#redheller

[hattiestgal]

BIG ROBOTS WHAT KINDS OF COOL BIG ROBOTS ARE THERE IN THE ABYSS WORLD

OOOHH HELL YEAH

We got all kinds of fun stuff ranging from experimental autonomous weapons like the very quickly discontinued REDHELL-301 all the way to mining vehicles repurposed for brutal combat. But more commonly, you're looking at more... pilotable robots like with REDTEC's line of mech suits, Spider Walkers, ZEAL's DEEP CUT (a massive logging vehicle). Robots are relatively commonplace among the Abyss!

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

Tommyinnit's (dis)honourable guide to taking back your throne

by redhell

Tommy Innes never planned on becoming emperor at age eight. At seven years old he never could have anticipated the murder of his mother, the empress, and the violent coup over the year that followed. He never believed it would happen to him. The only difference is Tommy escaped.

Now, armed with two mentally unstable assassins and magic powers gifted to him by an unholy god, Tommy is ready to take back his throne or die trying.

Words: 2233, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: Gen

Characters: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), Cara | CaptainPuffy, Jack Manifold, Niki | Nihachu, Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Eret (Video Blogging RPF), Sam | Awesamdude

Relationships: TommyInnit & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Emperor TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Assassin Wilbur Soot, Assassin Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Everyone Has Issues, Assassin Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Blood and Injury, Blood and Violence, Blood and Gore, Past Child Abuse, Kidnapping, Flashbacks, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Childhood Trauma, Dissociation, Smoking, Murder, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Non-Consensual Drug Use

[rafaelmillertatuagem]

Filhote #redheller #blueheeler i cant stop (em Lençóis Paulista) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgdyWM9uJD3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hexcoreism]

@redhells​ inquired:  “you  think  i  really  give  a  fuck?  i  can’t  even  read!”

        “ ah. that would explain it. “

   explain why she’s in a place she absolutely should not have been, coming forth with attitude that viktor really didn’t need. brows furrow together briefly as he mulls over whether trying to get her out of the lab is worth it, before he decides that his work is more important as is. “ well -- it’s a good skill to have. i’d advise you to learn at .. some point. “ 

           a pause.

    “ if you are going to stay here, though, do not touch anything. “

[biolightning]

@redhells sent: ‘ what i went through pulled a warrior out of me. ’ / rupi kaur poem starters.

she's a fighter for sure, hardened by the most scorching flames zaun has to offer—and there's been enough heat to go around these past years, so that's saying something. zeri can see that. but what zaun needs isn't a warrior; she needs a champion—one who isn't sponsored by piltover. their gauntlets are clearly not zaun - made, and zeri's heard the rumours: the notorious lanes kid making her return with an enforcer in tow.

zeri crosses her arms. " i dunno. you look more like a cage fighter than a warrior to me. " cornered, ready to punch her way out, grab a few bloodied molars as a souvenir. " —there's plenty of your kind here, as is. "

[isgudinne-moved]

                                                  @redhells​

                    ONCE    SHE    HAD    FOUND    OUT    that    the    goods    her    kingdom    traded    with    this    one    was    not    fairly    distributing    everything    to    the    people    she    had    taken    matters    into    her    own    hands    .    zaun    ,    from    what    many    called    it    ,    had    never    seen    anything    from    her    home    .    she    had    commanded    the    shipment    be    brought    directly    to    the    undercity    this    time    to    make    sure    crops    and    textiles    were    given    out    to    shops    to    sell    .    meanwhile    ,    the    wintress    had    taken    all    the    toys    from    her    kingdom    and    started    handing    them    out    to    the    children    she    saw    .

                    in    time    ,    though    ,    she    had    run    out    yet    there    was    still    one    left    that    had    not    gotten    anything    .    brows    furrowed    and    she    knelt    down    before    the    child    ,    opened    her    coat    to    hide    what    she    made    ;    a    small    crystal    figurine    made    of    her    ice    .    the    girl’s    eyes    widened    and    elsa    had    to    put    a    finger    to    her    lips    ,    telling    the    child    it    had    to    be    a    secret    .    yet    when    the    girl    ran    off    and    the    queen    stood    her    eyes    locked    with    that    of    a    vibrant    haired    young    woman    .    elsa    tensed    .    had    she    seen    her    use    her    magic    ?

                                                        quickly    did    the    monarch    turn    .    perhaps    it    had    just    been    a    coincidence    .

