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[sugilite-stories]

Only Scratched the Surface | Part 3

The first part was posted on my other blog which you can find here and on AO3 here

Last Chapter

Now, on with the show.

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Summary: We begin weaving into the canon narrative.

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It only took a few hours for the duo to meet up against the house to shuffle through the information provided on Izuku Midoryia… and all of two minutes to become incredibly concerned for the boy’s livelihood. 

“Kara wasn’t kidding when she said  we have to start looking after this kid.” Varen sighed, slapping the medical files onto the table. “Boy’s been used as a practice dummy for just about everyone in his schools. It’s a wonder he hasn’t turned violent yet as it is.” 

“Indeed. Lucky for us he’s a good kid,” Todd said while pulling out a little whiteboard. “all turns well he’ll let us talk. He may not listen, but he won’t try anything rash against us.” Pulling out a marker the boy started writing, Varen looked at him with a smirk.

“Thought we were just here to explain our world to the kid Mr. Second-in-Command.”

“That’s the main goal, yes.” Todd confirmed, not turning away from the writing on the board. “That being said, we both know that Kara wouldn’t stand for the things that are happening around that boy when it comes to the hardships put upon him by his peers and the adults around him.” 

 “So the endgame is teaching Midoryia about the supernatural in a way that he treats them as living creatures, but we’re not gonna turn away from the other issues that surround him.” The golden eyed girl stood up, grabbed her own marker, and began writing as well. “From what we can see there are also the issues of blatant discrimination and illegal quirk usage, and that’s just what’s around this boy. There’s also the case of multiple people with more active quirks going missing and turning up quirkless if they’re lucky and never being found if not.” 

“There’s also the Meta Liberation Front that Mallory has been keeping tabs on for a while. They may be quiet at the moment, but they’re planting seeds.” Todd capped his marker and stepped away from the board, crossing his arms. “At this point I’m willing to bet that Aldera is a part of it. Looking at their records they started skewing everything and going against multiple laws about seven or eight years ago. Matches up with the earlier information Mallory has found.” 

Varen took a step away from the board as well, pressing a fist to her upper lip. “So that means eight or so years of kids being taught, more and more obviously, MLF concepts with no one really teaching them differently besides their parents if lucky. About 6 years of graduates that spent 3 years each being taught those things and two shorter years. Depending on how good the high school was those kids either; A: taught the truth, B: expelled for the belief, or C: kept the teachings hidden till out of school and lived by them after. Only one of those ideas is good, and I don’t think that happened for many of them.” 

“Indeed, most people don’t like to admit it, but when it comes to quirks a lot of people share an underlying few of them.” Todd sighed before sitting back down. “And unless Mallory kicks into high drive we won’t know how many other schools are the same. Even then, the information we have isn’t exactly legal. We’d have to figure out a way backwards to make it so.” 

“So we focus on Midoryia and figure out the rest in our free time. Maybe we’ll find people that can assist through that.” The girl stretched her arms above her head. “That being said i’ma try to find him. Classes should be letting out soon and I wanna do as much as I can before the jet lag kicks in hard.” 

Todd nodded. “Go. I’ll be here doing my thing.” 

Varen jogged out the door to the nearest fire escape and crawled up to the roof, taking off at a leisurely pace from building to building. ‘Think these buildings are even closer than they are in Jersey. Makes jumping easier, but it’s a bit harder to see what’s going on below.’

After a few minutes she heard a commotion and started towards it. Finding a green blob absorbing a kid. 

Varen had to look again to make sure she was correct and shit that was their kid!

‘Can’t use flame I don’t know without doubt where the kid is I’ll have to go head on.’ She repositioned herself to jump, leaping over the side only to flip around and grab the wall on the opposite side as a hulking mass of being made it to him first. ‘Of course OF COURSE the number one meathead shows up just as I’m jumping. Of course it wouldn’t be that easy for me to meet the kid.’ 

A gust of air helped push her back up onto the edge where she sat to observe. The girl had to grind her teeth almost to the point of cracking when she watched the man do what she was hoping was a light session of slaps to the, clearly oxygen deprived, teen till he woke up. A small conversation took place before they both disappeared. 

Varen blinked and started scrambling to her feet. ‘What the FUCK!’ Her head snapped to the sky and found a blob moving away and fast. ‘Leisure jumping over now I guess.’ She took off at a sprint after the shapes.

It took a while, but she made it to the rooftop the two landed on. Landing behind the stairwell box she tried her hardest to catch her breath before the two could hear the panting. Peeking around  the tiny wall she saw the boy with a man who honestly looked like someone had sucked his innards out and threw him in one of the tornado simulators. 

“It’s okay to dream, but you have to make sure they’re realistic.” The scrawny guy said, making his way towards the stairwell, unaware of the girl behind them.”Go towards the police or the fire department. I’m sorry my boy, but I don’t believe someone without a quirk can be a hero.” Everything went silent as the door to the stairwell closed and the footsteps became quiet.

‘Ouch. Poor kid.’ Varen looked to the boy, saw the broken and empty stare she had seen far too many times in her days with the Vipers. ‘Now or never, I guess.’ With a breath, she stepped out from behind the box.

“Well that chain of events kind of sucked.” Izuku screamed at the new voice, eyes shooting up to see a woman with black hair and gold eyes wincing with her hands in her pockets. “Sorry, I didn't expect you to jump that high. My bad. Normally people just flinch a little bit, though normally I’m a bit quieter than full volume.”

“You heard all of that!” Izuku started to panic. ‘If she heard all of it then she heard All Might’s secret and that really bad if his secret gets out because of me that---’ 

“Kid, breathe! You’re doing a lot of talking and not a lot of breathing. You were almost suffocated earlier, breathing is kind of important right now.” The boy looked up at her. “How did you know that?”

