#the backstory is subject to change

[staledirt87]

OC TIME!

His name is Kyron, his two moods are tired and angry. I think I got his personality pretty good through his expressions. His pants leg is held up with a paper clip because I said so. He's a soldier for the Phoenix Base, going mostly on solo missions, though he sometimes does group missions if he has time. If he's asked of something he does it, no matter what.

I don't know how to do body hair or muscles but I wanted him to have both for the realism and I regret it. Also note the fact I gave myself the option to NOT DRAW TWO EYES AND I DID IT ANYWAY.

Next one!

Her name is Rico, she's pretty arrogant and cocky, though she has the skills to back it up. The same wound that gave her the scar on her face also blinded that eye, but a prosthetic was given to her once she arrived at the Phoenix Base. Her main job on the Phoenix Base is to provide information for ongoing missions. She has a high tech laptop and it constantly has thirty tabs open. Most of them are games or forums but the others are classified info and coordinates. She uses notepad+ for shits and giggles. Anytime not helping with a mission is spent playing games. She eats on missions.

Backstory time!

In this not-very-fleshed-out universe they are the only two humans in the Phoenix Base. It's set in an apocalyptic dystopia and I chose Phoenix because I've never seen one of those set in AZ. I'd say this is set way in the future, as there are other futuristic races coexisting. Humans are seen as very fragile, yet the alien races are constantly surprised how far they can push their limits. Bets are placed on when Kyron will collapse, as anyone can see he hasn't met the necessary daily self care requirements in the two years he's been at the base.

Why do they need missions? Supplies are procured in the Phoenix Base so that's not the reason. It wouldn't be an apocalyptic universe without alien and mutant monsters! They are constant threats to survival and the most common ones enjoy nesting in the ruins. They're not very dangerous but they're tenacious.

When the other races realized Kyron and Rico were the only two humans in the Phoenix Base they decided to do a nice little meet-up to introduce the humans.

Unfortunately, they already knew eachother, and hate each other. They had no clue they were even at the Phoenix Base, and as it turns out, two years before they each seperately joined the Phoenix Base they had a bit of a... Falling out.

Scar explanation time!

Rico was 17 and Kyron was 29, and they were working together. It was a couple of years into their partnership and Rico decided to do a harmless little prank on Kyron. She scouted out an empty ruin using her lifeform detector and directed Kyron to that one instead. Unfortunately for Rico and Kyron both, it wasn't empty. Instead, there was a nest of evolved nesting monsters who had adapted to be invisible to the outdated lifeform analyser Rico had. Kyron, who was not prepared for that enemy (the mission was a low risk supply gathering mission), was caught completely off guard. Fighting desperately, he asked Rico where the fuck she led him, but she was shell shocked and didn't respond. Heavily wounded after the fight, Kyron asked again, but Rico only said to get back immediately.

Kyron listened, and trudged through the desolate landscape with gaping wound across his chest. When he returned, he demanded an explanation from Rico, but she was too ashamed and horrified at Kyron's appearance to answer. Kyron wouldn't let up, though, and pushed for an answer. Rico still refused, trying to redirect the conversation to Kyron's wounds.

As Rico approached to clean the wound, Kyron pushed her away, and in her shocked state she wasn't able to catch herself until it was too late, grabbing onto the corner of the cabinet she fell against. The momentum swung her head directly into the harsh handle of the cabinet drawer. Kyron rushed forward to help after realizing what he'd done, but Rico ran away faster than Kyron's exhausted body could keep up.

Now both alone and heavily wounded, both seemingly betrayed by the other, they went their "seperate" ways, hoping to never see the other again.

[thegnomelord]

I desperately need MORE background on how hound became the vicious beast (that I love just the way he is) and how Makarov tamed him!

Please

It's kinda hard to come up with background when I literally made hound on the fly lol, I didn't plan to give him any backstory and that blurb about being betrayed by price just came at the last moment.

But here's my current ideas:

CW:SFW ish HUGE SPOILERS for Hound's backstory (not cannon yet but the major themes), angst, discussion of torture, conditioning, SA, and Hound just having a very bad time.

Hound already had behavioural/aggression problems when he joined the military (the reasons for which are left open for the reader to imagine). Price pissed off some top brass officer and got Hound dumped on him as punishment and because no one else wanted Hound. But Price figured out that all Hound needed was a firm hand from someone he could respect, and with Hound, respect was a hard thing to earn. But Price earned it and in turn got himself the most loyal Sargent he'd ever seen.

