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thewonderingsorceress · 3 years

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Marvel HC Complication

So this is all the HC’s for Ella for her Marvel verse (most are geared towards MCU). Most of these were created pre-infinity wars but still fit in the world bc its more about her background and how if affected her. These are summarized as the posts are super detailed that is more stream of conscious. Note: This may change after tfatws if we get more about HYDRA from Bucky.

Ella basically sleeps in a blanket and pillow nest on the floor, beds are way too soft for her even the ones that you can make super firm. Before HYDRA found her she was sleeping on the grass outside, she slept basically on the floor when she got there because it was more comfortable than the “bed” they gave her.

Ella’s powers were manipulated in a way technically her powers were not suppose to work- yes her powers healed her but not to the extent they do now and they weren’t intended to be used on others that way. That means that she technically is at her weakest, even though she seems strong and dangerous as she can utilize her powers rather effectively and quickly. It also requires her to use more fuel.

This also means that her powers always run for 2 way- to heal or in an “up keep” manner to keep her younger longer (the latter wasn’t ingrained in her until later around 21 yrs old)

Ella needs to eat to fuel herself as it uses a lot of her powers, but not as quickly or as often as she will probably make it appear around others. She is just paranoid and wants to be at 100% all the time, and also it will make people think she needs to fuel more often than not and will allow her an advantage by deceiving them. She also eats a lot because she exercises a lot and like those who exercise a lot she needs to eat to keep up with losses.

Ella struggles with basics or human emotions and tact, because unlike a mission what is the point of having to bother with these things?

Ella’s powers were not weakened by mistake, HYDRA knew they could use her more efficiently by being an assassin and spy, keeping her off the grid. (They kept everything about her off any files since they didn’t have to account for her in birth records etc, she normally dealt with high level personnel only. Though doctors she dealt with detailed and recorded her torture for themselves).

HYDRA was obsessed with making super soldiers, and while they found Ella couldn’t help create them with others, they could create one in her. They realized with her height projections and stature, she’d never be quite as strong and they didn’t want her to be quite as muscled- so she is lean and looks weaker than she is but they focused on her speed, agility, flexibility instead. She is still inhumanly strong, she has a fast metabolism about 3.25 times faster, she is immune to almost every poison or drug, doesn’t get drunk, she is super fast, very flexible and very quiet.

Ella’s childhood was basically torture - which was called power and strength training. Once she leaves she suffers from nightmares and night terrors, she struggles to sleep in general as she struggles with the fact that what happened to her has caused psychological damage. This is a hug struggle for her because in ways she still sides with some of HYDRA’s ideals- or the ones she was brought up to believe and has a hate/feel indebted to relationship as they did raise her- took care of her, fed her, made her someone to be feared.

When Ella uses her powers as they should be used, she will be incredibly strong once she practices with it. At first, it will be exceedingly draining on her and she will need to fuel up quite a bit, once she gets use to using them they aren’t draining pretty much at all.

- When she uses her powers correctly her irises, which are blue, glow an almost neon blue and has gold within them (Think like a blue and gold bath bomb), and a fine blue and gold swirling colour, covers her hands like a glove, and encases whatever element /object she is utilizing until she stops.

Ella is technically very rich, when she left she transferred money from HYDRA (Billions) for her services rendered and for her to leave them alone mostly. She doesn't live to spend them lavishly and has them in various bank accounts.

Due to the torturous nature of her upbringing the only positive acceptable means of touch to Ella is more sexual in nature, and she very much dominates and control the scenario- male or female. She is very much a top seeming person sexually, as well as dominate. In reality, she is very touched starved and is a cuddly person. Once she trusts someone (Which I wish you luck) fully and completely - she will be touchy. She will cuddle and hold hands and rest ehr head on your shoulder and hug and nuzzle and caress. She will also love being touched- but due to the amount of trust needed anything like massages and hugs being given willingly or allowing will most likely be with a romantic partner or a twin flame. Friends she’d probably let her hair be played with, or be comfortable with them hugging her or more casual touches.

If you call Ella the villain, the criminal, the hero there are just words to her, or if you call anyone else those terms. She really doesn’t care for any of those terms and she doesn’t let those terms bother her or define her. She doesn’t care about being ‘the hero’ or ‘the villain’ she prefers to do what she thinks is right or best- regardless of what fallible and bias governments have decided. She doesn’t claim to be perfect or always right, but she’d rather make her own mistakes than make mistakes of others all in the name of being ‘the hero’ so if that makes her ‘the villain’ of the story then she quite frankly gives zero figs.