“Well,” The woman started to scratch her arm. “I was on a building not too far away from where that happened. I heard the struggle and started over. Was coming to help when he showed up and had to turn back.” She showed her palms to him, and he noted the scrapes from grabbing a wall. “Dug up my hands pretty bad doing that. I know better than backing out when I commit to a jump like that.” She laughed awkwardly.

“You followed us here?”

“Wanted to make sure you were okay. The meathead didn’t exactly follow procedure. Even someone with my profession has certain steps I have to take otherwise I just feel wrong, ya know?” 

Izuku started defending only to be silenced by the girl’s raised hand. “Kid, you were unconscious due to lack of oxygen. He had no way to know for how long, or how much of that guy got into you to mess with your internal systems. Even if that wasn’t the case I’m glad I followed to make sure you were okay. He left you unattended on a roof after multiple bombshells after all. That’s not exactly responsible.” 

Izuku continued to stand in silence, looking at his shoes as another pair came into view. “I haven’t introduced myself yet have I? My name's Varen Black, it’s a pleasure to meet you kid.” 

“Izuku Midoryia.”

“Which of those would you like me to refer to you as?” He looked up at her, noting the uncomfortable grimace. “I’m from America. Not completely used to naming rules here yet.” 

“Izuku’s fine Miss Black.” 

“Varen. Please call me Varen. Miss Black just sounds wrong.” She said with a chuckle, earning a nod from the boy. “I know we just met and all, but I’m here if you want a soundboard. One quirkless to another and all that.” 

Izuku snapped to attention “Wait you're quirkless? But you said you followed us here! And you got here within a few minutes!” 

“Freerunning has been around longer than quirks. You don’t need one to do it, though it does make it easier. Lot of things are like that.” Varen took off towards the stairwell, jumping onto the roof of it with little effort before turning around and holding out a hand. “All you need is motivation and practice.” 

Izuku stood there for a moment before running at the wall himself; not quite making it to the top as the woman did, but making it close enough that she grabbed his hand and pulled him the rest of the way. “And maybe a helping hand when it becomes too much for one person to complete.” She said with a laugh. 

Varen hopped back down off the stairwell, turning to the boy. “Jumping down is always more tricky than jumping up. You have to make sure the momentum has somewhere to go. That’s why rolls are common. If you feel like ya need to roll just don’t do it down your spine. That hurts like hell and I don’t think those burns will appreciate it much.” 

“How-” 

“Kid, your uniform is covered in scorch marks. Two and two make four.” 

Izuku winced, remembering the events that happened earlier in the day, but shook it off and pushed off the small box with few issues. 

“Not bad for a first timer with no momentum behind him.” Varen stated with a grin. “You can go far with that alone, though that’s just the tip of the iceberg for you, Izuku Midoryia.”

“What do you mean?”

“I came from America for a reason, and that reason is you.” Varen began with a level of calm Izuku felt shouldn't be possible for someone as young as she was. “There’s more to this world than meets the eye, and I hate to break it to you, but you’re a cornerstone for it.” She walked over to the building’s edge and sat down, Izuku following suit. “I won’t go into the whole story as it’s a lot to digest and you have a lot to think on already, but I will leave you with two things. One is that quirks did not come from nothing. People have their thoughts and their theories, but we know the truth. Quirks are a mutation of something that already existed.”

“And I’m a part of that?”

Varen nodded. “Yes. There are some people who are truly powerless and there’s nothing wrong with that, but there are people like you and I who are classified by the world as powerless even though it is simply not true.” 

The gold eyed girl picked up Izuku's notebook from the ground and flipped to the back page before beginning to write as the boy mulled over her words. “And the second thing?”

Varen handed him his notebook back. “Look into the things I’ve written down on the back page there. Sorry for using your book to write them by the way. I didn't exactly think I’d run into you so fast after arriving here. Look into them and send a message to the number at the bottom if you wanna learn more in the future.” 

Izuku nodded and Varen stood back up, holding a hand to the boy. “With that said let’s get off this roof huh?” 

He nodded, taking the hand as flames appeared around them. The boy yelped and jumped towards Varen, who laughed softly as the flames died down. Izuku opened his eyes to the shock of the alley behind the building. 

“There we go, nice and safe on the ground.” 

“What just happened?” 

“I told you, didn't I? Just because you’re quirkless doesn’t mean you’re powerless.” Varen began walking away. “Look into the things I listed out and think it over for a bit. I'll be around town somewhere till then.” She turned around at the mouth of the alley. “Until we meet again, kid.” 

Izuku could only wave as she walked away, taking a minute to digest the new information as she walked away. When he was finally able to move he ran to the main road and looked around for the woman to no avail. With a sigh he started the trek home.

At about the halfway mark he saw a group gathered for a villain attack and joined to see what it was about, only to see that it was the being from earlier that tried to kill him.

And it had Kachan.

No thought beyond ‘help him’ crossed the green boy's mind as he took off towards the villain, throwing his backpack at the beings eye and digging into the sludge around the blonde. Much to the latters irritation.

“What are you doing Deku! I don’t need your help!” 

“I know, but my body moved before I could think! I couldn’t just let you die here!” 

‘I need to get space around Kachan to break the grip. Sludge is acting like a suction cup, unless I can break the seal I’m not going to make headway!’

The wind was picking up around the three beings. Izuku could feel it. He could feel the way it bent and turned around the buildings on either side of him. How it fluctuates between warm and cool pockets. 

How it ran along the edge of where the sludge ended and Kachan began. How it weaseled its way between the two to allow enough air between the two beings to break the seal and pull the boy out. Just in time for All Might to emerge once again and punch the villain into the stratosphere, changing the weather around them all. 