Now for the angsty Makarov bit.

Hound was loyal as hell to Price when he thought he would be saved. It took Makarov like a solid year just to make small dents in Hound's will. Since Hound didn't know Russian, he'd get annoyed at the commands Makarov used, leading to more beatings. This was around the time Makarov started using shock collars and really leaned into turning Hound into his dog.

The whole conditioning thing was similar to how cult indoctrination works, Makarov made himself look like the only 'safe' source of comfort Hound had. He especially liked making Hound fight in a pit, be it putting him against actual dogs, people trying to join Konni, or other Konni members, with the prize being that whichever soldier won would get to use Hound however they wanted. And while Hound may be big (hc Hound around Konig's hight/whatever the max height for being in the army is), being regularly beaten, starved and sleep deprived meant he lost more fights against the soldiers than he won.

This made it easy for Makarov to effectively 'save' Hound, rough orders making his soldiers stop, giving Hound soft touches and a low soothing voice to listen to while he lay on the floor covered in blood, gore, cum, and god knows what else, just trying to recover. And Hound's brain hated it, was disgusted by the touch, but his body craved any form of comfort it could get regardless who it came from.

The real conditioning began when after a year in captivity the files for Hound's mission were released, and had been rewritten to make him K.I.A. and a traitor. And they were official documents too (Makarov had eyes and ears everywhere, including the C.I.A). Makarov had been putting the idea that Price had betrayed Hound for a while, so those docs just confirmed it.

Hound became a lot more anger prone and aggressive after the betrayal, going back to his old ways before Price became his CO, something Makarov played into.

Violence became both a coping mechanism and a way to survive; the more violently he fought and killed in the fighting ring, the better the rewards he would get (more food, more rest, more of Makarov's affection to distract him from what was happening), the stronger he would get and the more his body would recover, the more violently he could fight. Leading to a type of cycle where physically getting healthier turned him more violent.

Makarov was very keen on training Hound, taking away the small comforts as quickly as he gave them if Hound stepped one foot out of line, steadily conditioning him to be eager for his touch, his praise, his affection, to want to pleasure him and silence the parts of Hound's brain that begged him to stop.

In six months or so, Hound was already kneeling at Makarov's feet, head tilted back so Makarov could cut his initials into Hound's throat, desperate to have a collar wrapped around his neck, to belong to someone who wouldn't betray him like Price did.

And in another six, Hound was utterly devoted to Makarov, carrying out any orders given with extreme precision and violence all in the hopes of just getting a scrap of his attention.

Or something like that. The thing I like about reboot Makarov is how charismatic and tactical he is in comparison to the unhinged Makarov from the old series. This one gives me like cult leader vibes, which is why I think he would have been able to condition hound into being his. Makarov values loyalty and saw how loyal hound was to Price, so sought to have the same.

[solei-eclipse]

[ dry coughing ] hey

I'd like to introduce the ocs/concepts I previously mentioned! they were thought up mostly for fun (and HEAVILY inspired by a few things, try and take a guess) so I'm not sure if I'll spend as much time on them. who knows, maybe they'll grow on me.

they're super funny to me. i think i made them just to have a laugh. sorry. you'll see why soon!

anyway, this is Jiu and Kioku! They have a long history together (well, at least one of them thinks so).

Jiu ( jee - yu )

A very dutiful and serious person

Has a formal way of speech (he almost never speaks casually)

Carries himself with a regal air, behaves like a young noble

Incredibly melancholic

His eyes have a strange quality to them, almost as if he's looking far off into the distance or straight through certain people (even if they're standing right in front of him)

Often takes a leadership role, adept at managing and organization (class president/class rep type)

Very cold and distant despite taking on multiple responsibilities

Neutral in stance, polite but in the detached way

Willing to help his classmates with whatever is needed, but won't do more than what's absolutely necessary

Holds his duty and responsibility in high regard, always in service to someone or something

Used to have a gentle, caring, and protective nature, but was forced to snuff it out due to his cruel home environment and those who took advantage of his kindness

Under the ownership of a rich and illustrious segyein, the hostess of an establishment where human pets were put to work

Due to his exceptional mental abilities and sense of duty, he was promoted to a high position at a very young age. He handles accounting and is the hostess' right hand man

Because of his duty and devotion to service, he is made to carry out illegal and immoral acts in secret

Whenever he returns from the Anakt Garden, Jiu is immediately put to work

He is pale to the point of his veins showing and has a dull, steely gaze

Jiu sleeps face-down. There's no reason for it, he just does

Yes, it's suffocating. Someone has to turn him over in his sleep just to make sure he can breathe right. There was once someone who used to do it for him, but now nobody does

Kioku ( kee - oh - ku )

Prefers everyone to call her Kio !

