#mainverse.

[painremainsi]

The halls were quiet, long emptied of students, but Luci felt the presence approach from the doorway, before she saw them. “School’s out,” she said without looking up from her desk, turning a page in an old leather-bound book. When they didn’t leave she met their gaze, sharp hazel eyes studying them. “If you’re looking for a teacher, you’ve found one.” A smirk ghosted her lips. “But I doubt you’re here for a history lesson.”

[eiverja]

eivor would have floundered in rygjafylke following kjotve's death without the allthing and subsequent relocation. she obsessed over and poured herself into her pursuit, and lacking something to redirect that energy into would have seen her spiraling into a deep depression.

because eivor never processed her trauma, not really. she kept going, and going, and going, always one step ahead of facing what she'd experienced.

styrbjorn's decision saved her from that. eivor would've hated who she'd become without an outlet.

[werexcat]

Gabriel was absolutely starving at this point--and rather than use any more of the money that had been pocketed into his jeans--he'd simply decided to stick it out inside. If only he could give away the money, but just thinking about it made Razor's face come into his mind again and he ... he just couldn't do that. Goddamnit.

Oh well. Starve it was--or not, apparently, since Roland didn't seem to mind taking him along with him to eat.

"... ... Alright."

Watching the brunet for a moment longer, the Werecat proceeded to follow after the other because it wasn't like he knew the way, but at least food would be soon. It didn't even matter what kind, but as far as dinner was concerned, he'd eat whatever would be served to him without question.

Roland heard that grumble of Gabe's stomach, but he kept his eyes trained on the werecat's face. Poor guy must be starving if the mere mention of food warranted a noise like that. Roland could relate.

"Of course." He smiled. "I wouldn't offer if I didn't mean it in all sincerity.

"Come on." He motioned with his head for Gabe to follow him to his 'home'. "It's only a short walk away from here."

[80s-pizza-party]

twomindsbrokenheart​:

80s-pizza-party​:

… Cassie’s tears were coming back… and her face screwed up again… before she lurched forward, her arms circling tight around Roxy’s chest.

“Y-You saved me… even after I…! I-I…!!”

Roxy folded her arms around Cassie.

“Yes. Yes, I did. No kid gets attacked by a stupid scrawny endo monster if I can help it.”

Cassie made a sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob, her arms tightening slightly.

At least someone was on her side...

[randomly--accessed--memories]

Had some ideas about Proto Vox and Niffty while driving

Vox and Niffty meet when Vox's boss hires her to make his clothes/costumes. She's not under contract with his overlord (not under contract with anyone, in fact); she's just freelancing, so she only comes by the compound once every few weeks.

The two of them form a tentative bond over the hardships they face due to their demonic forms, and their shared ambitions to eventually rise above their stations.

Vox is hamstrung by being locked into a deal with his boss and only ever being allowed to leave the base in her company. Niffty is just a regular sinner with no real power, but she uses her seamstress job and unassuming appearance to network and collect/trade information.

Vox is privy to tons of information about his overlord's business dealings and private affairs since he's almost always with her. Up until this point, he hadn't been able to make use of that information due to his limited mobility, but now he has Niffty. He shares confidential information with her, and she carries it back outside. She then trades it to others in exchange for favors/assets/information, which she shares with Vox whenever she sees him next.

They're able to keep this arrangement up for a few years. Niffty's starting to accumulate some power, but Vox is still stuck under his boss' thumb. One day, something bad goes down between Vox and his boss, and he confides in Niffty that he needs to get out of this fucking place; he feels like he's gonna snap if he doesn't. Sympathizing with her friend, Niffty decides to take a risk. She spreads a rumor that Vox's boss has done/is planning on doing something to slight the Radio Demon.

Just as she'd hoped, Alastor shows up at Vox's overlord's compound and kills her, broadcasting her screams to the city. Niffty is excited, not only because there's now a power vacuum that she can take advantage of but also because Vox is free. However, he's nowhere to be found. Niffty assumes he split to go strike out on his own and tries not to resent him for not getting in contact with her (and hopes that she didn't accidentally get him killed by sending the Radio Demon after the woman whose company he was always in).