Kachan was pulled away to the medics as Izuku was surrounded by heroes who berated him for running into the fight. Izuku didn’t hear what they were saying though as he started off into the crowd, locking eyes with a certain gold eyed woman who stood next to a man with white hair and sea glass green eyes. Both nodded to him with smiles before walking away. 

“Are you even listening to us, boy?” Izuku snapped his attention to the hero talking to him, Death Arms to be exact. Izuku’s eyes narrowed at the hero. 

“I hear you loud and clear.” His voice was low, cold. Something snapped into clarity for the boy as he stood up and looked Death Arms in the eye, paying no mind to Kamui Woods next to him. “I hear that you would rather let a kid die than allow another kid to save him. I hear someone who decided that the conditions weren’t optimal for his success, so he decided to sit twiddling his thumbs on the sideline.”

Death Arms stood shocked, staring at the boy who’s gaze had sharpened in a second flat. Izuku continued. “Kamui Woods standing to the side I get. Kachan has an explosive, fire adjacent quirk that he was using with reckless abandon, he wouldn’t have been able to get close enough to help. After all this is, what, his third day on the job since his debut? That makes sense and was most likely the best call he could have made. You have been in the field long enough to know better.” 

Izuku then walked away, leaving the two heroes in silent shock, and started towards home. Only to be stopped by the same loud blonde. 

“Deku! Don’t think for a second that you’re above me because of this! I would have been fine without your interference!”

‘You would have died without my help, but go off I guess. It’s what you’re good at after all.’ He wanted to voice the thought out loud, but the stinging pain in his shoulder made him reconsider the option and stood silent as Kachan finished his rant and walked away. 

Izuku took a breath before walking again, only to be stopped another block down by the smaller version of All Might. ‘I just want to go home for God Sakes!’ 

“My boy, I have to apologize for what I told you earlier.” The older man started. “The things I said were uncalled for and without proper thought. What I saw earlier with that other boy was something I have not seen in a long time, and I do believe you can become a hero.” 

Izuku began to cry, in part from the words spoken and part from just the continuous stress during the last not even two hours of his life. The man walked over and rested a hand on his head until Izuku lifted it to face him. 

“A lot has happened to you today, young Midoryia, take the weekend to think things over and clear your thoughts. If you still want to be a hero I will be at Dagobah Beach come Monday at 9AM. Come see me there, I will help you achieve your goal.” 

Izuku nodded and the scrawny man walked away, leaving the boy to his thoughts as he walked home. 

Entering the house he greeted his mom, informing her on the morning’s villain attack and conveniently leaving out the afternoon's events as they ate dinner. After helping her clean up he went to his room and sat at his computer opening the search engine, his notebook to the last page where the research points were left for him, and a fresh notebook to begin the task. 

~~THINGS TO LOOK UP FOR THE POSSIBLE FUTURE~~ -Alchemy -Witchcraft -Chemistry -Supernatural creatures and things ← not as important as the above but a baseline in nice to have -Ruby Vipers, New Jersey ← That’s us hi! Also not as important just thought the info would be nice to have (***) *** **** ← me  Good Luck! :) VB/M

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Next Chapter (TBA)

[sosuaveh]

The Prophet is a great character.

[rozeliyawashereyall]

Okay I know I said I'd give yall a day or two-

But I've realized that there's no way in hell I'll be able to draw all of this, so I'm cutting it!

So the list is-

1. Ulysses- moon

2. Varen- mars

3. Jemma- mercury

4. Melody- earth

5. Amber- Charon (moon)

6. Emerald- Anaria (star)

7. Malachi- pluto

8. Adelaide- Saturn

9. Lucy- Jupiter

10. Azren- Gaia (black hole)

11. Joan- venus

12. LilyAnn- subnautica

13. Korey- Neptune

14. A bonus you all probably figured out but I won't say either way :3

This'll most likely take me longer than the tarot event, so do be patient with me! ^_^

[ghoulish-art-tendencies]

hi! welcome to my blog!!! my art tag is “ghoulish art” if you wish to scroll through :)

1. go follow my art fight for 2024 :)

2. go follow my SpaceHey (modern day MySpace!) :]]

3. https://samissleeping.straw.page go visit my straw page!!!

hi, so my name is [Sam], i guess this is my first proper introduction so wooo 🎉 •_• I go by he/him, have phil lester black hair and dan howell brown eyes. im an artist, play a lot of video games, and apparently have a dan and phil porn addiction? im the stereotypical emo kid, and I reblog way too much and probably should have made a separate blog for art/actual account but its too late now =x

(main acc is @samissleeping though its mainly just reblogs unrelated to dnp, and i also have a bluesky @/ghoulish-art)

My Blog Focuses On: Dan & Phil, my art, and maybe a little bit of other things

Things About my Blog: I post mainly my art (mostly Dan and Phil) and reblog mostly things in the Phandom. I do take art requests for Dan and Phil in my asks, but no guarantee that I will respond to it right away, but I will try to be AFAP =]

My Current Interests Are: Dan & Phil, Formula 1

My Side Interests Are: Good Omens, Supernatural, Stanger Things, One Direction, Five Nights At Freddy’s, Hockey, IT, The Quarry

Favourite Shows/Films: American Horror Story, Scream, Good Omens, IT, Stranger Things, Saltburn, Dexter, Attack On Titan, Arcane

My Favourite Music Artists Are: Muse, My Chemical Romance, BrokeNCYDE, Ghost, Badflower