She arrives to the Garden quite late due to certain health complications (according to her guardian)

Has a very open face and unguarded eyes, which may lower the guard of other people

It's genuinely a strange quality. Those who hold secrets or ill intent may feel uncomfortable looking into her eyes for long periods of time.

Kio herself almost never lies. She will tell the truth even if it brings about consequence

Very athletic! Excels in sports and ranks high during Field Days

Kind in a way that's incredibly stubborn. Wills herself to forgive those who have wronged her and regards them with gratitude despite everything

Very persistent, has a great amount of inner strength

As a child, Kio was weak, cowardly, and codependent. She entered an establishment at a young age in exchange for her safety, but since she refused to adjust herself to the environment (perform actions she deemed cruel) she was often picked on and treated unfairly

Since she was weak, she clung onto the first person who gave her the slightest bit of help and blindly trusted them

Currently so different from her child self. Those who knew her back then find the change incredibly jarring (almost like she's become a completely different person)

There is something off about her. She can't seem to recall anything about her past and feels like something has been taken from her in a way

The fact that she can't recall her childhood pushes her to live in the present, she'd prefer not to look back

She is still unaware of how she got the scar on her cheek

Together :

Jiu seems to regard Kio differently, almost cautiously

As Kio arrived to the Garden late, the responsibility of looking after her fell into Jiu's hands

He was in charge of getting her acquainted with routines, past lessons, etc.

Though Jiu is normally as imperturbable as a rock, there is a unique air of awkwardness to him whenever he interacts with Kio

He refuses to look her in the eyes

Kio, for her part, tries very hard to catch up and makes sure she isn't a burden to him

His odd treatment of her makes her conscious that he dislikes her, which pushes her to work harder

Jiu is the only person who refuses to address Kio by her nickame. He only calls her Kioku, or if he can help it, doesn't refer to her by name at all

Particularly observant individuals may notice how Jiu begins to lose composure. It's incredibly subtle, so it's not obvious to others

Kio has a strange feeling about him that she just can't put her finger on.... at times it makes her uneasy

Random tidbits:

Jiu ( ジウ ) : samurai, warrior, knight. or "to serve someone of high rank or status with respect and loyalty."

( emphasis on themes of service and devotion )

Kioku ( キオク ) : literally translates to memory.

( to remember, remembrance, recollection )

Jiu's sharp strands of hair that fade to white are meant to vaguely mimic a dragon's features (two sharp fangs on his forehead, two long whiskers on the sides of his head)

Kioku vaguely resembles a bird feather.

Her eyes are wide, round, and far apart. They not only emphasize her openness, but are also reminiscent of fish eyes (associated with empty-headedness, a certain lack of something + the concept of goldfishes with bad memory)

Kio's main emotion is curiosity

Jiu's main emotion is guilt

[pencilofawesomeness]

I was so caught up in the euphoria of making shit up, I forgot I wasn't uncontested. Wild that canon exists and is ongoing. Wild.

[angeart]

Boatem Circus.... Thoughts cycling through my head about your Wonderful au. These thoughts might not make sense but. You're cool!

I think what breaks me the most (at this moment) /pos is that Scar, when he built up the circus with his own two hands, after coming from wherever he had come from, had to teach himself how to bring salvation to others. How to show others safety and warmth and show them that things would be okay. He had to teach himself first how to take care of others. And then after elegy he realizes that everything he taught himself can be like- applied to him, too, because he's not alone anymore and the others are gonna show him and teach him and save him and it's so 🥹 love. Found family. Yummy.

(Also while I'm here 👉👈, am I allowed to ask who the very first person to join Scar's circus was or is that like spoilers-?) hope you have a lovely night and day

boatem circus!! 💕

you are so very right about scar. he didn't have other people show him kindness, but he still decided to extend it to others. he had to learn, and by doing so, he wasn't even aware he's teaching the others too!

and gosh when they turn it around on him 🥺 my heart.

found family!!! i love boatem circus crew found family so so so much.

you are allowed to ask! it's not a secret or a spoiler or anything! it just genuinely wasn't something i had figured out, but your question prompted me to go bug stiff and i think we got it now :3c ...

the order in which people joined the circus*:

scar > impulse > gem > jimmy > ren > pearl > cleo & doc (separately but at around the same time) > mumbo > joel > grian > [events of elegy] > skizz > tango > ???

