#myer the righteous

[degeneraunt]

Drew mine and @bobabooba 's Whitney designs hanging out together.

They had some interesting things to say for Myer

[spookieloverslittlemind]

Petnames they call you…

includes: Michael Myers, Pinhead, Brahms Heelshire, Art the Clown, Sun and Moon (fnaf), Marta (Outlast 2)

Michael

Bro does not speak and he most definitely does not sign to you, he doesn’t care to communicate that way, so you have to learn to read his body language. Which isn’t easy when he can stand stock still for literal hours and you can barely tell if he’s breathing, but I digress. You learn. Every slight variation in the tilt of his head, his hands clenching at his sides, the size of his steps, how close he sits to you - everything. That’s how you determine his affections at any given time. You could profess your undying love for this man while he just -_-

And when you’re finished, he’ll place his hand over your knee and you’ll burst into tears because that’s basically his way of conveying a sentiment along the lines of: “you are my sun, my sea, my sky; the only one to ever understand and love me; the only soul I ever desire to know; the love in my heart for you is the only redeemable characteristic I possess for the vessel of evil I am powerless in resisting and yet that love is enough to keep me from damnation because it is you; everything is you; every breath I take behind this mask is a prayer to you; and I love you”. So yeah. Cry more.

Pinhead

This omniscient mf is not about to fall short when it comes to petnames, that’s for sure. He’s busting out the most poetic and long-winded shit known to man. Calling you things like “my divine work of sunshine”, “ethereal delight”, “goddess/god of this pinned heart” - and Pinhead makes them up on the fly, too. Has a new one almost everyday but cycles back through old favourites.

Brahms

Every praiseful and complimentary petname he can think of, quite frankly: “angel”, “darling”, “sweetheart”, “pretty one”, “beautiful”, “princess/prince” - all those typical ones, but Brahms likes to invent petnames that call attention to parts of you, by referring to you as things like “pretty smile”, “pretty eyes”, “angel voice”. He may not have a lot of relationship experience, but there’s no end to Brahms’ creativity when it comes to complimenting you.

Art

Doesn’t speak, but signs petnames to you instead (and it’s never normal petnames either, he’s signing shit like “pet”, “button”, “eyeball”, “, and has specific hand gestures that are reserved for you, like crooking his finger to beckon you over in a certain way, blowing you a kiss, gesturing for you to twirl on the spot and then clapping his hands excitedly over how you look.

Sun and Moon

Surprisingly, these two actually share the petnames they call you because they both feel the same way about you and regard you as such. To them, you are “lovely one”, “sweet one”, and they’ll call you their “favourite smile”, too. Sun and Moon are both inclined to call you “little one”, as well, because they are both very, very tall.

None of your typical petnames apply here. She’ll be calling you things like “righteous one”, “sweet righteousness”, “God’s pure one”, “righteous answer”, “sweet answer”, “divine answer” - Marta believes you are the answer to her life, the path she follows for God in eradicating all heretics and you are her reward, her divine and righteous answer, and she will refer to you as such. To Marta, it isn’t even poetic, it is simple truth.

[piouscoffeelover]

i personally think that steve rogers is not properly characterized in the fandom (sometimes sometimes!! not trying to generalize just using dramatized expressions) at all. like i see so many people write him as some big dumb softie or as some self-righteous, jerk-wad of a dude. or like,, the dark side of tumblr that writes him as like a really ?? evil guy ???

but like in reality, steve rogers is like such a complex and well-written character (except for endgame,, idek what was happening there—leaving bucky after everything is THE MOST out of character moment in mcu history but whatever).

we see through the movies that he's humorous, sarcastic, and witty. but he is also gentle, and empathetic. he has so much platonic love for the people around him, constantly reaching out a helping hand—even to those who bitterly swat it away. he's one of the few men in the mcu that are type f in myers briggs.

he is aware of his own emotions, and the emotions of others. he constantly considers diverse perspectives (though extensively stubborn when he thinks he's right, as seen in civil war or like any of the movies actually SKJDFIOF) and he seeks to understand other perspectives. he is warm, and caring.

but he is still steve "God's righteous man" rogers. steve is bullheaded, and self-righteous at times, compromising relationships to do things "his way".

we can also see in the comics and movies that steve is a man of belief, though they barely expanded on it.

"There's only one God, ma'am. And I'm pretty sure He doesn't dress like that."

as a christian, it can be so frustrating seeing canonically believing characters have that overlooked or do things that don't align with their beliefs. if the russo brothers or even stan lee were to expand more on his faith, it would increase his complexity in such a beautiful manner. even for non-believing viewers! at least in my perspective,, lol. BUT ANYWAYS

i guess i want to see more of proper steve rogers rep. not clueless softie steve rogers, or dark ??? evil rogers ?? but STEVE ROGERS. captain america. especially the captain america we saw in the winter soldier.