Favourite Song Right Now: Hollywood Whore by Papa Roach

Games I Play: Dead By Daylight, Stardew Valley, Baldur’s Gate 3, Resident Evil, Subnautica, Roblox, The Quarry

I Am Often Found: Listening to music, watching Dan and Phil/Youtube, drawing, or reading fanfiction

My Animals: 2 Cats, Aziraphale and Varen <3

My Favourite Colour: 🖤Black

Favourite Word/Phrase Right Now: oi oi oi (the brain rot is all consuming)

My Top 3 Albums:

1. Showbiz by Muse + Hullabaloo Soundtrack by Muse

2. Resistance by Muse

3. Origin of Symmetry by Muse + Blackholes & Revelations by Muse

If you cared enough to read this about me, thanks!!! =D Means a lot, and heres a gif for your troubles -.-

[diamondzoey]

Memories of the past

Warning: angst, painful flashbacks of the past and mentions of death

Jemma was in the living room looking at a shell

Inner demon: jemma

Jemma gasps and looks around

Amber comes in the living room: hey just a quick update Azren is still in Victor’s clothes, a few of them are somewhat related Korey knocked Varen out with a dictionary and now they’re all fighting for some reason

Jemma: oh wow

Amber: how’s your existential crisis coming along?

Jemma unsure: uh fine

Amber: good *Walks out*

Jemma: umm Amber?

Amber pokes her head out of the door frame

Jemma: can dreams also have memories I mean can you still have memories even when you’re dreaming?

Amber: oh jemma what else are memories if not dreams themselves

Jemma confused: what?

Amber: right then more soon *Leaves*

Jemma looks back at the shell in her hand

Inner demon: do you blame yourself?

Jemma looks up to see her inner demon which is a grey-ish black skin demon: what?

Inner demon: well it’s quite common in this situation for a patient to feel a kind of guilt

Jemma looks confused: what situation?

Inner demon: the accident

And it flashes to a memory of a young jemma watching the only scientist who were nice to her being shot down by guards while protecting her

A/n: my first angst story I hope that I did good ^^ and the bugs in this

Amber- @astralbulldragon13

Korey- @rozeliyawashereyall

Varen- @keyaartz

Azren- @strayharmony943

Victor- @littlesiren79

[fallen---alien]

Aphelion

Since some readers of my original alien fic have been asking if there is any art for Varen and Natalie, I figure I'd post all of it here. All of my inspiration and art I've commissioned from the amazingly talented and forever awesome @spnfox

First of all, take a look at her beautiful art of Natalie and Varen.

And here is just a bunch of inspiration pics I've collected over the years I've been writing this fic. A lot of it is picrew makers and some doll makers from meiker.io. If you're interested in the individual makers to make your own, message me for the links :)

**POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD. ONLY LOOK IF YOU'RE CAUGHT UP IN THE FIC**

(this is from one of Spnfox's drafts for Varen and when I officially fell in love with him)

(Varen in Faerun)

Ulla

(Another inspo of Ulla that I found on pinterest. I'm not sure the artist though.)

Batu (though, in the story his face is yellow with black splotches kind of like a Rorschach)

Aram

And these are about as close to Natalie as I can find on Pinterest.

oh, and here's a picrew I made for chapter 24:

[mitchell-nihil]

Writeblr intro!

Hello! I go by Nihil, I've been here for about three months, and I'm redoing my writeblr intro since my first one just isn't what I wanted it to be.

About My Writing

Okay, disclaimer, I'm not a novel writer! The stuff I do write is planning and scripts for comics I am planning on making.

My absolute favourite genre is superpowers, specifically mixed with action. This is probably why I've felt more drawn to comics as it's a vastly more popular genre than it is in written works.

I currently only have two WIP, both original stories. My favourite of the two is the aforementioned golden duo for me, superpowers and action. The others a fantasy-mystery-romance kinda thing.

About Me

I'm 17, from Canada. I've been writing since I realised it was something that people did and that books didn't just spawn out of the ether. Big on Japanese media, manga's and anime and the likes. Favourite anime are Licoris Recoil, Buddy Daddies and No.6, and favourite manga is Chainsaw Man.

My WIPs!

Blue Cataclysm

"Eramos Varma, the halfling son of an important religious figure among humans, and Cyrus, a halfling spy working for elves, meet through a kidnapping and get wrapped up in the investigation of a cult threatening them both."

You'll see a lot of art for this, since I'm trying to actually prepare to make the damn thing. Era is the guy I post that is freakishly tall and has dark blue hair, and Cyrus is the one thats kinda buff and has short, white-blond hair (not to be confused with Nat, the one with long white hair).

The Pandora Program

"The Pandora Program is a project run by the government to help juvenile criminals, among the small percent of the population with special powers, take time off their jail sentences by doing dirty work for the government. Varen Voclain is an interesting recent addition to this program, charged with multiple counts of terrorism, murder and assault after trying to go out for lunch with his mother."

Varen and Nathair, or Nat, are the main characters, but really there's five. Varen is a red-head and has a big scar across his nose bridge, Nat has long white hair and wears a face mask. Atlas is the one with brown hair and forearm crutches, Stelle is the short blonde one with the black hoodie and Charlotte has purple hair and six arms.

These always end up longer than I want them to be, but I figured it'd be useful to show some art as well since that's half my blog.

Cyrus

Era

Stelle :)

Varen but you can't really tell it's him

Era again, but in a different style than the other drawings.

thanks for reading this far :)

[the-tharns-speak]

Regarding you and the other Companions, what was everyone like when drunk? And, on that note, who had the lowest, and who had the highest alcohol tolerance?

The highest alcohol tolerance is evenly split between me and Titanborn, who is twice to thrice my weight (depends on if i had eaten and if i am wearing armor).

