping headcanons with small drabbles sprinkled in for the headcanons i favored/had more of an idea of.

warnings: major spoilers!!!! trauma/angst

genre: fluff and cheesy stuff, angst/comfort

a/n: i have been simping for this man since i started juju, and even before that. look i watched episode seven today(lmao the second of january was when i started writing this) of jjk and i am... simping. ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG MY WRITING BRAIN IS DUMBB

-i don’t have a concrete idea on how we meet

-but i’m thinking that if i am a jujutsu sorcerer, we probably met at jujutsu high?? for him it kinda just... formed from afar

-gojo pegs me at the time to not pay attention in class, and would get into trouble for that, despite having absolutely perfect grades and doing completely fine in the class

-(he’s a jokester too, but won’t be annoyingly distracting, “people like that are annoying, and probably won’t get very far as a sorcerer, or at life in general.” he’d say)

-he sat at one side of the classroom and i would be sat at the other, and he quickly noticed that his gaze would shift over to look at me, lingering for a moment before breaking it away with a light blush

-but eventually, when seating was changed(i don’t know how it works where juju is set so just work with me here), he was set to be seated by me, and that’s how we start talking

-slowly it starts with him asking for a pencil, pen, eraser, etc. and while i was reluctant, i let him borrow one

-he always gave it back with a small sticker on it, and i continued to let him borrow the pencil, more stickers being put onto the pencil

-occasionally, as this continued, he’d grab my attention during class and pass me he sticker sheet, pointing at one of the stickers with a raised eyebrow

-‘this sticker today?’ is basically what he was asking

-before we became comfortable with each other i’d be confused and nod slowly before watching him as he put the sticker on the pencil, it made me smile faintly and i’d nod as a thank you, he’d just grin and nod back

-but eventually as we interacted more and became more comfortable, he’d continue to put more stickers on, but would ask me which sticker i want first instead of just picking one and sticking one on

-which i didn’t mind, he had a good taste in sticker sheets

-when he chose a sticker, i’d either smile and nod in agreement, or shake my head and point to another sticker with a small pout

-this makes him chuckle and place that sticker on instead, he could feel his heart swell and he just felt... happy

-it became our own little thing and would happen when we had class together, and this is how we would silently interact with each other

-that was, until he started to actually talk to me or distract me with topics outside of school and studies, quietly whispering to me whenever we could

-this would get us(mainly him) into trouble

-“do you think alligators can sleep?” “gojo please, you’re smarter than me. i’m not a top student or sorcerer like you are, so please let me study.” i say while cracking a smile, trying not to start giggling at his dumb comment

-“hey! i was just wondering..” “mister gojo and miss [insert my last name fuck you], is there something that you want to share with the class?”

-queue gojo being like “😎 nope.” all confident and cocky, while i’m sinking in my seat, “no, sorry.. 😰” i say apologetically

-when the teacher returns to what they’re doing, i smack gojo’s arm gently and huff, he just chuckles silently and ruffles my hair

-he definitely enjoys teasing me, but he’s also a lot more... softer with me in general

-he becomes a lil protective, since the jujutsu sorcerer world is dangerous, so he always makes sure i’m in perfect health and that i am okay in general

-at first he thought the gazes, the little inside jokes, and teasing and conversing were all just from his little crush that had formed, and that he would get over it

-but then it didn’t go away, it continued to grow more. when he realizes that it doesn’t go away, he himself is shocked at the fact, but keeps it hidden

-you can just picture him with his chin resting on his hand and his black sunglasses lowered somewhat on his nose, looking down at me and zoning out as he was studying my movements

-his piercing blue eyes are half-lidded and he has a blush growing on his usually pale face and fingers, and his face feels warm. but he’s content

-he’s brought back to earth by me either tapping his shoulder to ask him if he’s okay, since he’s been staring at me for so long (which makes him most embarrassed because i caught him staring, but he’ll try to brush it off)

-or by being called out by the teacher for distracted in class again and to answer the question, which annoys gojo but he answers it quickly

-shock to the teacher of course, because satoru gojo was just staring at me and not paying attention to the class discussion at all????

-truly a mystery that he’s so smart... yet never paying attention...

-but the teacher doesn’t dare split us apart because despite the fact that gojo may not listen, and i get distracted by him, we work well together

-this is especially evident in group/partner projects

-we goof off, but get the work done and get (almost)perfect grades

-eventually, we start to meet up outside of class/school, where he’ll take me on small adventures to local shops, to either look around, or he will buy stuff for us(like treats or more stickers), and since it’s usually crowded wherever we go, he will hold my hand to make sure i don’t get lost

-“we don’t need you getting swept up in the crowd, shortie.” “fuck you and your abnormally long body.” this makes him laugh

-he always enjoys going out and getting sweets because this is where he starts gaining his sweet tooth, and enjoys seeing me munching on them happily and having a delighted time, even though they probably aren’t good for us, to him it’s everything he ever dreamed of when going on a date

-wait. date? silly gojo, this isn’t a date!

-gojo always had to remind himself that this wasn’t a date, he was just dragging me around places, like friends do!

-right?

-eventually, gojo’s crush becomes much more than a “crush”, he is now head over heels and in love, as much as he wants to deny it and brush it off

-this results in more teasing, more stickers, y’know the usual just happens more, but now satoru wants to hold hands, cuddle, etc., his arm will almost always be wrapped around my shoulders and will rest there whenever we’re with each other

-even though we aren’t in a relationship, it becomes a common thing

-once the pencil we share is covered up with stickers, we move onto putting stickers on other belongings we own, or onto each other’s faces, arms, or hand during class, but we have to be sneaky about it so the teacher doesn’t notice

-part of him wants to confess his feelings, but the fear of being rejected and possibly ruining everything holds him back for awhile. but he’s observant and will watch for any sort of hints or see if i feel the same

-he’s able to notice the differences there are when we interact versus how i interact with others, like close friends, or with strangers, and it helps put him at ease, and he finally gains the confidence one night and heads to my dorm

-when he gets to my door and raises his closed fist up to knock on it, he pauses and stares at the door, beginning to have second thoughts for the first time in... well, awhile.

-’is this the right time? have i been reading her wrong? what if she actually doesn’t feel the same as me?’

-he shakes his head and smacks his forehead, but freezes upon realizing how loud the ‘slap’ noise that was, ‘well, it’s now or never.’ he thought before knocking on the door finally

-when the door opens, i peak my head out and look up to see him, a smile immediately forming on my features as i greet him joyfully, gojo could feel his face heat up and his shoulders tense up, but he grinned nonetheless

-”c’mon, i wanna take you somewhere.” “oh boy, where are we sneaking off to this time?”

-he felt his heart swell when he heard we, like that’s how it was supposed to be, he held one of his hands out and put a single finger up to his lips. “you’ll see..” he whispers, grinning at me raising an eyebrow at him before taking his hand, “suspicious bastard..” i mutter jokingly

-he would lead us outside, not too far, just out to a small field where the stars were bright and clear in the sky. he sits down in the grass and raised his glasses up, a gentle sigh falling out of his lips as he places them on his head

-i sit down close beside him and wrap my arms around my legs, “this seems a little.. odd, i was expecting somewhere more crowded.” i joke with a laugh, he chuckles and his arm falls over my shoulders

-”yeah, i know, but.. i wanted to ask you about something, and i didn’t want tons of people around us.” he says, a frown forming as his eyes narrow and a hint of hesitation is in them, which is out of character with his usually confident and laid back nature

-i immediately become worried, scooting closer to him, letting our shoulders brush, “gojo.. what’s wrong? you seem.. nervous, is everything alright?”

-“satoru.” “huh?” “call me satoru from now on.”

-i blink in disbelief, quietly muttering the name in shock before i raise my hand up to my mouth and giggle, delighted at the fact i can call gojo, well, satoru by his first name now

“why are you laughing?! this is serious.” “i know, i know! i’m just.. happy that i was given permission to call you by your first name, i think satoru is cute..”

-queue satoru going red before a sudden surge of confidence overrides his original anxiousness

-he reaches over with both hands, gently grabbing one of my hands and placing his other hand on my cheek, staring down at me as i look up and make eye contact with him

-“that’s not the only thing, you have the opportunity to be my girlfriend too. if you would like to, of course.”