#hc #v:more hc #marvel hc #mcu hc #headcanon post

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ofvanitys · 5 years

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OKAY!! this is already a disaster bc i didn’t... prepare in advance at all lmao?? yikes! anyways.. i’m ally, i’m twenty1, i use she/her pronouns & my timezone is est! i’m really so excited to get started because evie is 100% my absolute favorite muse to write?? and im just Obsessed with this verse so??? catch me losin’ my absolute shit within the next hour! but now, for the main event... some info on my bitch evie ~

evie’s pinterest board(s): here!

trigger warning(s): emotional & physical abuse, anxiety

( sofia carson. nineteen. cisfemale. she/her. ) — in the wake of an avoided war, evie grimhilde has proven themselves after all these years as a sedulous child of the evil queen. it was difficult for them to adjust to life in auradon university, thanks to their upbringing. now that they’re a sophomore at the university, though, and tensions between the two worlds which collided long ago are blatantly beginning to rise once more, you’ll primarily find them surrounding themselves with villain kids. around campus, they’re associated vehemently with absentmindedly twirling their hair around their finger, narrowed eyes and pursed lips, standing outside during a thunderstorm & gazing longingly at the stars.

ok so first thing’s first: i’m illiterate & u should keep ur expectations p low for this intro ((:

secondly, the main hc i have for evie is that she hadn’t officially left the castle across the way ( the castle on the far end of the isle she and her mother were banished to when evie was 6 ) until just before the decree to allow vks in auradon, meaning she wasn’t ever really involved in any of the turf wars on the isle .. we love a bitch with no allegiances

rewind to her childhood and u see her pretty much having the most glamorous life a narcissistic six year old could have on the isle until suddenly she’s not allowed to leave the castle or see any of the nice people who treated her like the princess she was raised to think she was. it’s confusing and it’s scary because the only company she has are some goblins and her mother, a scorned former queen who has to see her daughter grow to surely surpass her own beauty as each day passes. it only took a few months of near isolation to drive her mother to violence, first only in words until one day she took to leaving smatterings of black and blue on evie’s skin.

if evie was good at anything, it was pretending. she’d often imagine herself at a ball, twirling in the arms of a prince, she’d imagine beautiful gowns and glittering jewels and lovely music. of course, she didn’t have any idea what these things were really like, as no one on the isle had much more than rags ( the only piano music she’d ever heard had been from the broken baby grand in the castle, only six keys still intact ). molding books in a long disused library were the fuel for her fantasies, bits and pieces of wonderful stories, all more appealing than her own ( her favorite was romeo & juliet, though the story abruptly ended due to only the first seventy-three pages being left in the spine ). so, as someone so wonderfully versed in imagining impossible things for herself, she’d pretend her mother’s actions were out of love, a tool to make her as beautiful and as strong as possible.

evie learned early on that if she wanted to look her very best, she needed to learn to sew her own clothes. it didn’t take long for her to find a passion in using her extensive imagine to create something beautiful and something to be proud of beyond just how it made her look.

OF COURSE, although she was frightened of her mother and knew deep down the way she was treated wasn’t right, evie has a bad habit of seeing the very best in people despite their worst actions and will pretty much do anything to please her mother. this lead to using her beauty and her charm as a way to manipulate and scheme her way into people’s good graces ( no matter how much she hated the satisfaction it brought her ). so when she went to collect things from the delivery barges for her mother, she’d smile and flirt her way into getting the best pickings of the old jewelry, makeup and fabrics ( and the occasional non-rotten food item ).

when she heard that villains’ kids were being offered an opportunity to move to auradon, she didn’t hesitate in taking the chance. after a lifetime of dreaming of a life outside the confines of a dilapidated castle, she was finally given the chance to let herself live. that said, it’s very rare to find evie indoors unless she’s sleeping or in class. she’ll take any opportunity she can to be outside, especially once the stars come out.

one of the downsides to being cooped up basically alone for the majority of her life, is that she finds large groups of people intimidating and will likely have a panic attack if she feels surrounded ( back to the wall at all times )

it didn’t take long for her to realize that looking for a prince and her own castle and riches and pretty dresses wasn’t necessarily what she wanted for herself, so she’s more focused on making sure all the kids from the isle have as much freedom as possible ( cos even tho shes manipulative and conniving, she’s Still kind-hearted )

she’s also super smart?? which is something she never imagined she could be because she hadn’t had any previous education beyond what her mother taught her at home, but she’s really good with numbers and calculations so ig she could be a tutor if she really Wanted To ... ig we stan a nerd

i really have so many hcs that i cant remember at the moment? how annoying lmao !! ig the most important thing u should know is that she values bubble baths and chocolate ice cream above all else

anyways! lmk if u wanna plot w/ my gurl!