... so. impulse. our beloved impulse was first.

he was running away from some people and he hid at where scar was building stuff. and scar came across him, with his typical "well hello there :J"

and impulse was scared! and he could've lashed out with fire in his fear. but— he didn't. (he is a teddy bear and genuinely doesn't want to hurt anyone, ever.) (there might be a backstory buried there that makes elegy so much worse :3c just saying)

he wasn't used to people regarding him without fear. he wasn't used to being just... accepted. or to be allowed to stay anywhere. he actually fully expected that's what the rest of his life will be: endless wandering, being chased off, forever running away. and yet.

and yet.

scar offers him a place to stay. so easily. as if it didn't cost him anything.

[ohsweetflips]

rhodes “rook” aldwir (they/them)

faction: veiljumper

class: mage (burst/electricity)

specialization: spellblade

personality: diplomatic/righteous/blunt

romance: davrin

team: davrin, taash/bellara alternate

tag: #rhodes aldwir

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under the cut for pre-game backstory!

Rhodes, if we’re following the assumption that Veilguard takes place ten years after the start of Inquisition in 9:51, was born in 9:26, making them about 25, give or take a couple months, when they’re recruited by Varric and Harding. While they were with the Veiljumpers for practically the entire decade before their recruitment, the time before that was, to them, unremarkable.

They were born in Arlathan Forest and were immediately thrust into a nomadic life that even other Dalish elves might have found unconventional. They were never with one distinct clan but, instead, pockets of traveling elves with the assumption that everyone could come and go as they please. As far as Rhodes knows, they never knew their parents; whether they simply never knew that the people they travelled with were their parents, or if they were handed off to whoever would have them at too young an age to remember, they will never know. All that they have, technically, is “Aldwir,” but even as they get older, they’re unsure if it’s the name of an obscure Dalish clan or their actual surname.

From a young age, they have been used to traveling with whoever would have them. A child, even one with magic, could never survive alone in Arlathan Forest, so as adults would part ways from whatever traveling group had formed at the time, a new one would come in and accept responsibility for Rhodes. It was a life of people coming and going and Rhodes, believing this was just how life worked, was happy to have someone there for a time.

They consider themselves Dalish in the sense that they travelled with “pockets” of Dalish elves, learned Dalish traditions, and were raised to believe in the Evanuris — but it stops there. First and foremost, as they get older and meet other Dalish elves, they realize that their nomadic upbringing was not the standard. Secondly, due to the high turnover of adults and caretakers in their life, and thus a high turnover of varying traditions and beliefs, nothing ever really… stuck. Rhodes was used to going through traditional motions and learning Dalish prayers without a lot of commitment or conviction and, if they’re not actively immersed in it, it’s not uncommon for it all to slip their mind entirely.

And this was just — it, for a while. A life where they understood that the only constant would be themselves, and that people would come and go as they wished; a life where Rhodes would just smile and chat and be grateful that someone would lead them from one part of the forest to another.

When they were around fifteen, and the Fade was torn so badly in the South, its reverberations could be felt in Arlathan, things changed. Traveling in Arlathan became tumultuous, demons a growing threat, shifts in magical energy more dangerous with each day — and nomadic life in Arlathan became every person for themselves.

Which, for Rhodes, almost came to an end in an unknown part of Arlathan — if a group of elves had not literally leapt to the rescue.

(The Veiljumper report would later dictate that, while on a mission to disable an artifact that was weakening the already-fraught Veil, they encountered an elven adolescent pursued by demons. Considering the proximity to their destination—abandoned ancient ruins—they believed the demon interference to be connected to the artifact.)

(Rhodes, who was preparing to die, would unofficially report this as the instance their life began.)

The Veiljumpers, a still-budding organization led by Strife, figured that they were a part of one of the Dalish clans in the area; they were already few and far in between in Arlathan, and even more so with the weakening Veil, but there was little other explanation for Rhodes' isolation.

That is — until the Veiljumpers returned and Rhodes, having no clan or people to return to, bounded on them immediately.