-i gasp and blink again, staring at satoru’s piercing gaze that was filled with determination, but also fear

-we sit there for a moment in silence and satoru feels his stomach drop down to his feet

-“please, say something.” his voice is just above a whisper, thumb moving along my cheek, letting his cool facade down to show a more vulnerable side of him

-i lean up and kiss the very corner of his lips before pulling back, “i would love to.” i say, and before i can say more, he tackles me down onto the ground into a hug

-i giggle and snort, but snuggle into him, letting my eyes close as we hold each other for a bit longer

-time skip to many years later: we are both teaching at the tokyo metropolitan curse technical college, he’s now the strongest jujutsu sorcerer and i am like his unofficial sidekick, but also branch out and do my own thing(like missions, training, etc.)

-we are definitely just as love with each other as we were when we first got together, if not more. even if years have passed, it still feels like it was only yesterday that we officially got together, and our feelings have only grown ever since high school

-leaving notes, stickers, treats, etc. is still a normal occurrence, and we never really grow out of the habits that we formed during our time in school

-(yes we still keep the pencil, fuck you)

-since i don’t really teach any classes, i will find him before he has to teach his class and goof off like usual

-he will be sitting in a seat that’s backwards with his arms wrapped around/resting on the top, and i will be sitting on a table in front of him either talking about our days, missions, events that are going on, you know the drill

-during these moments i’m usually combing my hand through his spiked up hair, or putting stickers on his face or hands, despite the fact that he has a class to teach in like fifteen minutes

-but he keeps them on, he isn’t a pussy

-“if someone has an issue with them, they can sort themselves out because i’m not doing anything wrong.” —satoru gojo about the cute hearts and stars stickers on his face

-before he has to go teach a class, i will kiss his cheek as a good luck before he heads off

-when he has to go on a mission that will last a few days though, i make sure to help him prepare for it, and sneak in a few sweets for him

-when he returns he always and i mean ALWAYS sneaks into our shared apartment, i’ll be cooking and focused on other things when he comes in as quietly as he can

-he sneaks up behind me before placing both hands on my sides, making me jolt and look up at whoever grabbed me just to see satoru

-“YOU ASSHOLE I ALMOST SHIT MYSELF!”HE CACKLES AT MY REACTION EVERY TIME

-“sorry love, but your reactions are just priceless!” he says, kissing my neck and cheek before holding his hand out, which has a few of those left over sweets i had snuck into his bag

-“will you accept my apology with these?” he asks with a grin as he looks at me, i roll my eyes with a smile and take one, “i’ll consider it.”

-he feigns a hurt look and places his now free hand on his chest like a drama queen, “you sure know how to wound a man, my love! but you also know how to make a man weak for you too.”

-“my lord satoru, i think your sweet talking is the one making me weak.” satoru grins once more and leans against me, wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me

-“we’re weak for each other.”

-on missions where either of us get hurt or go missing, we will panic

-satoru tends to be a little late coming home because he’s just stupid, but if he’s gone for later then usual, i will try to text him and make sure he’s okay, but he ends up always walking through the door right after i text him

-usually he’s completely fine and maybe has a few scratches, but when he comes back and has more wounds than usual, i will sit him down on the couch and patch him up

-”SATORU YOU HAVE TO BE MORE CAREFUL I KNOW YOU’RE STRONG AND ALL BUT I DON’T CARE-” he just watches with a dumb grin, just letting me rant as i patch him up

-but in the end i hug him and tell him again to be more careful, which he complies and hugs me back

-when i get hurt, if it’s nothing major he’ll just kiss the bruises/scratches, but when it’s more major he completely drops everything and will rush over to me and take me out of the situation we’re in

-specifically if it’s a fight with a cursed spirit, he will pick me up bridal style and escapes with me, more focused on getting us out of that situation that we were previously stuck in

-when he gets to a safe spot, he’ll make sure i’m not in critical condition before pulling out his travel sized med pack(yes i headcanon he brings one on missions we go together)

-this is the only time where he’s actually panicking, he’s cursing under his breath and chewing his bottom lip to prevent himself from cursing to himself under his breath, trying to patch me up as quickly as he can but also being wary of possibly hurting me more

-once he finishes, he sits there for a second to make sure i’m okay, and that no cursed spirits are around before setting me down softly and jumping back into the fight, ready to beat the shit out of the cursed spirit that fucked me up

-he returns back to my side in seconds, able to fight the cursed spirit a lot quicker since he was running on ANGER, but he picks me up and gives me a piggy back ride back to our home, he lifts his blindfold up to his forehead and looks back at me

-a wave of relief washes over him when he sees that i’m asleep with my head resting on his shoulder, he relaxes and smiles before turning forward and continuing home

-when i wake up i’m in bed and he’s laying beside me, passed out with his head buried in the crook of my neck, i smile and run my hands through his hair with a sigh

-anyways lets move away from angst bc the angst took over for a sec

-whenever one of us wakes up, we’ll put stickers on each other’s faces and wait for the other to wake up and the stickers will go unnoticed, or, as time goes on, we’ll feel our faces for stickers

-satoru always makes stupid doodles on post-it notes and will stick them everywhere

-’see you later honey-bun. <3′ with a lazy doodle of him with a peace sign

-”what a dork..” i mumble as i put it in my book collection of all the cute post-it notes

-SOMETIMES HE MAKES IT A TREASURE HUNT AND WHEN I FIND THE “TREASURE” IT’S ONE OF THE TREATS HE BOUGHT ON HIS MISSION AND SPECIFICALY ITS ONE OF MY FAVORITES

-he comes home seeing me munching on it and walks over, wrapping both arms around me and kissing my cheek

-”enjoying the treasure?” “yeah, thank you..” queue satoru kissing my cheek again and making me flustered before i kiss his cheek in response

-we are in love, and that's it

-(he proposes on valentines day, if you’re wondering ;))

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Convincing Loki to help you out (HC to Mini Series : Part 2

Pairing : Avengers x PlusSize Reader (Gender Neutral) ; Loki x PlusSize Reader (platonic)

Warning : Language

Word Count : 2.8k

A/N : This is part 2 of what was originally a Headcanon/One-shot. You can find Pt 1 here :) This takes place during Endgame events but not following the course of the movie. 

Disclaimer : I do not own the the rights of any of these characters nor the universe itself. This is purposely for entertainment mainly. 

He looked at you wide-eyes before collecting himself and cleared his throat. "I have a question. Why do you talk so much?" You weren't expecting that but still answered, "I'm not used to company so I guess I got carried away." You saw the wires turn on his pretty little head and smirked. "So Mischief what's your plan now : you gonna go all Goth on me or do you actually wanna help us this time?", you asked him straightforward. He chuckled before a large smirk playing on his features. "When do we start?" You looked back at Natasha who nodded and opened the cage. He stepped outside and marched at you, scanning you up and down. "Follow me, the others are waiting", you told him. He stepped closer and whispered in your ear, "Your ribs are broken." "Yeah about that it would be kind of you to not mention it." He chuckled again and followed you to the meeting point. 

You arrived in front of the others, Natasha at one side and Loki at the other and declared, "Showtime baby".  

——

"Where's the scepter?", asked Natasha. "We couldn't get it. We were surrounding it, I mean our past us. It was too risky to apprehend it", exclaimed Tony. You sighed in annoyance and threw your hands in the air, "You had one job. One"

"How are we gonna go back now with one more person?", asked Clint eying Loki suspiciously, not really fond of him since the God mind-controlled him with the Tesseract back during the New York Battle. You thought for a second, a hand compressed on the side like the sassy bitch they all thought you were by now, even if the pose was in fact to compress the pain on your ribs. "If you use some of your ju-ju or whatever, it might work", you turned towards Loki. "And why would I do that?", he smirked. "wHy wOuLd I dO tHaT? Because if you don't, we'll bring you back to your stupid donut-cell and let you in there to rot", you spat at him not in the mood. A bright smile formed on his lips before he nodded and agreeing in doing as you said. 

"My children, hands please", you sang out getting their attention back and saw most of them doing so, except for Clint who was supposed to take Loki's hand. "I refuse", he mumbled his arms crossed. "NOWW", you threatened him, your eyes glowing like stars in the sky. His eyes widened and the other's bodies tensed but he  still wasn't willing to comply. Loki rolled his eyes and transformed himself as Clint's wife. "Better now?", he asked. Clint clenched his jaw, his eyes becoming glossy before taking his hand. You felt some of Loki's power curse through you and managed to gather enough energy to transport all of you back in time, to the current timeline. 