#quivive.intro #i hate.. everything about this #i can do so much better but ig this is all im capable of tn lmao!

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shadesumbra · 7 years

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Chapter 1

Shade didn’t often take trips outside of Opal City like this, but Opal certainly didn’t have this specific cafe. A shame really, he quite liked these muffins.

He was sitting in a small café in London when he saw the news on the television. An invasion, a UFO of some kind that had come through a portal. A UFO that was currently taking Opal. Summoning a vortex of shadows that licked the spot in front of him like smoke on a burning house, he was gone in a blink of an eye, practically leaping through one of his shadow portals. With the panic that was currently going on, no one would notice that he didn’t pay.

Within seconds he emerged, shadows clinging to him as if he was smoldering himself. He was on the edge of Opal… the edge? His portal was supposed to bring him to the center. He brought his hand up and pushed forward, to no avail. A barrier. A barrier that kept anything from going in, or coming out. Well then, he’d have to go to the source.

Before he had a chance to move, he saw it, Opal went from a solid mass to what looked like… well he wasn’t really sure what it looked like. All the color had drained and the details faded to leave a solid black. The edges of… well everything maintained a green glow. These lines outlined everything. In shock, he took a step back. Before his eyes Opal vanished, turning into small squares before being beamed up.

Rage. That’s what bubbled inside of him as he tried to teleport into the ship. Well, he made it on top of the ship.

“Better than nothing I suppose,” and with speed, he made his way across the top of the ship. Quickly locating a panel, he broke in. Jumping in he was immediately met with robotic guards. Guards that put up quite a fight, but these hallways were dimly lit, and that was certainly in his favor. With a quick flick of his hand the shadows around him, each smoke-like wisp, shooting out toward Shade’s attackers.

A blaring noise filled his ears. Alarms. He had set off alarms, just peachy. He started forward, oh how he hated running, but right now he really didn’t have a choice. Pushing forward, he made sure to make quick work of any other robots that came his way. What did catch his eye though was their wiring. Now, he wasn’t well verse in the way of modern technology, but it certainly didn’t look like any wiring he’s ever seen before. There were parts and bits that he was certain were not in modern day technology. Strange, but there wasn’t time for that now, he had to stop whoever this was from taking his Opal.

These corridors seemed to never end. They twisted and they turned and seemed to get longer and longer, or it was that they simply all looked the same. At least, that was until the ceiling suddenly made a sharp turn up and he came to a gigantic doorway. Well, this had to be it, it’s not like he’s seen any other doors around. He gave the door a simple push. No luck, it didn’t budge. He leaned his whole body on the door, and with effort, managed to push it open.

Making his way inside, the room he saw was a room that definitely belonged behind a door that big. While he couldn’t exactly tell, because most of what was in the room was definitely not from Earth, it looked grand. Like the lounge room of a rich woman who drank a bottle of wine everyday and owned a small pug. Except ten times more advanced, much like one of those sci-fi movies he’s seen Jack watch.

“I’ve been expecting you. I’ve watched you on the moditors since you’ve gotten on top of the ship. Every other hero in the world has had issues dealing with my bots half as advanced, yet you come in and rip them apart. Very impressive,” a robotic voice droned.

The chair in the center of the room swirled around, and in it was most certainly not a person. It didn’t have appendages from it’s waist down, instead, it looked more like a floating rocket. The Appendages it did have were unconnected and floating. It didn’t even have a neck. Or a face. Just two eyes. Well, they were called eyes, they were just glowing slit triangles on what would be its face, along a row of small glowing circles that ran vertically down between its eyes from it’s forehead to it’s chin.

“You are not a hero. If you were, I would have you on my record. Thus, I do not care if you are simply a superpowered civilian, or a villain. But I do care as to why you are disrupting my work.”

“Opal. You are going to give back my Opal.”

“Opal. As in Opal City. The first city that was successfully collected.”

“Collected?” This… thing though it could just take Opal, for a collection?

“Yes, my collection. The cities of this planet are very intriguing. Each a collective of people, yet all different from each other.”