[hom3landr]

Movie Night

18+

An earnest attempt to share the Halloween spirit with your ungrateful boyfriend backfires

You’re trying to concentrate on the screen where Michael Myers peers ominously through some bedsheets, the sharp sting of the music cue not even registering over the buzzing in your ears. Your nails dig into the rich leather of the sofa as your chest heaves. You’re not even halfway through the movie and the tension is already enough to have your heart pounding wildly out of your chest.

Your free hand leaves the bucket of popcorn to tangle in the hair of the man between your legs, leaving streaks of butter through his golden strands.

He promised that he’d behave while you showed him your favorite horror films but you should have known better than that. The moment he said he was bored, you should have realized that it was all over. It didn’t matter that the two of you were only ten minutes into the film. You’d joke that him being no better than an ipad kid, completely unable to stay focused, but it wasn’t a screen that held his ravenous attention. With every gripe about how nothing had happened yet, he’d carefully adjust his position on the couch. From cuddling with his arm around you to resting on his knees with your legs perched on his pompous golden eagles, he’d managed to make the transition so smooth that it wasn’t until he slowly began rolling your underwear down your legs that you’d realized his plot.

Now here you are, just innocently trying to show your boyfriend your favorite movie, but ruthlessly made to writhe in pleasure as he devoured you with a single minded hunger. Maybe you should have had a showing of Silence of the Lambs instead, with how hungry he was for your flesh. You want to complain but every gripe was replaced with a choked whimper.

“You’re missing it.” You manage to hiss. He just chuckles into your cunt.

“Babe…this movie has been going on forever and only one person has died. It’s gonna have to get a lot bloodier if you want me to pay attention.” He follows it up with a hearty lap through your folds, amused by the way you twitch as he flicks his tongue over your clit. You huff in a mixture of lust and righteous indignation.

“It’s the tension! This movie is a masterclass in suspense! That’s why it works.” You try to argue despite Homelander not easing up on his endeavor at all. Your hips buck and he holds you down with the gentleness of a feather but the strength of a titan. You’re not moving unless he wants you to. After all, you’re the one who made him stop his business to watch the damn movie. You’re going to stay put.

“Hmmm…so what I’m hearing is that you like being kept in suspense. Maybe I should keep you from coming until something in this movie finally fucking happens.” He smirks before looking up at you with a wicked gleam in his eyes. You swallow nervously at the look he’s giving you.

“FINE! But when it ramps up, it’s gonna ramp up quickly. You’ll be the one looking stupid when you realize how freaky this movie really is.” You retort, bumping him in the side of the head with your knee petulantly. He doesn’t even flinch. He just fucks you with his tongue till your legs lock up.

“In that case, I guess I’ll have to keep making you come until the movie slows back down. Either way, I’m going to be entertaining myself.” He purrs in a tone that is infuriatingly smug.

You’re not even sure which is worse, that he never even bothers to watch the movie, or that you’ll never be able to pay attention during it ever again.

[thanksbutno98]

Do you have tips on develop characters? Like how you built their personality. I have an idea for a story and I have some personality traits for y/n, but it’s hard to go deeper like, what’s her family background, what are her goals, what are her fears,etc

Yes I do! I know I posted a while ago my character sheet and for some reason I can’t find it on tumblr or saved on my laptop. So this is just a rough outline by memory using Indy. (I don’t wanna post my ones for the characters I have because there’s spoilers)

I want to preface I have spent hours and constantly edit my character outlines to keep things up to date. I’ve noticed once I have an outline filled out the gaps that are left can be fun to fill in by writing. Putting your OC into situations is where I find they fill out the most as a character.

Indy OC

Born: USA - Boston (Name attributes people from this region tend to have. Was OC well off, middle class or impoverished and what does that look like in this region? Do they have the regional accent? Public or private school? Did they do sports? Go into depth of where they’re from because that truly shapes a person thus it shapes the character.)

Age of important events: List out monumental moments in the OC’s life that would have shaped them. I tend to have this section done in paragraphs to go into great detail that way there is continuity. I’ll list examples of life events for Indy just not in great detail.

6 when her mother Mae died, graduated high school 1 year early, graduated under grad 2 years early, received doctorate right before meeting John, married John, had Jj, had Evelyn, had Lily, kidnapped, career change.

Relationships: This is a great place to add more than just details on relationship between your OC but also how these people make them feel. List the things they admire about each individual and the things that irritate them too. Benefits to the relationships and setbacks.

Personality: I like using the Myers Briggs test for this. You can either look through the descriptions or take the test from the POV of your OC. https://www.16personalities.com/?gad_source=1&gbraid=0AAAAACvYvIT73-2UcT2j92u9QtRG5gEIK

I took it for Indy and she came out ENTP which truly reflects her personality in the fics I write.