Once you all reached the compound, everyone fell to their knees, Tony throwing up (again because he's a stubborn dumb hot daddy) on the floor. Everyone stood up one by one except you. "What about them?", noticed Thor. "Why aren't they standing up?" Loki squatted down and felt your pulse. "That's because they're in . ..", he began but your screams cut him short. "AHHHHRRGG MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRR" Steve took Loki off guard and punched him, "What did you do to them?" The God of Mischief smiled and replied, "I did nothing. They had broken ribs before the teleportation. I guess they broke the rest of it" They all began talking one over the other, blaming Loki or someone else. "LAWKKKYYYYYY, care to help here", you groaned. He rolled his eyes and eventually put your ribs back in place. "What the hell", commented Tony. "Yeah I know, I almost died back there but I'm back again. So, next phase of the plan", you continued like nothing happened. 

At the corner of your eye, you saw Loki step back carefully. "Hey, where do you think you're going?", you shout at him. He smirked before trying to make his exit but was shook to the ground by electroshocks. Turning around, Thor had activated the chip on his brother. Everyone looked at him and he simply shrugged, "I knew he was gonna flee so I kept this little device from our trip from Sakaar before Thanos destroyed our ship." You pointed at him and declared proudly "Thor, my man." Walking to Loki who was in agony on the ground, his eyes wide, you smiled. "You do as agreed and we stop it." "Fine", he said through greeted teeth. You gave him a hand helping him stand up and whispered in his ear "Let's get to work honey." 

Everyone was gathered around the main room trying to come up with a plan when Nebula informed she knew where her father was. "Alright, we'll go to him and get the stones, reverse the course and bring everyone back along", mentioned Rhodes. "We don't know if it will work", counterattacked Bruce. "If there's a chance to bring them back, we have to do it. For them", said Natasha. Their arguments were stopped by the sound of someone sipping the rest of a remaining coke with persistence. They all looked at you and you widened your eyes, "Sorry". 

"Let's go kill that son of a bitch", dramatically exclaimed the Captain. You wished you had popcorn but that would push them to the limits. They decided that Tony should stay back in the compound for medical purposes. "You're not coming?", asked Natasha. "Nope. Besides I have to keep an eye on this one", you replied while motioning towards Loki who rolled his eyes. "What if we need you?", asked Rocket. "Oh believe me, you don't need me when you have that badass", you pointed at Carol who smirked.

You saw them depart and turned towards Loki, "Want to fuck?", you wiggled your eyebrows. Your request caught him off guard and before you let him reply you laughed out loud, "Nah I'm joking. I'm asexual but your face was priceless." "Please someone get me out of here", he breathed out. The Avengers returned several hours later with defeated faces. You already knew why but abstained from saying anything. They needed to know and see by themselves. "How's Plum face?", you asked. Nebula's piercing gaze turned in a flash towards you and replied with a much more deeper voice, "He's dead." "So are the stones, gone, vaporized, puff", completed Rhodes. Your jaw clenched not because of the not so new intel but because you failed your purpose. "I see", you breathed out. You saw Natasha battling her tears from falling before she left. Carol declared she had other engagements on other planets and told them to call her whenever they needed her. You turned towards Loki and took him aside. "I need you to take care of your brother and the rest of Asgard's people." "What do you mean the rest?", he asked suddenly intrigued. "Just promise me you will. Thor needs you more than anything. He already lost you once, he can't lose you again." After finishing that sentence you disappeared. He came back to the main room alone and Steve asked him where you were. "They're gone", was Loki's only answer. 

5 years later

"I just took a DNA test, turns out I'm a hundred percent that bitch, even when I'm crying crazy. Yeah I got boy problems, that's the human in me. Bling bling, then I solve'em, that's the RAT. Arghh gross", you sang out load before seeing the nasty animal. You waited for Jerry to do his work. "May the world bless your accomplishments little hero", and saw him walk trough the button that opened up the Quantum Realm's machine where Scott was trapped. He flew through the truck and ended on the corner of his stored garbage. Groaning in pain, he pressed the helmet of his suit. After preventing his suit to get caught on fire, he looked up and saw you perched on a table whistling the rest of Queen Lizzo's song, even though the song had been released a few years ago, it was still a classic.  "Where am I and who are you?", he asked. "You are in a storage unit and I'm Y/N", you shrugged. He shook his head in confusion and continued, "What the hell am I doing in a storage unit?"

"That's a long story and we've been waiting for your return for 5 years now. Orange slices?", you proposed. He gladly took them with a bright smile before turning back to you, "Wait, wait, wait. What do you mean 'it's been 5 years'?" "Come on little ant, I'm sure you're dying to see someone", you convinced him to follow you. During the ride, his eyes scrutinized a devastated city, neighborhoods in construction and trash all over the place. "What happened?", he asked. "There was an Alien called Thanos who managed to collect the Infinity Stones and decided to go all Cher and snap half of living form out of the universe. We're here", you told him and recognizing his daughter's house, he ran off the car to the front porch. You saw the emotional reunion between him and his daughter but had to cut the moment short by honking. "Where are we going?", he asked you. "WE are going to pay the Avengers a little visit", you chanted. 

At the entry of the Avengers compound, Scott turned towards you but you had already vanished. Confused, he got out of the car and waved at the camera until the front gate opened up. The three protagonists stood at the same room where a virtual conference was being hold a few minutes ago, confusion written on all of their faces. "Scott? Are you okay?", asked Steve, his arms crossed in front of his chest. "Yeah", nodded Scott before continuing. "Have any of you guys studied quantum physics?" "Only to make conversations", replied Natasha. "Alright. So", Scott began to explain what had happened him 5 years ago to the moment he came back, which was a few hours ago. "And then that person stood there, which by the way I don't recall the name. Maybe I should have asked them their name again? Anyway, they drove me to my daughter and vaguely explained to me once I've finished my, and I quote 'detox therapy among floating germes', about what happened with some giant 'purple walking dildo', again not my words. And the next thing I know is that we had to pay you a visit", he rambled before Steve stopped him, "Wait Scott, hold on. We?" "Those quotes sound sassily familiar", commented Natasha. "You think it's Y/N?", Steve turned towards the red-blond-ish ex-assassin. "Yes, that's the name but they vanished out of the blue", added Scott enthusiastically. Steve led out a heavy sigh before answering, "Yeah apparently it's one of their favorite things to do." 

"Now now Rogers, I know you're devastated but referring me as a drop-out is cold", you appeared next to Scott and looked at him, a hand on his heart, scaring him. "That's exactly what you are", said Steve. "What are you doing here?", asked Natasha as hostile as Steve. "I came to offer my services", you simply replied to which they scoffed. "What makes you think we want your help?", replied Steve bitterly. "Because you'll take every help you can get to defeat Thanos." "You told me he was dead?", asked Scott confused. "He is but there is another way to bring everyone back", you said and looked at Steve. "They're right, I was in a place called the Quantum Realm and time works differently there. What if there was a way to navigate it and enter the quantum realm at a certain point in time and then exit the quantum at another point in time", he mumbled fervently with a half-eaten sandwich. "Wait are you talking about a time machine?", asked Steve. You rolled your eyes and exclaimed, "Good Lord yes. What he's trying to say is that with the quantum realm we have a way to go back in time without using all of my power and preventing me from dying in the process. It just needs to be apprehended", you spoke up. "So who do we talk about this?", said Scott. 

The next thing you know is that you paid a visit to Tony Stark who, settled down, refused to lose what he had. Which led us to where we were currently sitting, a diner. Bruce, well Hulk, more like Hulce was telling them how he managed to combine his new self before being interrupted by children. After what seemed a everlasting awkward exchange between Scott, the kids and Hulce, the green man dabbed. "Ok that was way to weird, even for me", you commented. "Let's get to work", added Steve. The other Avengers were convoked as soon as possible. You even got to see new Asgard with its 'rightful' ruler. Wearing an all black outfit and a man-bun you called out to him, "Yo goth version of prince charming how's the Mortal life?" He turned around and chuckled, "I had that itching, annoying sensation that I would see you one day." "Need a hand with that?", you smirked. "What do we owe you the pleasure?", he asked while checking the harbor's provisions lists. "Ready to save the world and at the same occasion take your revenge regarding Tinky Winky?" He looked at you confused and you had to explain him the reference. "I see." "You're guys coming or do you need a private room?", called out Rocket. "Lead the way", Loki motioned you forward. You took a seat and saw Thor, "My man ", you fist pumped him and saw a wide smile form on his face. 