Titanborn, when drunk, is a touch louder, a touch harsher, and a great deal more irritable. Not exactly a person to sit right next to.

Sai Sahan almost never drank alcohol when I was around to see. When he did, he was prone to losing clothes (unfortunate for a man who doesn't wear shirts to start with) and soliloquize.

Varen remains to be a snuggly and cute drunk, though back then he was significantly less melancholic. Kind of like an affectionate cat.

Mannimarco... when he indulged deeper into the cups, he really wanted to talk to someone about practically applied necromancy. That usually left me as his conversation partner, because I did not find it too unsettling and I could keep up with his logic for most of the time. The general consensus was that we weren't letting him drink beyond the point of him getting handsy and a little prankstery.

The Vestige had this peculiar trait of loosing coordination very quickly and when particularly inebriated it turned into changing colors like some of those lizards in Black Marsh.

Cadwell could drink and it never showed on him until he toppled over unconscious.

And as for me, the vast majority of people I had met had never seen me truly sober, and those few who have usually take care not to see that the second time.

[iamnotyourgodsherald]

Time to Show Off My Characters, Darlings!

I figured here would be the best place to show them off in case I do more self indulgent writing about my own characters and their pairings. I love my characters a lot and I am hoping you love them too!

Hero of Ferelden!

Name: Caius Cousland

Race: Human

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Dog: Octavius

Age in Origins: He was 20 years old when he got recruited.

Height: 6ft

Body Type: Lean but fit.

Hair: Jet Black. Shoulder Length. Wavy and wild.

Eye color: muted forest green.

Skin color: white with warm tones.

Personality: Flirtatious, Cocky, and Kindhearted. Can be arrogant and impatient.

Sexuality: Bisexual

Class: Rogue

Specializations: Assassin and Duelist

Preferred Weapons: His family sword, and his favorite Grey Warden dagger which he named, Griffon

Style of Fighting: Sneak attacks with Poison and debilitating hits into vital areas

Romance: Zevran Arainai.

(Main Game) Group Consisted Of: Alistair, Zevran, and Wynne.

(Awakening) Group Consisted Of: Nathanial, Sigrun, And Anders.

Did They Do the Ritual?: Yes.

Did They Make Alistair King?: Yes.

Besties: Alistair and Sten.

Hobbies: Reading. A lot of Reading.

Headcanon: Alistair was Caius’s first love before he met Zevran. However, he knew Alistair was straight and kept the relationship completely platonic.

Fun Fact: Caius was picking locks since he learned how to from a book at age 8.

Champion of Kirkwall!

Name: Varen Hawke

Race: Human

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Dog: Tiberius

Age at the Start: 19

Height: 5’9

Body Type: Muscular. Toned.

Hair: Flaming Ginger. Short. Blown back style.

Eye Color: Bright, Cheerful Green.

Skin Color: Pale Fair Skin. Freckled all over.

Personality: Sarcastic, Humorous, Romantic. Air Headed at times and Impulsive.

Sexuality: Homosexual

Class: Mage

Specializations: Healer and Force Mage.

Preferred weapon: His Fathers Staff

Style of fighting: Long Distance and FIRE. FIRE. FIRE.

Romance: Fenris (Non-Rivalry)

Group Consisted of Varric, Fenris, and Anders.

Mages or Templars: Mages.

Agreed or Disagreed with Anders?: Disagreed.

What Happened to Sibling?: Carver turned into a Grey Warden.

Besties: Varric and Anders

Hobbies: Cooking.

Headcanon: When Varen lost his mother after losing his sister and sending his brother off to the Grey Wardens, he became locked in a depressive state for a month after and even lost weight from not eating. Everyone constantly checked on him, made sure he ate something. Anders always monitored him to keep him from getting sick.

Fun Fact: Varen fell in love with Fenris at first sight.

Inquisitor/Herald of Andraste!

Name: Gerehal Lavellan

Race: Dalish Elf

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Age at the Start: 22

Height: 5’11

Body Type: (At first) Thin, but muscular. (After becoming a reaver) Gained more muscle. Became athletic build.

Hair (in the beginning) Long straight blond hair with some braids. Shaved side. (After Becoming a reaver) hair took on some reddish color, turning it strawberry blond. Let his hair grow out.

Eye Color: (At First) Light green. (After Becoming a Reaver.) Green with a red outer ring.

Skin color: (Before Reaver Transformation-) Lightly Tanned skin with neutral tones. Vallaslin was green so was his eye makeup. No scars on his face. (After Reaver Transformation) Scars covering his body and face. Wears red winged eyeliner on his eyes and Vallaslin turned red.

Personality: Stoic, Very Curious, and Open Minded. After becoming a Reaver, he became quick to anger, and more protective.

Sexuality: Pansexual

Class: Warrior.

Specializations: Reaver.

Preferred Weapon: His Eluvian Blade, called “Gerehal’s Tooth.”

Style of Fighting: Make the opponent only notice him. Quick and Vicious strikes. Used mostly his Dragons Rage Claw Attacks.

Romance: Dorian Pavus.

Group Consisted of: Dorian, Solas, Varric.

Mages or Templars: Mages

Who is Emperor/Empress?: All of them are working together.

Grey Wardens Stayed Or Banished?: Stayed.

Drank From the Well?: No.

Who became Divine?: A Soft Leliana.

Saving Or Stopping Solas?: Saving.

Took The Herald Title?: No.

Besties: Iron Bull, Solas and Varric.

Hobbies: Sparring and Drawing.

Headcanon: Gerehal and Dorian got nicknamed “Sun and Moon” because of their contrasting color schemes and the fact that wherever Gerehal or Dorian went, the other wasn’t far behind.