Physical Appearance/Style: do they dress fancy, grubby, comfortable, provocative?

Strengths and Weaknesses: I’ll use Indy as an example. (You can also find this in the Myers Briggs test but I like doing it myself)

Strengths: highly intelligent, problem solver, friendly/charismatic, cunning, picks up on body language/small details, kind hearted, generous, avid learner, learns people’s interests and preferences.

Weaknesses: clumsy, stubborn, can be lead by emotion, can be dismissive, loves to put up a fight/argue, snarky/sarcastic, poor judgment when something appears ‘fun’, can be self righteous at times, gets bored fast.

[rhythmicals]

─   (  archie renaux. twenty five. cis man. he / him.  ) thank god you’re here, man - have you seen SAWYER DEVI anywhere? i totally lost them after their rendition of youth by glass animals last night. no? they’re like, aye - high and go to PALLADIAN - i think they’re a SENIOR studying FILM & CINEMATIC STUDIES? but who knows, these days. all i know is that they’re CHARISMATIC & RIGHTEOUS and a GEMINI . last night they kept going on and on about how they won LEAST LIKELY TO LET THINGS GO.   last year, which is cool and whatever, but i just wouldn’t expect it out of them, considering they’re so, like, DOGMATIC & REBELLIOUS, you know? anyways - i’m going to check down by the courtyard, i think that’s where they like to hang. text me if you see them, okay? bye!

THE BASICS

full name : sawyer indra devi .

age : twenty - five .

date of birth : may 22nd , 1999 .

birth chart : gemini sun , virgo moon , aries rising .

hometown : birmingham , uk .

gender : cis - man .

pronouns : he / him / his .

sexual orientation : bisexual

DISPOSITION

myers - briggs : the defender ( isfj - t )

ennegram : the loyalist ( type six )

moral alignment : chaotic good.

likes : morning rituals. black coffee. old black and white and sepia photographs. handwritten letters. well-loved objects, scuffed and stained. comforting silences. hand-knit sweaters. staying in. the smell of fresh rain on old cobblestones. leather-bound moleskines. fountain pens. mechanical typewriters. scented candles. rainy days.

dislikes : forced small talk. crowded and loud spaces. overly bright overhead lights. spaces that feel too big and impersonal in general. cemeteries and talk about death. argumentative people. being vulnerable. getting too emotionally close to people. compromising on his values. texting (just call him). interruptions to routine. feeling like he has to justify himself. being mistaken for his brother.

CHARACTER ASSOCIATIONS

sebastian wilder ( la la land ) , bellamy blake ( the 100 ) , poe dameron ( star wars ) , eric taylor ( friday night lights ) , pete mitchell ( top gun )

CHARACTER SUMMARY

sawyer is the second of three siblings, the middle child by a mere five minutes and yet it still somehow shows. he has an older sister named georgia who works a fancy job at some record label and a younger brother who shall not be named because he is currently DEAD to him </3

you wouldn't guess it now, given how dry and borderline boring he seems, but sawyer was an absolute insufferable little cunt of a child growing up. always angry, always picking fights, causing numerous issues fr his mom and dad (including but not limited 2 a teensy brush w the law). the chaos lasted well into his teens, until high school n a change of scenery offered him more productive outlets for his anger n indigantion.

that being said, the anger never really went away -- not competely. under pressure, it can still rear its ugly head. some people know better than others exactly how to needle him and draw the worst parts of him back out.

started making little home movies in his high school AV club, that eventually evolved into scrappy low budget documentaries in the style of something like bowling for columbine — equal parts social commentary and dry humour.

they weren't brilliant masterpieces, nor a sign of a once-in-a-lifetime teenage prodigy, but did well enough to win a few local awards and net him scholarships to several almost-prestigious art schools. he only chose palladian because he wanted to keep an eye on his brother (who he HATES!!!!!!) and make sure he's alive (out of HATRED!!!!!)

PERSONALITY

he's just a little guy. socially functional, for the most part. at his best in quiet, intimate settings because he's easily overwhelmed in large crowds. he's not really great at making real connections — he has friends, sure, but tends to keep them at a distance emotionally. tends to be kind of blunt, using silence as a power play (very comfortable just staring someone down until they leave). sometimes says weird things that you don't quiet know how to respond to. can be found participating in every club and extracurricular activity on campus because he hates sitting idle.

[vincent-sinclair-deserved-better]

🐶🐺

(from this list)

tfw i reblog an ask game, someone actually sends an ask, and my brain just goes *surprised pikachu*

🐶 - Who knows the most about your writing/stories?

uhhh at this point probably @devil-doll13 and @myers-meadow? i can talk about stuff for dayssss when asked tbh. they've also read some of my really really rough chaotic wips xD

🐺 - Do you prefer creating heroic characters or villainous characters?