“Well not Opal. You’re going to put it back.”

“Negative, Opal will remain in my collection.”

Oh that did it. There was no way his beloved city was going to be a trinket on a shelf for this thing to look at. With a bubbling rage, Shade filled the room with a smokey blackness, only for it to be push to the side. Lights from all angles illuminated the rooms, practically glaring off the shiny surfaces.

“Negative you are not going to do that. You may not be in my collection of information, but I have studied you while you made your way through my ship.”

Before Shade had anytime to retort, there was a large CLANG, and he was surrounded by what seemed to be a glass box, lights glaring in on him.

“You remind me of someone from the last dimension I was in,” the robot voice started. “She was very persistent to save her city. As well she had abilities similar to yours. Though she was less of a talker and more of a fighter,” the thing stated.

More alarms went off. This prompted the thing to turn around and pull up screens, leaving Shade in the glass container behind it, unable to do anything but able to see the screens as well.

A shadow dashed across the screen and the thing in front of him started into action. From what he could tell from the screens he could see.

The door behind him exploded open. He swirled on his heels to see what had made its way into the room.

A girl. Or, a woman at least. Wrapped in head to toe in black, hair pulled back into a tight ponytail that was kept thin all the way down, also wrapped up tight in black. Grey goggles covered the woman’s eyes, and he could see the rage and determination through the grey tint.

“Not only have you stopped my previous attempt, you-,” the thing never got a chance to finish, as the woman launched herself at it in full fury.

She had narrowly missed it, instead, her hand axe had cleaved into the control panel in front of the thing.

The now fleeing city-abductor made its way toward the edge of the room. The woman turned toward him, then turned toward the control panel again. He could finally see the shimmer of a locket, a shiny black material that seemed to hide amongst the darkness of her clothing.

Her hand came up, and with a hard attack, came down on the control panel again. The sides of his prison came down, and the lights turned off. However, before he had the chance to say anything, she was shot by a laser, sending her flying into a wall.

“I will not let you ruin the start of my new collection,” the robotic voice droned again.

“Like you could ever stop me Carlio,” was all the girl said as she once again launched herself at the thing.

Shade however, was able to lend a helping hand this time. Summoning forward his shadows, the black rose around him like smoke, he shot them forward, wrapping them around what he now learned was named Carlio. He had planned to rip Carlio apart, but his shadows couldn’t get within the cracks.

He remembered, Carlio had said that Shade had reminded him of someone with similar abilities. He must have modified himself to counter those. Well, plan B than.

Mustering up more shadows, Shade sent the shadows hurling to the side of the ship. At first , he had only dented the wall, but after another two or three more times, he had made a small hole. Using his shadows as hands, he ripped the hole open wider. Looking out, he spotted Superman and Green Lantern and gave a harsh loud whistle. He didn’t get to see the outcome as he felt an arm wrap around his waist and throw him back. He crashed into the woman, sending both of them into a wall.

He looked up, more enraged than before. A dent, that was a dent in it’s armour. As Carlio made its way forward toward Shade and the woman, Shade got up. Carlio obviously seemed distracted, most likely by trying to not only deal with him and this woman, but the superheros outside as well.

Shadows came out. Lashing blades that moved like smoke in the wind. He was so focused on the thing that had tried to take Opal from him, he didn’t hear the small cry of pain that came from behind him, or the even smaller tink tink of something hitting the floor.

“This has been an unforeseen turn of events,” Carlio droned. “I shall take my leave than.”

“No. You’re. NOT.” His shadows shot forward like bullets, all aimed at the small dent in Carlio’s body. If Shade had sent only one wisp, nothing would of happened. But Shade, in his rage fueled attack, had sent many. Within seconds Carlio’s body was ripped open, being shredded piece to piece.

It took the ship’s alarms to knock Shade out of his rage induced trance.

ALERT, SYSTEM FAILURE. ALERT SYSTEM FAILURE. SELF DESTRUCTION IMMINENT.

Without Carlio there, the ship had nothing to guide it, nothing to steer or keep it balanced. And that wayed its price. The ship took a hard dip sideways, causing both the woman and Shade to slide with it. The woman had hit a piece of something that had been sliced in half, Shade unfortunately, had fallen out of the hole he had created.

SELF DESTRUCTION, IN 5.

The woman’s eyes scanned the ship floor. There! Her locket!

SELF DESTRUCTION, IN 4.

A shimmer caught her eye. Opal City.

