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do koltin and kilton fit in your extended demonology lorebuilding? interested what youd classify em as
THEY SURE DO, ANON, THANKS FOR ASKING!
Right so like, BotW/TotK is so incredibly far from the events of my AU, but I have definitely overthought about how the Demon Tribe stuff would fit Kilton and Koltin in.
Firstly though, some Boko Tribe stuff reminders
1) Their advantage is having very plastic physical adaptability <- to account for their wide variety of body types in the different games, encompass all the various subtypes (Moblin, Bokoblin, Miniblin, etc), and explain why they're the only demon tribe that has persisted in any noticeable numbers through the ages. They're just really pro at adapting to new things.
2) They're easily affected/warped by Magicka <- to account for the game's evil Bokos. In this way, they're a result of Malice being overused to control and resurrect them, rather than evil behavior being their norm. Basically they are on the same level of sentience as humans, but exposure to uncontrolled Malice degrades their minds much faster than it would others. It's essentially the flipside to the above plasticity advantage. They're malleable in ways that are both good and bad.
Man, what does this have to do with Kilton and Koltin, Shea?
â¨They have mixed Hylian/Boko heritage â¨
(I always thought the silhouettes here were really similar and wondered if it was intentional, but anyways)
So the headcanon here is that Kilton and Koltin's parents are a non-corrupted blue Boko and a particularly adventurous Hylian. I imagine they're a very sweet couple!!!! Here they are when they were younger.
I never thought of names for them, they just exist somewhere and probably don't hang out much in towns. (We love a power couple, but this sort of thing is likely to freak out the Hylian locals.)
I like to draw the two brothers with tiny little horn nubs as a nod to this. They don't have full horns and never will, but they probably were very excited for their lil skull bumps to grow like 0.05mm over the years.
The family would very much be aware of the whole Malice corruption thing. That's why Kilton is so passionate about "monster education" - he knows the corrupt Bokos were once normal people and often just mind their own business in the wilderness, but also knows that it's dangerous for humans to try and approach. So his ventures with his traveling stall and presentations in Tarrey Town are his way of trying to bridge that gap safely.
Additionally, I imagine Kilton and Koltin can travel pretty easily amongst corrupted Bokos, but not bands of Lizal or Lynel. Kilton would have attempted creating masks because of this issue, then afterwards added the various Boko masks for humans to use. (The Magicka is extremely rudimentary, like, barely a Glamour if you're familiar with my magic systems, which is why they fail frequently). And sidenote for monster extract, I think it would be funny if it's just like, a normal ingredient his mom uses and he just puts purple food coloring in it for the Exotic Flair. Like it's just vanilla extract or something lmao.
That was the rambliest possible answer, but tldr they're half-Bokoblin teehee
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Secret (Rafe X Reader)
Warnings:Literal fucking trash.Please dont torture youself by reading this :)
Can you do 3 from the prompt list with Rafe please where their parents basically forbid their relationship for whatever reason and forced them to break up even though they were good for one another and Rafe was slowly becoming a better person?
Rafe always knew he should keep his relationship with you secret.He knew that it was something too precious and too lovely to let anyone else know.He knew that his father wasnt accepting of people like you.Pogues.You were a pogue,you lived on The Cut and worked two jobs just to stay on your feet.
He didnt know he could love a pogue or anyone as much as he loved you.He couldnt really recall exactly what got you two together,it had been the work of fate.You were out for a surf while he was out for a smoke and your worlds just collided.He had seen you wipe out,only to come up to the surface a few feet away from him.You pulled your board from the water,standing up and smearing the blood from your leg.
 âThat had to have hurt.âHe commented.You shrugged,walking to your towel that laid on the sand,pressing it to the wound.He had somehow ended up sitting next to you,sharing his joint to âhelp with the painâ.That one night led to him sneaking out of his house to meet you at the beach where you taught him to surf,meeting him in the mornings to show him baby crabs.
One of his favorite things about you was how you carried a pencil pouch of pens everywhere you went,drawing all over your arms and legs.Eventually you had convinced him to let you draw on him,drawing a giraffe on his wrist.He had fallen in love with it and with you.Every Time you saw him and the doodle had faded heâd ask you to redo it.It was just a reminder of your love.It was nice until his father decided to call him out on it.