Years pass, and Niffty builds up her business, eventually achieving overlord status. At an event, she happens to cross paths with Alastor... and Vox! She's thrilled to see him again (and that he's not dead). It turns out that Alastor took an interest in him when he went to kill his boss, and Vox has been with him ever since. Things were a bit rocky at first, but after a while, the two of them became friends– actual friends, not a master and servant like Vox and his old boss had been. With Alastor's guidance, Vox has been building up power of his own. He recently discovered that he can modify his body, and has just gotten his first augmentation: a pair of neon blue claws (which look suspiciously similar to Alastor's, but Niffty doesn't mention that). The two of them agree to stay in touch and possibly do business together now that they've got more than just information to offer each other.

Vox and Niffty remain friends, occasionally meeting up for business-related things or just to chat. Vox slowly upgrades more and more parts of his body. Niffty's happy for him that he's finally able to gain some control over the form he hated. She jokes with him that she's jealous; he gets to change his body however he wants, but she's stuck looking this way forever. Do ladybugs go through metamorphosis? However, things are starting to get tense between Vox and Alastor. She can't tell if it's because of the upgrades, Vox's increasing confidence and success, or something else.

Eventually, Vox and Alastor fall out. Niffty is just as shocked as the rest of the city when Vox emerges from their fight not only alive, but having forced Alastor to retreat. Yes, it was a stalemate and Vox came out of it the worse for wear, but it was still something no one else had been able to do before. While she knows the split from Alastor hurt him deeply, Niffty is happy for Vox that he's suddenly in the spotlight, ready to claim the power he always craved in a body that feels right to him.

Alastor has a dilemma now: he wants to make Vox pay for ruining things between them and daring to try to compete with him, but he doesn't want to kill Vox. He's also curious about a certain ability of his that he's aware of but has yet to fully explore. The solution to both problems presents itself in the form of Niffty. While she and Vox truly aren't that close, she's an easy target, and Alastor's been feeling spiteful these past few months.

Vox is shaken by Niffty's "death," but it does nothing to dissuade him from the path he's on– quite the opposite. However, he's horrified when he learns about Alastor's new maid. Seeing Niffty, a clever and driven woman who he'd once commiserated with over their pathetic demonic forms, reduced to a hyper, childish freak is like something out of a nightmare. Vox could hear the message Alastor was trying to send loud and clear: "If I can do this to her, I can do it to you too." The thought of losing everything and truly becoming the fool everyone had once assumed him to be was terrifying, but Vox's pride and hatred of Alastor would not allow him to back down. He took measures to protect himself from his former friend and continued working to build his soon-to-be empire.

When Vox and Niffty reunite at the hotel, neither them are in the right headspace to process what's wrong. However, there's a little twinge of... something deep within them both. Something like sorrow.

[doctoregonspengler]

@ashortdropandasuddenstop | Pieces on a chessboard

When Egon had left the nautical museum the night before, Ray had been waiting for him at Ecto-1. He had taken the time to update his friend on what had happened in the brig of the ship, and Ray had told him that he would look into ways to help the apparition. He had originally insisted on coming with him the following day, but Egon had refused. None of them had liked the idea of him returning alone to a haunt. But he was resolute, telling them to trust his judgement. The museum had closed an hour before he'd arrived. He'd had to pull a few strings with the staff to allow him in without the Harrington's knowledge. They were almost too happy to comply and the doctor had the feeling that Harrington may not have been that well liked.

With his briefcase in hand, he walked up the gang plank of the ship and paused. He didn't want to have to go back down to the brig, but he didn't know if it would be presumptuous to walk right in to the captain's quarters. He didn't have his PKE meter with him so he wasn't sure where the officer would be. After a moment's deliberation, he knock on the door and let himself in.

No one was in sight and he scouted the area out. Spotting the tea table near the harbor-facing window, he opened his briefcase and set up the chess set he had brought with him. He sat down on the side of the black pieces and waited, watching out of the window at the water. He didn't know how long he would be sitting by himself, but he was patient. He would wait as long as the ghost needed.

[straycalamities]

(aug 2018?) fuck it i am probably Never going to finish these so have them they were supposed to go on his main blog as a like...hiatus explanation, but that was like 5 hiatuses ago

[reap-the-game]

Jaded hearts never move on

[bcdcompcny]

@fa1lsoldier sent:

you don't need to explain anything. i heard the truth.