Fun Fact: Gerehal was named after the Elven Grey Warden that ended the fourth blight.

The Rook, Leader of The Veilguard!

Name: Demitrix De Riva

Race: City Elf/Dalish Elf

Pronouns: He/They

Age At The Start: 26

Height: 5’4

Body Type: Lithe and fit. Acrobat boy type.

Hair: Raven Black. Middle of Back Length. Loose curls.

Eye Color: Icy Blue, almost silver, eyes.

Skin Color: Dark, warm toned brown skin, has gold colored facial tattoos mimicking vallaslin

Personality: Sarcastic, Witty, with a softer hearted side. Loud Mouthed and infuriatingly stubborn.

Sexuality: Homosexual

Faction: Antivan Crows

Class: Rogue

Specialization: Duelist

Preferred Weapon: His Antivan Bow with the words “Vir Tanadhal” carved on it.

Style of Fighting: Dirty Tactics. Places Traps down and then moving away from danger, using his bow to fire at long distances.

Romance: Lucanis Dellamorte

Group Consisted of: Lucanis and either Davrin or Taash.

Feelings on Solas: He’s wary of him, but cant help feel bad for the guy.

Feelings on Being Leader: Weirds him out.

Hobbies: Darts and swimming

Headcanon: Demitrix is very acrobatic and if anyone looks for him in the Lighthouse, theyll likely find him up high in the rafters hanging upside down or by tall windows.

Fun fact: Demitrix loves animals a lot, so much so that much of his behavior and mannerisms are based on certain animals.

[ask-bing-and-the-g-unit]

“So kind of you to join me, Bing.”

Dark’s words were ice placed on Bing’s neck to melt, trickling down his spine bit by bit with a chill like no other. He offered a lopsided grin in return. “I’m on time though, boss man.”

“Early, actually, which I appreciate,” they corrected, moving their eyes to the analog clock on the other side of the empty conference room — not that their eyes had been on him in the first place. “It gives me time to ask what the cause of your absence was.”

Bing swallowed thickly before grinning a little wider with anxiety, tension pumping through his core. The substitute shades with green lenses from Ivan were not as big as he would have liked, but they were enough, he had to remind himself. Also, how the frick does Ivan see in these things? Everything is so green— “Just got, uh, caught up in stuff. Like– like the rats. And art. Ya know.” He pushed out a weak laugh as he forced himself to not fidget under the weight of the air.

Silence settled over the two of them, the room still dim from only having window light of the approaching evening. The black irises on black pupils pierced through Bing, scrutinizing his being, looking at him for once — Bing felt dizzy — before Dark turned their head away again. “I will not press, Bing. However, I do want to say I’m upset at the lack of communication. Your presence away had been very frustrating.”

“Frustrating?”

“Do not miss another meeting,” they continued, their head tipping in his direction with a long blink. “Whether you realize it or not, there are quite a few here that listen to you, and the sway that you have benefits me as well.” The head of the house closed their eyes to take in a slow breath before the world glitched, and they were now sitting in a relaxed position at one head of the table.

Bing clenched his fists. “Why does it matter to you? You don’t even like me.”

The Bing bot sucked in a breath, instant regret on his tongue. The air went still — No, static buzzed in Bing’s ears. “You understand that one of your fellows, the blue one, he restrains himself?” stated Dark, the words articulated to daggers.

This seemed awfully off topic. Bing folded his arms, rubbing the hoodie sleeves nervously. “N- No? He always answers me when I ask him questions. Or… I guess he… He words it carefully sometimes to skirt around the topic.” Huh. He didn’t like that realization.

“So you do know how to listen,” Dark noted, and the android again focused on the suited other. “Listen well, Bing. It is nothing against you. It never was and never will be something personal against you. I have my past. You have your own. Your friends have theirs. Understand that I am not trying to be disrespectful.”

Bing studied them, mystified by the sudden confession. “Okay.”

__________

__________

“I don’t understand why I can’t go out yet.” Bing flipped through his memory, trying to place a name to the lightly tattooed man who now spoke. The stranger had arisen from his seat brazenly, a hard look in his dark eyes. New? Definitely. The android vaguely remembered the start of a new room before he closed himself off.

This must be the occupant.

Many looked over in confusion at Dark whose jaw shifted in a way that Bing recognized: they did not know. While almost everyone stared at the head, Bing focused on the man beside Dark. Wilford gave a massive yawn, eyes blinking blearily. (Bing struggled to recall any time he had seen Wil tired.) But the brown eyes of the mustached man were on the newcomer who was grasping for answers.

Bing’s gaze flashed back to Dark the moment that Wilford leaned on the table, arms folding to cradle his head as he closed his eyes. Dark managed to postulate further. “You are still a wanted man, Deven-Varen –”

“Yancy.”

“– Yancy, you are still a wanted man,” they corrected smoothly, the repetition hammering into the room. “I am more than comfortable to reveal your situation to everyone here, but I do not have to if you would end this conversation and sit down.”

The newcomer Yancy blanched, and his hands gripped at the table ledge. Keeping eye contact with Dark, he slowly sat back down, an anger in his eyes as he fumed.

“Fucking hell, give the guy a break,” sneered Ivan from his seat while he played with the hoodie string endlessly. “He got here – what? – three weeks ago? You need to get out more, Dark.”

Dark raised an eyebrow at the commentary. “Is that all, Ivan?”

Bing lightly kicked his best friend under the table.

::: pain in my ass texted: not worth it dude

::: Bestie 💚: Yeah yeah yeah

“Yeah,” the green Google scoffed, “that’s all.”

“Wonderful.”