SELF DESTRUCTION, IN 3.

They were on opposite sides of the room.

SELF DESTRUCTION, IN 2.

She closed her eyes and dashed forward.

SELF DESTRUCTION, IN 1.

She wrapped her hands around her target and held it close to her chest, protecting it.

BOOM

Shade had seen it while being lowered to the ground by Green Lantern. This was embarrassing, but there were more important matters right now. His eyes darted back to where Opal City should be. Nothing. Nothing was happening.

Opal City was gone.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he sank to his knees. Opal City was gone. Jack was gone.

He felt tears prick at the edge of his eyes. No, no he wasn’t going to cry. He wasn’t going… to cry.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and he squeezed his eyes shut. Maybe that would stop the tears.

Even with his eyes closed, everything seemed to spin. Opal City was gone. Now, he wished he hadn’t killed Carlio quite as fast as he did. He wished he could of made Carlio suffer even more.

Shade was so lost in his rage and sadness, he almost didn’t hear the sounds of gasps from around him. Almost. His eyes shot open, and what he saw was something not even he would've believed without seeing.

A shadow, a large shadow, and growing. He squinted hard, and he could just make the outline of a person floating, only for a second. After that, the shadow that lingered on the ground shot up, taking the form of Opal City. Through this, a single light shone where the figure was. Shade watched in stunned awe as the shadow gained depth, then color. He watched as Opal City came to be. And was still in stunned silence as the shadow melted away.

He stood up, no words to say. Had the miniature Opal City not been caught in the explosion?

“The only power source strong enough to shrink these cities was on that ship,” he heard a voice say. Superman.

“Well something had to of brought it back. That didn’t look anything like when it was taken,” a female voice questioned behind him. Wonder Woman.

He didn’t stick around to find out, his shadows swirled and wisped in front of him to make another portal. He brought himself to the center of the city. It was here. It was all here. Opal City is okay. It’s okay.

He was at a loss for words. His eyes scanned the area, this had to be a trick. This couldn’t be real.

...Well, that black scorch certainly didn’t look inplace. He walked over, bending down he touched it. It felt like grass. Why was it black? A sound caught his attention. A cough, a hard, dry one.

He followed it. He couldn’t fathom why, probably his overall curiosity at the moment. The sound had led him to a nearby tree, where the woman who was on the ship sat, leaned up against the tree.

“You’re bleeding.”

“It’s a ‘ersonal ‘roblem.”

“It was you. You saved Opal.”

“I wasn’t going to let it ha’’en again.”

“Let what happen again?”

She didn't answer. So he asked again.

“Let wh-”

“It’s not im'ortant now,” she had cut him off. Her hand reached up to a spot below her neck and grasped at nothing.

“Shade!”

Starman descended toward him, fear and confusion obvious on his face, however, mixed in with the alarm and relief

“Shade! What happened? The sky disappeared! It was replaced with this matrix grid looking thing! And then it went all black and we’re here!”

“You have no idea how close we got. I’ll tell you over a cup of tea and a walk.”

“Who was that you were talking to?”

“Actually that’s what I was just about to ask,” he turned toward the girl, only to find she was gone.

“I could go find her, she couldn’t have gone far.”

“No, leave it, we have some catching up to do and some deep breaths to take.”

Neither of them saw her as she looked down upon them as they walked away. One hand on an open wound and the other clutching the air around her chest where a locket once rested.

#ShadowHearts #Fanfiction #Richard Swift #The Shade #Old Writing

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misunne · 6 years

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OKAY SO a couple days ago I had an Amazing plotting session with @sheildoversword about how Loki views and interacts with Steve at the beginning of my post-Ragnarok verse, where he’s staying at the Stark Tower. This was in a discord conversation, so it’s pretty unorganized in thoughts and informal in wording. I took out Amy’s responses which prompted mine, but tried to label what we were talking about...

I have a lot of emotions about a Loki/Steve dynamic.

Loki’s behavior toward Steve

At first, Loki is a bully to Steve -- but he does come to appreciate him through enough work and plotting. Their compatibility is the most difficult out of all the Avengers (and Clint, for obvious reasons). I have Loki spending post-Ragnarok living in the Stark Tower or a nearby apartment, essentially under vigilance or ‘house arrest’ and bound to the Avengers. Whether he is inducted into the Avengers is plot-based, but I like him to be. But either way, he’s in a situation where he’s not Steve’s enemy right now. They’re not attacking each other whenever they’re in the same room, so they’re just in a sort of allied truce. Loki’s reactions to him aren’t directly antagonistic, but they’re not friendly, either.