[kingsmedley]

pls talk to me abt normal kid verse joshua's home life

you got it! and this got pretty long so i’m putting it under a cut. tw for bad parent-child relationships and transphobia.

joshua is an only child to an upper middle-class family. he was really close with his parents when he was little, but their relationship strained so much over time that joshua now actively avoids talking to them as much as he possibly can and sometimes just. ignores them when they talk to him.

when he was younger, they saw him as a creative child with a bit of a mischievous streak, running off in grocery stores and returning with stories of worlds with pink skies and gold clouds. it was cute.

that was, until he disappeared for a week. they freaked out--filed a missing person report, spent days combing the city looking for him, did everything they could. but there was no sign up him until the end of the week, when they came home to find him sitting in his room. he didn't seem at all troubled by the event, saying that, while it wasn't the first time he travelled to other worlds, it was certainly the longest, and he missed them.

troubled by their son's apparent refusal to explain what happened, they started taking him to various psychologists and therapists to figure out if this was some kind of trauma response to whatever happened during the week he was gone. but no matter who they went to, no one could get him to open up, and he was as happy as ever, so they resolved to just keep an eye on him. it was just a one-time thing, right?

it wasn't.

the disappearances could last only a few hours or they could last for months. and each and every time, it was like he vanished into thin air until he would reappear as suddenly as he left, with a different fantastical story every time. as he got older, he would reappear in different places around the city, sometimes with new injuries or even scars. when he was thirteen, he developed a fear of water for no discernible reason. the settings of his stories turned from the fantastical wonderlands of childhood to terrifying scenarios a child shouldn’t be thinking up, made worse by his insistence that they were real, and that scared them.

joshua, meanwhile, was crumbling under the weight of their poorly-hidden skepticism. they thought he was running away from home to get into trouble and then blatantly lying about it. their opinion of him got worse and worse and there was nothing he could do about it because he was telling them the truth. they asked him to tell them whenever he left the house and he did, but he had no control over when he hopped worlds, so when he inevitably went missing yet again, he couldn’t convince them afterward that he didn’t sneak out.

their worry turned to bitterness and frustration. they grew skeptical of everything he said, even things unrelated to his disappearances.

when he came out as trans, his parents didn’t react poorly, but they certainly didn’t react well, either. they humor him, but they don't really believe him, especially since he isn't super masculine. they basically think this is just another bid for attention and they have to wait it out. and he knows they think that--this was pretty much when he stopped trying to preserve his relationship with his parents altogether. if they weren't even willing to trust him on something so personal and important, he wasn't willing to keep bending over backwards to try to prove something that couldn't be proven.

nowadays, his parents have become extremely overprotective and controlling. they don't let him leave the house without their permission, which they don't often give, and they have a tracking app installed on his phone so they always know where he is. he spends most of his time when he’s not at school in his room, trying out and subsequently dropping various hobbies to try to quell the constant boredom.

[adveanture]

*    @redhells​    —    STARTER  CALL    (   VI  &  JAYCE   ) 

CAITLYN   IS   HURT,   AND   SO   IS   VIKTOR.         many   others   as   well,   jayce   included.      his   broken   leg   is   in   a   cast,   crutches   at   his   side,   and   his   left   eardrum   is   busted.      there   are   burns   on   his   arms   and   back   and   hands      —      cuts   and   bruises   that   will   scar,   that   he   will   never   be   able   to   forget.      but   viktor   .   .   .   

“      how   is   she?      ”            he   asks   as   vi   sits   next   to   him.      she’s   been   to   check   on   caitlyn;      he   hasn’t   left   viktor’s   side.      he   won’t      —      not   until   he   wakes   from   his   surgeries. 

[undrhound]

@redhells​ asked:  ��� I am your ghost. ❞

league lyric prompts

“You don’t look like a spirit.” He half jokes, hoping to help Vi relax a bit. He rests his elbows on his knees, giving VI a soft smile. If anything, he’s more of a ghost than she is, but really, who’s keeping track? 

“You need to talk?”

[cewyll]

elizabeth has a problem, and it’s latching onto the first tough looking person who’s nice to her (feat. @redhells)

[purificr]

death & the moon for the tarot headcanons!

major arcana headcanons / @redhells

13.  death  :  is there anything in your muse’s life that they should be letting go of ?

for their own sake as well as for everyone involved with them, it's important that hazuki removes themself from the higher plane hivemind as much as possible. the problem is, they were drawn to the higher plane in the first place because they have a deeply ingrained need for the love and approval of a higher authority, which they mistakenly believed the higher plane would fulfill. they still cling to said belief, and pretend to—even to themself—derive comfort from the purpose and sense of belonging they get from being a cog in the angel machine. to even begin to detach the hooks the higher plane has on them, hazuki needs to let go of the idea that their self - worth is tied to a higher approval.

18.  the moon  :  what does your muse long for ? is it a realistic desire ?

all they desire is to perform well as the composer and to maintain a balance between the shinjuku ug and rg that satisfies the higher plane's designs. they couldn't possibly want or need anything else. they absolutely do not long to regain the individuality they fought so hard to attain post - death that they then traded for angelhood. no way.

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

in unison

by redhell

Taking stock of himself Wilbur realises the pain has subsided. He pushes himself up onto one elbow, struggling to get his feet underneath himself as he stumbles slightly. Looking around he spots his glasses a few meters away, one of the lenses is cracked but miraculously the rest of them is intact. Wilbur stumbles over, grabbing the frames from the tarmac and pushing them back onto his nose, the world losing its fuzzy hue, becoming clear again.

Hey, whatever your name is, we need to get outta here!