PROMPTS FOR THE BIG MISUNDERSTANDING

🐍—-;; His gaze settles on the other man, any pretence of friendliness has left him, he simply finishes what's left in his glass. Blue light dancing across his finger tips briefly before he leans down on the table. His eyes narrow a little bit, not hiding the fact that someone had been listening to a private conversation. He does wave away his bodyguard though, Vinny didn't need to make this situation worse by being a loose canon, Mattia is calm, but cautious as he speaks. "And what exactly is this 'truth' you think you heard? I'd like to know." He can take a guess, but he's not about to give this man anything if he's bluffing.

[eiverja]

important portrayal notes

(in no particular order)

tries to talk Dag down. he dies with weapon in hand

dislikes and distrusts Ivarr. their interactions are tense and terse. denies him his axe. is truthful about this with Ubba.

Ceolbert is her son. I said what I said.

unexplored/pushed down feelings for Randvi.

[monenblogi]

@draconicfool - from dis

"It's not up for debate, Eros, you cannot touch it."

[80s-pizza-party]

New Sensations || Closed RP @80s-pizza-party

twomindsbrokenheart​:

80s-pizza-party​:

Cassidy clapped her hands together and bounced on her feet, grinning.

Freddy, instantly cheered by seeing them so excited, smiled down at them. “You should both get to bed,” he suggested. “You will need your energy for the big day tomorrow!”

“Aw, but now we’re too excited to sleep!” Gregory protested.

[pistolslinger]

brekker had a habit of standing on the precipice of true, sincere understanding of others — not the kind he used to judge people for how easily they could be conned, not the kind that determined if someone was enough of a threat to not make deals with. no, it was just honest understanding, where it felt sometimes as if kaz could read minds, and jesper often saw it flicker in his eyes before whatever controlled his bastardousness (his heart, his brain, his soul? who knew anymore) burnt it to a blackened husk.

jesper watches as the reminder of the gap in their ranks, the reminder of helvar, impacts in the wrong way. he watches as kaz's voice rises and his eyes grow wide, and he watches as kaz — logical, quick witted kaz — butchers the sentiment behind responsibility to the dregs. he can't even tell if it was on purpose or not.

i won't betray that responsibility. jesper's expression slams shut.

"can you, though?" he says it softly, curiosity cut through with something wary; he wants to believe kaz can plan his way out of anything; he wants to believe that the irrationality rollins inspires in kaz can be tempered, or kept on a leash. he wants to believe kaz. "is there anything that brings you back, when you get in over your head?"

continued from here with @pistolslinger

there was no fill of justice in ketterdam. the threats he had forced upon rollins, the nightmares he had planted in the man’s mind, they were nothing compared to the haunted alleyways kaz had been forced to walk ever since he lost his brother, to the childhood that had been stolen from him, to the quiet farm boy that laughed loudly and ran with reckless abandon through fields — unaware of the darkness lurking right around the corner. 

the only way kaz would ever get his fill of justice was if he could go back in time and make it so that his brother lived. but there was no one who could and pekka rollins had to suffer because of it. someone had to shoulder the blame for ripping away a future where kaz was just a boy, not a bastard. a future where it wouldn’t be weak to love his brother and he wouldn’t be punished for wearing his heart on his sleeve.

something stirs within him at jesper’s words and his throat tightens. he forces out a scoff instead, seemingly uncaring in the face of criticism. ❝   you’re just as much a fool for underestimating me. i know what i’m doing. ❞ he grips tightly to the crow head of the cane as he stares at the other. since when had his business ever been a concern of jesper’s ? it wasn’t for him to question, it wasn’t for him to —

helvar. the name echoes through his skull and the drüskelle’s voice soon follows, as loud as jordie’s once had been.  ❝ it ends when i say it does ! ❞ kaz snaps, raising his voice, and his eyes suddenly growing wide, as if in fear of his own rage. he looks away, avoiding jesper’s gaze, ❝ people have wanted me dead since before i joined the dregs. yet here i stand. ❞

his shoulders roll with discomfort as he softens his tone,  ❝ you won��t bury anyone else. i have a responsibility to my crew that very well can’t be fulfilled if i am dead. i won’t... ❞ he struggles to find the right words,  ❝ i won’t betray that responsibility, ❞ i won’t betray you, jesper.  ❝ and i will make my plans with that responsibility in mind. ❞