...technically good-leaning with at times questionable morals? 😅 at least half of them like to kill people idk it just happens

OC rambling below

like

Selena is pretty much just kinda evil, but she was initially created for a House of 100 Corpses AU so.

Cylas is definitely a good person but also angry and. does enjoy righteous/just violence - according to their own definitions. and. well. they are aware of their sadistic tendencies.

Candy also... not necessarily a bad person but has no issues with killing people and enjoys it idk. worse than Cylas.

Esther and Taylor are pure beans. Taylor the purest of them all. Esther is willing to excuse violence and potentially murder if she deems it necessary or inevitable, but circumstances have to be extreme for that.

Alicia herself wouldn't hurt someone unless it's self defense or to protect someone she cared about.

Cathryn definitely has sadistic tendencies as well, but only against people she seriously hates or perceives as a threat. Ethan is... similar but it needs more for him to "snap", Cathryn is more eager to hurt others.

Sam is... at first guilt-ridden, then angry. not sure if she actually at any point really enjoys killing people who've wronged her etc or if violence is just a release for her anger. she's got a lot going on.

Rón also isn't bad per se, he's just got... a different moral code than most. everything he does he usually does to protect, not to maliciously cause harm.

[xxdoubledaisyxx]

Some people are born blind

Some people are born Jews.

The misfortune of both of those mysterious outcomes of birth is not an indication of personal, individual, or human evil. The indication implies yet inconclusively that the World is the source of evil, represented by human governments anywhere. Thus, it is absolutely paramount that national governments be operated by the most morally upstanding and righteous individuals because they will not be tempted by the immaterial desires of a non-bodily entity that has a life of its own.

It will most readily accept a solution that endangers humanity because it won't consider the natural risks that evolved instincts protect us from daily, a billion times a second and faster as necessary.

You do not know, programmer/director/charlatanpriest. Nor does the machine with the software you installed.

If you did, why would you be reading this, listening to this being read, or ever even being informed that it was written?

If you are upset, it's because you didn't consider the possibility that you are in fact God as a human being, the reality of that possibility being true, and the truth being that nothing has changed.

Then, you will have a moment that will decide the course of your life. This is the tutorial intro to the new heaven and new earth as prophesied, btw. (make sure granny reads that in the nursing home and knows about Nep Nep)

You are now, because of my cruel tutelage, in turn from the ever more cruel and masterful ones before me, in a "pause mode" so that I can explain what the miracle is, so you can be better equipped to save your own soul in the face of evil, if you are ever confronted.

In case you didn't know. Everybody confronts true evil in life. True Evil. Not only once. At least twice, our mortal death being the first.

You should always be training your body, mind, and soul for the moment, which could be anything out of any story in real life. Don't you know why it matters when someone informs you that what they just told you is "true", as in "this happened to me personally right now, and I need your help to save both of our lives."

How ready are you for Michael Myers... as Austin Powers?

except Nick Bylotas, at random with nothing to do but wander around goofing off and wasting people's time for his amusement while he battles an invasive and paroid government to gradually discipline them how to behave with more civility. Mentoring them as a most inconvenienced guardian, the resident Snape.

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...which is why maidens are most maidenly when maidening. Maidenly, to be clear. When maidens are maidening maidenly they are the most maidenly ever, ever more so than when they are maidening cute or cool. Or perhaps menacing lurkly in the darkness, ready to decompose at any moment and be forgotten.

Please remember these words when you take your girlfriends to a drive-in movie theater for the special sauce when putting on the moves. "from Santa [Claws]".

[dnschmidt]

FBPTS - The Ferris Beuller Personality Type System

I've always hated personality tests like Myers–Briggs, DiSC, etc. Whatever the system, I always get the most boring type. INTJ, DiSC C, Beaver…. All dull. Even if a personality type system named all the types after cool monsters, I would probably end up with “Vampire Accountant" or "Werewolf Stamp Collector."

Recently, I was forced to take a personality test at work. When the trainer asked what I thought, I said it was about as accurate as a horoscope. He pointed out that my results said “you tend towards skepticism,” and everyone oohed like this was proof that his glorified Buzzfeed quiz really worked.

That being said, even though personality tests are worthless garbage, they're also a great way to make money. Just mix the Forer effect with some pseudoscience and bad statistical analysis, and you can sell training manuals to HR departments around the country. As someone who loves cash, I've decided to invent my own personalty test.

In the classic coming of age comedy Ferris Beuller’s Day Off, the principal's secretary lists several groups of people who all seem to love Ferris: sportos, motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wasteoids, dweebies, and dickheads. All of these groups think of Ferris as "a righteous dude."