Strife was hesitant, at first. The Veiljumpers were a new organization, in a dangerous line of work, in a world that seemed dead-set on trying to end. They weren't a Dalish clan, they weren't a place for kids.

For all intents and purposes, however, neither was Arlathan. And this kid both knew Arlathan and was already a little too curious with the Veiljumpers. A kid could be excess collateral, but a kid sent away might as well be, too.

So Strife weighed his options and finally told them, “If you have no where else to go, you can come with us. If you want.”

And it was that—that if you want—that broke the dam inside Rhodes and revealed the chasm yearning for someone to just ask them. To invite them. To not just come and go and leave but come and go and ask Rhodes if they would like to go, too.

Rhodes doesn’t really remember saying yes to Strife. Just that, one moment, they were alone, and another, they had the Veiljumpers.

Things with the Veiljumpers were… rocky, to start. The downside of spending fifteen years on their own was that they quickly had to get used to someone else’s schedule — a thing they railed against any chance they can. When they were tired, the days were too long; when they were bored, the days were too short. It didn’t help that Strife wouldn’t let them actually veil jump, citing that they were “too young” still, “too inexperienced” still — phrases that made Rhodes’ head spin with frustration.

Still, though, for three years, they stayed and traveled with the Veiljumpers.

They threatened to leave only once. Their stagnant frustrations, as they are wont to do, exploded, and they very loudly and angrily told Strife that they were leaving, that they won’t just sit around and do nothing any longer. That they lived on their own (basically) in Arlathan for years, they could do it again.

They came back the next morning with their tail between their legs and very happy to see Strife waiting for them, arms crossed, as if he expected it.

But, still, they came back. They stayed. They made friends and learned new skills and figured out how to work as a team and, most importantly, with a dawning sense of retroactive dread, they realized that they could never go back. Their lonely childhood opened up before them and, looking back, thinking of the future, the idea of loneliness, of being alone, could swallow them whole.

They loved the Veiljumpers. They owed the Veiljumpers everything. They would do anything to keep the Veiljumpers safe.

With the Veiljumpers, they began their transition. They took on the name “Rhodes,” finally abandoning any nicknames given to them from childhood. They had support, they had help, they had a medic who can help with surgery (and many, many people to give panicked reminders and chastisements that they can’t just get up and move with new incisions on their chest).

And, finally, at eighteen, they began veil jumping. And they were good. Their familiarity with Arlathan helped, they weren't afraid of the ruins or the turbulent artifacts within them, and their dedication meant that they put their all into everything they did.

A dedication that Strife quickly realized bordered on reckless.

With Strife, Rhodes' relationship was — well, outsiders would call it strange.

Rhodes would call Strife family. Not a father figure, necessarily, but a mentor who waited for them. A mentor who could bicker with them all day and then still wait for them come nightfall.

They could both be stuck in their ways; they both cared. Strife was a pragmatist, tactical, always looking for the big picture; Rhodes was an enthusiastic optimist, determined, always looking for what they could do to fix a situation.

When they argued, it could easily become volatile, and they worked it out each time. Even if it took a night of fighting.

(Strife once said that Rhodes didn't trust the other Veiljumpers to do their jobs; Rhodes once said that Strife cared more about the artifacts than the Veiljumpers. That one took a couple nights.)

(Strife once told Rhodes that the Veiljumpers were a team, they didn't need a hero; Rhodes once told Strife that they weren't a hero, they were just doing what felt right. Neither knew where to go from there.)

(Rhodes didn't know what what they’d do if something happened to the Veiljumpers.)

However, as Rhodes got older and grew more assured of themselves, more determined, more reckless and impulsive, their well-intentioned-disobedience grew with them, and it was only a matter of time before the other shoe fell.

And it did — with a lost map and two Inquisition agents showing up at just the right time.

(In time, through saving the world from the gods, Rhodes and Strife would work out their issues, would finally start to see eye-to-eye again. But with that came the realization that it was time for Rhodes to finally make a life of their own; that they loved the Veiljumpers and the Veiljumpers loved them, but they could finally move forward on their own terms, with people they were able to choose.)

[jesncin]

Would you see season 3 of Maws when it comes out, I completely understand why you wouldn’t given what you’ve said about the series before but i think it would be fair to give it a chance to prove itself

Definitely not as it comes out. If I were to continue watching MAWS I would binge them in one go instead of stretching watching it over months like S1. My brain is obsessive with dissecting and fixing things so it genuinely stressed me out for that long. Right now I'm battling whether I want to continue the series at all.