Back at the compound, everyone gathered in the main room and began working on building the big-sized quantum realm portal. Seated at the back of the room you attentively looked at them work while you mentally planned on how to fulfill your destiny. 

"Could you give us a hand?", turned Steve annoyed your way. "What? And deprive myself from those amazing muscles flexing so beautifully. You must be dreaming", you replied with a wide smirk, seeing Steve, Tony, Loki, Scott, Thor and Natasha all sexily sweating at work, your comment making Tony chuckle. You stood up and walked to Natasha and Nebula who were preparing the weapons. You made some cocktails and handed them to them. They eyed you and you took a gulp of your own drink. "If we're potentially dying, let's at least enjoy the last moments", you simply shrugged. They agreed and slowly took a seep from their drinks. "So are you more gun or knife?", you asked them. "Gun", answered Natasha and Nebula went with knife. "What about you?" You took another gulp and took out a unique weapon. "Swords", you told them and smiled when you saw their eyes widen at the beauty of the weapon. Nebula was about to reach it when you made it vanish. "Careful there, you touch it and it will burn you to death. See this weapon was created especially for me and everyone else who comes in contact with it dies painfully and instantly. Once I'm dead, the sword will belong to the person I find most worthy and rightful to acquire it. But of course, that is if I'm even able to die." 

"What do you mean?", asked Rhodes who heard the whole conversation. You turned to him and noticed that everyone stopped working and was looking at you. "It means what it means !", you responded without giving out more details and decided to take some air outside. You stood there for a while contemplating the sky before exclaiming, "Hiding is not really your forté, I know you're there." He walked and stopped beside you. "You're a mystery even for me", said Loki. "Talent", you simply replied. "Why are you really doing this? Helping us?" Without looking at him, you responded, "While you sink revenge, I seek redemption. I failed my mission and now it's time for me to face the consequences and do the best as I can to redeem myself." He thought about your comment and before he talked again, you exclaimed, "Look at you being all fair player with everyone. Hard to believe that we're in front of the 2012 Loki version." He narrowed his eyes and frowned before letting his angry facade disappear and chuckled. "If got time to reflect and to come to my senses." "I'm glad you did, not that I don't particularly like that whole 'Kneel before me kinky Loki' but myeah", you laughed as he shook his head. You both decided to get back inside and joined the others, who were gathered on the main room, coming up with what Scott called the Time Travel Heist. 

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Prompt: Painful Transformation Fandom: Bloodborne Characters: Vicar Amelia Word Count: 1.598 AO3-Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18718291/chapters/49982243

Summary: Amelia gathers her thoughts before a hunter comes in to witness her transformation.

(Author's note: I always had the feeling that Amelia desperately tried to supress her transformation and so I worked a few of my headcanons about the backstory of the church and Amelia into it. She will forever be one of my favourite bosses with an awesome cutscene and that blood curdling screams.)

Written for @badthingshappenbingo Please note that I don’t take requests for this anymore!

"Remain wary of the frailty of men. Their wills are weak, minds young. Were it not for fear, death would go unlamented." Seek the old blood. Let us pray, let us wish... to partake in communion. Let us partake in communion... and feast upon the old blood. Our thirst for blood satiates us, soothes our fears. Seek the old blood. But beware the frailty of men. Their wills are weak, minds young. The foul beasts will dangle nectar and lure the meek into the depths. Remain wary of the frailty of men..."

Amelia had recited this exact prayer for the last several hours now. It was the night of the hunt and she could hear the sounds of a fight from outside. A hunter was coming... and she knew, once they would set their feet over the treshold of the grand cathedral, she wouldn't be able to suppress her own beastly scourge within her anymore.

And once this would happen, the hunter would do what a hunter would must, slaughtering their prey. The thought... terrified her. She clutched the vicar's golden pendant and once again recited the prayer again. It was the last thing that tied her to her humanity, the last thing that kept her from turning.

As she prayed she looked up and her gaze fell onto his skull.

Laurence... the founder, the first Vicar, how would he have behaved in her situation? She couldn't ask him anymore, she could only pray, pray for his guidance. It had been years since he died... turned, only a skull remaining.

Amelia had been taken in by him, everything she knew about blood research she knew from him, she had been eager to take in her role as the next Vicar once Laurence would have stepped down, but when he turned into the first cleric beast, she had been still too young, only fourteen, and the golden pendant instead had been given to the next suitable person who could act as the Vicar, one of the higher ranking church ministers.

She knew that the people had searched out for Ludwig to ask him to take the role, he was beloved and strong, but Ludwig had rejected the offer. After Laurence' death, he had been the most distressed. She remembered having sitting next to him when he had gotten treatment for several cruel burn wounds with the old blood in the infirmary, as the Holy Blade woke up and had to realize that he had just slain his lover with his very own hands. The very same person that had acted as a parental figure for Amelia, a mere orphan. They both had let their tears flow freely this day.

A few weeks later, Ludwig had disappeared. They had found a horrible beast however that had the Holy Moonlight Sword stabbed through its chest. While some of the church hunters had suspected, that Ludwig, whose mind seemed to be broken since Laurence died, had abandoned them and his sword, Amelia was certain that this beast had been Ludwig.

The way the signature sword of him was pierced through the beast, the gentle eyes she was able to see in that amalgamation of a face... she was certain Ludwig had kept enough of his humanity to end his life before he could become a threat to others.

...And now she was on the verge of becoming a threat for others. At least Amelia had made sure to evacuate the church as good as possible. Some of the church doctors hadn't listened to her and continued to roam cathedral ward, to join in the hunt. And she knew that one of the executioners had joined in it too, probably having an ulterior motive.

Once again Amelia repeated her prayer, the prayer that Laurence had taught her, the prayer that had been spoken every morning and every evening in the church. She could feel her own transformation lingering in her chest, it almost made it hard for her to speak. She clutched the golden pendant harder.

She had become the Vicar of the Healing Church once she had reached the age of thirty. She never knew why they had waited so long for her to actually vote her into the position she had trained for since she had been a child. Since then, sixteen years had passed since Laurence had died. She had been given the gold pendant, the informations about the blood research and she had been left to rule over a town that was so dependent on the old blood, that she didn't had another chance but to continue their practices.

What she also had been given was Laurence' dying message. That they never had showed it to her before had made her chest burn with anger. Written on a singed piece of paper, in shaky big letters, stood only one sentence.

“Fear the old blood.”

Amelia had tried to find out what Laurence had wanted to say. But all the people who had once been close to him had already died or vanished.

Lady Maria had taken her own life at the astral clocktower.

Gehrman had one day vanished without a trace and when she had asked for him, Laurence had given her a blank stare and vanished into his office for the rest of the day and she knew that she couldn't ask about his whereabouts ever again.

Micolash, who once had been the closest friend of Laurence had one day packed his things and left.

And Laurence and Ludwig both had turned and died, leaving her with a riddle. She didn't gave up though and searched for more people who could know what it meant and by slogging through Laurence' old diaries and letters, she had found the names of two of his other friends, Rom and Caryll.

However, she was never able to locate Rom, mainly because it had been described that she had stayed at Byrgenwerth. That had been Laurence' old school and he had declared it as forbidden ground a long time ago. Amelia wanted to respect his wishes to break ties with his old school and never tried to seek it out.

Caryll, on the other hand, could be tracked down, they had became a rune smith, but they had been clear about that they didn't want have anything to do with the Healing Church and that she should leave them alone and so this research had been fruitless too.

While she had read Laurence' diaries though, she had found the phrase on the paper multiple times, apparently having been spoken by Laurence' old teacher and the first Vicar had made sure to mock him all the way over it, describing that the old blood was their future and nothing to be feared about and that it would led humanity into a new age.