[circusroyal]

CAINE  had  out  done  himself  this  time  ,  a  western  ,  he  must  have  patched  the  idea  from  the  rodeo  sometime  ago  ,  whatever  the  case  all  was  quite  exhilarating  until  it  became  apparent  that  the  adventure  would  take  a  turn  as  it  always  did  .  They  were  on  a  bounty  hunt  for  some  criminals  across  the  plain  &  knowing  they  would  have  to  handle  firearms  had  some  cast  members  𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄.

KINGER  had  taken  POMNI  / @pomniegranate aside  after  the  insistence  that  he  knew  how  to  use  a  fire  arm  ,  he  complied  though  keeping  on  track  was  always  difficult  for  the  oldest  ,  she  had  to  keep  reminding  him  what  they  were  doing  to  which  he  would  apologies  ,  hands  clasped  together  to  stop  them  from  ticking  &  his  head  stooped  .

Okay  ,  once  more  .

❝  You  know  you  have  to  hold  your  breath  ,  pull  back  the  trigger  &  --  𝐀𝐇  !  -  𝐎𝐇  ,  A   𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐋𝐄  ?!  ❞ 

[vxmpirehunterd]

would d ever want children of his own? or would he rather adopt considering to bear children similar to him would cause tremendous pain and even death to the birth mother ;o; //

{This is a great question! And honestly it depends on the verse he's in and person he's with--so lemme get to the run down. A summary if you will.

In D's main (canon) universe, him ever having a child or adopting children could honestly be out of the question. Near impossible due to the set of circumstances surrounding him and the social politics that plague his world around vampires (and by extension dhampirs like himself).

His occupation as a bounty hunter has him on the move 24/7, forming bonds or a romantic relationship is difficult given the nature of his job. He makes a lot of enemies on said job and anyone known to be associated with him in such an intimate can get hurt. Especially if they know D's away on business.

He's a dhampir. And living as one carries a heavy social stigma that will keep most people (esp humans) away from him. And on the off chance a human could form a romantic bond with the hunter--the human in the scenario runs the risk of being ostracized by society as well; just by the crime of being in the close company of a dhampir. If D did have a kid via mortal (assuming mortal survives pregnancy or they adopted) His family wouldn't be welcomed anywhere either. Most towns are going to be suspicious of D and whatever family he has. Unless they live out in the country far away from other human civilizations--but I doubt that would be healthy for his kids. D would NOT want that for his children--to be the perpetual outcasts.

The only way I could see him having a family working out in his main canon is if all the vampires went extinct and have been extinct for a LONG TIME. So long that no one even remembers a time vampires existed, leaving D to quietly live his life under humanity's radar. Another option is somehow humans and vampires were able to live in harmony again--like in the golden age. Or D just gets with another supernatural entity like himself and lives under the radar. (But that's if he completes his main goal of exterminating the nobility.)

Now here's where D could potentially raise a family of his own. The many different verse I have him run amuck in.

When it comes to roleplay--you meet a lot of interesting people, and characters. D gets to be in situations and live in worlds he isn't used to being in, he's forced to interact with people on a near constant basis. Allowing him to form bonds he usually wouldn't. And living in a universe where the stigma against vampires isn't as SEVERE as his own.

In certain "modern" verses (Ex. his JJK, Vampire Knight, Hellsing, Devil may Cry, etc) D is younger. He's not the over 10,000+ year old we are used to. He has lived over a century yes but he isn't as ancient. He lives in an intact society that for the most part thinks vampires are myths. While getting pregnant by him would be a perilous experience if the person was human-- if human survives D would raise the family happily.

In his certain final fantasy verses (FFX and FFVII), Vampires don't seem to exist there--so he's an anomaly. And he's living in an intact society that isn't plagued with other blood-thirsty vampires having an iron-grip on humanity that causes the fear and the prejudice that he is used to.

The people I can see him having children/raising children with are either 'magical mortals.' Or other supernatural beings tbh.

[cucosbiggestfan]

heh.. how we feelin chat!.. 😜🤫