“But, uh — not everyone gets to leave, ya know,” Bing started slowly. Yancy squinted in confusion, but his attention was now on the bot. Bing began to chew his lip but quickly stopped himself and steeled (ha, steel – robots) his nerves. “There’s a handful of people that don’t leave the house. And, dude, think about it: it’s not just about you. Why would you be told to stay in one place if it was only a danger to yourself?”

::: Bestie 💚: Bitch what happened to not worth it

Bing could feel Ivan’s glare on him, but he did not look. He had to remain steadfast.

Yancy mulled it over, eyes now moving back and forth between Bing and Dark. “It’s not forever?” he stated to confirm.

“Until the attention fades. A potential name change thrown in there as well,” Dark added. Yancy settled reluctantly but contently, and the rest of the room simmered to a low as well.

The topic was swept away as Dark took a moment to breathe. “Any other questions or concerns before I move onto the final topic of today.” The soft mumbled were the only response given, the mass of people eager to end this soon to get to their evenings. “Very good. There will be five new residents brought within a month’s time. Randall, Yancy, please take time from your schedules to construct the new rooms. Wilford will give instructions and advice as needed, but I am confident that you will know what to do. You may all be dismissed.” Dark sank back into the chair, and Ivan’s eyes twitched, focus darting over to them.

With a yawning Oliver in tow, Eric paused by Bing on the way out, and a warm hand settled on the orange bot’s head. “Good to see you, Bing.”

[sugilite-stories]

Scratched the Surface | Part 2

The first part was posted on my other blog which you can find here and on AO3 here

Now, on with the show.

***

Echelons

Boss Bark

@Todd @Varen I need you two to swing by quick. I gotta mission for ya two.

Icicle

Yes sir

Ember

It’ll be a few minutes, currently finishing up covering a shift at Cauldron’s. Any deets ya can send my way in the meantime?

Boss Bark

No problem. Just get the info from Todd when you’re done.

Ember

10-4 Boss. Be done and there in 35-40!

Rock ‘n Rebuttal

Must be big if the two hands are on it 

Boss Bark

Don’t think too hard on it Kendrix. They’re the best for the job

Rock ‘n Rebuttal

I abstain XD

Todd smiled at the phone from his seat at the bar before waving the bartender over and placing two $40’s on the bar. “I’m heading out. Use what you have to and keep the rest.” The girl nodded before saying goodbye as Todd walked out the front door and down the street. 

The little diner that the group called their base of operations was a small building run by two of the members' mother. Nadia was a kind woman who had looked after the founding members of the crew since before the boss came to power a few years ago, and had stayed the mother of the group throughout the duration of her children's tenure. To be honest Todd had no doubt she would look after the Viper members till the day she died. Giving the woman a nod he made his way to the stairs going to the lower levels where the real work was done. 

Coming into the clearing at the bottom of the stairs Todd moved forward towards the conference room at the end of the hall where Kara was waiting. 

Kara sat in a rolling chair in front of a computer with statistics pulled up for schools, looking over to the white-haired boy in amusement as he stared at the intruder that decided his seat was the best place to sit. 

“Really, Arrow, you got your own chair here and you have to sit in mine?” 

Kara scoffed “What are you gonna do, move her?” 

Todd glanced over to the woman before continuing his stare-down with her, incredibly smug, companion “Female gray wolves, when healthy, only get to about a buck twenty. We both know I can lift that no problem.” The wolf yawned as slow as she possibly could before casually getting off and hopping onto her usual perch next to Kara. 

“Now that you’re done annoying each other for the day,” The girl said with amusement lacing every word “ I would like to get to the matter at hand If I could.” After a second of pause she continued. “As you already know, Elementals are one of the rarest supernaturals out there, only falling behind the likes of the Phoenix due to their being only one of every element at a time in the world.” 

Todd grunted. “Yeah due to their having to be balance between the elements there can only be one representative of each element at a time, otherwise the possibility of larger scale disagreements become a worry. Said disagreements could total areas just as fast if not faster than commonplace natural disasters. Why talk about something you told me when you first met me?” 

“Correct. As for bringing it up again I gave you and the others some incorrect information when I went over this during my first days with you. I said that Elementals were at the top of the food chain when it came to supernaturals and there was no equivalent when it came to power. This is not true.” Todd tilted his head. “Where we are indeed the most powerful when it comes to the element in question, we are more spokespeople for the creatures that call the element their heart that can’t really speak up for themselves.”

The girl went silent as Todd connected the new thread of information given. “So what’s the new player, and do we need to be worried?” 

“We don’t need to be worried as of yet.” Kara began “More like we need to play the part of teacher.” 

“Play teacher to what?” Turning to the door the two find the second person called in, a girl with longer black hair pulled up in a ponytail. 

“That took far less time than you thought it was.” Todd said, leaning onto the table as Varen shrugged. 

“Eh, Aradia caught a look at my phone over my shoulder and saw I was summoned. She all but shoved me out the door.” 

Kara smiled. “Well, to answer your question, I’m sending you and Todd here to advise a boy with power quite comparable to us.” 

“So we’re going in to make sure it doesn’t turn on us?” Varen questioned, gaining a ‘so-so’ response from the leader. 

“That’s one way to look at it. Where this kid could, indeed, cause us harm I sincerely doubt it from what I’ve seen.” Kara clicked a button and the screen behind her lit up to reveal a younger teenage boy.

“Meet Izuku Midoriya, a 13, almost 14, year old middle schooler in the Shizuoka Prefecture of Japan. If I said that wrong you can butcher it for me later as I didn’t exactly study geography in the very little schooling I got.” The two subordinates chuckled. 

“So what’s his deal that we’re suddenly interested in another person in Japan?” Varen stated, sitting down next to Todd.