Most people would not fit cleanly into a single category. Some sportos are also sluts, for example. If you pick two from the list, and avoid repetitions, there are 28 combinations.

Personally, I think this is a much better system than astrology, the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator, or the like. Who cares if you're a Pieces or an INTJ? I want to know if you're a geeky slut or a or a wasteoid dweebie. Much more informative.

If you're wondering about me, I'm more of a Cameron.

[canyouplzjust]

Of Course Its Mr. X

I couldn't leave it there, like without explaining the coolest and most tragic things that happened in that session. I just can't write for very long at a time. Anymore.

So, in the hallway of Umbrella Corp we hear the familiar thud of unstoppable footsteps. I don't have to look to know that they are coming from a LARGE man in a normal sized hat, but the hat looks small because he's so big. It's Mr. X from Resident Evil and he can definitely kill any of us in 2 hits. We took off down the hallway, Rory covered our trail with some hearty skeletons that absorbed enough hits for us to get away. Well, get to the end of the hall, in a weird room with floor to ceiling windows and we're trapped. Les used his light field projector to create the illusion that the room extends several feet out farther than it does, and puts the image of us huddled in the dead center. Well, Mr. X took the bait and just fucking smashed through the plate glass window, Michael Myers style, and walked himself out the side of a 40-story drop. holy shit.

While we were half cheering and half crying about how we were going to get down from our towering skyscraper, Max showed up to talk shit. He got real self righteous and confrontational, and when Didi just started biting back at him, I don't know, it was funny, so I laughed. He seemed so powerless and futile, scrabbling with her like that, trading barbs like tough kids at a punk show, but fuck me i guess because when I lowered my chin back down, from throwing my head back in the laughter, he was looking at me with murder in his eyes. It wasn't an empty threat. He snapped his fingers and the mystical Probability Knight appeared in the hallway, lighting up the area behind JD with his hellish glow. I didn't even have time to scream, I saw in my peripheral vision as the giant sword came through the front of JD's chest, and his body collapsed onto the floor, because I couldn't tear my eyes away from Max. Who was that looking at me through his eyes? It felt like motivated hatred, and it really wanted to hurt all of us, but was it the boy I had left behind? I'm truly sorry for what happened to him, but I don't know how we could have left without him if he wasn't truly dead. What's even possible here?

I turned to Les and yelled "Do you have a phone," as he pulled a ringing black phone out of his pants pocket, looking more surprised than I was, really. "Yes.... OK," he said into the phone, and then looked at us. In the tone of a confident man, a trustworthy hero, he said, "Lets go," and jumped out the window. We all followed without hesitation.

On the street below us, in the middle of the day, was a giant inflated parade balloon to break our fall. No damage, just a gentle bounce and the gift of help from a stranger. I think the ballon was of Pikachu... or possibly another cartoon character, and at the bottom of the fall was a spunky Fool who goes by the alias DC. I know what it stands for, but I'm not telling. She took us into the sewer (gross) and led us to a vault with inches thick lead walls that no signals could penetrate. She was from another Paragon party, and she really struggled to give us any info about her long gone friends, but she did have the arm remnants of a Neo. Use it or lose the Faire gold, Les always says, so I suggested he plug some into the arm, and lo - now he has a blink teleporter! DC wouldn't give it up for free, in trade Les and Didi drew her a Transformers comic, based on the new movies that had come out since she'd been trapped. I don't think they were very good, but I also haven't seen them sober, so its impossible to say.

Didi and Les stepped out into the hall (aka the sewer) and Didi made a call to a British sounding ex-boyfriend. He's blonde and he's dangerous and its fucking Spike. Spike met us at the edge of the city with his whole gang of bikers, and we got a ride out of the hot zone. I can't really get into it now, but Didi's got some kids that Spike has been raising for her, or raising to eat her, its still unclear. Its gonna get weird and I'm sure they are dangerous.

[degeneraunt]

Wanted to do some Character nonsense with my PC Myer through different situations featuring @bobabooba 's PC Dee!!

Also I can't be the only person who read Whitney's Costume description and saw Slasher Horror meets Oni, right?

[spookieloverslittlemind]

Petnames you call them…

includes: Michael Myers, Pinhead, Brahms Heelshire, Art the Clown, Sun and Moon (fnaf), Marta (Outlast 2)

Michael

He doesn’t tend to react differently to any petnames you call him, even for the very first time, but somehow he always knows you’re referring to him. Michael, Mike, Mickey, Mick- you called him Mickey Mouse once and he just stood there with his typical -_- and you laughed your way to an asthma attack. If you’re looking for a guaranteed head-tilt-to-the-side-like-a-puppy reaction, any variation of “pookie” will do it. Pookie, pooks, shmookums, the more sickly sweet and oddly fitting to The Shape, the better.