âDid you realy get a fucking tattoo?âHe had walked into the garage as Rafe was lifting weights,seeing the sharpie doodle. âNo.âRafe answered,putting down the weights and grabbing his towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.Ward seemed unconvinced,a grumpy expression on his face. âWhat is it then?âHe asked.Rfe hesitated before answering,knowing what would come next. âA drawing.âHe answered.
 âYou cant draw shit.Who drew it?âhe asked.Rafe sighed,pulling on a tshirt. âA friend.âHe answered. âWhat friend?âWard pushed,being a stubborn bitch as always. âYou dont know her.âRafe answered,attempting to walk past Ward when the mans hand wrapped around his wrist,strong enough to cut off his circulation. âHer?Who,Rafe?GIve me names.âWard spoke,his voice seeming threatening. âNo.âRafe answered,flinching when Wardâs gripped tightened.Â
âWhy?What are you hiding?âWard asked.Rafe let out a shaky breath,looking away from his father and contemplating whether or not to tell him the truth. âHerâŚ.her name is (Y/N).âRafe answered,cringing at his words.Ward let go only a little,still holding tight but not so tight that his hand was purple.Rafe could feel his blood beginning to circulate again,his fingers no longer feeling cold.Â
â(Y/N)?(Y/N) who?Whatâs her last name?âWard asked.Rafe gulped,his heart thumping in his chest. â(Y/L/N).You dont know her.âRafe answered,tugging his arm away and going inside the house,Ward close on his heels. âI know enough about her to know that shes trouble.I know that she ripped up one of my nets,stay away from her.Shes broke trash.âWard spoke,voice dripping in hatred.
Rafe turned around,fury evident on his face. âShe ripped up one of your nets cause you were killing fucking dolphins-shes a fucking sweetheart and she works for every single penny shes ever fucking made.âHe was close to yelling,unaware of Sarah sitting on the couch and watching the fight.Ward scoffed. âOh,please.Sheâs using you for my money and youâre too ignorant to see it.âWard rolled his eyes.Â
âShe hasnt used a single dollar of mine!Sheâs never asked for money or anything you fucking asshole!She loves me for me,not for your money you selfish bastard!âRafe shouted,his face becoming red.Ward seemed shock,not thinking abour it before his palm colided with the side of his sons face.Sarah let out a loud gasp,Rafeâs eyes widening before he ran outside and got in his truck,immediately speeding out and going to your house.
You were still asleep when Rafe came through your door,tears in his eyes.His face softened when he saw your sleeping figure on the couch,an old disney movie playing on your tv.
He kneeled down in front of you,watching as your eyes opened. âRafe?âYou asked.A smile came across his face,leaning down to kiss your forehead.You grumbled,sitting up. âWhat time is it?âYou asked.He shrugged,kissing your lips gently. âWhatâs up with you?You seem sad.âYou pouted,holding his t shirt and pulling him so hed sit next to you. âIm fine.âHe answered,knowing he was screwed when your tongue scraped against your teeth.
Thats how he knew that you could pretty much read his mind. âYouâre upset about something and your arm is bruised.Did you get into a fight?âYou asked,shifting so you were straddling him and he had no other option but to look at you. âI got into a fight with my dad,its fine though.âHe answered,moving up slightly to kiss you but you backed out. âRafe,did he hurt you?âYou asked.
He sighed,his hands trailing under your oversized t shirt-his t shirt-to rub circles on the warm skin. âYeah,yeah he did.âHe admitted,watching the way your jaw dropped slightly.You wrapped your arms around him,his head tucking under your chin as tears started to roll down his cheeks. âRafe,baby,what was the fight about?âYou asked.He gulped,a salty tear falling into his mouth.
 âI-I told him about you and he got mad and-and I called him a bastard so he slapped me.âHe let out a sob,his grip on you tightening.You huffed,twirling his hair in your fingers. âSo this was my fault?âYou asked.He shook his head,still holding you close to him. âNo,of course not.Its his fault.âHe answered.He cupped your face,kissing you lightly. âCan I stay here for a while?âHe asked.
Most of the day was spent with him cuddling with you,holding you close and placing kisses all over you.You both fell asleep on your couch,waking up to loud pounding on your door.Rafe placed an arm over you,telling you to stay put.His heart was beating loudly,his hand shaking.The color drained from his face when he saw Ward at the door.It was too late to turn around,the older man had already seen him. âGet out here and come home.âThe man demanded.You came out to the kitchen,a frown on your face.Rafe cursed when he saw you,telling you to go back into the living room.Â
âIâll see you later today,okay?âHe asked before walking out the door,Wrd immediately grabbing onto his arm.You were too shocked to do anything,standing there speechless.You had tried calling and texting him but they wouldnt send.He had blocked you.You tried messaging Sarah through instagram but that didnt work either.