“Izuku is a supernatural known to the denizens as an alchemist.” 

Todd spoke up. “Answers why we’re interested. A person who can combine elements to gain something of equal value is definitely not one we want to have make a turn for the wrong side of things. If having elementals fighting could destroy things without trying I don’t wanna know what an alchemist could do, especially against the former.”

“Precisely why I am sending the two of you to teach him our world's ways.” Kara continued, “Supernatural creatures are considered fiction to the outside world, and if he continues to believe that there could be a lot of trouble down the line. I’d be more worried about the world as a whole but from what I’ve gathered, even with the deck he was handed, this kid is an absolute sweetheart. He’ll listen to you guys.”

Varen opened her mouth, but Kara interrupted her by handing her one of two folders. “All the info you need on the kid is in these. Medical and school records, browsing history, purchases, you know the drill. Read up on them once you get situated.” Kara waved her hand, creating a void on the wall next to them. “I already placed some of your things there as always, and Wren made up a bunch of the linguist tincture for the two of you.”

The duo nodded before stepping through the portal, emerging in a rental house within Japan. The two placed their folders onto the dining room table.

“Explore for the day and start work tomorrow?” Varen suggested, receiving a nod from the boy. 

“would probably help knowing where to get shit around here.” Todd walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, grabbing two of the small mason jars filled with golden liquid and handing one to Varen. “To learning a new language” 

Varen laughed before clicking her shot to his and downing it. “Tastes like tea.” 

“We are in Japan, the tincture does change depending on the language after all. Makes sense that it would taste like one of their most popular beverages.” 

The girl nodded, placing the bottle on the counter before walking towards the door. “Heading out, see you tonight.” 

Todd called out a goodbye before beginning his exploration of the house that the two would be calling home for a while, claiming a bedroom in the process. Once the house was mapped in his mind he too went out into the city to canvas the area. 

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Next Chapter

[curatedattire]

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[rozeliyawashereyall]

Guys!!

Remember that planet/star event I was going to make but decided to actually start drawing it when I get my drawing ipad?

Well, now that I've finally finished my exams, I've decided that I'm going to start on them now instead of waiting! Again the list is:

1. Ulysses- moon

2. Varen- mars

3. Jemma- mercury

4. Melody- earth

5. Amber- Charon (moon)

6. Emerald- Anaria (star)

7. Malachi- pluto

8. Adelaide- Saturn

9. Lucy- Jupiter

10. Azren- Gaia (black hole)

11. Joan- venus

12. LilyAnn- subnautica

13. Korey- Neptune

14. Raine- Supernova

I'm going to make their clothing mythology like, similar to each planet's God (IE: Venus-Aphrodite, Jupiter-Zeus, etc) I just need a photo of what they would wear as 'gods', and I'm going to kind of fuse it with their original outfit!

@lunaritychuwolf @keyaartz @diamondzoey @kaiamtt @astralbulldragon13 @stxph-artist @aspenm00n @piffany666 @castbracelet240 @strayharmony943 @rustycopper4use @tiefling-chaos @willowve01 sorry to the others who weren't included in this event!! I promise you'll be in the next one! ^_^

Btw, I'm not sure when this will be finished as it may take more time than the tarot cards one, so do be patient, but I'll try to finish it as soon as i can for you all <3!

[ghoulish-art-tendencies]

just skimmed ur pinned, and obviously i can gather why one of your cats is named aziraphale (real of u) but where did the name varen come from? and can i see the cats also

thank you for the ask! So originally I was going to name them Syrniki and Varenyky (2 different food dishes, you can look them up!) as they’re sisters and they sound similar, buuut quickly realised that calling them that was kind of difficult and my family wasn’t too happy about it. Sooo i was like “my cat looks like an aziraphale!” and shortened varenyky to Varen. and i almost named Varen Crowley, but immediately full stopped that bc they are sisters even though it fit perfectly LOL. Anyways heres some photos of them! =]

Azi is obviously the light one, and Varen is the black and white one :) they love to cuddle and need attention at all times during the day

[soncfthewitch]

open to: m (21+)

verse: star wars

plot: the original idea was to have this set during the time when the inquisitors were hunting jedi and force sensitives. varen is an ex-inquisitor, hunted when he refused to strike down a jedi that couldn't/wouldn't fight back. while he passes for human he is actually half human and miraluka.

Deep in the heart of Dathomir's woods, the night was thick and enveloping, leaving only a faint shimmer of the distant galaxies. Varen, or Vee as he was known, moved like an apparition between the towering trunks of ancient and gnarled trees. His twin lightsabers hummed with a rhythmic buzz, casting an eerie glow on the black cloth tied over his eyes. Each confident swing sliced cleanly through the inky darkness, severing the hairy limbs of the spiders that threatened to encroach on his path.

Without sight, Vee relied on his other senses, each honed to a razor's edge. The musty scent of the forest floor, the chittering whispers of the creatures lurking in the shadows, the gentle caress of the calm, nocturnal wind against his skin.

Vee perceived a discordant hum, a mechanical roar - the unmistakable drone of a starship's engines. As the vibrations faded, replaced by the heavy crunch of alien footfalls on the forest bed, Vee stilled, his senses straining at this unwelcome intrusion.

[mitchell-nihil]

They're gonna make me go insane??? Varen and Nat I love you...

Reblogs appreciated <3

No matter how I draw Nat I always get some weird sense of catharsis out of it. I cannot explain why considering all he's doing is letting Varen sleep against him.

I struggle to find the right amount/value of grey's to use for this kinda stuff, and I think this palette is pretty good... I also really like the pen I used for the line art, it's one that you can't change the colour of so it's just always black which I find weirdly comforting?