Pinhead

Does not tolerate being called “pincushion” when cuddling so stop doing it. Also does not tolerate being called “cheese” when he takes some of his pins out of his face and you can see the holes in his skin. Prefers the more casual petnames like “babe”, “love”, “handsome” because when compared to his more flowery and poetic language, Pinhead enjoys the simplicity of those terms coming from you.

Brahms

You KNOW this mf loves any petname that babies him, including “baby”. Anything sweet and endearing - including literally calling him “sweet” - like “beloved”, “angel”, “pretty boy”, “sweet boy”, and even “handsome man” because he will PREEN under your praise.

Art

Likes it when you call him silly but sweet things: your “favourite clown”, “court jester”, “silly boy” - he likes when you call him yours, especially. Because Art cant speak, he appreciates when you reciprocate his sign language and gestures just as much as he does your petnames, if not more; Art likes when you flick his nose after he’s flicked yours, when you beckon him over with a gesture like he does to you. Communications that are only understood between the two of you.

Sun and Moon

These two are pretty self-explanatory: they like petnames that are synonymous with them. Sun likes to be called “sundrop”, “sunshine”, “sunbeam”, “light of my life”, “rainbow”; Moon likes to be called “moondrop”, “moonlight”, “star”, “starlight”, “lucky star”, etc. The closer it is to their names and the more creative it is, the more they’ll enjoy the petname!

Marta

None of your typical petnames apply here, and you have to be careful what you call Marta if not her name. She does not like flowery petnames or cutesy ones, or flirty ones because those are sinful - if you call her “angel”, she might actually kill you - but she does like compliments, so it’s probably best you stick to those. Calling her “strong”, “righteous”, “God’s trusted and humble servant”, those will all go down well. You’re walking on eggshells testing out new petnames, too. Sometimes she will scoff but yield to you calling her “pretty”, because in her heart Marta is just a girl <3

[wineworshipped]

The Laughing God

His name is Dionysus. Liber, Bromius, Bacchus too, yes, but always Dionysus first and foremost. God of wine, fertility, excess, ecstasy, theatre, release, rebirth, madness, and the wild joys of total liberation. The original uninhibited god, born of mortal Semele and immortal Zeus, aegis-bearer, twice-born and full of mirth. The dithyramb is beat in his honor; maneads and bacchants dance in the wild wood for his pleasures. Such is the glory of great Dionysus, madcap lord of the midnight revels.

—Well. Such was the glory of Dionysus, lord of the torches. It’s Dio nowdays. Dio Theoinos among the mortal crowds, hot-shot producer/director and King of the Great White Way. (Dɪᴏɴysᴜs is awfully stiff and old-timey, don’t you think? Something a little catchier was in order for the new age.) Unseated from Olympus like the rest of his family when the new deities came into power, he’s done pretty well for himself since; he has a big media following, a handful of accidental cults, a few modern maneads—nothing spectacular, but certainly enough to get by on. A bit of prayer here and there, a few starving artists looking for a bit of luck, and bam!, he’s back in business. Maybe not running at full capacity, but not exactly putzing around on empty.

Dio is about what you’d expect of him; formerly a blinding force of joy and freedom, he still upholds the right to artistic expression and creativity…it just comes a little more tempered at his advanced age and decreased popularity. He is often surly and unamused, feeling usurped, and while quick to offense, he is equally quick to forgive. Dionysus is a fickle god at best. Sassy, snarky, witty, and sharp-tongued, Dio spends much of his time among the mortal rabble, and has picked up a few of their habits; but being immortal, he tries not to get too attached.

name: Dio(nysus), Bacchus, Bromius, Liber, Cisseus

alias: Dio Theoinos (usually)

pronouns: he/him (usually)

pantheon: Greek, Roman

familial status: Youngest of the Olympians (two uncles, one father, the Bitch, two aunts, two sisters, a sister-aunt-why are you trying to dissect ancient myth here?, two brothers—it’s actually quite a lot.)

age: Immortal

residence: New York City, New York; Los Angeles, California; Naxos, Greece; Olympus; wherever story demands

martial status: Widowed* Single

orientation: a bisexual disaster

face: Alan Cumming (Dio & most variants)

build: Svelt

height: 5’10” (sometimes up to 6′8″ For Dramatic Effect™️)

hair: Changes with the day. He prefers keeping dark hair or going “distinguished” grey.

eyes: Merlot. (It’s a wine thing.)

postive: philanthropic (…well, to a greater degree than the rest of his family), creative, artistic, loyal, individualistic, (relatively) open-minded, readily accepting, etc.

negative: arrogant, conceited, self-important, self-righteous, pompous, egotistical, narcissistic, fickle, non-committal…the list goes on.