I personally think 3 seasons worth of "getting a chance to improve" is optimistic considering I see no reason why a show of this quality would suddenly become Race Conscious or remotely competent at telling a story that deep in without contradicting its premise. There's also no incentive for this show to get better, since a majority of people watching the show think it's perfect and are silencing every criticism the show gets by labelling it as bigotry.

MAWS isn't like Young Justice where there's solid ideas and storytelling but has flawed execution and moments here and there. I can see why people support a show like that and want to see it improve. I'm truly shocked that for MAWS writing this poor is allowed on one of the biggest IPs in the world. It's not just some flaws here and there, the way the writers construct conflict, characters and basic storytelling is so fundamentally broken that it feels like none of them have set foot in a writing class. Characters forgetting scenes that just happened is ridiculous. Seeing the fandom ignore all that is isolating, and having some fans try to convince me otherwise is exhausting.

I'd rather spend my Superman Enjoyment Time on checking out Superman & Lois, Lois & Clark, and Smallville instead. I'm currently finishing up Young Justice for Ma'al. Reading up Superman comics. Things I know I'll have a good time on.

[coconut530]

GO FRENCHIE GO!!!!

[byteing]

ok lads here's The Durge(TM)! if you think they look a little bit like if you twinkified Masque and gilded him in gold then. well you're right but hush about it alright i've got a type - and so does the sorceress that kept both of them captive lmfao (it's why they've got the same scars on their mouth/chin).

if i was drawing this fucker properly i'd draw it with a really sickly, starved physique. they've got a bug motif going on hence the centipede tattoos (centipedes are predators! they eat other bugs!), so i'd give 'em big wide eyes that always look like they're staring right into you. or at something past you, yknow. sharp and unpleasant features in general (a little like sil.co, come to think of it) where you can see that it would probably be beautiful if it wasn't so deranged and sick-looking. yknow.

it probably has all kinds of fucked up ritual scarring further down on its body, but She liked to keep its face intact.

[mrnnki-img]

[medi-bee]

thinking about worldbuilding... (featuring @/Basilthymee's scug!)

Jackalopes (related to Rain Deer) are native to the tundra plains. The scavenger tribes living alongside them have learned to use them for transportation!

[incomingalbatross]

Did plot outlining for the probably-beginning of the Slayer Mabel AU. Still some big backstory questions unresolved but not ones I need immediately!

[radiaking]

anyway this has been rattling around in my head for like. ages now and i mentioned some of it but keep forgetting but dom pedro headcanons incoming

coop did work/jobs/bounties/something for dom's family for generations

he did not ask a lot of questions. found that got in the way of earning caps and/or vials he needed

maybe they weren't always horrible...not good but not horrible. regular wasteland bad.

by the time dom's father took over and was running things they aggressively swerved into horrible territory

coop still wasn't asking too many questions (you'd think he'd know better by now...and maybe he did but just didn't care anymore)

was sent by them to pick up some kid, 16ish year old. not unusual.

kid told him what they were up to (terrible shit, kid was a sex slave that ran away), wouldn't stop berating coop about taking him back there until he caved

double crossed dom's dad w/the kid and killed him

and thus begins dom's vendetta against coop

also dom knows who he is

[pokeharvest]

Eclipse as a civilian! She's a student at Gotham University for psychology :)

[Image ID: A digitally drawn image of OP's DC OC, Eclipse. She is in her civilian wear, which is a purple tank top, white button up shirt with rolled up sleeves, cuffed light wash jeans and gray sneakers. She has pale skin, brown eyes, and long black hair half up in a bun. She has a green pencil tucked behind her right ear. She is drawn in a full body pose and a profile bust pose. Text on the image reads: "Eclipse / Emma Emerson." End ID.]

[arabriddler]

I think it's so funny that hunger in a bird cage exists but the real reason Ed is missing an ear chunk is Oz got a little bitey in his sleep. In my mind someone wrote that story as speculation

They dooo there are lots of insane stories going around about the missing chunk but no one really knows

[bloodrock-lobster]

also, i made an evil durge deep gnome bard based off my bloodborne oc Clav and that was a fucking HOOT to play

even funnier because canonically my boy does not fucking CARE for music. its all buzzing. so he plays and performs so fucking well and hes a natural liar so he seems so sincere. then spends the nights wishing his instruments and everyone in a 5 mile radius would blow the fuck up