And Amelia had latched onto this. The old blood was something good, it did help people. It surely would help them reach a new age, she couldn't even fathom why Laurence last words had about fearing it. Especially because the diaries also stated that all his research had led him to be certain about that it was completely safe.

And over the years, his words had been forgotten. By her, by the church. She continued the practices she had been told as the Vicar of the Healing Church, unaware that the true power laid with the church ministers.

And now she was kneeling in front of the skull of the man who started it all, reciting a prayer that cherished the old blood, as these thoughts crept into her mind.

...Maybe it had all been the bloods fault and Laurence had realized it and wanted to give them a warning? A warning that they all had ignored and forgotten?

She didn't had time anymore to mull further about this thoughts. The sounds of fighting from outside had ceased and she could hear steps ascending the stairs to the grand cathedral.

As soon as they crossed the threshold, she stopped reciting her prayer, instead looking at the pendant one last time, bringing it up to her chest as a rift shook through her whole body.

It was unspeakable, indescribable pain as her bones shifted, as she felt how she grew far larger than before, she couldn't help but scream in pain and terror, blood coming out from within her, staining the altar she had prayed upon before.

She felt how her feet changed, new claws ripping right through her shoes, she felt the pain of antlers snaking their way out of her skull, the pain as her mouth grew into a snout, every single teeth being replaced by a row of deadly sharp new ones, every single of them coming out could be felt by her and while this all happened in several seconds, it felt like an eternity for her, as her bones creaked and shifted and forced her to bend forwards, forced her to put a hand on the ground for support, a hand lined with claws.

...She closed her other hand around the pendant. She could feel her humanity fading, but she would hold on. Hold on to the last shred of humanity she had. But for know, she knew that she wouldn't survive long with a hunter having seen her transformation right in front of their eyes.

She turned to face the hunter, a hunter who had already drawn their weapon. A hunter that would only see her as the next prey and put her out of her assumed misery.

Amelia prepared herself for a fight.

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Pirateformers Asya: A Study on Dragon Teeth

Just fancied doing a quick doodle and some headcanon ideas, mainly for how Asya's dragon genetics gave her a set of hunter worthy teeth and a tongue that makes anyone blush (and you damn well know why, @tigracespace ¬w¬, hehehe~) I'm no biology expert or really a person with any idea on how teeth work, so..... I just did what I could for the sake of doing my best effort, ok? XD

So, time to ramble!!

Asya lives on a omnivorous diet, but due to her monthly requirement of a boost in meat to sate her predatory desires, she mainly lives off of raw meat, including fish, Deep Dwellers, rodents and once a month... human flesh. Because of her desire for human prey, Asya will either hunt Deep Dwellers alongside Elbent on the full moon, or be locked up and forced to starve for the week until she is given animal meat to sustain her regular nutritional needs.

Instead of having two pairs of large canines like the standard predator, Asya has two thick and large upper canines and two thinner but equally long bottom ones, with the rest of her front teeth consisting of thick but short fangs on top, and needle like ones on the bottom, the rest towards the back then consisting of molars for grinding food with. This is due to her species, the Dragonkin, having a hunting style that is based on quick movement and immediate gripping and tearing to kill their prey. Hence, her upper teeth are thick enough to break bone with a single bite, while her lower teeth act like hooks that pierce flesh and grip it tight and deep to draw more blood or cause more harm, as the upper fangs cut the flesh within their grip and immediately tear chunks with every bite a Dragonkin can land.

Asya's tongue is the most eye-catching part of her anatomy, and she knows it and will happily flaunt it. This is because it measures roughly 19 inches in length, going from the base that touches her fangs when fully extended, to the very end of its forked tip. To ensure that those of Asya's kind never choke on their own tongue due to its length in a humanoid body, it has evolved to be exactly half human and half Draconic, the upper half being wide like a human's while the lower half is thinner and more flexible. The inhumanly long muscle also evolved with cat-like barbs that cover the whole length of the tongue, to pair up with the Dragonkin's hunting needs to help grip the flesh of its prey within its teeth. Outside of hunting, they are soft enough to be used on skin for grooming and bonding reasons, to which it may feel like a small toothed comb against bare skin.

Whether it's a dragon thing or a thing only Asya does, we'll never know... But either way, Asya tends to blep whenever she's sleepy, happy but not experiencing any thoughts, or is feeling playful. The length of the tongue being flashed when the blep occurs will usually hint at what she's feeling in that moment. For example...

Small blep/forked tip only: Very sleepy

Small blep + Purring: No thoughts, only love and happiness

Tip reaches chin + Big irises: Zoomies about to occur

Tip reaches chin + Smirk but normal eyes: Ready to prank someone or is about to be a cheeky little chaos gremlin

Full length that reaches chest: Is yawning, which may spook those who don't know Asya, or is teasing Elbent and/or Kevin.

In short.... TEEEEEETH.

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Hello~! Could I request some headcanons for my bad boys Haizaki and Nash please? Maybe something with a short, sassy, and busty s/o please? Thanks!

yesss absolutely. haizaki w grey hair is just…so nice. anyway, I didn’t know much about Nash so I looked him up and apparently off the court he’s calm, quiet, and charming, but I’ll add a little bad boy to him 

- Admin Pocky

Haizaki

Haizaki and his s/o met at the arcade when he was in middle school and skipping practice

she watched him beat her high score on Galactica and listened to him brag about it and she absolutely lit him up

“If I wanted to hear from an asshole, I’d fart.” (this comeback impressed Haizaki quite a bit)

Haizaki bet that if she couldn’t beat him, she’d have to go out with him

she immediately pushed him away from the game and spent all of her allowance trying to beat his high score but could not, and was pissed when he curled his arm around her shoulders and lead her out of the arcade

the entire way back to her house, his knuckles kept brushing the top of her breasts and she resisted the urge to glare at him

“I was going to give you a nasty look but I see that you’ve already got one.” (this damn near made Haizaki fall in love with her)

he insisted to go inside her house with her but she knew what he wanted and argued with him until he gave in to taking her out first (Haizaki learned quick that she was going to be a handful)

about a year down the road, she was still stuck with Haizaki and had not managed to tame the dude one bit

the more she grew up and filled out, the more handsy he got, but she had gotten used to it

sassy comebacks often lead to Haizaki pinning her against a wall or down onto the couch/bed and getting frisky

Nash

Nash and his s/o were friends before they were dating, and their favorite activity was to pick up potential partners in bars

whenever a guy would start to force her home with him when she clearly didn’t want to go, Nash would come to her rescue and drag him to a nearby ally or private place and beat him to a pulp

“you should really learn to fend for yourself, s/o. a hot chick with huge tits like yours is a dream for guys like him.” (Nash would be getting a slap to the face or a kick to the shin every time he mentioned her big boobs)

whenever Nash was trying to pick up a girl that didn’t seem all that interested in him, s/o would interfere and start to hit on him herself, always ending up with making the girl want Nash even more and eventually go home with him

when s/o was trying to make another girl compete for Nash’s attention, Nash ended up going home with her instead, leaving the other girl confused as hell

after their one night stand, Nash started to make fun of s/o, saying she was bound to sleep with him anyway because no one could resist him

“I’d tell you to go fuck yourself, but that would be cruel and unusual punishment.” (to which Nash would reply “well you seemed to like it a lot by the way you were screaming”)

Nash eventually convinced s/o to go out with him using his insane charm and clever reasoning

their relationship consists mainly of her making fun of his tattoos and piercings but him knowing that she secretly thinks they’re hot as hell

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I love your Chloe/Dan/Lucifer/Pierce. What head cannon do you have for them?

Gosh thank you! I have lots of headcanons actually, I do want to write a couple of fics about them and there’s a lot of ways they could go.

But mainly (goddamn this got so long, I rambled a lot sorry):

Chloe, Lucifer and Dan get together just as season 3 starts. When Pierce shows up they’re still settling in (there’s lot of settling in to do, from Lucifer suddenly seeing on a daily basis Dan and Chloe being parents and having to deal with his own parental issues, to Divine bullshit happening to Chloe and Dan getting used at being in a relationship again with all their past issues). There’s a lot of ways they could come together: Dan and Lucifer sort of stumbling in a relationship while pining after Chloe and Chloe having complicated feelings (she Wants but Dan has already fucked her over once and Lucifer is sometimes erratic and self-destructive and she’s always second guessing everything). Or Dan and Lucifer becoming friends and Dan gets an accidental Devil reveal and gets out of it with a stronger bond with Lucifer and it helps Lucifer deal with his feelings with Chloe and confess (and after they shack up Lucifer belately realizes he has similar feelings for Chloe and Dan has been pining over both the whole time and Chloe has been battling resurfacing feelings for Dan but thinks she’s just being a sappy fool). Or even they just slowly come together at the same pace. They don’t even notice they’re basically doing family stuff together like “we’re just friends what are you talking about ah ah” but daydream about domestic stuff all the time and a lot of people genuinely think they’re all an Item. 