Wilbur spins around, looking for the source of the voice, instead he’s confronted with empty space.

I’m up here dumbass.

“Up where?” Wilbur asks, slight disorientation left over from the crash not helping his current confusion.

In your head. ---------------------------------------------- OR: Wilbur almost dies, gets a new friend in his head, oh, and there's some weird guy who wants to use his brother's soul to create the new world whatever that means.

Words: 9194, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Niki | Nihachu, Phil Watson | Philza

Relationships: No Romantic Relationship(s), Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Technoblade & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Niki | Nihachu & Wilbur Soot, Niki | Nihachu & Technoblade

Additional Tags: BAMF Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Ghosts, Violence, Magic, Angst, BAMF Wilbur Soot, Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit are Siblings, Motorcycles, Kidnapping, Temporary Character Death, Traumatized TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Traumatized Wilbur Soot, Technoblade-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot-centric, Protective Wilbur Soot, Mentioned Toby Smith | Tubbo, Hurt TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Scared TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Near Death Experiences, Monsters, Superpowers, i guess, Hurt Wilbur Soot, Possession, Mind Control, BAMF Niki | Nihachu, Wilbur Soot Has a Bad Time, TommyInnit Has a Bad Time (Video Blogging RPF), Alternate Universe

[rafaelmillertatuagem]

Primeiro dia em casa. Nome ainda não definido. A segunda fêmea que morde da casa hahaha. Futura companheira de aventuras do meu consagrado Sapequinho. Seja bem vinda ❤ #redhiller #redheller #boiadeiroaustraliano #bluehiller #bluehillerbrasil #bluehilleroficial (em Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbJhRpHMAH0/?utm_medium=tumblr

[malediictus]

“do you truly believe that anything so little as a rule, or a law, might have stopped me from protecting you?”                       &                  @redhells​

it  grates  out  along  vi’s  teeth  /  sharp  like  shrapnel:  that  caustic  mix  and  tumble  of  grief  and  anger,  supplication  and  demand.  jinx  is  sharp  edges,  knifepoints  dragging  along  the  flesh;  vi  is  brute  force,  boxed  in,  pounding  their  desperation  into  the  very  marrow  of  their  bones.  the  brain  and  the  brawn  /  or  maybe,  the  jester  and  the  knight,  weary  to  the  bone.  made  one  sin  too  many  years  ago,  and  paying  for  it  ever  since.

         ❝  protect  me  from  what?  turns  out  you  were  the  monster  under  my  bed  the  whole  time.  ❞      returning  fire  /  she  bites  the  words  like  the  pin  of  a  grenade,  and  slams  it  down.   s̩̲̽͆ḥ̓e̪̦͛̋ ͎̞w͍̻͐ͭas̫̊ ̃a̰̥̱ͤ̓̅l̟̰̙wa͙̦ys ͔͆r̲̹ea̘̗̽ͪdy t̠̚o ̠͈̓ͦru̖n.   everything  is  narrowed  focus,  waters  on  the  shore  that  lap  around  her  ankles         a  baptism,  a  cleanse  she  needs  to  honour.      ❝  bet  you’re  glad  vander  was  dead  when  you  threw  me  in  the  fire.  wouldn’t  want  him  to  be  disappointed  at  leaving  me  there.  ❞

it  might  be  the  most  lucid  she’ll  ever  be  /  red-raw  and  angry,  a  broken  kid  with  a  woman’s  world.  the  whispers  in  her  head,  clawing  at  her  skull,  and  instead  she  stills  the  vibrations  with  the  press  of  her  nails,  digging  into  her  palms  until  she  bleeds.  never  not  bitter;  never  not  so  full  of  rage,  angling  back  again  and  again  to  everything  vi  couldn’t  do  /  never  did.  that  damn  topsider;  that  fucking  bridge.       ❝  you’re  chasing  dead  ends,  red.  i’m  not  going  to  abandon  you  again  ...  liar,  liar,  pants  on  fire,  ashes  to  ashes  we  all  burn  down.  ❞

[bcmbastic]

@redhells liked for a starter!

“ thirsty? ”

jinx spills a cold flask of water onto vi’s face in order to wake her up a bit. she’d quickly notice that she’s been tied up, thanks to her one and only sister. jinx grins like a predator stalking prey, glowing, pink eyes piercing into her dear, dear sister.

“ so tell me, sissy dearest...when did you decide that topsider WITCH was more IMPORTANT to you than your own flesh and blood? ”

[isgudinne-moved]

                                         @redhells​ is greedy af

                                    ❝    OH    !    -----    THANK    YOU    VI    !    ❞    she    had    thought    she    lost    the    small    photograph    when    hand    had    slipped    into    the    pocket    of    her    jacket    and    found    that    it    was    empty    .    she    took    the    film    from    the    other    ,    noticing    that    it    was    dirty    along    the    edges    now    .    it    may    have    fallen    into    a    puddle    ,    but    it    was    alright    .    the    image    was    still    clear    .    ❝    i    try    to    keep    my    sister    close    even    when    she’s    back    home    .    ❞