To start, Loki sees Steve as insufferable, because he only sees the obvious about him. A righteous poster boy who couldn't possibly understand him. So he pushes back.

How Loki feels about Steve

Steve is probably the one Loki resents the most, because of what he sees in him first. The perfect blond haired blue eyed apple of everyone's heart poster boy. Steve is essentially, in Loki's view, everything he is not, and could never be. To Loki, Steve is like Thor, but without the benefit of having Loki's love for centuries, so he hates him. He mocks him. Essentially, he doesn't take him seriously at all. He just seems like an action figure to him, a funny little man in a red, white, and blue jumpsuit with heroic catchphrases. He definitely sees Captain America first and foremost -- and that's not Steve Rogers. Even when Steve is trying to be Steve, Loki still sees Captain America without the mask, and sees him as inferior. He sees all the avengers as inferior, and he feels like he can treat them how he wants. Banner is a nuisance and a nervous boy who he can poke, but run when he gets angry. Tony is probably the best initially, because he's a genius even without magic, and Loki respects genius. Natasha is probably second best, because she managed to trick Loki, and he can respect skills of the trade. Clint is a child, barely worth a breath or desire to connect with (though in the back of his mind, he also feels a deep sense of guilt that makes him want to keep his distance for what Loki did to him). Fury and Coulson are Nothing, they're tiny humans.

Essentially, Loki really doesn't know Steve Rogers at all, and doesn't feel he should be bothered to.

Loki’s disrespect for Steve

This depends on how a specific Steve reacts to Loki, but Steve is likely to be aiming toward diplomacy when interacting with Loki at this point. To Loki’s view, this appears as though he’s receiving a second chance, and because Steve may or may not be directly hostile toward him,Loki perceives this as kindness. A path toward redemption. Though he is in the process of seeking out his own redemption, the thought isn’t completely formulated yet in the beginning. And now he’s witnessing a perceived kindness, when really -- Loki doesn't even see his own redemption, so how can he take Steve's kindness seriously? He thinks it's weakness. In the back of his head, he's lik: why is this man being nice to me, I literally tried to kill him and his planet? He's being nice to me, not trying to kill me? How weak of him.

So, he gets used to it. Steve the Captain America Hero Boy becomes steve the Unrelenting Nice Boy. Loki likes to cast people into baskets and walk away. They are this, they are always this, that's the end, I'm done thinking about this. He doesn't always recognize dimension. He doesn't see how Thor has changed throughout the movies. Doesn't ever expect him to. When he sees he has, he's like oh. I don't like what I've become. I want to change this. I think once Steve STOPS trying to be diplomatic and push back at him, try to get him off the team, or maybe even yell at him or punch him, Loki will have another ‘oh.’ moment. This guy who I assumed would just be nice and the courteous America poster boy, who I've been taking for granted, is no longer being nice. I don't like this

Because if someone is nice to him, he thinks he can control them and use their kindness against them. He doesn't foresee kindness AND inner strength put against him. That's what startled him so much in Ragnarok and a little in The Dark World. Thor, who has always tried to love and redeem and care for him, is turning against Loki because of his shitty actions. Loki sort of thinks that no matter how shitty he is, he expects Thor to always love him and be on his side no matter what. Even if he stabs him repeatedly, Thor is Supposed to be there for him. And when he's not? ('maybe we should go our separate ways.') It's extremely jarring. But it's good. It's healthy. He's seeing kindness in a new light. He starts to learn that he can’t keep pushing his loved ones and expect them to stay. He stops thinking about only himself, and he starts thinking outside of himself.

Earning Loki's respect is so hard and so annoying… When i just want to make him hug people but he's like no they're Peasants.

Loki learning to respect Steve

Because Loki and Steve are on the 'same team', as in two people who are in the same room and they're not actively trying to kill each other, Loki sees them on the same side, so he thinks he can keep flicking him. And pushing him. And prodding him. And he'll keep doing it until he lands on his ass, because that's just how he is. He doesn't learn until he experiences consequences. He doesn't listen, he has to witness. He has to come to a conclusion on his own. Steve threatening to kick his ass and being 100% serious about it will do it. Even if Loki's like 'really?' and Steve is like yeah really and Punches him, Loki will be like oh. We're on the same team, you're not actively trying to kill me, but you won't take my shit. Okay. This is weird. And different. Time to reevaluate.