I want Pierce role as the Sinnerman to be different also, just because. Less Murdery Crime Boss, more Espionage. Like a spy network. He’s hold and knows Things. His schtick is that if you fuck up he will know. He torments families for generations until their sins aren’t relevant anymore (but a lot of people do fucked up shit along the way so he gets more ammo for another couple generations). The Sinnerman name comes from this in this AU, he knows you sins and your forefathers’ ones. I really want him to emply the fact he’s the older human on Earth. He knows shit about everyone and he has tangible evidence to twist your arm. He has a chockehold on a lot of families. It’s also useful to reinvent himself or hide his tracks. I got the impression in canon the Sinnerman deal isn’t too old, here instead it’s been going on for longer. Less bloody but more deeprooted. Which is why it’s a big surprise when the Decoy Sinnerman starts offing people in fucked up ways. Pierce left him some liberty while trying to keep himself clean while working for the Law but that’s a bit too much. Also doesn’t make sense, starts getting actually worried when he notices he’s being slowly cut off from most of his sources. While killing the people making Deals with Lucifer the fake Sinnerman has also been offing people Pierce personally dealt with. And Pierce was so focused on Lucifer and Chloe and his goal he only realizes when his only option is to band together with them and Dan to bring him down.

Except, surprise! In this AU the fake Sinnerman is gonna be involved with Celestial bullshit on an Apocalyptic level so they really really have to work together. Cause since I’m hell bent on woobifying Pierce I need a big bad for them to join forces against. And I always felt like the decoy Sinnerman was heading towards something big only to be offed in an anticlimatic way (I guess it could make sense since the real dangerous big bad ended up Pierce in the end, but it’s nice to expand that role a little). And of course Pierce’s whole Cain deal comes out in the open and differently than in canon. And Chloe and Dan discover too. Which makes for some awkward (for Chloe and Dan) interactions at work. Like this is our boss, who is also literal Cain From The Bible and is Immortal AND a crime boss AND meets up like weekly to be killed by our boyfriend what the fuuuuuck.

Lucifer goes down a self acceptance journey (accepting himself as not a wretched monster who poisons and ruins everything he touches, but also accepting that not everything that happened to him  was personally enacted by his father but it’s either shitty circumstances and consequences and his subconscious acting up) while Pierce gets some sort of redemption arc. Or “take responsibility you self-victimizing asshole”. I see Canon Cain as being Bad(tm) both because he downright said so (his saying Lucifer wanted to be Good was pretty telling that he, instead, embraced the role humanity seemingly gave him and reveled in it). He needs to realize he both has to admit he made mistakes and bad things on his own and to actually make the good choice for once. Cain at first was just like “God, my family and the whole of humanity says I am a mosnter and the source of Evil in man. So there’s no point in trying to be good. I’ll just do bad shit and it will be THEIR fault, not mine. I’ve been pushed into it”. He’ll need to put his big boy pants and do some soul searching. Instead of always running away. Similar to Lucifer, yet Lucifer, even while embracing his Evil Devil Role always desperately wanted to be good in his core. He’s a very human Devil while canonly Pierce was a human who pretty much shed his humanity. So yeah, he’s gonna face reality and I’m gonna find a way to rip a lot of shit out of him he’s bitten into and swallowed down and has been unable to face for thousands of years. I really wanna make him sweat blood about it. I got a few different ideas but he’s gonna come out of it different. Probably gonna fuck him up for a while, he saw the world one way for thousands of years and in the span of one year (and a half maybe) it gets all challenged pretty violently and he can either double down in his convinctions or accept the changes and deal with it. With being the only one responsible for who he is, shit can happen but in the end the final choice is yours, and Cain always ran from this truth.

Lucifer and Pierce come to some sort of understandment pretty soon. They both see each other as someone fucked over by God. Lucifer is desperate for someone who truly gets that aspect of his life while Pierce kinda hates when he find himself when they do get each other. Like it was all fun and games when it was some snarky banter, true heart to heart moments are what usually make him choose a new identity and skip town. Chloe is someone he comes to respect pretty soon when shit starts getting seriou. The choices he always has difficulty with? The good ones? She's good at making them, she can have the literal Devil on her shoulder goading her but she always asks herself “Is it right? Is this the kind of person I want to be? To make myself become?” and she chooses knowing it’s all on her (where he always was “Not my choice, not my fault”). And Dan, damn he has a lot of animosity and contempt for Dan at first. He sees a crooked cop getting off easily due to circumstances and he’s just seeing his one bad deed and undening curse. And he hates the idea of people getting off the hook easily. But they’re all forced in close contact or a while so he unwittingly starts knowing more about Dan and just, he’s still fun to make fun of (and Lucifer agrees with him on that) but there’s some begruding respect there. He’s fucked up he keeps fucking up but he keeps trying and after realizing some shit about himself and the Mark the animosity dies down a bit and he gets a little less petty. Which slowly turns into a moment of understand between them down the line and they’re not sure which one is more shocked.

Also regarding angelic self actualization! Lucifer is gonna get his wings back or devil face off earlier than in canon. He comes to accept hismelf a little bit more and either one of those things changes. The other changes after he’s sent Goddess away, cause that’s a little bit more of self-acceptance. He’s avoided a war and sent him mother off to a hopefully better place. Of course he still thinks it’s punishment first for shacking up with Dan and Chloe and being happy and refusing to go back to Hell (maybe the wings appear first, he thinks it’s God urging him to fly back to Hell) and then for sending Goddess in another dimension (and probs also killing Uriel). But at some point he’s gonna spiral down again, want to fit into this AU something like the plot of season 4 and him going down a self-hate and doubt spiral for a reason or another. Maybe less abruptly, having loved one helps some but can’t fix eons of fucked up slowly crawling back up. And on the issue of God. I’m gonna say neither the Mark nor the Fall were dished out as punishments made to make Lucifer and Cain suffer. Here’ He’s very much a touch and go sort of guy. He gave Cain the Mark because Abel went down to Hell for way less and he doesn’t want that for either of them, but Abel is out of his hands, he can only hope for Cain’s redemption. So he sends Amenadiel to inflict a mark that extends his life, he can get rid of it once he’s finally faced the reality of the murder he committed, then he can fuck up more as he wishes and condemn himself again. The great unending punishment is something Cain and Amenadiel just assumed. Like Lucifer’s Fall. I like to think Hell was God’s way of getting Luciffer as far has his influence so he could act on his Free Will (I have more feelings on this but this thing got long enough). But he’s God and kind of a ass so he never states things clearly. You gotta work for them cause free will. Same with Chloe. He sent Amenadiel down to bless Penelope but didn’t really leave instructions (cause that again would be meddling with free will).

And also Season 4 equivalent is something I want to explore too. Also cause in the mess that would be this season 3 the whole OT4 thing doesn’t really come together immediately. More of a “Pierce does some soul searching and shapes up a little” but after it it’s more like, there’s understanding and respect between them and something is budding but it’s not quite “Here’s the keys Marcus come live with us”. He’s sort of like a stray cat they picked up. He keeps working at the precinct because the Mark is gone and his years are clearly numbered now and he has to decide what to make of them. And he sort of comes and goes, he’s been cutting ties with people for a very long time and he does not quite know how to ease himself back into yet (half the reason is gonna be the wonder trio being there, shit definitely got serious before but now he’s stalling). I write more easily lighthearted stuff and I can see Lucifer, Dan and Chloe just huddling together and discussing him. Maybe something happened in the thick of actions but since stuff chilled down they’re like, what now?? And they’re just being so obvious about it. But I don’t know yet how things will develop between Pierce and Chloe, Dan and Lucifer exactly. I have a rough idea on how each of them relates to the other (I’m excited about expanding on Pierce and Dan, but also Chloe and Pierce getting to know each other without Pierce’s canon machinations) but I have yet to see what will come up when I write them interacting in these situations. The nice thing about polyamory is that you can have very different dynamics in a single relationship. But I don’t have a definite feel of them yet. And Chloe/Dan/Lucifer is gonna happen relatively fast, Chloe/Dan/Lucifer/Pierce is def gonna be a slow burn one. Excruciatingly slow burn.