You didnt even know what to do,resorting to crying on your couch.You found Rafeâs keys on your kitchen table a few days later,getting into his truck and driving to his house in the middle of the night.You had been quiet as possible,climbing up the side of his house and onto his balcony because of course he had a balcony.You could never understand why it was there or what it was for but you were thankful that it was here now.
You could see him on his bed,his back turned away from you.You knocked on the door,seeing it was locked.You could see him tense up,standing up and smiling wide when he saw you.He ran across the room,tapping on the glass. âHe locked it,I dont have the key.âHe told you,his voice quiet because of the glass separating you.You sighed,tapping along the glass before you got an idea,taking his truck keys and attempting to push them into the key hole of the door.
It was no luck and at this point you could see the desperation on Rafeâs face.You pulled off the keychain,twisting at the circle so one of the sides would stick out.His eyebrows furrowed,biting his lip anxiously as you twisted the metal in the keyhole,trying to get the door to open.You heard a click,he let out a small gasp before practically ripping the door open,pulling you too him. âHe shut down my phone and locked me in here.âHe spoke softly,his hands tight around you.
When you were about to suggest that he come with you his bedroom door unlocked,Ward staring at the two of you with pure anger on his face. âGet out of my house before I call the cops.âHe spoke to you,his hand around his phone.Rafe shook his head,holding you tighter. âDad-you cant keep me locked in here forever.âRafe answered,feeling the way your hands were shaking around him. âYou broke into my house and youre manipulating and abusing my son.Not only that but you vandalized and destroyed my property,youâre lucky I havent gotten you thrown into prison yet.âWardâs eyes stayed on you.
Rafe scoffed,letting go of you and approaching his father. âShes manipulative and abusive?Look at you!You slapped me and youâve locked me in my room!âHe shouted,probably waking up his sisters.Wardâs eyes widened. âIts for your own good!Sheâll use you and then break you!âWard exclaimed. âWhat?âLike mom did to you?âRafe yelled,his fists clenching.
That had been nearly five months ago.A lot had changed since then.You had grown as a person,becoming friends with JJ,Pope,Kiara and John.B.Rafe had gone back to the way he was before he met you,a drug addict who doubled as a fucking bitch.You still missed him though,hoping that he was at least doing better since the last time you saw him.The Pogues couldnt believe that you had once been in a relationship with him no matter how hard you tried to convince them that he was different with you.They didnt believe you of course,they knew Rafe,not Rafe Alexander Cameron.
You had started to forget about him,the feelings he made you feel and all the memories you had with the boy.Then you saw him at the beach and everything just came back.The feelings,the memories,the feeling in your stomach.He glanced in your direction,eyes widening as he did a double take.He literally ran to you,a confused expression on his face. â(Y/N)-fuck,shit.Dad told me that he got you in prison-what the fuck?âHe hugged you,spinning you around.
 âOh,wow.Nice to know you still think of me.âYou giggled,looking up at the tall boy.He smiled. âAll the time.âHe answered,squeezing your waist. âSo how have you been?I havent seen you in like...ten years.âYou grinned.He shrugged,biting his lip. âYou know,the same old.I tried to remember your number,dad took my old phone and gave me a whole new number.What are you doing?âHe asked,looking around the beach. âUm...you know,vibing.âYou shrugged.He nodded,sitting down in the sand with you,his hand holding yours. âI umâŚ.I made some new friends.âYou spoke quietly,not knowing what his reaction would be.He grinned,licking his lips.Â
âYeah?Does that mean youâre crushing on one of them?âHe asked.You shook your head,rubbing circles on his hand. âNo,its a nice change in things though I guess.I missed you.âYou mumbled.He smiled,leaning forward and kissing you gently. âI missed you too,you still love me?âHe asked,making you smile. âAlways.âYou answered,kissing the tip of his nose. âIt sucks that we gotta start the whole secret relationship thing again.I wont fuck it up this time,though.I promise.âYou rested your head in the crook of his neck as he spoke,kissing his collarbone lightly.
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