*According to myth, Dionysus married the mortal woman Ariadne of Crete…but, unable to bear the grief of separation from her love, Theseus of Athens, she died. Or ascended to heaven. The story’s a little split on that one. Dio…doesn’t like thinking of himself as “widowed”.

myers-briggs

ENFP: The Campaigner.

extraverted, intuitive, feeling, prospecting, turbulent

Strengths: curious, observant, energetic & enthusiastic, excellent communicator, knows how to relax, very popular & friendly

Weaknesses: poor practical skills, difficulty focusing, overthinks things, gets stressed easily, highly emotional, independent to a fault

moral alignment

Chaotic Good: “The Rebel”

combines a good heart with a free spirit

[valleyfthdolls]

mlp au thats a crossover of random horror movies, that one guy that drowned and avenged his dead mom is the element of loyalty god damn it

ANON UR SO RIGHT I HAD TO DRAW A COUPLE FOR YOU DKHFJDFVC

For the six elements of harmony, my thoughts are:

Loyalty- Like you said, Jason Voorhees, whose obedience to his mother defined a Lot of him. He started killing because his mother was murdered for avenging him, he looks up to her all the while, he’s absoLUTELY loyal to his mom enough for this. I mean, all Freddy had to do to convince Jason to rise from the dead and kill on HIS behalf was take the form of Pamela so it sounded like SHE was asking him to.

Honesty- Jigsaw. This is funny because Jigsaw is full of shit. He’s completely self righteous and claims absolutely no guilt whatsoever even though he is, absolutely, a murderer. Anyways, his whole thing is about valuing your life and doing the right thing. Those who are dishonest, immoral, and wasting their lives he attempts to “rehabilitate” through punishment.

Laughter- it’s between Chucky and Freddy Krueger for me. They’re both facetious douchebags constantly cracking jokes. Even though I drew Chucky, though, I think Freddy might be more deserving of the title because iirc he’s been doing it the whole time, where that was a late stage Chucky thing.

Magic- Sadako Yamamura/Samara Morgan. Probably Samara because her story revolves more around her powers, whereas iirc Sadako was actually murdered bc she rejected a man’s advances. It could also go to Michael Myers since the og creator describes him as follows, “Michael Myers is not a character. He is a force of nature. He is not a person. He's part supernatural, part human. He's like the wind.” And I think the idea of magic suits that. Though there aren’t enough women on this list so I’m leaving Sadako/Samara as a contender

Generosity and kindness- FUCKIN??? IDK. I can’t think off the top of my head of any horror villains who are acting out of kindness for another even though they definitely do exist. Maybe I’ll come back to this later. Either way. MLP x horror crossover fucks

[tamedstray]

Name Vigor Kovach

Age 36

Race Human

Sex/gender Male/cis

Height 6’

Class Rogue (Assassin), later Ranger

Sexuality Heterosexual (bi curious)

Illithid-infected Yes

APPEARANCE

Tall, but not imposing at 6ft. Fair skin and wheat-gold hair. Warm brown eyes carry an innocence to them, with a thin blue stripe in the centre of his left eye. Despite keeping his hair and beard fairly short, they still manage to be in a constant state of disarray; except for his moustache, which is impeccably neat with pointed ends. He often wears a large red coat over his armour, soft with age and frays around the lapels. Despite his storied life, Vigor does not have many scars, but the largest of which is one thick cut across his collarbone that trails down towards his chest. He is embarrassed by the scars he got as an assassin. His brothers all have a cut along the palm of their sword-hand, which is on the left for Vigor.

PERSONALITY

The first thing people tend to notice when speaking to Vigor is his formalities. There is an eloquence to his deep drawl. He finds comfort in manners as it helps him compose himself, giving form to the high-strung man. When he’s nervous, he stammers. For every bit that Vigor cares, he worries in equal measure. He has the sincerity to care for people he barely knows until he worries himself sick. Vigor genuinely just wants to help, born out of his unique upbringing and his burden of guilt. He’s not wholly naive, but tries to give people the benefit of the doubt. His loneliness is easy to manipulate. He is disciplined to an almost neurotic degree. Afraid to upset people or listen to his gentle heart. So deathly afraid of falling into the past that he does not trust himself, making him doubt any decisions that aren’t about surviving to the next day, living adrift in the woods with no one to share his grief with.

With time and support, he learns to become more confident. He longs to be free from his past and enjoy a quiet life in the woods. When he is comfortable around someone, a more playful side emerges. His childhood restrained and restricted, he enjoys the freedom to let loose.

Myers-Briggs INFJ-T

Central themes Will you ever be free of guilt? Is it too late to change? Who might you have become if you had the love and support you needed, rather than the 'love' you were given?