Also EVE! I love Eve and I want to explore her + her son + Lucifer and everyone else. Abel was clearly her darling boy and she recognized canon Cain got what was coming for him. But here’s like, sort of one foot in one foot out of a relationsip with Lucifer, Chloe and Dan and shaped himself up. Where does Eve’s codepedency issues and unstable sense of self bring her? Does she still seek out Lucifer? Does she force herself not fear or resent Cain because Lucifer seems to like him? How much does it distress her? She’d probably latch on Lucifer but it would be an interesting dynamic with all of them. How much “oh fuck” is Pierce feelinga about all of this? Facing his guilt and faults head on (pretty fucky when you went around millennia going “lalala no guilt in here nope sir!”). Also good to explore some background for the Eden family. Abel and Cain’s mutual fighting. Adam being a stick in the mud apparently. Eve’s own issues and how they relate to her being a mother and wife (did she see herself as a person or was absorbed by those roles? how much did she go along Adam’s wishes instead of hers even while raising their sons, she was made out of Adam’s rib literally for him. this is a hella weird dynamic to have as a family. did she see Lucifer in Abel’s playfulness and lightheartedness? Was Cain more like Adam? Could this have bred more anymosity between them?). And just the idea of Adam and Eve just spawning like that and being looked after by God at first. And Cain is just the first baby they’ve even ever seen. The pregnancy must have been pretty scary for Eve. How confused were they about baby care? His growth? Having to look after him? Did he resent that they were more prepared for Abel? Or that Eve seemed to be kind of a yes man with Adam? I have the impression this family never did much honest “here’s our feelings lets discuss” talk. And in all of this there’s a demon uprising. Because they can’t have ONE normal year, can they?

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Congratulations, Madz! You’ve been accepted for the role of Roman Kaʻanāʻanā. Please make sure to check our checklist, and you have twenty-four hours to send us your character’s blog. We’re really happy to have you in our family!

We are really happy that we got an application for Bricket Wood’s leader and, we are even happier that it’s a great one! It was through your para sample (that gave us a glimpse of what happens inside of his mind) and the personality traits that we were certain you’re bringing to life our Roman and we can’t wait to see what happens next to him. We can’t also wait to see the tension between covens and their leaders now that we also have Roman.

Introduction

Madz, 20, EST, she/hers

Activity level:

I’ve got a few things coming up next week that might take me away from rping but I’m going to try to get on at least once a day for replies. After that I’ll be in school but I’ll be around.

Further contact:

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How did you find the roleplay?

I actually found it in the suggested tumblrs to follow on my dash!

Roleplay experience:

I’ve been roleplaying on Tumblr since I was 14, so I’ve been around for a little while. I have times where I’m off and then on, but I’ve done my time and I’d definitely say I’m an experienced roleplayer.

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IC INFORMATION

Desired character:

Roman Kaʻanāʻanā

Faceclaim:

Jason “Daddy” Momoa

Why did you choose this character?

Well, as I said, I want to stir up some drama. I don’t necessarily find myself drawn to darker characters, especially ones that are central to a plot, but Roman definitely seems like he has some really nice potential for character development. I mainly want to delve into his relationships with his coven, and also those who drove him to separate.

Para sample:

The punching bag erupted, finely grained sand flying everywhere, as Roman’s fist pierced completely through the tough material that now hung in shredded pieces in front of him. His eyebrows that had previously been drawn tightly together now relaxed, his face softening as his chest continued to rise and fall in quick succession, and the man brought his tightly bound fist up to his forehead to wipe a few beads of sweat from his brow. Anger was something Roman now had a rather difficult time controlling, having spent far too many years letting his anger subside inside him, simmering beneath his fabricated smiles and polite manners. But the warlock had no issue letting his rage free, no longer caging the monster inside of him as he felt his powers grow and his abilities strengthen, euphoria now replacing the hotness that surged through his veins as he recognized his true power. He stepped back from where the bag now hung, spilling out its contents, reminding Roman of the blood that once spilled out of another young soul by his hand. The memory no longer phased him, only tormented his consciousness for a mere second before he let the reality sink in and overpower any semblance of sadness he could’ve had. There was power in coldness, that was something he now knew as an adult, realizing that all those years of sitting idly by got him nowhere but at the front lines of yet another war.

He’d left his phone on silent, not letting the distractions from the outside world have effect on him in his place of relaxation, though how relaxing could an empty warehouse actually be? Only those just as cold and empty could find solace in a place like that, only people like Roman. It didn’t bother him much now, becoming accustomed to the emptiness that he created for himself, though he’d now begun to fill that hole with members of Bricket Wood. Though they were thrown together out of necessity, Roman had quite a soft spot for the members of his coven, those who recognized his power and fought beside him in effort to take back what was once theirs. Though they’d never truly fight with as much conviction as he, Roman felt nothing but gratitude for those who dared to join him – he certainly made sure of their devotion to him.

Three missed calls and four texts, all from Charles. Roman rolled his eyes and swiped a thumb across the screen to unlock his phone. Taking his time to answer the texts, Roman couldn’t help but wonder what the next step in his plan would be. The attack on Mabon had worked, and things were beginning to look like they were to go his way for once, but he knew that now he had to come back twice as hard. Things on Moon Island have begun to take a turn for the worst, and he knows that he needs to act quickly before the Eirene Coven can counter attack. And as much as he hates to admit it, the help that he’s gotten from the other coven has been greatly needed, though he knows once Eirene has been taken care of, they’ll be the next to go. Moon Island is his home, his kingdom, and no one is going to stand in between him and the throne.

EXTRA

Personality traits:

-Distant; Roman likes to keep his enemies far and his friends further, not wanting to delve too deeply into his personal history or emotions. Many people find him difficult to talk to, and Roman likes it this way. This keeps him guarded, and his ability to trust in others is at an all time low.

-Hostile; He’s cold, particularly so because of spending so many years fabricating false smiles and laughter. But not anymore. Roman has no intentions of making anyone like him. He has no one to please but himself, and he’s not going to be nice for the hell of it.

-Stubborn; If there is something Roman wants, that’s all he sees. Let anyone else come before him with concerns or suggestions, and his vision is soon colored red. He feels as though he spent too long in the shadows for anyone to test him.

+Determined; If there’s one thing Roman is, it is determined. Though it might not always be for the best reasons, he’s one of the most determined people who is willing to do anything and everything to get exactly what he wants, and he won’t settle for any less.

+Powerful; His abilities have given him a confidence unmatched by many. He can feel it in his body as he walks the Earth, finding himself pulled to the forest. He’s spent years refining his abilities, learning how to control them and strengthen them, and he’s become quite unparalleled in power though he’s always open to take on a fight and reassure himself.

+Restless; Roman hates standing around and waiting for things to get done. He’s always the first to take matters into his own hands, especially if it’s something he wants right away. This becomes a problem often times, because he’s so quick to do something without realizing what the consequences of his actions might be. Not that they would ever stop him.

Headcanons:

I like to think that Roman walks around barefoot most of the time, mainly to stay connected to nature but also just to make other people uncomfortable.

Though he’s the head of the coven now, and he’s taken Alicia under his wing, he wants no part of him to become connected to another person like he did when he was younger. There’s too much hurt in that and he won’t let himself be vulnerable like that anymore.

(I’m bad at headcanons I’ll make more when I start plotting and stuff idk)

[mrslittletall]

Title: The Crazy Cat Vicar (Chapter 4) Fandom: Bloodborne Characters: Laurence the first Vicar, Micolash Host of the Nightmare, Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower, Gehrman the First Hunter Word Count: 1.688 AO3-Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20989841/chapters/52176379

Previous chapter: https://mrslittletall.tumblr.com/post/188884037944/title-the-crazy-cat-vicar-chapter-3

Summary: Laurence' friends are meeting Mick. The kitten shows more of its character.