He has to recalibrate a thought he's already accepted because now it's false. Starts being less joking around Steve, more Watching him. Starting to take him more seriously and actually witnessing him, rather than ignoring the reality of him and being set on the image of him. And he's So Uncomfortable with it. After enough time, he'll apologize. Sort of. Not so much in words, but in actions. He only apologizes if he's on his death bed really.

If Steve does punch him or otherwise snap at him, it will probably be a large stepping stone in him becoming a real person. Realizing consequences to his actions. He's always been drama. Take over the world but fail? It's fine, I'll go to jail, but I'll bide my time to break out of jail. Try to slaughter the frost giants but fail? No problem, I’ll just jump off into the void if push comes to shove. He really has an issue of absolutely no accountability because he's SO GOOD at having a backup plan in every situation. His catchsaves keep him from realizing that he fucked up. Even if he so totally loses, he knows how to turn it into a win. (Which is also why he sees the trials he faces in the Avengers as one of the many trials a hero goes through when trying to do good, rather than heroes trying to stop a villain.) BUT seeing as he's in this organization that will give him something he wants, redemption, and if he wants to stay in this place he wants to be... he has to be genuine. He hates being genuine. That's extremely vulnerable. That hurts way too much. Being real. Whenever he's real, his heart falls out.

Loki isn't really used to fucking up in ways he actually wants to fix. He fucks up? meh whatever i don't need that thing anyway. I'm perfectly fine Being Alone forever. He can totally choke on his pride. But he's also choking on his loneliness. After being shoved into his place and he wants to stay here, he'll try to rebuild. Subtly meet Steve halfway, even if not outwardly. (Because people pointing out that he's changed and is being good makes him very self-conscious and more likely to act the villain.) Meeting him halfway is really just Loki coming to respect him. His respect changes an entire dynamic. He's very intuitive. He knows if he's going to respect someone automatically or not just by meeting them. Basically if they fit his perspective of what a respectable person is. rich, majestic, powerful, confident, commanding, superior.

Loki’s reaction to Thor’s mistrust in him

He’s disoriented, because he always had Thor, no matter how many times he messed up. and it wasn't ever REALLY that much of a problem before the events in the films. yes, he's always been a tricky shit. but he was mostly here for a laugh. chaotic neutral with a range to chaotic good, never chaotic evil. he was always there to start shit, but he never wanted to kill a race. until shit hit the fan. until he learned that he is a monster -- in all accounts of what he's been taught, he IS a villain. and then with this brain seed of villainy getting its roots, he's subjected to thanos and torture and the mind stone, and it fruits itself into a villain tree with ambition for killing. he wasn't always this way, and now that he is. he doesn't know how to go back. thor doesn't know how to handle this Extreme Loki. loki doesn't even know how to handle this Extreme Loki. it's like he's been in a mania for YEARS and now, starting in TDW, he's coming down and it's like a jet running out of fuel and it's destabilized and shifting right and left and it's going to burn out and crash into a mountain. thor's reaction to him, now treating him with caution and mistrust, makes it So Much Worse bc there's no buffer to the way he comes down. he has no parachute or air bag. he's gonna hit the ground with his face. it's gonna hurt.

Loki sees men as expendable

In interaction with Steve, because there’s such a difference between being a god and being human. thor and loki (though not as bad as ODIN) more or less have been raised to see the common man as expendible. thor is in the recovery of this, loki less so, but war and battle is So glorified in their culture that their idea of heaven is an endless war/battle and feasting cycle. but what do they know? they're gods. they don't die. they're at the very top, they don't see a little guy without a chance fighting a war he never chose to fight. they don't know anyone who isn't a highly skilled god warrior. they don't understand peace

Who is Loki trying to be?

the conflict loki has in thor 1 was amplified and exacerbated so much more by thanos rather than given time to heal. like having a bullet wound and cutting it open until it's ten times bigger. he was on the edge of a cliff with his shitty things in thor 1, but he could have recovered from that if not for thanos. now it's gonna take Much More to recover. because he's someone else now, and that mind stone effect won't ever Really go away. h o n e s t l y loki is someone who really does need limits. in romance, in friendship, in partnership, in everything. and steve is doing it right. put him back in his place but still be there for him? tbh steve is gonna earn himself a cosmically annoying pain in the ass loyal to him to the end. IT'S ALSO REALLY COOL BC LIKE. thor exemplified that life. the warrior norse who would go to valhalla. loki actually never Was that, and he's been struggling to Be that. so many times he's trying ardently to be what he's not. now seeing thor change from that, and being told he doesn't need to be that really agitates him. like working toward one goal and it was a false goal. r o u g h

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d0yenne-archived · 5 years

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Villain!Kira Headcanon

Alcohol has no affect on her. She has no idea why, but it just doesn’t. She thinks it’s part of her “quirk”, but it’s because she’s not even human.