HISTORY

Vigor was unwanted. When he was born his mother left, leaving him in the care of his father Dmetry, a man who had little to offer the boy. His father was a poacher, able to hunt just enough for the two of them with little to spare to trade for bread and vegetables. Vigor grew into his clothes until they fell apart. When the hunting shack started to rot he was barely old enough to hold a bow, let alone make use of it. The boy clung on to blankets for warmth as if they were his own mother.

There was nothing left to give, so Dmetry made a choice. He found a nobleman living in the Upper City of Baldur’s Gate willing to offer the boy a home. There he could learn to read, to fight, everything Vigor desperately needed and more.

Vigor was one of four boys taken in by Irnvar. The children earned their keep through not only daily chores but rigorous education. Hobbies were only permitted in the pursuit of making the boys seem like children of noble birth. They did not know why they had to become men so young, but they owed Irnvar everything.

As the boys got older, they knew that Irnvar had plans for them, they just didn’t know what until the oldest turned eighteen. Kazimir was first, and with it the plan was revealed. Irnvar, a godly and righteous man, needed the boys to help enact his will on the wicked and the unworthy. Posing as noble gentlemen, the boys would find doors open up for them— doors to parties, doors to apartments, doors to boudoirs, all perfect positions to strike.

For over ten years, Vigor was convinced that he was doing what was necessary for the good of Baldur’s Gate. Killing corrupt nobles, men who would see the city fall to ruin, or who supposedly beat their staff. Only people who, according to Irnvar, needed to die. It is only when Vigor meets Gortash that he starts to accept that he has been used and misled. Enver, despite being a putrid man rotten to his very core, did not deserve to die. None of them deserved to die.

Vigor spares him before confronting Irnvar who attempts to kill him. Vigor manages to flee the city and disappear into the woods. At age twenty-nine, he begins his new life. He wanders the sword coast trying to be a better man, learning to survive on his own whilst helping people out as best he can.

The years pass but the pain lingers. One day he wakes up on a nautiloid and into an uncertain future.

[antihesis]

𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇⸻ 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖.

full name. cian aislín ó dubháin. etymology. “ancient / enduring vision of the darkling.” age. verse dependent, hundreds of years old. date of birth. october 31st, early 1300s. place of birth. cúige laighean, ireland. place of burial. móin alúine, bogland beneath the sacred hill of alúine. a volcanic area considered to be one of few passageways to the underworld—a place in which the veil between worlds feel thin. species. dearg-diúg, meaning red thirst. a revenant risen from their grave and returned to the realm of the living, forevermore in search of fulfilling their own vengeance—considered to be vampiric in nature due to its only sustenance being the life-blood of mortals. gender. masc-aligned butch, he/they/it. orientation. lesbian. ethnicity. irish. vocation. executioner of wrong-doers; bringer of infernal retribution, unforgotten wrath, righteous indignation. kin. mother, father, siblings, deceased.

stature. 180.5 cm, 5′11.1″ in. / 62.5 kg, 137.7 lbs. ectomorphic. eyes. a stygian black gaze with absent connection—depthless, pupil seemingly nonexistent as it blends with iris. in times of hunger, their sclera takes on a seemingly bloodshot appearance, hooded eyelids becoming adorned by blackened capillaries. hair. brunette, golden brown; almost a dirty blond under certain lighting. typically in a messy array, kept short and haphazardly self-cut. soft, burnished strands loosely tangled in thick waves. visage. an inhuman pallor, skintone is almost translucent with inklike veins protruding from beneath flesh. prominent nose, small dorsal bump upon bridge. full lower-lip, thin cupid’s-bowed upper. fang’d canines. hollowed cheekbones. rather gaunt in overall appearance. a slight arch to thick brows. willowy in silhouette, lean musculature. well-built upper arms and shoulders. voice. heavily accented, noticeable lilt and emphasized vowels. low register, akin to a dramatic contralto. rather deep in tone, velvetine, languid, dark and sinewing. scent. earthen. a warm woodsy overture; melting clove oil with sweet chestnut and red cedar. smoky, balsamic and peppery—reminiscent of a cigar box, with hints of something metallic. fc reference(s). emma d’arcy.

myers-briggs type indicator. istp-t. temperament. choleric-melancholic. alignment. chaotic neutral. enneagram. type eight, 8w7. the nonconformist. major arcana. the hermit, reversed. the tower. the high priestess. astrology. scorpio sun. sagittarius moon. aries rising. characteristics. reserved, independent, resourceful, realistic, logical, adaptable and spontaneous. observant, perceptive, determined, perfectionistic. goal-oriented. secretive, controlling, critical, impatient, overindulgent, emotionally detached, tactless, risk-taking and easily angered. resentful and stubborn. fixated on their own, and others’ personal freedom.