(Author's note: So, the first chapters of this were a lot more story driven but I actually want to make it focus mainly on every day life with cats, so starting this chapter, it will be more a few headcanons along with slice of life with cats scenarios.)

A few days later Mick had not only grown an inch or two, he also had gotten familiar with Laurence' office and was all too eager to explore the rest of the church.

Before Laurence let the kitten out of his office though, he held his promise to Micolash and let him into his office to take a look at the kitten that was his namesake.

Once Laurence had entered the room, Mick had jumped off the couch, mewing at his sight, coming closer with his tail straight in the air, but he stopped once he noticed that Micolash had followed Laurence and his tail started to swing around at the sight of the intruder.

“Well, Micolash, this is Mick.”, Laurence said, kneeling down to observe the cat as Micolash got closer and kneeled down too, thoroughly studying every feature at the black kitten.

“You are right, this cat kind of looks like me.”, Micolash said and extended a hand to pet the kitten which got dismissed with a hiss and made Micolash pull back his hand in an instant.

“Don't scare him like this. Let him come to you first.”, Laurence said. “Or give him some dry fish treats. He loves this stuff.”

Ever since Laurence had brought Mick back the kitten clearly had demanded to get fed with dry fish treats regularly and so it became a daily occurrence for Laurence to either go to the fish store himself or send someone, usually Florence, to get them for him. Right now he tossed Micolash a small bag filled with the treat which got caught by his friend.

As Mick saw, or more smelled, the bag, he mewed excitedly and came closer to Micolash, not caring anymore that there was a scary stranger. “See.”, Laurence grinned and sat himself on the couch as he observed how Micolash made friends with Mick over the dry fish treats.

Once the kitten was full and cleaning himself, Micolash sat himself to Laurence on the couch. “And you just picked him off the cemetery? Why?”, he asked.

“Because he was cute.”, Laurence said. “And maybe I felt a bit sorry for him... Could be that he also reminded me a bit of myself...” Maybe it hadn't been a coincidence but fate that he had met the cat at his parents grave? Laurence wasn't too sure about it, but he knew that he didn't regret taking Mick in. “Also I always wanted a cat.”

“I know. Back at Byrgenwerth it was super easy to distract you by just throwing a cat at your direction. It would ensure that you would spend at least thirty minutes playing with it or trying to play with it.”

“Wait, does that mean every time I saw a cat you have placed it there to get a head start on studying from me?”, Laurence narrowed his eyes, a mystery from his school years suddenly unveiled.

“Not every time, but often.”, Micolash grinned. “But what does this matter anymore, we both dropped out.”

“And we managed to build this.”, Laurence gestured at their surroundings. “We wouldn't have made it that far when we had stayed.”

Laurence and Micolash talked a bit more, at one point Mick came to them to cuddle on with Laurence on his lap and let Micolash pet him, starting to purr loudly. As Micolash offered to get them some drinks, so Laurence wouldn't have to disturb the cat by moving, the kitten suddenly was wide awake, its eyes round like plates and as abrupt as he had awoken, Mick zoomed off, zigzagged through the office, mewed and hissed in nothing at particular, attacked the curtains and jumped from the couch to the shelf to the desk.

Micolash and Laurence just stared at this behaviour dumbfounded.

“Did he get stung by a Hornet or what?”, Micolash asked as he set the glasses down on the couch table and promptly picked them up again when Mick brushed them and they started to wiggle.

“I heard of this behaviour.”, Laurence said, as a kid he had often hung around people with cats and they had told him a lot of stories. “Cats sometimes do it to get rid of too much energy. They call it the crazy five minutes.”

“And you really named this cat after me?”, Micolash said, sitting down again, waiting for Mick's “five minutes” to be over.

“Hey, don't you see the striking resemblance in looks and behaviour?”, Laurence grinned at him and got a light smack on the head from Micolash's side.

After Mick had cavorted enough, he came back to Laurence' lap and plopped down on it. Now that the storm was over, Micolash could finally pour them in their drinks.

They talked a bit more before Micolash excused himself and left Laurence and the kitten alone. Laurence picked Mick up carefully from his lap and lifted him to his face: “Time for you to see the rest of the church.”

Introducing Mick to the rest of the church went surprisingly smooth. The kitten didn't want to see that much at first, pretty much was satisfied after he had done a few steps outside the office, body so close to the ground that his stomach almost hit the floor when he snuck around.

The second day Mick was becoming more brave and explored the whole hallway under Laurence' supervision and on the third day he got curious enough to try and mount the stairs to the upper floor, but he was still small and barely made it so Laurence put him on his shoulders and went up the stairs for him, the kitten staring at everything around them with wide eyes, apparently feeling comfortable sitting on Laurence' shoulders so that he didn't made any tries to jump down. As Laurence was carrying Mick around, occasionally commenting on something church related, he ran into Gehrman and Maria who apparently had decided to visit the church.

“Oh, hey, Laurence, how is it going?”, Gehrman said as he noticed his friend, Maria nodded along to his words. Gehrman's eyes lighted up when he saw Laurence' little companion and he said: “Is that the kitten you picked up? Look at him, he really looks like Micolash.” Gehrman laughed and let the kitten play with his finger, always pulling it away whenever Mick would have caught it. The hind claws of Mick though pierced rather painful through Laurence' shoulders.

“Ouch... stop this, Gehrman, don't fix him on like this!”, he complained. “This hurts... and he makes holes in my clothes!”

“Ah, sorry.”, Gehrman said, retreating his fingers. Mick still stared at them when Laurence removed him from his shoulders to carry him in his arms instead.

“What are you doing here?”, Laurence asked.

“Gehrman was thinking about recruiting a few more hunters to help with the beasts that occasionally escape the pthumerian graves and because the workshop doesn't have enough room for them, we wanted to take a look if the church would have enough room to house them.”, Maria answered on his behalf. As she spoke she had a dreamy look in her eyes and suddenly asked: “May I pet the kitten?”

“Hm, oh, sure...”, Laurence said, holding Mick out to Maria who leaned into her touch, staring to purr in an instant. Then it hit him what Maria had said: “Wait, you want to house hunters here without having asked me first?!”

“That is why we were looking first.”, Maria said, smiling at Mick, “Before we know if there is room it wouldn't make a lot of sense to ask.”

“Actually makes sense...”, Laurence said. “Listen, you can feel free to search for a lot in Cathedral Ward to establish a workshop there. The one you have is really really small, it barely has room for you two. It could be better when all the Hunters are at the same place.”

“Really? Thank you, Laurence!”, Gehrman said, his eyes lighting up. “I make sure to bring some treats for your cat next.” After he had said that, Gehrman had dashed off. Maria gave Mick a last pet and followed him: “We'll see each other around.”

After this encounter Laurence' life got back to normal, only difference was that he had a cat with him now. Mick mostly still stayed in his office, but he opened him the door whenever he wanted out or in. At the moment, Mick was waiting in front of the door, demanding to be let out when Laurence was busy sighting the daily newspaper.

As Mick's mews got too irritating, Laurence sighed, stood up and walked the short distance to the door to open it. Once Mick had slipped out, he closed the door again, walked back to his desk and straightened the newspaper to continue reading.

Not even five minutes later Laurence heard Mick scream outside of the door, demanding to be let in. “That was quick...”, Laurence murmured and opened the door. Mick slipped in and Laurence went back to his desk.

A few minutes later Mick was mewing at the door again. “Really?”, Laurence said as he stood up to let Mick out. As he heard the mewing of Mick to be let in just as he had sat down and picked up the newspaper to continue reading, his patience ran out. He hurried to the door, opened it and when Mick came in, Laurence tapped his foot, saying: “In... out... would it be so hard to just decide what you want?!”

Mick just stared at Laurence with his big yellow eyes and turned around to go outside again. The rest of the day the door of Laurence' office was ajar.

The next day, Laurence found Gehrman in his workshop and before his friend could even say hello, he murmured: “Gehrman, I need you to build a cat door into my office. Ask no questions.” After that, Laurence left leaving a very confused Gehrman behind, but found the requested cat door had build in the next day. (Author's note: Isn't a cat that can't decided if it wants in or out the most annoying thing ever?!) Next chapter: https://mrslittletall.tumblr.com/post/190664879069/title-the-crazy-cat-vicar-chapter-5