Also, tobacco has no affect on her. She literally can’t get addicted to it.

Then why does she drink and smoke? It is in the hope she will feel something out of it, that she will feel at least the tiniest bit normal. It’s like if you feel numb in your arm, so you pinch it to try to get some feeling. It never works for her.

#~💙Headcanon (Kira Black)💙~#Kira Black #“Rich and Fueling Hate”~Villain!Verse

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d0yenne-archived · 5 years

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V!Kira: I don’t care about anyone. Only myself.

Also Kira: I would both die for and kill for Link.

Also Kira: If anyone touches my explosive hero, I will kill them.

Also Kira: ....yeah fuck Light. -_-

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#(Lmao sorry Light XDD)#(She sees him as expendable rn XDD)#(And Link is lowkey her precious wolf boy that she would protect at all costs—and hide her villain status from—)#(And Katsuki...lmao that’s HER boy/nemesis/hero and NO ONE ELSES XDD)#Kira Black #“Rich and Fueling Hate”~Villain!Verse #~🖤outside of the stories🖤~#~The God and the Goddess~ (Kira X Light)#~Wolves and Panthers~ (Kira X Link)#~Sparks And Shadows~ (Kira X Katsuki)

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nycttophilic-a · 5 years

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(Villain!) Kira Black

DEREDERE

[X] You tilt your head when you’re confused. [] You love sweets and cute things. [] You are often confused and lost in conversations with your friends. [] People often call you cute. [] You care a lot about your friends. [] You embarrass yourself a lot with silly question or statements. [] You like bright, soft colours. [] You enjoy listening to cute, sweet, gentle songs. [] You add things to the end of your friend’s names. [] People often say “aww” when you’ve done something clumsy/silly. [] You like anime/movies about romance, love and friendship. Total: 1/11

TSUNDERE [] You come off as tough and confident on the outside when you are actually soft and emotional on the inside. [ X] You often hide your true feelings for someone. [ ] You are caring but deny it when someone tells it to you. [X] You are protective. [] When someone bugs you, you tell them right away strongly, but are still worried that you’ve hurt them. [] You are easily embarrassed. [] Compliments make you feel awkward and you always deny them. [] You tease and bully the one you love to hide your feelings. [X] You can be violent at times. [ ] You may hurt people a lot, but regret it right away. [X] You never cry in front of others. Total: 4/11

YANDERE [] You are often loving, caring, sweet - until someone upsets you badly. [X] When angry, you normally hide it until the time for revenge is right. [X] You can at times, be obsessive. [X] People have said you are “two-faced”. [] People tell you that you’re nice, but can be creepy at times. [X] You scare the crap out of your friends when you get upset. [] People find it weird to see you anything other than gentle and smiling. [] When you’re upset, sometimes you still smile, even when saying something harsh. [X] You can get very violent. [] You love to help people, but often love to help yourself more. [] You like colours like dark blue or light red. Total: 5/11

KUUDERE [X] You don’t show your emotions to others. [X] When you become close to someone, you slowly open up. [ ] Although you don’t show it, you are easily made happy. [ ] You care for others a lot, still, you don’t show it. [X] People think you are mysterious. [ ] You can be shy. [X] You aren’t very loud, rather silent. [X] You know who to trust and who not to. [X] You choose which friend you can trust wisely. [] You like simple colors, like light purple or white. [X] You are rather mature. Total: 6/11

DANDERE [ ] You are a shy person. [ ] You are quiet and don’t speak up for yourself. [ ] You look down instead of straight forwards when walking. [ ] You sometimes go to extreme levels just to get out of public speaking. [ ] You have stage fright. [X] You are stoic and not very open. [X] You hide yourself with your hair at times. [ ] You speak very quietly in case you say something silly or you sound weird. [ ] You are afraid of meeting new people. [X] You are a hard worker. (*chuckles darkly*) [ ] You do not have as many friendships as others, but those you do have, you’ll cherish them very much. Total: 3/11

Result: Kuudere

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